- THE KICK INSIDE -  


 

 

  

 

 
Moving The Saxophone Song Strange Phenomena Kite The Man With The Child In His Eyes Wuthering Heights
James And The Cold Gun Feel It Oh To Be In Love L'Amour Looks Something Like You Them Heavy People Room For The Life The Kick Inside
 
 
Much thanks and love to Dave Gilmour for "rolling the ball" in the beginning,
the K.T. Bush Band for giving it a kick, EMI for "strange phenomena",
my teachers of music + movement for being "heavy"
and to all of you with open ears - please feel it

Producer: Andrew Powell
Engineer: John Kelly
Arranger: Andrew Powell
Recorded at AIR London Studios: July / August 1977

Executive Producer: Dave Gilmour on 'Man With The Child In His Eyes' and 'The Saxophone Song'
Recorded at AIR London Studios: June 1975

Backing and lead vocals: Kate Bush
Piano: Kate Bush
Orchestral contractor: David Katz

Sleeve concept: Kate Bush
Front cover design: Splash Studio
Photography: Jay Myrdal
Back cover original ideas: John Carder Bush and Del Palmer

Ian Bairnson and David Paton appear by permission of Arista Records
Morris Pert appears by permission of Charisma Records

All songs written by Kate Bush. All songs published by EMI / Kate Bush 1978

ADDITIONAL MUSICIANS:
Moving: Drums - Stuart Elliott; Bass - David Paton; Guitars - Ian Bairnson; Electric Piano - Duncan Mackay
The Saxophone Song: Drums - Barry de Souza; Bass - Bruce Lynch; Guitars - Paul Keogh, Alan Parker; Keyboards - Andrew Powell;
Saxophone - Alan Skidmore; Electric Guitar - Paul Keogh
Strange Phenomena: Drums - Stuart Elliott; Bass - David Paton; Guitars - Ian Bairnson; Electric Piano - Andrew Powell;
Synthesizer - Duncan Mackay; Percussion - Morris Pert
Kite: Drums - Stuart Elliott; Bass - David Paton; Guitars - Ian Bairnson; Organ / Clavinet - Duncan Mackay; Percussion - Morris Pert
The Man With The Child In His Eyes: Piano - Kate Bush; Orchestral contractor - David Katz
Wuthering Heights: Drums - Stuart Elliott; Bass - Andrew Powell; Acoustic Guitars - David Paton; Electric Guitar - Ian Bairnson;
Organ - Duncan Mackay; Celeste - Andrew Powell; Percussion - Morris Pert
James And The Cold Gun: Drums - Stuart Elliott; Bass - David Paton; Guitars - Ian Bairnson; Organ - Duncan Mackay
Feel It: Piano - Kate Bush
Oh To Be In Love: Drums - Stuart Elliott; Bass - David Paton; Guitars - David Paton, Ian Bairnson; Mandolin - Paddy Bush;
Synthesizer - Andrew Powell; Percussion - Stuart Elliott; Backing Vocals - David Paton, Ian Bairnson
L'Amour Looks Something Like You: Drums - Stuart Elliott; Bass - David Paton; Guitars - Ian Bairnson; Electric Piano - Duncan Mackay
Them Heavy People: Drums - Stuart Elliott; Bass - David Paton; Guitars - Ian Bairnson; Backing Vocals - Paddy & Kate Bush
Room For The Life: Drums - Stuart Elliott; Bass - David Paton; Guitars - Ian Bairnson; Boo Bams - Morris Pert;
Percussion - Stuart Elliott; Beer Bottles - Andrew Powell, Ian Bairnson
The Kick Inside: Piano - Kate Bush; Orchestral contractor - David Katz

(P) 1978 Original sound recordings made by EMI Records Ltd. 1978 EMI Records Ltd. 
 
 

 
Moving 
(Written by Kate Bush)

Moving stranger, 
Does it really matter, 
As long as you're not afraid to feel? 
Touch me, hold me. 
How my open arms ache! 
Try to fall for me. 

How I'm moved. 
How you move me 
With your beauty's potency. 
You give me life. 
Please don't let me go. 
You crush the lily in my soul. 

Moving liquid
Yes, you are just as water. 
You flow around all that comes in your way. 
Don't think it over, 
It always takes you over, 
And sets your spirit dancing. 

How I'm moved. 
How you move me 
With your beauty's potency. 
You give me life. 
Please don't let me go. 
You crush the lily in my soul.

 

The saxophone song
 (Written by Kate Bush) 

You'll find me in a Berlin bar, 
In a corner brooding. 
You know that I go very quiet 
When I'm listening to you. 

There's something very special indeed, 
In all the places where I've seen you shine, boy. 
There's something very real in how I feel, honey. 

It's in me. 
It's in me, 
And you know it's for real. 
Tuning in on your saxophone. 
Doo-bee-doo-bee-doo... 

The candle burning over your shoulder is throwing 
Shadows on your saxophone, a surly lady in tremor. 
The stars that climb from her bowels, 
Those stars make towers on vowels. 

You'll never know that you had all of me. 
You'll never know the poetry you've stirred in me. 
Of all the stars I've seen that shine so brightly, 
I've never known or felt in myself so rightly, 

It's in me. 
It's in me, 
And you know it's for real. 
Tuning in on your saxophone. 
Doo-bee-doo-bee-doo...

 

Strange phenomena
(Written by Kate Bush) 

Soon it will be the phase of the moon 
When people tune in. 
Every girl knows about the punctual blues, 
But who's to know the power behind our moves? 

A day of coincidence with the radio, 
And a word that won't go away. 
We know what they're all going to say. 
"G" arrives--"Funny, had a feeling he was on his way!" 

We raise our hats to the strange phenomena. 
Soul-birds of a feather flock together. 
We raise our hats to the hand a-moulding us. 
Sure 'nuff, he has the answer, 
He has the answer 
He has the answer, be-duh-be-duh-be-duh-be-duh... 
"Om mani padme, 
Om mani padme, 
Om mani padme hum."* 

You pick up a paper. You read a name. 
You go out. It turns up again and again. 
You bump into a friend you haven't seen for a long time, 
Then into another you only thought about last night. 

You hear your sister calling for you, 
But you don't know where from. 
You know there's something wrong, 
But you don't want to believe in a premonition. 

We raise our hats to the strange phenomena. 
Soul-birds of a feather flock together. 
We raise our hats to the hand a-moulding us. 
Sure 'nuff, he has the answer, 
He has the answer 
He has the answer, be-duh-be-duh-be-duh-be-duh... 
"Om mani padme, 
Om mani padme, 
Om mani padme hum."* 

"Om mani padme hum. 
Om mani padme hum. 
Om mani padme hum. 
  Om mani padme hum..."

 

Kite
(Written by Kate Bush) 

"Come up and be a kite"

Beelzebub is aching in my belly-o. 
My feet are heavy and I'm rooted in my wellios. 
And I want to get away and go 
From all these mirror windows. 

I look at eye level, it isn't good enough. 
And then I find it out when I take a good look up. 
There's a hole in the sky with a big eyeball 
Calling me: 

"Come up and be a kite, 
On a diamond flight! 
A diamond kite, a diamond kite. 
Ooh, what a diamond! 

"A diamond kite 
On a diamond flight. 
Over the lights, under the moon. 
Over the lights, under the moon. 
Over the moon, over the moon!" 

I feel a rush along my body, like a bullet. 
I'm 2-D after a push-and-pull feeling. 
And I want to get back to safe home: 
I love the homeland dome.* 

I got no limbs, I'm like a feather on the wind. 
Well, I'm not sure if I want to be up here, at all. 
And I'd like to be back on the ground, 
But I don't know how to get down--down--down! 

"Come up and be a kite, 
On a diamond flight! 
A diamond kite, a diamond kite. 
Ooh, what a diamond! 

"A diamond kite 
On a diamond flight. 
Over the lights, under the moon. 
Over the lights, under the moon. 
Over the moon, over the moon!" 

 

The man with the child in his eyes
(Written by Kate Bush)


I hear him, before I go to sleep 
And focus on the day that's been. 
I realise he's there, 
When I turn the light off and turn over. 

Nobody knows about my man. 
They think he's lost on some horizon. 
And suddenly I find myself 
Listening to a man I've never known before, 

Telling me about the sea, 
All his love, 'til eternity. 

Ooh, he's here again, 
The man with the child in his eyes. 
Ooh, he's here again, 
The man with the child in his eyes. 

He's very understanding, 
And he's so aware of all my situations. 
And when I stay up late, 
He's always waiting, but I feel him hesitate. 

Oh, I'm so worried about my love. 
They say, "No, no, it won't last forever." 
And here I am again, my girl, 
Wondering what on Earth I'm doing here. 
Maybe he doesn't love me. 
I just took a trip on my love for him. 

Ooh, he's here again, 
The man with the child in his eyes. 
Ooh, he's here again, 
The man with the child in his eyes.

 

Wuthering heights
(Written by Kate Bush) 

Out on the wiley, windy moors 
We'd roll and fall in green. 
You had a temper like my jealousy: 
Too hot, too greedy. 
How could you leave me, 
When I needed to possess you? 
I hated you. I loved you, too. 

Bad dreams in the night. 
They told me I was going to lose the fight, 
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering 
Wuthering Heights. 

Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy. 
Come home. I'm so cold! 
Let me in-a-your window. 

Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy. 
Come home. I'm so cold! 
Let me in-a-your window. 

Ooh, it gets dark! It gets lonely, 
On the other side from you. 
I pine a lot. I find the lot 
Falls through without you. 
I'm coming back, love. 
Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream, 
My only master. 

Too long I roam in the night. 
I'm coming back to his side, to put it right. 
I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering, 
Wuthering Heights, 

Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy. 
Come home. I'm so cold! 
Let me in-a-your window. 

Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy. 
Come home. I'm so cold! 
Let me in-a-your window. 

Ooh! Let me have it. 
Let me grab your soul away. 
Ooh! Let me have it. 
Let me grab your soul away. 
You know it's me--Cathy! 

Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy. 
Come home. I'm so cold! 
Let me in-a-your window. 

Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy. 
Come home. I'm so cold! 
Let me in-a-your window. 

Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy. 
Come home. I'm so cold!

 

James and the cold gun
(Written by Kate Bush) 

James, come on home. 
You've been gone too long, baby. 
We can't let our hero 
Die alone. 

We miss you day and night. 
You left town to live by the rifle. 
You left us to fight, 
But it just ain't right to take away the light. 

Remember Genie from the casino? 
She's still a-waiting in that big brass bed. 
The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back, 
'Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead. 
They're only lonely for the life that they led 
With their old friend. 

Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? 
Selling your soul to a 
Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? 

Where lies your heart? 
It's not there in the buckskin, baby. 
It's not there in the gin 
That makes you laugh long and loud. 

You're a coward, James. 
You're running away from humanity. 
You're running away from reality. 
It won't be funny when they rat-a-tat-tat you down. 

Remember Genie from the casino? 
She's still a-waiting in that big brass bed. 
The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back, 
'Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead. 
They're only lonely for the life that they led 
With their old friend. 

Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? 
Selling your soul to a 
Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun

 

Feel it
(Written by Kate Bush) 

After the party 
You took me back to your parlour. 
A little nervous laughter 
Locking the door. 
My stockings fall 
Onto the floor. 
Desperate for more. 

Nobody else can share this. 
Here comes one and one makes one, 
The glorious union. 
Well it could be love, 
Or it could be just lust, 
But it will be fun. 
It will be wonderful. 

Oh, feel it. Oh, oh feel it, 
Feel it, my love. 
Oh, feel it. Oh, oh feel it, 
Feel it, my love. 
Oh, I need it. Oh, oh, feel it, 
Feel it, my love. 
Feel it! 
See what you're doing to me? 

God, but you're beautiful, aren't you? 
Feel your warm hand walking around. 
I won't pull away. 
My passion always wins. 
So keep on a-moving in. 
So keep on a-tuning in. 
Synchronise rhythm now. 

Oh, feel it. Oh, oh feel it, 
Feel it, my love. 
Oh, feel it. Oh, oh feel it, 
Feel it, my love. 
Oh, I need it. Oh, oh, feel it, 
Feel it, my love. 
Feel it! 
See what you're doing to me? 
See what you're doing to me? 
Just see what you're doing to me.

 

Oh to be in love
 (Written by Kate Bush) 

As the light hits you, 
As you shift along the floor, 
I find it hard to place my face. 
How did I come to be here, anyway? 
It's terribly vague, what's gone before.* 

I could have been anyone. 
You could have been anyone's dream. 
Why did you have to choose our moment? 
Why did you have to make me feel that? 
Why did you make it so unreal? 

Oh! To be in love, 
And never get out again. 
Oh! To be in love, 
And never get out again. 
Oh! To be in love, 
And never get out again. 

All the colours look brighter now. 
Everything they say seems to sound new. 
Slipping into tomorrow too quick, 
Yesterday always too good to forget. 
Stop the swing of the pendulum! Let us through!** 

Oh! To be in love, 
And never get out again. 
Oh! To be in love, 
And never get out again. 
Oh! To be in love, 
And never get out again. 

Oh! To be in love, 
And never get out again. 
Oh! To be in love, 
And never get out again. 
Oh! To be in love, 
And never get out again.

 

L'amour looks something like you
(Written by Kate Bush) 

You came out of the night, 
Wearing a mask in white colour. 
My eyes were shining 
On the wine, and your aura. 
All in order, we move into the boudoir, 
But too soon the morning has resumed. 

I'm hanging on the Old Goose Moon. 
You look like an angel, 
Sleeping it off at a station. 
Were you only passing through? 

I'm dying for you just to touch me, 
And feel all the energy rushing right up-a-me. 
L'amour looks something like you. 

The thought of you sends me shivery. 
I'm dressed in lace, sailing down a black reverie. 
My heart is thrown 
To the pebbles and the boatmen. 
All the time I find I'm living in that evening, 
With that feeling of sticky love inside. 

I'm hanging on the Old Goose Moon. 
You look like an angel, 
Sleeping it off at a station. 
Were you only passing through? 

I'm dying for you just to touch me, 
And feel all the energy rushing right up-a-me. 
L'amour looks something like you.

 

Them heavy people
(Written by Kate Bush) 

Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me. 
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me. 

They arrived at an inconvenient time. 
I was hiding in a room in my mind. 
They made me look at myself. I saw it well. 
I'd shut the people out of my life. 

So now I take the opportunities: 
Wonderful teachers ready to teach me. 
I must work on my mind. For now I realise: 
Everyone of us has a heaven inside. 

Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot. 
Them heavy people help me. 
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot. 
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me. 

They open doorways that I thought were shut for good. 
They read me Gurdjieff and Jesu. 
They build up my body, break me emotionally. 
It's nearly killing me, but what a lovely feeling! 

I love the whirling of the dervishes. 
I love the beauty of rare innocence. 
You don't need no crystal ball, 
Don't fall for a magic wand. 
We humans got it all, we perform the miracles. 

Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot. 
Them heavy people help me. 
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot. 
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me. 
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me. 
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball...

 

Room for the life
 (Written by Kate Bush) 

Hey there, you lady in tears, 
Do you think that they care if they're real, woman? 
They just take it as part of the deal. 
Lost in your men and the games you play. 
Trying to prove that you're better, woman. 
But you needn't get heavy with them. 
Like it or not, we were built tough, 
Because we're woman. 

No, we never die for long, 
While we've got that little life 
To live for, where it's hid inside. 
No, we never die for long, 
Oh! Woman, two in one, 

There's room for a life in your womb, woman, 
Inside of you can be two, woman, 
There's room for a life in your womb, woman, 
Mama woman, aha! 

Night after night in the quiet house, 
Plaiting her hair by the fire, woman, 
With no lover to free her desire, 
How long do you think she can stick it out? 
How long do you think before she'll go out, woman? 
Hey! Get up on your feet and go get it, now. 
Like it or not, we keep bouncing back, 
Because we're woman. 

No, we never die for long, 
While we've got that little life 
To live for, where it's hid inside. 
Oh! Woman, two in one, 

There's room for a life in your womb, woman, 
Inside of you can be two, woman, 
There's room for a life in your womb, woman, 
Mama woman, aha! 

A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha! 
A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha! 
Oh, mama-woman, two-in-a-one, aha! 
Oh, two in one, aha! 
Oh, woman! Woman! Woman! Woman! 
There's room for a life in your womb! 
There's room for a life in your womb! 
Two in one, aha! 
Two in one! Two in one! Two in one! 
Room for a life in your womb.

 

The kick inside
  (Written by Kate Bush) 

I've pulled down my lace and the chintz. 
Oh, do you know you have the face of a genius? 
I'll send your love to Zeus. 
Oh, by the time you read this, 
I'll be well in touch. 

I'm giving it all in a moment or two. 
I'm giving it all in a moment, for you. 
I'm giving it all, giving it, giving it. 
This kicking here inside 
Makes me leave you behind. 
No more under the quilt 
To keep you warm. 
Your sister I was born. 
You must lose me like an arrow, 
Shot into the killer storm. 

You and me on the bobbing knee. 
Didn't we cry at that old mythology he'd read! 
I will come home again, but not until 
The sun and the moon meet on yon hill. 

I'm giving it all in a moment or two. 
I'm giving it all in a moment, for you. 
I'm giving it all, giving it, giving it. 
This kicking here inside 
Makes me leave you behind. 
No more under the quilt 
To keep you warm. 
Your sister I was born. 
You must lose me like an arrow, 
Shot into the killer storm.

 

 All songs published by EMI / Kate Bush