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Wuthering Heights (New Vocal) Cloudbusting The Man With The Child In His Eyes Breathing Wow Hounds Of Love
Running Up That Hill Army Dreamers Sat In Your Lap Experiment IV The Dreaming Babooshka
 
 
Wuthering Heights: Originally Released 11th January 1978; Reached No. 1; Written by Kate Bush; Originally Produced by Andrew Powell
Cloudbusting: Originally Released 14th October 1985; Reached No. 20; Written and Produced by Kate Bush
The Man With The Child In His Eyes: Originally Released 28th May 1978; Reached No. 6; Written by Kate Bush; Produced by Andrew Powell
Breathing: Originally Released 14th April 1980; Reached No. 16; Written by Kate Bush; Produced by Kate Bush & Jon Kelly
Wow: Originally Released 5th March 1979; Reached No. 14; Written by Kate Bush; Produced by Andrew Powell
Hounds Of Love: Originally Released 17th February 1986; Reached No. 18; Written and Produced by Kate Bush
Running Up That Hill: Originally Released 5th August 1985; Reached No. 3; Written and Produced by Kate Bush
Army Dreamers: Originally Released 22nd September 1980; Reached No. 16; Written by Kate Bush; Produced by Kate Bush & Jon Kelly
Sat In Your Lap: Originally Released 30th June 1981; Reached No. 11; Written and Produced by Kate Bush
Experiment IV: Originally Released 27th October 1986; Still' In Charts On Release Of Album; Written and Produced by Kate Bush
The Dreaming: Originally Released 26th July 1982; Reached No. 48; Written and Produced by Kate Bush
Babooshka: Originally Released 23rd June 1980; Reached No. 5; Written by Kate Bush; Produced by Kate Bush & Jon Kelly

THE ALBUMS:
The Kick Inside: Originally Released 17th February 1978; Reached No. 3
Lionheart: Originally Released 10th November 1978; Reached No. 6
Never For Ever: Originally Released 8th September 1980; Reached No. 1
The Dreaming: Originally Released 13th September 1982; Reached No. 3
Hounds Of Love: Originally Released 16th September 1985; Reached No. 1

Kate Bush: Live On Stage EP: Originally Released 3rd September 1979; Reached No. 10

The Single File: Originally Released 1st December 1983

ALSO AVAILABLE, THE VIDEOS:
THE SINGLE FILE; KATE: LIVE AT HAMMERSMITH ODEON and THE HAIR OF THE HOUND EP

Many thanks to Del, Ma & Pa, Paddy & John
and special thanks to everyone who's been involved in the albums
and also to David Munns, Tina Earnshaw, Ken Townsend & Hilary Walker

Cut by Ian Cooper
Cover Photography: John Carder Bush
Hair: Anthony Yacomine
Make-Up: Sue Adams
Design: Bill Smith Studio

All Songs Kate Bush Music Ltd. / EMI Music Publishing Ltd.

Tracks 4, 8 And 12 (P) 1980 Original Sound Recordings Made By EMI Records Limited
Tracks 3 and 5 (P) 1978 Original Sound Recordings Made By EMI Records Limited
Tracks 2, 6 and 7 (P) 1985 Original Sound Recordings Made By Novercia Limited Under Exclusive Licence To EMI Records Limited
Track 9 (P) 1981 Original Sound Recordings Made By Novercia Limited Under Exclusive Licence To EMI Records Limited
Track 11 (P) 1982 Original Sound Recordings Made By Novercia Limited Under Exclusive Licence To EMI Records Limited
Tracks 1 and 10 (P) 1986 Original Sound Recordings Made By Novercia Limited Under Exclusive Licence To EMI Records Limited
This Compilation (P) 1986 EMI Records Limited / Novercia Limited. 1986 Novercia Limited Under Exclusive Licence To EMI Records Limited
 
 

 
Wuthering heights (New Vocal)
(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!

 

Cloudbusting
 (Written by Kate Bush) 

I still dream of Orgonon. 
I wake up crying. 
You're making rain, 
And you're just in reach, 
When you and sleep escape me.

You're like my yo-yo 
That glowed in the dark. 
What made it special 
Made it dangerous, 
So I bury it 
And forget.

But every time it rains, 
You're here in my head, 
Like the sun coming out-- 
Ooh, I just know that something good is going to happen. 
And I don't know when, 
But just saying it could even make it happen.

On top of the world, 
Looking over the edge, 
You could see them coming. 
You looked too small 
In their big, black car, 
To be a threat to the men in power.

I hid my yo-yo 
In the garden. 
I can't hide you 
From the government. 
Oh, God, Daddy-- 
I won't forget,

'Cause every time it rains, 
You're here in my head, 
Like the sun coming out-- 
Ooh, I just know that something good is going to happen. 
And I don't know when, 
But just saying it could even make it happen.

The sun's coming out. 
Your son's coming out.

 

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.

 

Breathing
(Written by Kate Bush) 

Outside 
Gets inside 
Through her skin. 
I've been out before 
But this time it's much safer in.

Last night in the sky, 
Such a bright light. 
My radar send me danger 
But my instincts tell me to keep

Breathing, 
("Out, in, out, in, out, in...")
Breathing, 
Breathing my mother in, 
Breathing my beloved in, 
Breathing, 
Breathing her nicotine, 
Breathing, 
Breathing the fall-out in, 
Out in, out in, out in, out in.

We've lost our chance. 
We're the first and the last, ooh, 
After the blast. 
Chips of Plutonium 
Are twinkling in every lung.

I love my 
Beloved, ooh, 
All and everywhere, 
Only the fools blew it. 
You and me 
Knew life itself is

Breathing, 
("Out, in, out, in, out...")
Breathing, 
Breathing my mother in, 
Breathing my beloved in, 
Breathing, 
Breathing her nicotine, 
Breathing, 
Breathing the fall-out in, 
Out in, out in, out in, out in, 
Out in, out in, out in, out... 
("Out!") 

("Out!")

"In point of fact it is possible to tell the
difference between a small nuclear explosion and 
a large one by a very simple method. The calling 
card of a nuclear bomb is the blinding flash that 
is far more dazzling than any light on earth--brighter 
even than the sun itself--and it is by the duration 
of this flash that we are able to determine the size
("What are we going to do without?") 
of the weapon. After the flash a fireball can be 
seen to rise, sucking up under it the debris, dust 
and living things around the area of the explosion, 
and as this ascends, it soon becomes recognisable 
as the familiar "mushroom cloud". As a demonstration 
of the flash duration test let's try and count the 
number of seconds for the flash emitted by a very 
small bomb; then a more substantial, medium-sized 
bomb; and finally, one of our very powerful, 
"high-yield" bombs"


"What are we going to do without?" 
Ooh please! 
"What are we going to do without?" 
Let me breathe! 
"What are we going to do without?" 
Ooh, Quick! 
"We are all going to die without!" 
Breathe in deep! 
"What are we going to die without?" 
Leave me something to breathe! 
"We are all going to die without!" 
Oh, leave me something to breathe! 
"What are we going to do without?" 
Oh, God, please leave us something to breathe!" 
"We are all going to die without 
Oh, life is--Breathing.

 

W o w
 (Written by Kate Bush) 

Emily... 

We're all alone on the stage tonight. 
We've been told we're not afraid of you. 
We know all our lines so well, uh-huh. 
We've said them so many times: 
Time and time again, 
Line and line again. 

Ooh, yeah, you're amazing! 
We think you're incredible. 
You say we're fantastic, 
But still we don't head the bill. 

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Unbelievable! 
Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Unbelievable! 

When the actor reaches his death, 
You know it's not for real. He just holds his breath. 
But he always dives too soon, too fast to save himself. 

He'll never make the screen. 
He'll never make the 'Sweeney', 
Be that movie queen. 
He's too busy hitting the vaseline. 

Ooh, yeah, you're amazing! 
We think you are really cool. 
We'd give you a part, my love, 
But you'd have to play the fool. 

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Unbelievable! 
Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Unbelievable! 

We're all alone on the stage tonight. 
We're all alone, 
On the stage, 
Tonight.

 

Hounds of love
 (Written by Kate Bush) 

"It's in the trees! 
It's coming!"
 

When I was a child: 
Running in the night, 
Afraid of what might be 

Hiding in the dark, 
Hiding in the street, 
And of what was following me... 

Now hounds of love are hunting. 
I've always been a coward, 
And I don't know what's good for me. 

Here I go! 
It's coming for me through the trees. 
Help me, someone! 
Help me, please! 

Take my shoes off, 
And throw them in the lake, 
And I'll be 
Two steps on the water. 

I found a fox 
Caught by dogs. 
He let me take him in my hands. 

His little heart, 
It beats so fast, 
And I'm ashamed of running away 

From nothing real-- 
I just can't deal with this, 
But I'm still afraid to be there, 

Among your hounds of love, 
And feel your arms surround me. 
I've always been a coward, 
And never know what's good for me. 

Oh, here I go! 
Don't let me go! 
Hold me down! 
It's coming for me through the trees. 
Help me, darling, 
Help me, please! 

Take my shoes off 
And throw them in the lake, 
And I'll be 
Two steps on the water. 

I don't know what's good for me. 
I don't know what's good for me. 
I need your love love love love love, yeah! 
Your love! 

Take your shoes off 
And throw them in the lake! 

Do you know what I really need? 
Do you know what I really need? 
I need love love love love love, yeah!

 

Running up that hill
(Written by Kate Bush) 

It doesn't hurt me. 
Do you want to feel how it feels? 
Do you want to know that it doesn't hurt me? 
Do you want to hear about the deal that I'm making? 
You, it's you and me. 

And if I only could, 
I'd make a deal with God, 
And I'd get him to swap our places, 
Be running up that road, 
Be running up that hill, 
Be running up that building. 
If I only could, oh... 

You don't want to hurt me, 
But see how deep the bullet lies. 
Unaware I'm tearing you asunder. 
Ooh, there is thunder in our hearts. 

Is there so much hate for the ones we love? 
Tell me, we both matter, don't we? 
You, it's you and me. 
It's you and me won't be unhappy. 

And if I only could, 
I'd make a deal with God, 
And I'd get him to swap our places, 
Be running up that road, 
Be running up that hill, 
Be running up that building, 
Say, if I only could, oh... 

You, 
It's you and me, 
It's you and me won't be unhappy. 

"C'mon, baby, c'mon darling, 
Let me steal this moment from you now. 
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling, 
Let's exchange the experience, oh..." 

And if I only could, 
I'd make a deal with God, 
And I'd get him to swap our places, 
Be running up that road, 
Be running up that hill, 
With no problems. 

And if I only could, 
I'd make a deal with God, 
And I'd get him to swap our places, 
Be running up that road, 
Be running up that hill, 
With no problems. 

And if I only could, 
I'd make a deal with God, 
And I'd get him to swap our places, 
Be running up that road, 
Be running up that hill, 
With no problems. 

If I only could 
Be running up that hill 
With no problems... 

"If I only could, I'd be running up that hill. 
If I only could, I'd be running up that hill."

 

Army dreamers
 (Written by Kate Bush) 

"B.F.P.O.*" 
Army dreamers. 
"Mammy's hero." 
"B.F.P.O." 
"Mammy's hero."

Our little army boy 
Is coming home from B.F.P.O. 
I've a bunch of purple flowers 
To decorate a mammy's hero.

Mourning in the aerodrome, 
The weather warmer, he is colder. 
Four men in uniform 
To carry home my little soldier.

"What could he do? 
Should have been a rock star."
But he didn't have the money for a guitar. 
"What could he do? 
Should have been a politician."
But he never had a proper education. 
"What could he do? 
Should have been a father."
But he never even made it to his twenties. 
What a waste -- 
Army dreamers. 
Ooh, what a waste of 
Army dreamers.

Tears o'er a tin box. 
Oh, Jesus Christ, he wasn't to know, 
Like a chicken with a fox, 
He couldn't win the war with ego.

Give the kid the pick of pips, 
And give him all your stripes and ribbons. 
Now he's sitting in his hole, 
He might as well have buttons and bows.

"What could he do? 
Should have been a rock star."
But he didn't have the money for a guitar. 
"What could he do? 
Should have been a politician."
But he never had a proper education. 
"What could he do? 
Should have been a father."
But he never even made it to his twenties. 
What a waste -- 
Army dreamers. 
Ooh, what a waste of 
Army dreamers. 
Ooh, what a waste of all that 
Army dreamers, 
Army dreamers, 
Army dreamers, oh...

("B.F.P.O.")
Did-n-did-n-did-n-dum... 
Army dreamers. 
Did-n-did-n-did-n-dum... 
("Mammy's hero.") 
("B.F.P.O.")
Army Dreamers. 
("Mammy's hero.") 
("B.F.P.O.")
No harm heroes. 
("Mammy's hero.") 
("B.F.P.O.")
Army dreamers. 
("Mammy's hero.") 
("B.F.P.O.")
No harm heroes.

[*--"B.F.P.O.": British Forces Posted Overseas.]

 

Sat in your lap
 (Written by Kate Bush) 

I see the people working, 
And see it working for them. 
And so I want to join in, 
But then I find it hurts me. 

Some say that knowledge is something sat in your lap. 
Some say that knowledge is something that you never have. 

I see the people happy, 
So can it happen for me? 
'Cause when I am unhappy, 
There's nothing that can move me. 

Some say that knowledge is something that you never have. 
Some say that knowledge is something sat in your lap. 
Some say that heaven is hell. 
Some say that hell is heaven. 

I must admit, just when I think I'm king, 
(I just begin.) 
Just when I think I'm king, I must admit, 
(I just begin.) 
Just when I think I'm king, 
(I just begin.) 

I've been doing it for years. 
My goal is moving near. 
It says, "Look! I'm over here." 
Then it up and disappears. 

Some say that knowledge is something sat in your lap. 
Some say that knowledge is ho-ho-ho-ho. 

I want to be a lawyer. 
I want to be a scholar. 
But I really can't be bothered. 
Ooh, just gimme it quick, gimme it, gimme gimme gimme gimme! 

Some say that knowledge is ho ho ho. 
Some say that knowledge is ho ho ho. 
Some say that heaven is hell. 
Some say that hell is heaven. 

I must admit, just when I think I'm king, 
(I just begin.) 
Just when I think I'm king, I must admit, 
(I just begin.) 
Just when I think everything's going great, 
(I just begin,) 
Hey, I get the break, 
Hey, I'm gonna take it all-- 
(I just begin.) 
When I'm king-- 
(-- just begin.) 

In my dome of ivory, 
A home of activity, 
I want the answers quickly, 
But I don't have no energy. 

I hold a cup of wisdom, 
But there is nothing within. 
My cup, she never overfloweth, 
And 'tis I that moan- and groaneth. 

Some grey and white matter, 
"Give me the karma, mama!" 
I'm coming up the ladder, 
"A jet to Mecca," 
I'm coming up the ladder, 
"Tibet or Jeddah, 
Up the ladder... 
"To Salisbury, 
A monastery, 
The longest journey, 
Across the desert, 
Across the weather, 
Across the elements, 
Across the water!"

 

Experiment IV
(Written by Kate Bush)

We were working secretly for the Military
Our experiment in sound
Was nearly ready to begin
We only know in theory what we are doing
Music made for pleasure
Music made to thrill
It was music we were making here until

They told us all they wanted was a sound
That could kill someone from a distance
So we go ahead
And the meters are over in the red
It's a mistake in the making

From the painful cries of mothers to
The terrifying scream
We recorded it and put it into our machine

But they told us all they wanted was a sound
That could kill someone from a distance
So we go ahead
And the meters are over in the red
It's a mistake in the making

It could feel like falling in love
It could feel so bad
But it could feel so good
It could sing you to sleep
But that dream is your enemy

We won't be there to be blamed
We won't be there to snitch
I just pray
That someone there can hit the switch

But they told us all they wanted was a sound
That could kill someone from a distance
So we go ahead and
The meters are over in the red
It's a mistake we have made

Uuh, uuh, uuh, uuh
And the public are warned to stay off

 

The dreaming
 (Written by Kate Bush)

'Bang!' goes another kanga
On the bonnet of the van.
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
Many an Aborigine's mistaken for a tree
'Til you near him on the motorway
And the tree begin to breathe.
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land." 

("Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha")

Coming in with the golden light
In the morning.
Coming in with the golden light
Is the New Man.
Coming in with the golden light
Is my dented van. 

Woomera.

"Dree-ee-ee-ee-ee-
A-a-a-a-a-
M-m-m-m-m-
Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-
I-i-i-i-i-
Me-me-me-me-me," 

"Dree-ee-ee-ee-ee-"
Woomera.
"A-a-a-a-a-
M-m-m-m-m-
Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-
I-i-i-i-i-
Me-me-me-me-me. 

"Dree-ee-ee-ee-ee-
A-a-a-a-a-
M-m-m-m-m-
Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-" 

The civilised keep alive
The territorial war.
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
Erase the race that claim the place
And say we dig for ore,
Or dangle devils in a bottle
And push them from the Pull of the Bush.
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
You find them in the road.
"See the light bounce off the rocks to the sand."
In the road. 

Coming in with the golden light
In the morning.
Coming in with the golden light
With no warning.
Coming in with the golden light
We bring in the rigging.
Dig, dig, dig, dig away. 

"Dree-ee-ee-ee-ee-
A-a-a-a-a-
M-m-m-m-m-
Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-
I-i-i-i-i-
Me-me-me-me-me," 

"Dree-ee-ee-ee-ee-"
Woomera.
"A-a-a-a-a-
M-m-m-m-m-
Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-
I-i-i-i-i-
Me-me-me," 

"Dree-ee-ee-ee-ee-
A-a-a-a-a-
M-m-m-m-m-"
Woomera.
"Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-
I-i-i-i-i-
Me-me-me-me-me," 

"Dree-ee-ee-ee-ee-
A-a-a-a-a-
M-m-m-m-m-
Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-
I-i-i-i-i-"
Woomera.
"Me-me-me-me-me." 

Ma-ma-many an Aborigine's mistaken for a tree
("La, la, oo-ooh!")
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
You near him on the motorway
And the tree begin to breathe.
Erase the race that claim the place
And say we dig for ore.
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
Dangle devils in a bottle
And push them from the Pull of the Bush.
"See the sun set in the hand of the man." 

"Bang!" goes another kanga
On the bonnet of the van.
"See the light bounce off the rocks to the sand."
You find them in the road.
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
In the road.
"See the light."
("Push 'em from the")
Pull of the Bush.
"See the light bounce off the rocks to the sand."
("Push 'em from the")
Pull of the Bush.
"See the sun set in the hand of the man." 

("Oh, re mikayina!")

 

Babooshka
 (Written by Kate Bush) 

She wanted to test her husband. 
She knew exactly what to do: 
A pseudonym to fool him. 
She couldn't have made a worse move.

She sent him scented letters, 
And he received them with a strange delight. 
Just like his wife 
But how she was before the tears, 
And how she was before the years flew by, 
And how she was when she was beautiful. 
She signed the letter

"All yours, 
Babooshka, Babooshka, Babooshka-ya-ya! 
All yours, 
Babooshka, Babooshka, Babooshka-ya-ya!"

She wanted to take it further, 
So she arranged a place to go, 
To see if he 
Would fall for her incognito. 
And when he laid eyes on her, 
He got the feeling they had met before. 
Uncanny how she 
Reminds him of his little lady, 
Capacity to give him all he needs, 
Just like his wife before she freezed on him, 
Just like his wife when she was beautiful. 
He shouted out, "I'm

"All yours, 
Babooshka, Babooshka, Babooshka-ya-ya! 
All yours, 
Babooshka, Babooshka, Babooshka-ya-ya! 
All yours, 
Babooshka, Babooshka, Babooshka-ya-ya!"

 

 All songs by Kate Bush Music Ltd./EMI Music Publishing Ltd.