'
They Are All In Love' 'is the lightest and prettiest song on the album, but beneath the nice tune it again speaks of disillusionment and cynicism, with a melodious Roger and gentle piano disguising bitter sentiments about the music business
Initially Roger refused to sing this song until Pete '
clarified certain aspects of it'
Pete:
"Punks didn't mean what it does today. Punks is what I used to call the New York fans who used to try and get you by the ears and pin you down and take you home in a cardboard box. The song was about what the band had become. It was about money, about law courts, about lawyers and accountants. Those things had never mattered and the band had a backlog of tax problems and unpaid royalties. We had to deal with it. I really felt like crawling off and dying"
"Where do you walk on sunny times
When the rivers gleam and the buildings shine
How do you feel goin' up hallowed halls
And the summer clothes brighten gloomy halls
And they're all in love
And they're all in love
Where do you fit in zzzzip magazine
Where the past is the hero and the present a queen
Just tell me right now where do you fit in
With mud in your eye and a passion for gin
And they're all in love
And they're all in love
Hey, goodbye all you punks; stay young and stay high
Hand me my checkbook and I'll crawl out to die
But like a woman in childbirth grown ugly in a flash
I'm seen magic and fame now I'm recycling trash
And they're all in love
And they're all in love
And they're all in love
And they're all in love"
'
Blue Red And Grey' is an utterly charming song in which Pete accompanies himself on a ukulele unsupported by the rest of the band. He declaims the millionaire lifestyle, in favour of the virtues of a simple life. An uncomplicated melody is performed with a tongue-in-cheek sincerity
John is featured on brass playing his own silver band arrangement. A group version of the song was also recorded but unfortunately the tapes of this have long gone missing and so it has never been released
Pete:
"[Producer] Glyn Johns wanted it on the album. I cringed when he picked it. He heard it on a cassette and said, 'What's that?' I said, 'Nothing.' He said, 'No. Play it.' I said, 'Really, it's nothing. Just me playing a ukulele.' But he insisted on doing it. I said, 'What? That f*cking thing? Here's me wanting to commit suicide and you're going to put that thing on the record?
"Some people seem so obsessed with the morning
Get up early just to watch the sun rise
Some people like it more when there's fire in the sky
Worship the sun when it's high
Some people go for those sultry evenings
Sipping cocktails in the blue, red and grey
But I like every minute of the day
I like every second, so long as you are on my mind
Every moment has its special charm
It's all right when you're around, rain or shine
I know a crowd who only live after midnight
Their faces always seem so pale
And then there's friends of mine who must have sunlight
They say a suntan never fails
I know a man who works the night shift
He's lucky to get a job and some pay
And I like every minute of the day
I dig every second
I can laugh in the snow and rain
I get a buzz from being cold and wet
The pleasure seems to balance out the pain
And so you see that I'm completely crazy
I even shun the south of France
The people on the hill, they say I'm lazy
But when they sleep, I sing and dance
Some people have to have the sultry evenings
Cocktails in the blue, red and grey
But I like every minute of the day
I like every minute of the day"