Teenage Idols

Formed in the 1980s, The Teenage Idols set out to recreate the atmosphere of gigs in the ‘60s. Performing songs by Dik and Dave Bell, the band featured Dik: guitar/vocals; Dave Bell: bass/vocals; Colin Green: Hammond organ/vocals; Mickey Clark: drums.  The Teenage Idols played in pubs and other venues throughout the 1980s and released a 6-track cassette ‘Idol Moments’.
A selection of tracks are available for free download here, or for the true retro experience order the original cassette for just £5.00! Click the ‘@’ symbol to order.

Credits

THE TEENAGE IDOLS

Words / music:
Dave Bell & Dik Cadbury (All Rights Reserved)

Performers:
Dik Cadbury:  Guitar / Vocals
Dave Bell:  Bass / Vocals
Colin Green:  Keys / Vocals
Micky Clark:  Drums

Engineers:
Mick Dolan (Tracks 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 & 7)
Adrian Howgate (Tracks 1 & 8)

Remastered (2013):  Adrian Howgate (Studio Live)

Original Demos, Recorded at Millstream Recording Studio, Cheltenham. 1986

I COULD BE ANYTHING

I could be reading a book – I could be taking a look
I could be sat in the bath – I could be havin’ a laugh
I could be out on the street- I could be dead on my feet
I could be stuck in a queue – I could be waiting for you
I could be waiting for you – I could be anything

Watching – waiting – anticipating
(shoop – shoop – shoop – shoop)
Just imagine – me with you
Hoping – praying – you’ll be staying
(shoop – shoop – shoop – shoop)
Just imagine – me with you

I could be riding my bike – I could go just where I like
I could be driving my car – I wouldn’t get very far
I could be sat on a bus – I could be dreaming ‘bout us
I could be holding your hand
I could be making a stand
I could be waiting for you – I could be anything

Waiting – hoping- endlessly moping
(shoop – shoop – shoop – shoop)
Just imagine – me with you
Watching – praying – you’ll be staying
(shoop – shoop – shoop – shoop)
Just imagine – me with you

I could be mowing the lawn
I could be waitin’ ‘til dawn
I could be out on the town – I could be hangin’ around
I could be diggin’ a hole – I could be out on the dole
I could be drivin’ a tank – I could be robbin’ a bank

Reading a book – be anything
Taking a look – be anything
Sat in the bath – be anything
Havin’ a laugh – be anything
Out on the street – be anything
Dead on my feet – be anything
Stuck in a queue – be anything
Waiting for you – be anything
I could be waiting for you !

© Dave Bell/Dik Cadbury

OVER AND OUT

Over and out – over and out
There was never a doubt never a doubt
Yes it’s over and done over and done
Yes we’re through
Over and out – over and out
There was never a doubt never a doubt
Yes it’s over and done over and done
Me and you

[Edited out…!?!
The night we met I think I jumped for joy
You were the girl – I was the boy
I know the earth didn’t move
But what does that prove?
Everyone said we were the perfect match
We listened – there’s the 22nd catch
Now we don’t see anyone
To show them what they’ve done]

Over and out…

OK I’m feeling sorry for myself
But when we met you thought
That you were on the shelf
And now you want to be free
But where does that leave me?
With half a house and a funny valentine
Bleeding hearts and flowers saying you’d be mine
Love’s labour was surely lost on you
What am I going to do?

Over and out…

I can’t hide the pain that comes and goes
I try but everybody knows it shows
Now there’s only one way out
Goes to show there never was a doubt

What a nice day for ‘avin’ a breakdown…

No you don’t need to tell me who’s in town
No you don’t need to tell me who’s your clown

© Dave Bell/Dik Cadbury

LOVE AND HOW TO CURE IT

You’ve got the shivers and you’ve got the shakes
You think you can’t endure it
Well let me tell you baby you’re in love
And I know how to cure it

Why don’t you let me stay for the night
There’s nothing there in the dark
That isn’t there in the light
And if you’re scared I’ll be there by your side
But will you respect me in the morning

You’ve got the shivers…

We wanted each other right from the start
There’s nothing there in the eyes
That isn’t there in the heart
But if you’re scared we won’t even start
‘cos you won’t respect me in the morning

You’ve got the shivers…

You’re just a little bit lovesick
And girl I’ve got the remedy
Your heart is racing – your fever’s high
So baby come on over to me

Why don’t you let me stay for the night
There’s nothing there in the dark
That isn’t there in the light
And if you’re scared
I’ll be there by your side
But will you respect me in the morning?

You’ve got the shivers and you’ve got the shakes
You think you can’t endure it
But let me tell you baby you’re in love
And I know how to cure it
Yes I know how to cure it.

© Dave Bell/Dik Cadbury

PAPER ROUND

Paper round, paper round
I never let it get me down
All the dreams I never found
After the paper round

The day that Eddie Cochran died
I put the news through every door
What life and death meant to me then
I wasn’t really sure
But as I cycled round the city
I heard rock ‘n’ roll in every sound
I could have been a teenage idol
But I had – but I had a

Paper round, paper round …

I know that I daydreamed a lot
An invisible hand I held
Dreams like winning Wimbledon
And dating Tuesday Weld
To take Anne Digby to the pictures
Only cost me half a crown
And I’d have been Kirk Douglas
But I had – but I had a

Paper round, paper round …

Nothing I see convinces me
That the world’s not falling apart
I could tell you stories that would
Surely break your heart
They never taught me how to tell the lies
They never said I’d have to compromise
Just to get on without the

Paper round, paper round…

I’m too old to be a paper boy
Too young to be a lollypop man
I’ve got my shoulder to the wheel
And I’m doing what I can
But as the dreams hit heavy weather
And slowly ran aground
If you never got the grades
You can blame – you can blame that

Paper round, paper round …
After the paper – the
Paper round, paper round…
After the paper round.

© Dave Bell/Dik Cadbury

THE DAY THAT THE BABY DIED

The day that The Baby died
Nobody said a word
In the commissary and the parking lot
Not a single sound was heard
The day that The Baby died
If you didn’t have youth on your side
You took a train or you hitched a ride
The day The Baby died

Blame it all on Mama Jean – well who’s to say the truth
They are not long those days of wine
That’s the premium of youth
If what should be here tomorrow
Doesn’t make it past today
Give the people half a life, half the people turn away

The day that The Baby died
Nobody said a word
In the commissary and the parking lot
Not a single sound was heard
The day that The Baby died
If you didn’t have youth on your side
You took a train or you hitched a ride
The day The Baby died

With Mama, Paul and Marino she never had a chance
Harlow moves and Harlow sings
So let the people dance
What half the people know about her
She never wore no underwear
Give the people half a chance
Half the people just don’t care

If your life is easy you’ve got it more right than wrong
Give the people half a world
Half the people don’t belong – no no!

The day that The Baby died
Nobody said a word
In the commissary and the parking lot
Not a single sound was heard

Hollywood and heaven
There’s more than meets the eye
The dreams are bright and shining
When it’s time to say good bye
Take one last look at The Baby
The mother and the father
If at first you don’t succeed
You try a little harder – yeah yeah!

© Dave Bell/Dik Cadbury

MUSIC FOR MONEY

We play music for money – call it art for a joke
Used to call ourselves artists but we ended up broke
We used to be sensitive but now we’re just lazy
Don’t take it to heart it’ll just drive you crazy

Call us pop group or beat group we don’t give a damn
We’re not saying nothing you can’t understand
Too much sensitivity just gets out of hand
Call us jazz- funk- or soul group or rock and roll band

We play music for laughter and music for tears
And songs you’ve forgotten over the years
We used to be famous – that just gets in the way
So forget tomorrow and play for today

Call us pop group or beat group we don’t give a damn
We’re not saying nothing you can’t understand
Too much sensitivity just gets out of hand
Call us jazz- funk- or soul group or rock and roll band

Sha la la la la sing the song
(Music Music)
Music for money but not for long
(Music Music)

I’m too old to wear sequins and dress up like a clown
I’m not getting up if I’m getting you down
We just want to play so why don’t you stay
‘til daddy takes the t-bird away – hey hey hey?

Call us pop group or beat group we don’t give a damn
We’re not saying nothing you can’t understand
Too much sensitivity just gets out of hand
Call us jazz- funk- or soul group – or rock and roll band!

© Dave Bell/Dik Cadbury

HERE WE GO AGAIN

Here we go again – one more time again
Here we go again – one more time
Here we go again – one more time again
Here we go again – one more time

Get in the back of a Transit Van – do it all again
Haven’t been so happy since I can’t remember when
The only thing that’s different is
There aren’t so many girls
Tonight Nuneaton – and tomorrow the world

Get on the latest bandwagon – get back on the stage
Doing what we’ve always done
Just trying to be our age
I’m still in love with oysters
But I’m not in love with pearl
Tonight Nuneaton – and tomorrow the world

But this is England
And there’s nowhere in the world that’s quite the same
Though that’s neither good nor bad
Thinking only makes it seem that way
But the world doesn’t wag to a toe-tap tune
And if you think that you can change it
You might as well go shooting at the moon
With a paper dart!

Here we go again – one more time again
Here we go again – one more time
Here we go again – one more time again
Here we go again – one more time

All the ladies left behind all that years ago
Do you think they’ll remember me
And come and see the show
In Manchester was Mary
And in Southend there was Shirley
Tonight Nuneaton – and tomorrow the world

Get in the back of a Transit Van
Get in the back of a Transit Van
The only thing that’s different is
There aren’t so many girls
Tonight Nuneaton – and tomorrow the world
Tonight Nuneaton – and tomorrow the world
Tonight Nuneaton – and tomo-rrow the world

© Dave Bell/Dik Cadbury

DON’T IT MAKE YOU WANNA DANCE ALL NIGHT

Don’t it make you wanna dance all night
Get out of the shade – step into the light
Ain’t you scared of what you’ll find
Don’t it make you wanna change your mind?
Don’t it make you wanna dance all night
Get out of the shade – step into the light
Ain’t you scared of what you’ll find
Don’t it make you wanna change?

Lost in the funhouse believing in dreams
Nothing is ever the way it seems
Lost in the funhouse and circumstance
Why don’t you dance – come on and dance

Lost in the funhouse the music is loud
No use pretending to hide in the crowd
Lost in the funhouse for what it’s worth
(feeling like) Nothing on earth – Nothing on earth!

Don’t it make you wanna dance all night…

Lost in the funhouse day after day
Nothing is ever just as you say
Lost in the funhouse and circumstance
Why don’t you dance – come on and dance

Don’t it make you wanna dance all night
Get out of the shade – step into the light
Ain’t you scared of what you’ll find
Don’t it make you wanna change your mind?
Don’t it make you wanna change your mi-i-i-ind?

© Dave Bell/Dik Cadbury