I received this comment "I there, thank you for posting Trouble In The World. I kindly disagree with your comment about the production. At least as it concerns the version of the single that was released in France (different from the one you posted). The French version has additional synthesizers and, most importantly, female backing vocals. As you rightfully mentioned, these are probably some the darkest lyrics to ever appear on any single. When you contrast the chirpy vocals and happy synth with the darkness of the lyrics you get irony on steroids - which pretty summarizes Peter Perrett's and the Only Ones. As cool as 'space shuttles in my veins, I don't find it irritating...' You can hear the French version of the single here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p7Uj00x619c." I must say I agree with everything this visitor (named Waggy) says. And I'm quite guilty not to have posted the single version since I have it, and usually rip them to include the appropriate version in the file. Note that the synth + female backing vocals also featured on the UK version of the single (but not in the Spanish one, cos' yes, I even possess the Spanish one). And true, the version is much better than the flat one of the album. It's even a little faster. So, I changed my opinion and yes it's in this version a great song. I used the Youtube one (see below) since my ripping abilities are not very conclusive. I improved the sound quite a lot and now it can be heard in a (near) hi-fi level. So thanx to Waggy for driving my attention on my omission. Catch it here. For the "Your Chosen Life" lyrics, I must say these days I could made them mine about someone.
The 4th Only Ones single (actually there was an EP between the previous and this one, with "Out There In The Night" on A-side and "Peter and The Pets" / "Lovers Of Today" on B-side (ie., the 1st single), but no real interest to post it here since the A-side was from the Even Serpents Shine LP and the B-side songs were posted with the 1st single there). Released in November 1979, 5 months before their last album (Baby's Got A Gun), the A-side was intended to place the band in the wake of the new wave invasion (worst than crickets' one) with an appropriate production (due to Colin Thurston). Appropriate to the period maybe, but not to the Only Ones since it rather ruined the song, as it would ruin the album. More dramatically, it was in vain cos' the single was not a hit. Note that the lyrics are maybe the blackest, doomest and most desillusioned of the history of singles, not a good way to reach the pop market. I think that most of funeral doom bands could make Perrett's words them without any change. On the B-side, there was a song that would stay unissued on the album, and a long time non included on various compilations for unknown reasons. Too bad cos' "Your Chosen Life" is a good one and would have deserved to be on the album more than some weak ones that finally found the path to the LP. Lyrically, this time it's maybe one of the rudest words told to a girlfriend ever written with the final "... sudden revulsion to think my mouth touched your stinkin', filthy cunt". Not the usual new wave lyrics content. The cover sleeve of this single has a strange history. Actually, it had to be the picture of the band around the table with the crucifix on the wall, but for a reason not quite clear, CBS didn't like it and preferred the parody of the Doors album (even without the song title on it). Bad idea, the former was much better. A third one, totally ugly, with the band in front of a sort of stone carvern, was also often found. That's why I chose the crucifix to illustrate the post (what a surprise?).
Who do you think you are? You can't get away with The kind of things you're saying Must be something wrong with you Remember who you're talking to Nobody's ever treated me that way And escaped unharmed Escaped unharmed The first thing you learn Is people Aren't always half They all could be Go back to your chosen life You shouldn't venture this far I think your bluff lasted it now He opens his mouth And everybody falls to the floor Don't think I'm complaining I've got the feeling for what I hunt If there's a sudden revulsion To think my mouth touched your Stinkin', filthy cunt