Only A Rumour
From a painted face to the barest flesh
And there's so much flesh, I don't think I can handle this
But people change and ride on aeroplanes
And that's Domestic Flight, I guess you hadn't thought of that But how I wish you'd close your eyes
Like I saw you close your eyes
And how I wish you'd lay your head on my shoulder
One time now... When I'm alone and I walk in the room
Well I'm terrified - I don't know what I'll find in there
But when I'm with people and they look my way
I could die of shame - they know what I'm thinking But I don't take it quite so hard these days
What can you ask of all this, anyway?
But how I wish they would not ask me that question I've tried to be silent and reasonable for so very long
But I never understood why people like you must have
Everything marked Right or Wrong. From a bedroom cell to this public hell
And there's so much talk I need to have another drink
I know it's mad for me to feel so sad
But I'm far from home and I need to have another drink And how I wish I knew for sure
How many years I had before
This state I'm in will put me under the ground I just stop short of calling out your name
The people round here would never believe me anyway
Life could never be the same... It's only a rumour - "What's this I hear about you and Susie?"
'Coz I don't want to know...
And I don't need to know...
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Sex And Travel
Having exhausted the initial stick of JB songs, I was obliged for the first time to write about my life as it was at the time. I think that now we had started to learn about actually creating recordings rather than just recording the sound of a bunch of pals fooling around. This one I'd actually defend at length if I had to.
We were all disappointed at the way this came out. The concert was great, but logistics prevented us from making anything much more than a glorified bootleg. Still, live albums are best as souvenirs anyway, so I guess some people regard it fondly. Lots of entertaining photos to look at anyway...
8 documented performances (click to explore)
1 (Pat Solo)
1 (Pat Solo)
1 (Pat Solo)
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If it was only a rumour
djbuege[at]-remove-gmail.com - Douglas Madison WI
21Feb2023 11:49 PM (216 days 14 hours ago)
I keep tearing up and pouring through my JBC library. A year and a half later and I find Pat walked on. I know I'd had a silent fear that he was going soon and I never dared to look for confirmation. Today, I turned one of my 8th graders on to "Domestic Animal" and "Only a Rumour" and I find out Pat's absconded with his amazing world view into the post-life. This is the song I always return to. It speaks to me as no other song in this world ever did. Pat once Sharpied on the wall of First Avenue: "US out of the alphabet." I'll miss you, Pat. I'll raise a Hacker-Pschorr to you soon!
okschuler[at]-remove-gmail.com - Carol in Lansing
6Apr2022 7:01 PM (1 year 172 days ago)
The answer to the question "how many years." Alas.
was released on CD
johnrobinson[at]-remove-grahamcrackers.com - John Robinson Plainfield, IL
11Jul2012 6:50 PM (11 years 78 days ago)
I've got it on the GLASS release Cat. no GLACD-009 Scandal in Bohemia/Sex & Travel.
Spectacular tune. Is it the same Susie from Fishcotheque?
jesusblood[at]-remove-hotmail.co.uk - Chris, Lancaster
17Dec2007 1:20 PM (15 years 287 days ago)
Love this song - hit on some of the chords (I think) many years ago, but could never get them all down - think the intro/verse is E7/A7 and the 'close your eyes' but is DM/DM7/D7/D6, but then the 'I've tried to be silent and reasonable...' bit? Can someone put me out of misery? Yeah, I know, a monkey should be able to work it out, but damn it, I'm not a monkey!
vinyl is degradable
edmund - bristol
11Dec2005 1:40 PM (17 years 293 days ago)
why oh why has the studio version of this wonderful song never appeared on CD ? (correct me if I'm wrong)
Give us an mp3 butchie !
megli[at]-remove-mindspring.com - Mike Egli
25Jul2003 11:11 AM (20 years 68 days ago)
This is one of my favorite JBC songs, and so few viewings and no comments... I always go for the sappy ones, this, Still and All, oh the anguish...
I know the railway bridge I'd jump from.