Lyrics
Why don't you face up to it
If I was you
I'd have a deck at your rooftop
If I was you
Up from the poles, drug from the hills
Into your present delectation
You simply cannot prove your fog-accenting notions
You cannot prove your ragged affectations
All of you with your pals in desperation
Easter Island profile and care from old inwardly chuckling
Chuckling inwardly
If I was you, I would not smile at present situations
If I was you, I'd never
If I was you, deck at the rooftop
If I was you, I'd never dig in the roof
Commentary
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The track is sometimes labelled “Black Door” on MP3 versions of the album.
Footnotes
Sources / Links
- The Annotated Fall: “Black Roof” [Archived]
- Ford, Simon (2003). Hip Priest: the story of Mark E Smith and The Fall. London: Quartet Books.
- Mackay, Tommy (2018). 40 Odd Years of The Fall. Place of publication unknown: Greg Moodie.
- Pringle, Steve (2022). You Must Get Them All: The Fall on Record. [paperback edition]. Pontefract: Route Publishing Ltd. [Online store]
- Smith, Mark E. (1985). The Fall Lyrik & Texte Von Mark E. Smith. In Deutsch & Englisch. With Drawings by Brix. Berlin: The Lough Press. [AKA The Orange Book. Available online in The Internet Archive]
- Smith, Mark E. (2008). vII. The Lough Press & AMarquisManipulationProductions. [AKA the Blue Lyrics Book]
- Smith Start, Brix (2016). The Rise, The Fall, and The Rise. London: Faber & Faber. [Text available online in archive.org]
- The Track Record: “Black Roof”
- Wolstencroft, Simon (2014). You Can Drum But You Can’t Hide: a memoir. Trowbridge: Strata Books. (2nd edition published by Route Publishing, 2017).
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