I'd like to thank the Beatles for lending us their stadium

HTMLized by Carlo Bolchini.
This is not actually a legitimate release, but a (double) vinyl bootleg. This bootleg has a fold out cover and on the inside are written all the words said by the Police during the show, not only the lirics. Typos aren't (hopefully) mine.
The Police played at the Shea Stadium, in NY, on Aug. 18, 1983.

Red Side

Green Side

Yellow Side

Blue Side


All music and lyrics by Sting, except where noted otherwise.

Intro / Synchronicity I

Voices inside my head
Echoes, the things that you said

Hello New York; are you wet ?
This is called Synchronicity

1-2-3

With one breath, with one flow,
You will know
Synchronicity.

A sleep trance, a dream dance,
A shared romance,
Synchronicity.

A connecting principle
Almost imperceptible
Science insusceptible
Casually connectible

If we share this nightmare,
We can dream,
Spiritus mundi.

If you act as you think,
The missing link
Synchronicity.

We know you, they know me,
Extrasensory,
Synchronicity.

A star fall, a phone call,
It joins all,
Synchronicity.

It's so deep, it's so wide,
Your inside
Synchronicity.

Effect without a cause,
Sub-atomic laws, scientific pause
Synchronicity...
Synchronicity II
70000 people should sing like this
Yohoo; louder!

Another suburban family morning
Grand mother screaming at the wall

We have to shout above the din of our rice crispies
We can't hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her suicides are fake,

Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that me can fake
Many miles away something crawls thru the slime
At the bottom of a dark scottish lake.
Walking in your footsteps
Fifty millions years ago
You walked upon the planet so,
Lord of all that you could see
Just a little bit like me

Walking in your footsteps
Walking in your footsteps

Hey Mr. dinosaur you really couldn't ask for more
You were God's favourite creature, but you didn't have a future.

Walking in your footsteps
Walking in your footsteps

Hey mighty brontosaurus don't you have a lesson for us
You thought your rule would always last
There were no lessons in your past.
You were built three stories high
They say you would not hurt a fly
If we explode the atom bomb would they say that we were dumb.

Walking in your footsteps
Walking in your footsteps

They say the meek shall inherit the earth

If he's had instinction
To laugh at our estinction
But you really have to think hard
When you're walking in your graveyard

Fifty millions years ago
They walked upon the planet so
They live in a museum
It's the only place you'll see um.

Walking in your footsteps
Walking in your footsteps
Message in a bottle
Yohoo - just a castaway
An island lost at sea-o
Another lonely day
With no one here but me-o
More loneliness than any man could bear
Rescue me before zzzzi fall into despair-o

I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle

A year has passed since I wrote my note
I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life
But love can break your heart

Repeat chorus; let's hear you New York! come on!

Walked out this morning
I don't believe what I saw
A hundred billions bottles

Washed up on the shore
Seems like I'm not alone in being alone
A hundred billion castaways
Looking for a home

Repeat chorus

What do you say ?
Sendin' out an S.O.S. come on!
Sendin' out an S.O.S. come on!
Sendin' out an S.O.S.

Thank you! can you imagine,
Can you imagine what this feels like ?
Who can see the moon ? Look! 1-2-3
Walking on the moon
Giant steps are what you take
Walking on the moon
I hope my legs don't break
Walking on the moon
We could walk forever
Walking on the moon
We could be together walking on,
Walking on the moon

Walking back from your house
Walking on the moon
Walking back from your house
Walking on the moon

Feet that hardly touch the ground
Walking on the moon
My feet don't hardly make no sound
Walking on walking on the moon

Some may say
I'm wishing my days away
No way
And if it's the price I pay
Some say
Tomorrow's another day
You'll stay
I may as well play

Walking on the moon
Oh yooho yooho
Come on! just you!
Yoyoyoho; yoyoyoho

Thank you!
This is 70.000 people again
This song is called: o my God
Oh my God
Everyone I know is lonely
And God's so far away,
And my heart belongs to no one
So now sometimes I pray
Take the space between us
Fill it up some ways
Take the space between us
Fill it up fill it up.

O my God you take the biscuit
Treating me this way
expecting me to treat you well
No matter what you say
How I can turn the other check
It's black and bruised and torn
I've been waiting since the day that I was born
Fill it up...

The fat man in his garden
The thin man at his gate
My God you must be sleeping
Wake up it's much too late

Take the space between us fill it up some ways
Take the space between us
Fill it up...
Dedododo dedadada
Don't think me unkind
Words are hard to find
They're only cheques I've left unsigned

The banks of chaos in my mind
And when their eloquence escapes me
Their logic ties me up and rapes me

De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
Their innocence will pull me through
De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
The miningless and all that's true

Poets, priests and politicians,
Have words to thank for their positions, yoo
Words that scream for your submission,
No one's jamming their transmission,
When their eloquence escapes you.
Their logic ties you up and rapes you

De do do do...

Yoo oho yoo

Thank you, very good
Very, very, very good

This song, this song is called
Wrapped around your finger
Wrapped around your finger
You consider me the young apprentice
Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes,
Hypnotised by you if I should linger
Staring at the ring around your finger
I have only come here seeking knowledge
Things they would teach me of in college
I can see the destiny you sold
Turned into a shining band of gold

I'll be wrapped around your finger
I'll be wrapped around your finger
Yoo oho; wrapp'd; wrapp'd

Mephistopheles is only a name
I know what you're up to just the same
I will listen hard to your tuition
You will see it come to its fruition

Ooh I'll be wrapped around your finger
I'll be wrapped around your finger
Yoo oho; wrapp'd around it; wrapp'd;
Wrapp'd around your finger

Devil and the deep blue sea behind me
Vanish in the air you'll never find me
I will turn your face to alabaster
When you will find your servant is your master,

Ooh you'll be wrapped around my finger
Tea in the Sahara
My sister and I
Have one wish before we die
And it may sound strange
As if our minds are deranged
Please don't ask us why,
beneath the sheltering sky
We have this strange obsession
You have the means in your possession

Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you

The young man agreed
He would satisfy their need
So they danced for his pleasure
With a Joy you could not measure
They would wait for him here
The same place every year
Beneath the sheltering sky
Across the desert he would fly

Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you

The sky turned to black
Would he ever come back
They would climb a high dune
They would pray to the moon
But he'd never return
So the sister would burn
As their eyes searched the land
With their cups still full of sand

Tea in the Sahara with you
Spirits in the material world
We're spirits in the material world

There is no political solution
To our troubled evolution, yee
I've no faith in constitution
There is no bloody revolution, yee

We are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world

Our so-called leaders speak, ha!
With words they try to jail ya
They subjugate the meek
But it's the rethoric of failure

We are spirits in the material world...
Yo hee...

Were does the answer lie
Living from day to day
If there's something we can't buy, come on!
There must be another day
We are spirits in the material world...
Hole in my life
Follow me! yeah! yeah! yeah!

There's a hole
In my life
Shadow in my heart
Is tearing me apart
Or maybe is just something in my stars

There's a hole, yeah!
In my life, yeah!

I'll be a happy man
I try the best I can
Or maybe I'm just looking fot too much

There's something missing from my life
Cuts me open like a knife
I feel so vulnerable
I have this disease
I shake like an incurable
God help me please, ooh.

There's a hole yeh!
In my life yeh!

C'mon hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back no more
No more, nomore, no more!

Oh woman, oh woman
How could you be so neat
She's really the woman I ever deceived
I guess that if you say so
I have to pack my bags and go!

There's a hole, yeh!
In my life yeh!

All right; one more;
Just one more; please
Just one more
King of pain
Brilliant!
There's a little black spot on the sun today
(That's my soul up there)
It's the same old thing as yesterday
(That's my soul up there)
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
(That's my soul up there)
There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop
(That's my soul up there)

I have stood here before, inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running round my brain
I guess I always thought that you could end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a fossil that's trapped in a high cliff wall
There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall
There's a blue whale beached by a springtide's ebb
There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web

There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out
There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt
There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread

There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack
There's a black winged gull with a broken back
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday

That's my soul up there...

I'll alway be the king of pain

Thank you! We're going for some tea,
Don't move; I promise.
Every breath you take
Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take

I'll be watching you

Every single day
Every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay

I'll be watching you

Oh can't you see
You belong to me
How my poor heart aches
With every step you take

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake

I'll be watching you

Since you've gone I been lost without a trace
I dream at night I can only see your face
I look around but it's you I can't replace
I feel so cold and I long for your embrace
I keep crying baby, baby, please.

I'll be watching you...

Thank you!

The first, the first time I came to New York City, I got off
The airplane and they drove us to the baldry, and
I thought I was in hell, and they took us to the
CBGB's then we came back and we played the
Bottom Line, we played the Ritz and the Palladium
Then we kept getting more and more famous, and our
Records were selling more, and we played the
Madison Square Garden; twice! and now we are
Here! Makes you think, doesn't it ?
Murder by numbers
Once that you've decided on a killing
First you make a stone of your heart
And if you find that your hands are still willing
Than you can turn a murder into art.

There really isn't any need for bloodshed
You just do it with a little more finesse
If you can slip a tablet into someone's coffee.
It than avoids an awful lot of mess.

Because it's murder by numbers 1-2-3
It's as easy to learn as your A-B-C...

Now if you got a taste for this experience,
And you've flushed with your very first success
Then you must try a twosome or a threesome
And you'll find your conscience bothers you much less

Because murder is like anything you take to
It's a habit forming need for more and more
You can bump off every member of your family
And anybody else you find a bore

Because it's murder by numbers 1-2-3
It's as easy to learn as your A-B-C...

Now you can join the ranks of the illustrious
In history's great dark hall of fame
'Cause all our greatest killers were industrious
At least the ones that we all know by name.

But you can reach the top of this profession
If you become the leader of the land
For murder is the sport of the elected
And you don't need to lift a finger of your hand

Because it's murder by numbers 1-2-3
It's as easy to learn as your A-B-C-D-E

Thank you 1-2-3; yeeh, yeeh.

It's very dark up here; so dark!
Roxanne
Roxanne,
You don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne
You don't have to wear that dress tonight
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right

Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light

loved you since i knew ya
I wouldn't talk down to ya
Told you once, I won't tell you again
I won't share you with another boy
You know my mind is made up
So put away your make up
Told you once, I won't tell you again
It's a bad way

Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light...

Roxanne, put on the red light...

Yeh, mhm, mhm,
Ohoyoyoyo

Roxanne...

Oh boy as I said the first time, is like hell; this is the opposite;
this must be heaven! yeah!

I, I can't, I can't stand, I can't stand losing you
Can't stand losing you / Reggatta de blanc
Called you so many times to day
And I guess it's all true
What your girl friends say
That you don't ever want to see me again
And your brother's gonna kill me
And he's six foot ten
I guess you'd call it cowardice
But I'm not prepared to go on like this

I can't, I can't
I can't stand losing
I can't stand losing
I can't stand losing you...

See you've sent my letters back
And my lp records and they're all scratched
I can't see the point in another day
When nobody listens to a word I say
You can call it lack of confidence
But to carry on living doesn't make no sense

I can't, I can't
I can't stand losing
I can't stand losing
I can't stand losing you

Cha! cha! cha! cha!

Yoh, yah, yeeyoo, c'mon!
Yoh, yah, yeeyoo, c'mon!
Yeeyoo, yeeyoo yeeyoo

Where have you gone ?
I can't see you
Show me out there;
I can't see you.
All right New York City
Now is the time you have to prove
Yourself yet again! the Big Apple, aha!
I want you to sing,
I want you to sing so fucking loud
So fucking loud to hear you in New Jersey!
Ok, let's go! Just follow me
Yoohoo, and again yoohoo
Even louder: New Jersey here we come!!
Yoohoo one more time yoohoo
No problem, no problem, no problem
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

I guess this is our last goodbye
And you, don't care, so I won't cry
And you'll be sorry when I'm dead
And all this guilt will be on your head
You guess you'd call it suicide but
I'm too fool to swallow my pride
I can't stand losing you
I can't stand losing you...


1-2-3-4
So lonely
Oh someone told me yesterday
That when you throw your love away
You act as if you just don't care
You look as if you're going somewhere
But I just can't convince myself
I couldn't live with no one else
And I can only play that part
And sit and nurse my broken heart

So lonely so lonely so lonely...

Now, no one's knocked upon my door
For a thousand years or more
All made up and nowhere to go
Welcome to this one man show
Just take a seat the're always free
No surprise, no mistery
In this theatre that I call my soul
I always play the starring role

So lonely so lonely so lonely

Oh yeeh, oh yeeh
Oh, First of all, I'D LIKE TO THANK
THE BEATLES FOR LENDING US THEIR STADIUM

On the guitar Andy Summers
Our Backing vocalists,
On the drums Stewart Copeland

I feel so, I feel so low, I feel...
How could you feel lonely in the
Middle of 70,000 people ? It's a paradox!

I feel low, low, low
I feel so low
I feel so low, low, lonely
I feel I feel I feel
I feel so lonely
So lonely I feel so lonely...

Thank you! Good night!

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