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It's one o'clock and time for lunch,
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench, I can always hear them talk. There's always been Ethel: "Jacob, wake up! You've got to tidy your room now." And then Mister Lewis: "Isn't it time that he was out on his own?" Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you! Keep them moving blades sharp... I know what I like, and I like what I know; getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show. Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said: "Listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you in the fire escape trade. Come up to town!" But I remebered a voice from the past; "Gambling only plays when you're winning" - I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure. Keep them moving blades sharp... I know what I like, and I like what I know; getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show. When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench, I can always hear them talk. Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk |
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Stagnation
Here today the red sky tells his tale, but the only listening eyes are mine There is peace amongst the hills, and the night will cover all my pride. Blessed are they who smile from bodies free, seems to me like any other crowd who are waiting to be saved. .. Wait, there is still time for washing in the pool, wash away the past. Moon, my long-lost friend is smiling from above, smiling at my tears. Come, we'll walk the path to take us to my home, keep outside the night. The ice-cold knife has come to decorate the dead, somehow. And each will find a home, And there will still be time, for love in my friend - You are there - And will I wait for ever, beside the silent mirror And fish for bitter minnows amongst the weeds and slimy water.. I.. said I want to sit down. I id I want to sit down. I want a drink. - I want a drink, To take all the dust and the dirt from my throat. I want a drink. - I want a drink. To wash out the filth that is deep in my guts. I want a drink. THEN LET US DRINK - THEN LET US SMILE. - THEN LET US G0. |
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Tell me my life is about to begin
Tell me that I am a hero Promise me all your violent dreams Light up your body in anger. Now, in this ugly world It is time to destroy this evil. Now, when I give the word Are you ready to fight for your freedom? NOW Stand up and fight, for you know we are right We must strike at the lies That have spread like disease through our minds. Soon we'll have power, every soldier will rest And we'll spread out of kindness To all who our love now deserve. Some of you are going to die Martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide. I'll give you the names of those you must kill, All must die with their children. Carry their heads to the palace of old, Hang them on stakes let the blood flow. Now, in this hate-filled world We must break all the chains that have bound us. Now, the crusade has begun We shall make this a land fit for heroes. NOW Stand up and fight, for you know we are right We must strike at the lies That have spread like disease through our minds. Soon we'll have power, every soldier will rest And we'll spread out of kindness To all who our love now deserve. Some of you are going to die Martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide. We are only wanting freedom. WE HAVE WON Some of you are going to die, Martyrs of course to the freedom I shall provide. |
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Play me Old King Cole
That I may join with you, All your hearts now seem so far from me It hardly seems to matter now. And the nurse will tell you lies Of a kingdom beyond the skies. But I am lost within this half-world, It hardly seems to matter now. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Just a little bit, Just a little bit more time, Time left to live out my life. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Old King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old sould was he. So he called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three. The clock, tick tock, On the matelpiece, And I want, And I fee, And I know, And i touch, The wall. She's a lady, she's got time. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face. She's a lady, she's mine. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh. I've been waiting here for so long And all this time has past me by It doesn't seem to matter now You stand there with your fixed expression Casting doubt on all I have to say Why don't you touch me, touch me, Why don't you touch me, touch me, touch me, Touch me now, now, now, now, now..... |
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Holy Mother of God
You've got to go faster than that to get to the top, Dirty old mountain All covered in smoke, she can turn you to stone So you better start doing it right Better start doing it right. You're halfway up and you're halfway down And the pack on your back is turning you around. Throw it away, you won't need it up there, and remember You don't look back whatever you do. Better start doing it right. On your left and on your right Crosses are green and crosses are blue Your friends didn't make it through. Out of the night and out of the dark Into the fire and into the fight Well that's the way the heroes go, Ho! Ho! Ho! Through a crack in Mother Earth, Blazing hot, the molten rock Spills out over the land. And the lava's the lover who licks your boots away, Hey! Hey! Hey! If you don't want to boil as well, B-B-Better start the dance D-D-Do you want to dance with me. You better start doing it right. The music's playing, the notes are right Put your left foot first and move into the light. The edge of this hill is the edge of the world And if you're going to cross you better start doing it right Better start doing it right. You better start doing it right. Let the dance begin ~ |
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I got sunshine in my stomach
Like I just rocked my baby to sleep. I got sunshine in my stomach And I can't keep me from creeping sleep, Sleep, deep in the deep. Rockface moves to press my skin White liquids turn sour within Turn fast - turn sour Turn sweat - turn sour. Must tell myself that I'm not here. I'm drowning in a liquid fear. Bottled in a strong compression, My distortion shows obsession In the cave, Get me out of this cave! If I keep self-control, I'll be safe in my soul. And the childhood belief Bring's a moment's relief. But my cynic soon returns And the lifeboat burns. My spirit just never learns. Stalactites, stalagmites Shut me in, lock me tight Lips are dry, throat is dry. Feel like burning, stomach churning I'm dressed up in a white costume Padding out leftover room. Body stretching, feel the wretching In the cage Get me out of this cage! In the glare of a light, I see a strange kind of sight; Of cages joined to form a star Each person can't go very far, All tied to their things They are netted by their strings, Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings. Outside the cage I see my brother John, He turns his head so slowly round. I cry out Help! before he can be gone, And he looks at me without a sound. And I shout out 'John please help me!' But he does not even want to try to speak. I'm helpless in my violent rage And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek, And I watch him turn again and leave the cage. My little runaway. Raindrops keep falling on my head thinking falling on my... In a trap, feel a strap Holding still. Pinned for kill. Chances narrow that I'll make it, In the cushioned straight-jacket. Just like 22nd Street. When they got me by my neck and feet. Pressures building, can't take more. My headaches charge. My earaches roar. In this pain Get me out of this pain. If I could change to liquid, I could fill the cracks up in the rock. But I know that I am solid And I am my own bad luck. Outside John disappears and my cage dissolves, And without any reason my body revolves. Keep on turning, Keep on turning... Turning around Just spinning around. |
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When you're asleep they may show you
Aerial views of the ground Freudian slumber empty of sound. Over the rooftops and houses, Lost as it tries to be seen, Fields of incentive covered with green. Mesmerised children are playing. Meant to be seen but not heard. "Stop me from dreaming!" "Don't be absurd!" "Well, if we can help you we will, You're looking tired and ill. As I count backwards Your eyes become heavier still. Sleep, won't you allow yourself fall? Nothing can hurt you at all. With your consent I can experiment further still." Madrigal music is playing. Voices can faintly be heard. "Please leave this patient undisturbed." Sentenced to drift far away now. Nothing is quite what it seems, Sometimes entangled in your own dreams. "Well, if we can help you we will. Soon as you're tired and ill. With your consent We can experiment further still. Well, thanks to our kindness and skill You'll have no trouble until You catch your breath And the nurse will present you the bill!" ~ |
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(Written by Tony Banks)
Like the dust that settles all around me, I must find a new home The ways and holes that used to give me shelter Are all as one to me now. But I, I would search everywhere Just to hear your call, And walk upon stranger roads than this one In a world I used to know before I miss you more. Then the sun reflecting off my pillow, Bringing the warmth of new life. And the sounds that echoed all around me, I caught a glimpse of in the night But now, now I've lost everything, I give to you my soul, The meaning of all that I believed before Escapes me in this world of none, no thing, no one. And I would search everywhere Just to hear your call, And walk upon stranger roads than this one, In a world I used to know before For now I've lost everything, I give to you my soul. The meaning of all that I believed before Escapes me in this world of none, I miss you more. |
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Get out of the way, fat man
You got something to do Go fill up your hands Till they're shining up at you You gotta get out while There's gold in the air It's falling like water Coming down from the hills Go West, young man Earn a dollar a day Just like your family said. You're rolling your days Right on into the night The head of the line's Going way out of sight Go West, young man Like your family said All along the wagons All along the dusty trail Seventeen years Not over a day Like children in the wild Your mother's milk Still wet on your face And no one to pray for Your safe journey home Out beyond the desert Across the mountains by the fall Servants who leave their masters house Are walking all the way The golden fields that beckoned you Are darkened by the years Go West, Young Man If you knew then What you know today You'd be back where you started A happier man And leave all the glory To those who have remained So Go West, Young Man Go West, Young Man Like your family said |
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Times were good
She never thought about the future, she just did what she would Oh, but she really cared About her music, it all seemed so important then And she dreamed that everytime that she performed Everyone would cry for more That all she had to do was step into the light And everyone would start to roar And on the road Where all but a few fall by the wayside, on the grassier verge She battled through Against the others in her world, and the sleep, and the odds But now everytime that she performed Everybody cried for more Soon all she had to do was step into the light For everyone to start to roar And all the people cried: "You're the one we've waited for!" But time went by It wasn't so easy now, all uphill and not feeling so strong Yes, times were hard Too much thinking about the future and what the people might want And then there was the time that she performed When NOBODY called for more And soon everytime she stepped into the light They really let her know the score But she dreamed of the times when she sang her songs And everybody cried for more When all she had to do was step into the light For everyone to start to roar And all the people cried: "You're the one we've waited for!" |
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All I need is a TV show, that and the radio
Down on my luck again, down on my luck again I can show you I can show you some of the people in my life I can show you I can show you some of the people in my life It's driving me mad just another way of passing the day I, I get so lonely when she's not there I... You're just another face that I know from the TV show I have known you for so very long I feel you like a friend Can't you do anything for me, can I touch you for a while Can I meet you another day and we can fly away I can show you I can show you some of the people in my life I can show you I can show you some of the people in my life It's driving me mad just another way of passing the day I, I get so lonely when she's not there I... Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on again Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on again I can see another face Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on again I can see another face Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on again |
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