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Two nuns
On the sea shore Stand Apart from one another Black wood posts Mesmerised By the sea god One nun With human failings And weary legs Sinks to the sand And sits like a child A golden stripe appears On the western horizon A signal from the sea god That he understands Tiredness One staunch sister stays standing And the sun Sets |
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I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed Disappointment haunted all my dreams Then I saw her face now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind I'm in love, I'm a believer I couldn't leave her if I tried I thought love was more or less a given thing Seems the more I gave the less I got What's the use in tryin' All you get is pain When I wanted sunshine I got rain Then I saw her face now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind I'm in love, I'm a believer I couldn't leave her if I tried Then I saw her face now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind I'm in love, I'm a believer I couldn't leave her if I tried |
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You look different every time you come
From the foam-crested brine Your skin shining softly in the moonlight Partly fish, partly porpoise, partly baby sperm whale Am I yours? Are you mine to play with? Joking apart - when you're drunk you're terrific when you're drunk I like you mostly late at night you're quite alright But I can't understand the different you in the morning When it's time to play at being human for a while please smile! You'll be different in the spring, I know You're a seasonal beast like the starfish that drift in with the tide So until your blood runs to meet the next full moon You're madness fits in nicely with my own Your lunacy fits neatly with my own, my very own We're not alone |
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In the garden of England dead moles lie inside their holes
The dead-end tunnels crumble in the rain underfoot Innit a shame? Can't you see them? Can't you see them? Roots can't hold them Bugs console them I fight with the handle of my little brown broom I pull out the wires of the telephone I hurt in the head and I hurt in the acting bone Now I smash up the telly with remains of the broken phone I fighting for the crust of the little brown loaf I want it I want it I want it give it to me (I give it you back when I finish the lunchtea) I lie in the road try to trip up the passing cars Yes me and the hedgehog We bursting the tyres all day As we roll down the highway towards the setting sun I reflect on the life of the Highwayman yum yum Now I smash up the telly and what's left of The broken phone |
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Is it worth it?
A new winter coat and shoes for the wife And a bicycle on the boy's birthday. It's just a rumor that was spread around town By the women and children, soon we'll be shipbuilding Well I ask you The boy said 'Dad, they're going to take me to task But I'll be home by Christmas. It's just a rumor that was spread around town Somebody said that someone got filled in For saying that people get killed in The results of their shipbuilding. With all the will in the world Diving for dear life When we could be diving for pearls. It's just a rumor that was spread around town A telegram for a picture postcard Within weeks they'll be reopening the shipyard And notifying the next of kin Once again. It's all we're skilled in We will be shipbuilding. With all the will in the world Diving for dear life When we could be diving for pearls. |
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