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And So Is Love

And you huh?
You do huh?

We let it in
We give it out
And in the end
What's it all about?
It must be love

I give you my
I give you my
You give me your
You give me your joy

We used to say
"ah hell, we're young"
But now we see that life is sad
And so is love

Ooh baby live your life for love
Ooh baby live your life for love

We used to say
"ah hell, we're young"
But now we see that life is sad
And so is love

Ooh baby for the sake of love
Ooh baby for the sake of love

And whatever happens
What really matters?
It's all we've got
Isn't that enough?

Life is sad and so is love

You let it slip
You let it slip
I love you more
I love you more for it

Life is sad and so is love

All for love
Just for the sake of love
You set me free
I set you free

Another Day

The kettle's on, the sun has gone
Another day
She offers me tibetan tea on a flower tray
She's at the door, she wants to score
She dearly needs to to say
I loved you a long time ago
Where the winds own forget me nots blow
But I just couldn't let myself go
Not knowing what on earth there was to know
But I wish that I had
'Cos I'm feeling so sad
That I never had one of your children
And across the room inside a tomb
A change is waxed and wanes
The night is young why are we so hung up
In each others chains
I must make her, I must take her
While the dove domains
And feel the juice run as she flies
Run my winds under her sighs
As the flames of eternity rise
To lick us with the first-born lash of dawn
Oh really my dear
I can't see what we fear
Sat here with ourselves in between us
And at the door we can't say more
Than just another day
And without a sound I turn around
And I walk away

An Architect's Dream

Watching the painter painting
And all the time, the light is changing
And he keeps painting
That bit there, it was an accident
But he's so pleased
It's the best mistake, he could make
And it's my favourite piece
It's just great

The flick of a wrist
Twisting down to the hips
So the lovers begin, with a kiss
In a tryst
It's just a smudge
But what it becomes
In his hands:
Curving and sweeping
Rising and reaching
I could feel what he was feeling
Lines like these have got to be
An architect's dream

It's always the same
Whenever he works on a pavement
It starts to rain
And all the time
The light is changing

Army Dreamers

"b.f.p.o.*"
Army dreamers.
"mammy's hero."
"b.f.p.o."
"mammy's hero."

Our little army boy
Is coming home from b.f.p.o.
I've a bunch of purple flowers
To decorate a mammy's hero.

Mourning in the aerodrome,
The weather warmer, he is colder.
Four men in uniform
To carry home my little soldier.

"what could he do?
Should have been a rock star."
But he didn't have the money for a guitar.
"what could he do?
Should have been a politician."
But he never had a proper education.
"what could he do?
Should have been a father."
But he never even made it to his twenties.
What a waste --
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of
Army dreamers.

Tears o'er a tin box.
Oh, jesus christ, he wasn't to know,
Like a chicken with a fox,
He couldn't win the war with ego.

Give the kid the pick of pips,
And give him all your stripes and ribbons.
Now he's sitting in his hole,
He might as well have buttons and bows.

"what could he do?
Should have been a rock star."
But he didn't have the money for a guitar.
"what could he do?
Should have been a politician."
But he never had a proper education.
"what could he do?
Should have been a father."
But he never even made it to his twenties.
What a waste --
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of all that
Army dreamers,
Army dreamers,
Army dreamers, oh...

("b.f.p.o.")
Did-n-did-n-did-n-dum...
Army dreamers.
Did-n-did-n-did-n-dum...
("mammy's hero.")
("b.f.p.o.")
Army dreamers.
("mammy's hero.")
("b.f.p.o.")
No harm heroes.
("mammy's hero.")
("b.f.p.o.")
Army dreamers.
("mammy's hero.")
("b.f.p.o.")
No harm heroes.

Atlantis

In that ocean.
Wide eyed and deeper in your gaze,
And bluer than the bright that's in the cave.
There is a city,
Came out from you, Atlantis
In ruins, sunken below the waves
But in the city,
Where there is no one.
What's the point of being free, eh?
When there is nothing there to tie me down,
Oh, no more here.
The bluest city,
Covered in coral and coral,
On sea chests,
And sealed Jamaician tales.
There is nobody
To count the soldiering meandering whales,
With a shoal of herring amongst the sails.
But in the city,
Where there is no one.
What's the point of being free, eh?
When there is nothing there to tie me down,
Oh, no more here.
There is the city Atlantis.

A Coral Room

There's a city, draped in net
Fisherman net
And in the half light, in the half light
It looks like every tower
Is covered in webs
Moving and glistening and rocking
It's babies in rhythm
As the spider of time is climbing
Over the ruins

There were hundreds of people living here
Sails at the windows
And the planes came crashing down
And many a pilot drowned
And the speed boats flying above
Put your hand over the side of the boat
What do you feel?

My mother and her little brown jug
It held her milk
And now it holds our memories
I can hear her singing
"Little brown jug don't I love thee"
"Little brown jug don't I love thee"
Ho ho ho, hee hee hee

I hear her laughing
She is standing in the kitchen
As we come in the back door
See it fall
See it fall
Oh little spider climbing out of a broken jug
And the pieces will lay there a while
In a house draped in net
In a room filled with coral
Sails at the window
Forests of masts
Put your hand over the side of the boat
Put your hand over the side of the boat
What do you feel?

Babooshka

She wanted to test her husband.
She knew exactly what to do:
A pseudonym to fool him.
She couldn't have made a worse move.

She sent him scented letters,
And he received them with a strange delight.
Just like his wife
But how she was before the tears,
And how she was before the years flew by,
And how she was when she was beautiful.
She signed the letter

"All yours,
Babooshka, Babooshka, Babooshka-ya-ya!
All yours,
Babooshka, Babooshka, Babooshka-ya-ya!"

She wanted to take it further,
So she arranged a place to go,
To see if he
Would fall for her incognito.
And when he laid eyes on her,
He got the feeling they had met before.
Uncanny how she
Reminds him of his little lady,
Capacity to give him all he needs,
Just like his wife before she freezed on him,
Just like his wife when she was beautiful.
He shouted out, "I'm

All yours,
Babooshka, Babooshka, Babooshka-ya-ya!
All yours,
Babooshka, Babooshka, Babooshka-ya-ya!
All yours,
Babooshka, Babooshka, Babooshka-ya-ya!"

Before The Fall

He got her drunk very quickly:
holding hands they found the broom cupboard
where he had control as far as the fall,
the rasping descent of her tights.
When his hand covered wet hairs
she took over among furniture wax, dust,
the cloying yellow of polishing cloth.
When he was sick
she comforted him.
He couldn't do it properly: the club,
the office had left out details of delight.
Satisfied, he would collapse out,
puzzled at why she still squirmed,
held on to him, tears curling into her mouth.
This was something stories always omitted:
that her joy would seem like pain
when he focused after release.
In the third week of the relationship
she was tripping on organic acid,
would stop, pick up a rained out leaf,
would give it into his hand,
full of dead things before they reached the car.
When they drove she sat with mouth open
as though photographed on the impact
of a stomach punch, her right hand gripping
the skin of his leg: he feared her,
slapped out sideways into her face.
She touched the cut with her tongue,
gurgling gratitude for the strange taste.
He stood looking through uncleaned windows,
concentrated on the yellow of his car below.
On the uncarpeted floor, with practice,
she closed her eyes and drew on the cigarette.
Twill jacket and polo-neck made him sweat,
his nape skin red from a hair cut.
Between two smokers she smiled up at him;
as the weed approached he apologised
suddenly wanting familiar territories:
beer, to put his hand up her skirt.
At the bottom of the limbed stairs
he booted the cat, a drop kick in their twenty-five
as he imagined her sylph laugh
gathering chuckles around the

Bertie

Here comes the sunshine
Here comes that son of mine
Here comes the everything
Here´s a song and a song for him

Sweet kisses
Three wishes
Lovely bertie

The most wilful
The most beautiful
The most truly fantastic smile
I´ve ever seen

Sweet kisses
Three wishes
Lovely bertie

You bring me so much joy
And then you bring me
More joy

Between A Man And A Woman

With her hand in his hand,
They were both happy again.
You started taking sides.
They started arguing.
He said it was her fault.
She said it wasn't at all.
But the truth lies somewhere in the midDLe.
Where angels fear to tread,
You go rushing in.
Well, I had to tell you then,
And now I'm telling you again:
Stay out of this
You must not interfere
Don't you see this is
Between a man and a woman?
Every day and night I pray,
Pray that you will stay away forever.
It's so hard for love to stay together,
With the modern Western pressures.
I don't want to say it,
But I had to tell you then,
And now I'm telling you again:
Stay out of this.
Oh, I know you mean to help me,
And I know you've good intentions.
But stay out of this.
This isn't your problem.
Do not interfere--you are not needed here.
Let the pendulum swing
Between a man and a woman.
Don't you see? You're in the way--
Between a man and a woman.
Every day and night I pray,
Let the pendulum swing
Between a man and a woman.
Between a man and a woman.

Be Kind To My Mistakes

It is this that brings us together.
It is this that brings us together.

It's all right, darling,
We can do this together.
It's all right, darling,
I can think of nothing better.

I don't know you,
And you don't know me:
It is this that brings us together.

It is this that brings us together.
It is this that brings us together.
I don't know what you are
(It is this that brings us together.)
Looking for in me.
I don't know what I want,
(It is this that brings us together.)
But my heart is needing.

Am I yours? Are you mine?
We'll find all we're meant to find.
In your life, in my life,
There are secrets too dark
To let out, to let go of,
To get over.

But that's all right, baby.
That's all right by me.
It's all right now.

(Just let me say)
Please, ("Yea, yo, yea, yo!")
Please, ("Yea, yo, yea, yo!")
Please, ("Yea, yo, yea, yo!")
Please be kind
To my mistakes.
Be kind,
Be kind
To me.

"Lum, lum, lum...

Big Stripey Lie

Oh big stripey lie moving
Like a wavy line
Coming up behind

All young gentle dreams drowning
In life's grief
Can you hang on me?

Don't want to hurt you baby
I only want to help you
I could be good for you

Your name is being called by sacred things
That are not addressed nor listened to
Sometimes they blow trumpets

Only want to help you
Never want to hurt you
I know I could be good for you

Oh my God it's a jungle in here
You've got wild animals loose in here

Want to help you
Never hurt you
Good for you

Hey all you little waves run away
Mmm run away

Blow Away

One of the band told me last night
That music is all that he's got in his life.
So where does it go?
Surely not with his soul.
Will all of his licks and his r'n'b

Blow away?
Blow away
Blow away

Our engineer had a different idea
From people who nearly died but survived,
Feeling no fear of leaving their bodies here,
And went to a room that was soon full of visitors.

Hello minnie, moony, vicious, vicious, buddy holly, sandy denny.
Please don't thump me,
Don't bump me,
Don't dump me back there.
Please don't thump me,
Don't bump me,
I want to stay here.

Put out the light, then, put out the light.
Vibes in the sky invite you to dine.**
Dust to dust,
Blow to blow.
Bolan and moony are heading the show tonight.

Hello minnie, moony, ("bill " [? ]), vicious, vicious,
Buddy holly, sandy denny.
Please don't thump me,
Don't bump me,
Don't dump me back there.
Please don't thump me,
Don't bump me,
I want to stay here.

Brazil

Brazil
When hearts were entertained in June
We stood beneath an amber moon
And softly whispered 'some day soon'

We kissed and clung together
Then
Tomorrow was another day
The morning found me miles away
With still a million things to say

Now
When twilight beams the skies above
Recalling thrills of our love
There's one thing I'm certain of

Return I will
To old Brazil

Breathing

Outside
Gets inside
Through her skin
I've been out before
But this time it's much safer in

Last night
In the sky
Such a bright light
My radar send me danger
But my instincts tell me to keep

Breathing
(Out, in, out, in, out, in...)
Breathing
Breathing my mother in
Breathing my beloved in
Breathing
Breathing her nicotine
Breathing
Breathing the fall-out in
Out, in, out, in, out, in, out, in

We've lost our chance
We're the first and the last
After the blast
Chips of plutonium
Are twinkling in every lung

I love my
Beloved
All and everywhere
Only the fools blew it
You and me
Knew life itself is

Breathing,
(Out, in, out, in, out...)
Breathing
Breathing my mother in
Breathing my beloved in
Breathing
Breathing her nicotine
Breathing
Breathing the fall-out in
Out, in, out, in, out, in, out, in
Out, in, out, in, out, in, out
(Out, out, out, out)

"In point of fact it is possible to tell the difference between a small nuclear explosion and a large one by a very simple method.
The calling card of a nuclear bomb is the blinding flash that is far more dazzling than any light on earth,
Brighter even than the sun itself and it is by the duration of this flash that we are able to determine the size of the weapon.
After the flash a fireball can be seen to rise, sucking up under it the debris, dust and living things around the area of the explosion,
And as this ascends, it soon becomes recognizable as the familiar "mushroom cloud".
As a demonstration of the flash duration test let's try and count the number of seconds for the flash emitted by a very small bomb;
Then a more substantial, medium-sized bomb;
And finally, one of our very powerful, 'high-yield' bombs

(What are we going to do without)
Please
(What are we going to do without)
Let me breathe
(What are we going to do without)
Quick, breathe in deep
(We are all going to die without)
Leave me something to breathe
(What are we going to do without)
Leave me something to breathe
(We are all going to die without)
God, please leave us something to breathe
(What are we going to do without)
Oh, life is

Breathing

Burning Bridge

Come close to me.
Come cross the bridge.
I need to know what you have to say to me.
(We've been waiting all night long.)
What have you got to say to me?
(We've been waiting all night long.)
Tell me all about it.
(We've been waiting.)
Tell me please.
(We've been waiting.)
Oh, I know.

I know it works for me.
As we cross the bridge--the burning bridge--
With flames behind us,
We front the line.
It's you and me, baby, against the world.
(We've been waiting.)
I've got to know what you have to say.
(We've been waiting.)
What have you got to say?
(We've been waiting.)
Ooh--oh--oh,
(We've been waiting.)
Tell me all about it,
(We've been...)
All night long,
(We've been...)
All night long.
(We've been...)

It works for me.
It's you and me, babe, against the world.
All night long
It works for me.
Let's cross the bridge.
Oh, I know,
(We've been waiting.)
I know, I know.
(We've been...)
It's you and me, babe.
When you stand next to me, babe, it's all right.

Candle In The Wind

Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled

They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on a treadmill
And they made you change your name

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
The candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did

Loneliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
Hollywood created a superstar
And pain was the price you paid

Even when you died
Oh the press still hounded you
All the papers had to say
Was that Marilyn was found in the nude

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
Well I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
The candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did

Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
Goodbye Norma Jean
From the young man in the 22nd row
Who sees you as something as more than sexual
More than just Marilyn Monroe

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
Well I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
The candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did

Goodbye Norma Jean
Goodbye Norma Jean
Goodbye
Goodbye Norma Jean

Cloudbusting

I still dream of Orgonon.
I wake up crying.
You're making rain,
And you're just in reach,
When you and sleep escape me.

You're like my yo-yo
That glowed in the dark.
What made it special
Made it dangerous,
So I bury it
And forget.

But every time it rains,
You're here in my head,
Like the sun coming out
Ooh, I just know that something good is gonna happen.
And I don't know when,
But just saying it could even make it happen.

On top of the world,
Looking over the edge,
You could see them coming.
You looked too small
In their big, black car,
To be a threat to the men in power.

I hid my yo-yo
In the garden.
I can't hide you
From the government.
Oh, God, Daddy
I won't forget,

'Cause every time it rains,
You're here in my head,
Like the sun coming out
Ooh, I just know that something good is gonna to happen.
And I don't know when,
But just saying it could even make it happen.

And every time it rains,
You're here in my head,
Like the sun coming out
Like your son's coming out,
Ooh, I just know that something good is going to happen.
And I don't know when,
But just saying it could even make it happen.
Ooh, just saying it could even make it happen.

We've been cloudbusting daddy

Your sun's coming out. Your son's coming out.

Coffee Homeground

Down in the cellar,
You're getting into making poison,
You slipped some on the side,
Into my glass of wine,
And I don't want any coffee - homeground.
Offer me a chocolate,
No thank you, spoil diet, know your game!
But tell me just how come
The smell of bitter almonds?
It's a no-no to your coffee homeground.
Chorus Picture of Crippin, lipstick-smeared,
Torn wallpaper, have the walls got ears
here?
Well, you won't get me with your
Belladonna - in the coffee.
And you won't get with your arsenic,
- in the pot of tea.
And you won't get me in a hole to rot.
(put me in a six foot plot).
With your hemlock on the rocks.
Where are the plumbers, Who went a-missing
Here on Monday?
There was a tall man,
With his companion,
And I bet you gave them coffee - homeground.
Well, maybe you are lonely,
And only want a little company,
But keep your recipes for the rats to eat
And may they rest in peace with coffee -
Homeground.
Chorus

Come Closer To Me Babe

Come closer to me, babe,
And the night will come much closer, too.
Can't you see the light
Drawing pictures nearer in the skies?

What is it that you whisper
When you close your eyes?
Come closer to me, babe.
Is it me it's all about?
And who is it that you're always
Calling in your sleep?
Who is Sylvia?

Goodnight, baby. Please
Come on home,
Come on home,
Come on home soon.
Goodnight, baby, X4

Come closer to me now,
For I know there's something you must tell me.
When slumber slips between your lips
Will the secrets ooze out easily?

What is it that you whisper
When you close your eyes?
Come closer to me, babe.
Is it me it's all about?
And who is it that you're always
Calling in your sleep?
Who is Sylvia?

Goodnight, baby. Please
Come on home, X2
Come on home soon.
Goodnight, baby, X4

Constallation Of The Heart

Constellation of the heart

We take all the telescopes
And we turn them inside out
And we point them away from the big sky
Put your eye right up to the glass, now
And here we'll find the constellation of the heart

Steer your life by these stars
On the unconditional chance
'Tis here where Hell and Heaven dance
This is the constellation of the heart

We take all the telescopes
And we turn them inside out
And we point them away from the big sky
Put your eye right up to the glass, now
And here we'll find the constellation of the heart

The constellation of the heart
The constellation of the heart

We take all the telescopes
And we turn them inside out
And we point them away from the big sky
Put your eye right up to the glass, now
And here we'll find the constellation of the heart

The constellation of the heart
The constellation of the heart

Well we think you'd better wake up capt'n
There's something happen'n up ahead
We've never seen anything like it
We've never seen anything like it before

I want a full report
That's it
What do you mean, "That's it?"
That's all you get
You'd better do something 'bout it
What am I supposed to do about it?
We don't know, but you can't run away from it
Maybe you'd better face it
I can't do that
C'mon face it!
I can't do that
C'mon, c'mon face it
What am I gonna do?
It is gonna hurt, it is gonna hurt me bad?

Ooh here's the constellation of the heart

Who said anything about it hurting?
It's gonna be beautiful
It's gonna be wonderful
It's gonna be paradise

(Just being alive, it can really hurt...)
Ooh find me the man with the ladder
And he might lift me up to the stars

(Without the pain there'd be no learning
Without the hurting we'd never change.)

Oooh and if you see the woman with the key
I hear she's opening up the doors to Heaven
Oh and here comes the man with the stick
He said he'd fish me out of the moon

Ohoh here's the constellation of the heart
It is the constellation of the heart

Oh yes it is the constellation of the heart

Cussi Cussi

Please
Don't be-e afraid of this
Coz' we don't move the way they do.
Surely you don't love them?
So why hide it away from me?
Please be easy you got it I haven't,
Somewhere in your "harmineenou, home-arneenou"
There's a room in a long form
Where you just play a tune
It gets us really stoned,
Really amazingly,
Cussi, Cussi, Cussi,
Cussi, Cussi, Cussi. Ah.
Don't let them in
When you see that secret smile.
Baby, don't let them in
When you feel the ribbons eye.
You get the wrong idea,
You'll get broken,
And you never let yourself go again with me.
And I've notice in your eyes
A sadness I don't like.
To recognise
You are feeling a heavy side of your ecstacy.
Now you're getting to me,
So that I can I hardly bear it.
So that I can I hardly bear it.
No no,
Don't get too deep.
Don't let them in
When you see that secret smile.
Baby, don't let them in
When you feel the ribbons eye.
You get the wrong idea,
You'll get broken,
And you never let yourself go again with me,
Properly.

Dali

High, in Castille,
Lives senora Dali alone.
And higher still
She keeps her gallery.
Distance means nothing to me.
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo,
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo...
Debris everywhere,
Gazing. It's amazing.
Ferry me over,
Ferry me over,
Ferry me over
The music, Dali.
Deeper here lies hidden answers and treasures for him.
"Oh, I prefer absence," said she,
"My heart grows fonder alone."
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo,
A-ee-aha-ee-aha-oo...
Debris everywhere,
Gazing. It's amazing.
Ferry me over,
Ferry me over,
Ferry me over
The music, Dali

December Will Be Magic Again

December will be magic again.
Take a husky to the ice
While Bing Crosby sings White Christmas. He makes you feel nice.
December will be magic again.
Old Saint Nicholas up the chimney,
Just a-popping up in my memory.

Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Ooh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
("Fall!") [backwards]
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don't you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up.
(Cover the muck up,
Ooh, with a little luck.)

December will be magic again.
Light the canDLe-lights
To conjure Mr. Wilde
Into the Silent Night.
Ooh, it's quiet inside,
Here in Oscar's mind.

December will be magic again.
Don't miss the brightest star.
Kiss under mistletoe.
I want to hear you laugh.
Don't let the mystery go now.

Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Ooh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
("Fall!") [backwards]
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don't you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up
(Cover the muck up,
Ooh, with a little luck.)

Oh, I'm coming to cover the lovers.
Ooh, and I'm coming to sparkle the dark up.
Ooh, and I'm coming to cover the muck up.

Deeper Understanding

As the people here grow colder
I turn to my computer
And spend my evenings with it
Like a friend.

I was loading a new programme
I had ordered from a magazine:

"Are you lonely, are you lost?
This voice console is a must."
I press Execute.

"Hello, I know that you've been feeling tired.
I bring you love and deeper understanding.
Hello, I know that you're unhappy.
I bring you love and deeper understanding."

Well I've never felt such pleasure.
Nothing else seemed to matter.
I neglected my bodily needs.

I did not eat, I did not sleep,
The intensity increasing,
'Til my family found me and intervened.

But I was lonely, I was lost,
Without my little black box.
I pick up the phone and go, Execute.

"Hello, I know that you've been feeling tired.
I bring you love and deeper understanding.
Hello, I know that you're unhappy.
I bring you love and deeper understanding."

I turn to my computer like a friend.
I need deeper understanding.
Give me deeper understanding.

Delius

Ooh, he's a moody old man.
Song of summer in his hand.
Ooh, he's a moody old man.
...in...in...in his hand.
...in his hand.

"hmm."

Ooh, ah, ooh, ah,
Delius,
Delius amat.
Syphilus,
Deus,
Genius, ooh.

To be sung of a summer night on the water.
Ooh, on the water.

"ta, ta-ta!
Hmm.
Ta, ta-ta!
In b, fenby!"

To be sung of a summer night on the water
Ooh, on the water.
On the water.

Don't Give Up

In this proud land we grew up strong
We were wanted all along
I was taught to fight, taught to win
I never thought I could fail

No fight left or so it seems
I am a man whose dreams have all deserted
I've changed my face, I've changed my name
But no-one wants you when you lose

Don't give up
'cos you have friends
Don't give up
You're not beaten yet
Don't give up
I know you can make it good

Though I saw it all around
Never thought that I could be affected
Thought that we'd be last to go
It is so strange the way things turn

Drove the night toward my home
The place that I was born, on the lakeside
As daylight broke, I saw the earth
The trees had burned down to the ground

Don't give up
You still have us
Don't give up
We don't need much of anything
Don't give up
'cause somewhere there's a place
Where we belong
Rest your head
You worry too much
It's going to be alright
When times get rough
You can fall back on us
Don't give up
Please don't give up

Got to walk out of here
I can't take any more
Going to stand on that bridge
Keep my eyes down below
Whatever may come
And whatever may go
That river's flowing
That river's flowing

Moved on to another town
Tried hard to settle down
For every job, so many men
So many men no-one needs
Don't give up
'cause you have friends
Don't give up
You're not the only one
Don't give up
No reason to be ashamed
Don't give up
You still have us
Don't give up now
We're proud of who you are
Don't give up
You know its never been easy
Don't give up
'cause I believe there's a place
There's a place where we belong

Don't Push Your Foot On The Heartbrake

Emma's come down.
She's stopped the light
Shining out of her eyes.

Emma's been run out on.
She's breaking down
In so many places,
Stuck in low gear
Because of her fears

Of the skidding wheels,
(the skid of her wheels she feels.)
Skidding wheels,
(the skid of her wheels she feels.)
Spinning wheels.
(wheel-skidding feeling.)

Her heart is there,
But they've greased the road.
Her heart is out there,
But she's no control.

Oh, come on, you've got to use your flow.
You know what it's like, and you know you want to go.
Don't drive too slowly.
Don't put your blues where your shoes should be.
Don't put your foot on the heartbrake.

(she's losing, she's losing, she's losing, she's losing...)

She's losing that inner flame.
It was burning bright,
But she's losing the light fast.

She's only herself to blame.
Well, take care of yourself,
And remember georgie.
But she's so o.d.'d on weeping
She can hardly see

That she's dropping beads.
(red, red glass is bleeding.)
Dropping beads.
(red, red glass is bleeding.)
Dropping beads.
(red, red on the parquet.)

Her heart is there,
But they've greased the road.
Her heart is out there,
But she's no control.

Oh, come on, you've got to use your flow.
You know what it's like, and you know you want to go.
Don't drive too slowly.
Don't put your blues where your shoes should be.
Don't put your foot on the heartbrake.

Do Bears

For years I thought
I'd have to live alone
I never got a letter
Had to disconnect the phone
The only girls I ever saw
Were on TV
But now I've got a Venus
Who's sitting next to me
Both:
Do I love you?
Do I want you?
Would I give my life
To you if I could?
Do birds fly?
Do fish swim?
And do bears sha-la-la-la-la
In the woods?
Rowan:
I met her in the first class lounge
Of a jumbo jet
It was love at first sight
Romeo and Juliet
Kate:
He looked pretty rich
And I was down on m' luck
So I charged him a fortune
For a flying f...
Rowan:
...for crying out loud!
Both:
Do I love you?
Do I want you?
Would I sacrifice my life
To you if I could?
Is the Pope Catholic?
Is Luxembourg small?
And do those hairy bears shhh...
In the woods?
Rowan:
I introduced her round my friends
She was ace
I was no longer on Earth
But in better place
Kate:
He's an utter creep and he
Drives me round the bend
And so to alleviate the boredom
I sleep with his friends
Rowan:
Ho ha ho
Both:
Do I love you?
Do I want you?
Kate:
Would I tear out both my eyes
And fry them if I could?
Both:
Is the Bible fiction?
Is True Love a contradiction?
And do bears sha-la-la-la-la
In the woods?
Do I desire you?
Do I adore you?
Rowan:
Would I cut off all my toenails
And put them in an envelope with my feet?
Both:
Is Reagan Godhead?
Is Chairman Mao dead?
And do those bears sha-la-la-la-la?
Rowan [really Tim Brooke-Taylor]:
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-ah
Kate:
Mmmmm...
Rowan [Tim]:
And do those bears sha-la-la-la-la?
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-ah
Kate:
Ahoo Ahoo
Yeah-ye-yeah Yeah-ye-yeah
Both:
Do those bears sha-la-la-la-ah?
Rowan:
On Main Street
Kate:
Oh Yeah Yeah-ye-yeah

Eat The Music

Split me open
With devotion
You put your hands in
And rip my heart out
Eat the music

Does he conceal
What he really feels?
He's a woman at heart
And I love him for that
Let's split him open

Like a pomegranate
Insides out
All is revealed
Not only women bleed

Take the stone out
Of the mango
You put it in your mouth
And pull a plum out

Take a papaya
You like a guava?
Grab a banana
And a sultana
Rip them to pieces
With sticky fingers
Split the banana
Crush the sultana

Split 'em open
With devotion
You put your hands in
And rip their hearts out

Like a pomegranate
Insides out
He's a woman at heart
And love him for that

Take a papaya
You like a guavva?
Grab a banana
And a sultana
Rip 'em to pieces
With sticky fingers
Split the banana
Crush the sultana

All emotion
And with devotion
You put your hands in
What ya thinking?
What am I singing?
A song of seeds
The food of love
Eat the music