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Jethro Tull lyrics - Album: Living in the Past [1972]
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<blockquote data-quote="Floyd" data-source="post: 445" data-attributes="member: 1"><p><strong>Song for Jeffrey</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>Gonna lose my way tomorrow,</p><p>gonna give away my car.</p><p>I'd take you along with me,</p><p>but you would not go so far.</p><p>Don't see what I do not want to see,</p><p>you don't hear what I don't say.</p><p>Won't be what I don't want to be,</p><p>I continue in my way.</p><p></p><p>Don't see, see, see where I'm goin',</p><p>Don't see, see, see where I'm goin',</p><p>Don't see, see, see where I'm goin' to,</p><p>I don't want to.</p><p></p><p>Everyday I see the mornin' come on in the same old way.</p><p>I tell myself tomorrow brings me things I would not dream today.</p><p><strong>Love Story</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>Going back in the morning time</p><p>To see if my love has changed her mind, yeah.</p><p>I know what I will find</p><p>That she is wasting time,</p><p>She could be picking roses.</p><p></p><p>Going back in the morning time</p><p>To see if my love has seen the light, yeah.</p><p>Oh, I told her last night</p><p>She should improve her sight,</p><p>She could be painting the roof.</p><p></p><p>Going back in the morning time</p><p>To see if my love has come around, yeah.</p><p>She offered me no sound,</p><p>Her head is in the ground,</p><p>She could be calling for winter.</p><p><strong>Living in the Past</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>Happy and I'm smiling,</p><p>Walk a mile to drink your water.</p><p>You know I'd love to love you,</p><p>And above you there's no other.</p><p>We'll go walking out</p><p>While others shout of war's disaster.</p><p>Oh, we won't give in,</p><p>Let's go living in the past.</p><p></p><p>Once I used to join in</p><p>Every boy and girl was my friend.</p><p>Now there's revolution, but they don't know</p><p>What they're fighting.</p><p>Let us close out eyes;</p><p>Outside their lives go on much faster.</p><p>Oh, we won't give in,</p><p>We'll keep living in the past.</p><p><strong>Driving Song</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>Will they ever stop drivin' me?</p><p>Have they ever taken time to see</p><p>That I need some rest</p><p>If I'm to do my best?</p><p></p><p>Can I please stop workin' so hard?</p><p>They just tell me gotta close it hard.</p><p>Got to think of my health.</p><p>Can I be by myself?</p><p></p><p>Oh, they tell me I'll be home someday.</p><p>Well I doubt it if I continue this way,</p><p>`cause this hard life I've led</p><p>Is makin' me dead.</p><p><strong>Sweet Dream</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>You'll hear me calling in your sweet dream,</p><p>Can't hear your daddy's warning cry.</p><p>You're going back to be all the things you want to be,</p><p>While in sweet dreams you softly sigh.</p><p></p><p>You hear my voice is calling</p><p>To be mine again,</p><p>Live the rest of your life in a day.</p><p>Get out and get what you can</p><p>While your mummy's at home a-sleeping.</p><p>No time to understand</p><p>`cause they lost what they thought they were keeping.</p><p></p><p>No one can see us in your sweet dream.</p><p>Don't hear you leave to start the car.</p><p>All wrapped up tightly in the coat you borrowed from me,</p><p>Your place of resting is not far.</p><p></p><p>You'll hear my voice is calling</p><p>To be mine again,</p><p>Live the rest of your life in a day.</p><p>Get out and get what you can</p><p>While your mummy's at home a-sleeping.</p><p>No time to understand,</p><p>`cause they lost what they thought they were keeping.</p><p><strong>Singing All Day</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.</p><p>Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.</p><p>Singing all day, singing `bout nothing,</p><p>Oo, my, my, my,</p><p>Oo, my, my, my.</p><p></p><p>Went down to the station to look for her there,</p><p>Looked through the crowds for a glimpse of her hair,</p><p>Nothing to see but the crowds keep a-staring at me,</p><p>My, my,</p><p>Oo, my, my, my.</p><p></p><p>Down in the street, try'n' to remember,</p><p>Shuffling my feet outside a menswear,</p><p>Is that her in the fur coat?</p><p>No it's not december yet,</p><p>My, my, my,</p><p>Oo, my, my, my.</p><p></p><p>Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.</p><p></p><p>Back to the house, maybe she'll phone me,</p><p>Singing my song, feeling so lonely.</p><p>I'll sing very softly, so if the phone rings</p><p>I can hear it, I can hear it.</p><p></p><p>Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.</p><p>Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.</p><p>Singing all day, singing `bout nothing,</p><p>Oo, my, my, my,</p><p>Oo, my, my, my.</p><p><strong>Teacher</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>Well the dawn was coming,</p><p>Heard him ringing on my bell.</p><p>He said, ``my name's the teacher,</p><p>That is what I call myself.</p><p>And I have a lesson</p><p>That I must impart to you.</p><p>It's an old expression</p><p>But I must insist it's true.</p><p>Jump up, look around,</p><p>Find yourself some fun,</p><p>No sense in sitting there hating everyone.</p><p>No man's an island and his castle isn't home,</p><p>The nest is for nothing when the bird has flown.''</p><p></p><p>So I took a journey,</p><p>Threw my world into the sea.</p><p>With me went the teacher</p><p>Who found fun instead of me.</p><p></p><p>Hey man, what's the plan, what was that you said?</p><p>Sun-tanned, drink in hand, lying there in bed.</p><p>I try to socialize but I can't seem to find</p><p>What I was looking for, got something on my mind.</p><p></p><p>Then the teacher told me</p><p>It had been a lot of fun.</p><p>Thanked me for his ticket</p><p>And all that I had done.</p><p></p><p>Hey man, what's the plan, what was that you said?</p><p>Sun-tanned, drink in hand, lying there in bed.</p><p>I try to socialize but I can't seem to find</p><p>What I was looking for, got something on my mind.</p><p><strong>Witch's Promise</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>Lend me your ear while I call you a fool.</p><p>You were kissed by a witch one night in the wood,</p><p>And later insisted your feelings were true.</p><p>The witch's promise was coming,</p><p>Believing he listened while laughing you flew.</p><p></p><p>Leaves falling red, yellow, brown, all are the same,</p><p>And the love you have found lay outside in the rain.</p><p>Washed clean by the water but nursing it's pain.</p><p>The witch's promise was coming, and you're looking</p><p>Elsewhere for your own selfish gain.</p><p></p><p>Keep looking, keep looking for somewhere to be,</p><p>Well, you're wasting your time, they're not stupid like he is.</p><p>Meanwhile leaves are still falling, you're too blind to see.</p><p></p><p>You won't find it easy now, it's only fair.</p><p>He was willing to give to you, you didn't care.</p><p>You're waiting for more but you've already had your share.</p><p>The witch's promise is turning, so don't you wait up</p><p>For him, he's going to be late.</p><p><strong>Inside</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>All the places I've been make it hard to begin</p><p>To enjoy life again on the inside,</p><p>But I mean to.</p><p>Take a walk around the block</p><p>And be glad that I've got me some time</p><p>To be in from the outside,</p><p>And inside with you.</p><p>I'm sitting on the corner feeling glad.</p><p>Got no money coming in but I can't be sad.</p><p>That was the best cup of coffee I ever had.</p><p>And I won't worry about a thing</p><p>Because we've got it made,</p><p>Here on the inside, outside so far away.</p><p></p><p>And we'll laugh and we'll sing</p><p>Get someone to bring our friends here</p><p>For tea in the evening --</p><p>Old jeffrey makes three.</p><p>Take a walk in the park,</p><p>Does the wind in the dark</p><p>Sound like music to you?</p><p>Well I'm thinking it does to me.</p><p></p><p>Can you cook, can you sew --</p><p>Well, I don't want to know.</p><p>That is not what you need on the inside,</p><p>To make the time go.</p><p></p><p>Counting lambs, counting sheep</p><p>We will fall into sleep</p><p>And we awake to a new day of living</p><p>And loving you so.</p><p><strong>Alive and Well and Living In</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>Nobody sees her here, her eyes are slowly closing.</p><p>If she should want some peace, she sits there, without moving,</p><p>And puts a pillow over the phone.</p><p>And if she feels like dancing no one will know it.</p><p>Giving herself a chance there's no need to show her how it should be.</p><p></p><p>She can't remember now when she was all in pieces.</p><p>She's quite content to sit there listening to what he says.</p><p>How he didn't like to be alone.</p><p>And if he feels like crying she's there to hear him.</p><p>No reason to complain and nothing to fear, they always will be...</p><p><strong>Just Trying to Be</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>There was a time when you were so young and walked in their way.</p><p>They made you feel they loved you all-seeing they say.</p><p>You're going wrong if their game you don't play</p><p>And that the song I sing will leave you astray.</p><p></p><p>Unfeeling, feel lonely rejection,</p><p>Unknowing, know you're going wrong.</p><p>And they can't see that we're just trying to be,</p><p>And not what we seem,</p><p>And even now believe that it's not real and only a dream.</p><p><strong>Wond'ring Again</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>There's the stillness of death on a deathly unliving sea,</p><p>And the motor car magical world long since ceased to be,</p><p>When the eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree.</p><p></p><p>Incestuous ancestry's charabanc ride,</p><p>Spawning new millions throws the world on it's side.</p><p>Supporting their far-flung illusion, the national curse,</p><p>And those with no sandwiches please get off the bus.</p><p></p><p>The excrement bubbles,</p><p>The century's slime decays</p><p>And the brainwashing government lackeys</p><p>Would have us say</p><p>It's under control and we'll soon be on our way</p><p>To a grand year for babies and quiz panel games</p><p>Of the hot hungry millions you'll be sure to remain.</p><p></p><p>The natural resources are dwindling and no one grows old,</p><p>And those with no homes to go to, please dig yourself holes.</p><p></p><p>We wandered through quiet lands, felt the first breath of snow.</p><p>Searched for the last pigeon, slate grey I've been told.</p><p>Stumbled on a daffodil which she crushed in the rush, heard it sigh,</p><p>And left it to die.</p><p>At once felt remorse and were touched by the loss of our own,</p><p>Held it's poor broken head in her hands,</p><p>Dropped soft tears in the snow,</p><p>And it's only the taking that makes you what you are.</p><p></p><p>Wond'ring aloud will a son one day be born</p><p>To share in our infancy</p><p>In the child's path we've worn.</p><p>In the aging seclusion of this earth that our birth did surprise</p><p>We'll open his eyes.</p><p><strong>Hymn 43</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>Oh father high in heaven -- smile down upon your son</p><p>Whose busy with his money games -- his women and his gun.</p><p>Oh jesus save me!</p><p>And the unsung western hero killed an indian or three</p><p>And made his name in hollywood</p><p>To set the white man free.</p><p>Oh jesus save me!</p><p>If jesus saves -- well, he'd better save himself</p><p>From the gory glory seekers who use his name in death.</p><p>Oh jesus save me!</p><p>I saw him in the city and on the mountains of the moon --</p><p>His cross was rather bloody --</p><p>He could hardly roll his stone.</p><p>Oh jesus save me!</p><p><strong>Locomotive Breath</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>In the shuffling madess</p><p>Of the locomotive breath,</p><p>Runs the all-time loser,</p><p>Headlong to his death.</p><p>He feels the piston scraping --</p><p>Steam breaking on his brow --</p><p>Old charlie stole the handle and</p><p>The train won't stop going --</p><p>No way to slow down.</p><p>He sees his children jumping off</p><p>At the stations -- one by one.</p><p>His woman and his best friend --</p><p>In bed and having fun.</p><p>He's crawling down the corridor</p><p>On his hands and knees --</p><p>Old charlie stole the handle and</p><p>The train won't stop going --</p><p>No way to slow down.</p><p>He hears the silence howling --</p><p>Catches angels as they fall.</p><p>And the all-time winner</p><p>Has got him by the balls.</p><p>He picks up gideons Bible --</p><p>Open at page one --</p><p>Old charlie stole the handle and</p><p>The train won't stop going --</p><p>No way to slow down.</p><p><strong>Life Is a Long Song</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>When you're falling awake and you take stock of the new day,</p><p>And you hear your voice croak as you choke on what you need to say,</p><p>Well, don't you fret, don't you fear,</p><p>I will give you good cheer.</p><p></p><p>Life's a long song.</p><p>Life's a long song.</p><p>Life's a long song.</p><p></p><p>If you wait then your plate I will fill.</p><p></p><p>As the verses unfold and your soul suffers the long day,</p><p>And the twelve o'clock gloom spins the room,</p><p>You struggle on your way.</p><p>Well, don't you sigh, don't you cry,</p><p>Lick the dust from your eye.</p><p></p><p>Life's a long song.</p><p>Life's a long song.</p><p>Life's a long song.</p><p></p><p>We will meet in the sweet light of dawn.</p><p></p><p>As the baker street train spills your pain all over your new dress,</p><p>And the symphony sounds underground put you under duress,</p><p>Well don't you squeal as the heel grinds you under the wheel.</p><p></p><p>Life's a long song.</p><p>Life's a long song.</p><p>Life's a long song.</p><p></p><p>But the tune ends too soon for us all.</p><p><strong>Up the 'Pool</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>I'm going up the `pool from down the smoke below</p><p>To taste my mum's jam sarnies and see our aunty flo.</p><p>The candyfloss salesman watches ladies in the sand</p><p>Down for a freaky weekend in the hope that they'll be meeting</p><p>Mister universe.</p><p></p><p>The iron tower smiles down upon the silver sea</p><p>And along the golden mile they'll be swigging mugs of tea.</p><p>The politicians there who've come to take the air</p><p>While posing for the daily press</p><p>Will look around and blame the mess</p><p>On edward bear.</p><p></p><p>There'll be bucket, spades and bingo, cockles, mussels, rainy days,</p><p>Seaweed and sand castles, icy waves.</p><p>Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, braces dangling down,</p><p>Sun-tanned stranded starfish in a daze.</p><p></p><p>We're going up the `pool from down the smoke below</p><p>To taste my mum's jam sarnies and see our aunty flo.</p><p>The candy floss salesman watches ladies in the sand</p><p>Down for a freaky weekend in the hope that they'll be meeting</p><p>Mister universe.</p><p></p><p>There'll be buckets, spades and bingo, cockles, mussels, rainy days,</p><p>Seaweed and sand castles, icy waves,</p><p>Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, braces dangling down,</p><p>Sun-tanned stranded starfish in a daze.</p><p></p><p>Oh blackpool,</p><p>Oh blackpool.</p><p><strong>Dr. Bogenbroom</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>I have one foot in the graveyard and the other on the bus,</p><p>and the passengers do trample each other in the rush.</p><p>And the chicken hearted lawman is throwing up his fill</p><p>to see the kindly doctor to pass the super pill.</p><p>Well, I'm going down, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom.</p><p>Well, I'm on my way, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom.</p><p></p><p>Well I've tried my best to love you all,</p><p>all you hypocrites and whores,</p><p>with your eyes on each other and the locks upon your doors.</p><p>Well you drowned me in the fountain of life and I hated you</p><p>for living while I was dying, we were all just passing through.</p><p>Well, I'm going down, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom.</p><p>Well, I'm on my way, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom.</p><p><strong>For Later</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>[instrumental]</p><p><strong>Nursie</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>Tip-toes in silence `round my bed</p><p>And quiets the raindrops overhead.</p><p>With her everlasting smile</p><p>She still my fever for a while.</p><p>Oh, nursie dear,</p><p>I'm glad you're here</p><p>To brush away my pain.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Floyd, post: 445, member: 1"] [B]Song for Jeffrey[/B] Gonna lose my way tomorrow, gonna give away my car. I'd take you along with me, but you would not go so far. Don't see what I do not want to see, you don't hear what I don't say. Won't be what I don't want to be, I continue in my way. Don't see, see, see where I'm goin', Don't see, see, see where I'm goin', Don't see, see, see where I'm goin' to, I don't want to. Everyday I see the mornin' come on in the same old way. I tell myself tomorrow brings me things I would not dream today. [B]Love Story[/B] Going back in the morning time To see if my love has changed her mind, yeah. I know what I will find That she is wasting time, She could be picking roses. Going back in the morning time To see if my love has seen the light, yeah. Oh, I told her last night She should improve her sight, She could be painting the roof. Going back in the morning time To see if my love has come around, yeah. She offered me no sound, Her head is in the ground, She could be calling for winter. [B]Living in the Past[/B] Happy and I'm smiling, Walk a mile to drink your water. You know I'd love to love you, And above you there's no other. We'll go walking out While others shout of war's disaster. Oh, we won't give in, Let's go living in the past. Once I used to join in Every boy and girl was my friend. Now there's revolution, but they don't know What they're fighting. Let us close out eyes; Outside their lives go on much faster. Oh, we won't give in, We'll keep living in the past. [B]Driving Song[/B] Will they ever stop drivin' me? Have they ever taken time to see That I need some rest If I'm to do my best? Can I please stop workin' so hard? They just tell me gotta close it hard. Got to think of my health. Can I be by myself? Oh, they tell me I'll be home someday. Well I doubt it if I continue this way, `cause this hard life I've led Is makin' me dead. [B]Sweet Dream[/B] You'll hear me calling in your sweet dream, Can't hear your daddy's warning cry. You're going back to be all the things you want to be, While in sweet dreams you softly sigh. You hear my voice is calling To be mine again, Live the rest of your life in a day. Get out and get what you can While your mummy's at home a-sleeping. No time to understand `cause they lost what they thought they were keeping. No one can see us in your sweet dream. Don't hear you leave to start the car. All wrapped up tightly in the coat you borrowed from me, Your place of resting is not far. You'll hear my voice is calling To be mine again, Live the rest of your life in a day. Get out and get what you can While your mummy's at home a-sleeping. No time to understand, `cause they lost what they thought they were keeping. [B]Singing All Day[/B] Singing all day, singing `bout nothing. Singing all day, singing `bout nothing. Singing all day, singing `bout nothing, Oo, my, my, my, Oo, my, my, my. Went down to the station to look for her there, Looked through the crowds for a glimpse of her hair, Nothing to see but the crowds keep a-staring at me, My, my, Oo, my, my, my. Down in the street, try'n' to remember, Shuffling my feet outside a menswear, Is that her in the fur coat? No it's not december yet, My, my, my, Oo, my, my, my. Singing all day, singing `bout nothing. Back to the house, maybe she'll phone me, Singing my song, feeling so lonely. I'll sing very softly, so if the phone rings I can hear it, I can hear it. Singing all day, singing `bout nothing. Singing all day, singing `bout nothing. Singing all day, singing `bout nothing, Oo, my, my, my, Oo, my, my, my. [B]Teacher[/B] Well the dawn was coming, Heard him ringing on my bell. He said, ``my name's the teacher, That is what I call myself. And I have a lesson That I must impart to you. It's an old expression But I must insist it's true. Jump up, look around, Find yourself some fun, No sense in sitting there hating everyone. No man's an island and his castle isn't home, The nest is for nothing when the bird has flown.'' So I took a journey, Threw my world into the sea. With me went the teacher Who found fun instead of me. Hey man, what's the plan, what was that you said? Sun-tanned, drink in hand, lying there in bed. I try to socialize but I can't seem to find What I was looking for, got something on my mind. Then the teacher told me It had been a lot of fun. Thanked me for his ticket And all that I had done. Hey man, what's the plan, what was that you said? Sun-tanned, drink in hand, lying there in bed. I try to socialize but I can't seem to find What I was looking for, got something on my mind. [B]Witch's Promise[/B] Lend me your ear while I call you a fool. You were kissed by a witch one night in the wood, And later insisted your feelings were true. The witch's promise was coming, Believing he listened while laughing you flew. Leaves falling red, yellow, brown, all are the same, And the love you have found lay outside in the rain. Washed clean by the water but nursing it's pain. The witch's promise was coming, and you're looking Elsewhere for your own selfish gain. Keep looking, keep looking for somewhere to be, Well, you're wasting your time, they're not stupid like he is. Meanwhile leaves are still falling, you're too blind to see. You won't find it easy now, it's only fair. He was willing to give to you, you didn't care. You're waiting for more but you've already had your share. The witch's promise is turning, so don't you wait up For him, he's going to be late. [B]Inside[/B] All the places I've been make it hard to begin To enjoy life again on the inside, But I mean to. Take a walk around the block And be glad that I've got me some time To be in from the outside, And inside with you. I'm sitting on the corner feeling glad. Got no money coming in but I can't be sad. That was the best cup of coffee I ever had. And I won't worry about a thing Because we've got it made, Here on the inside, outside so far away. And we'll laugh and we'll sing Get someone to bring our friends here For tea in the evening -- Old jeffrey makes three. Take a walk in the park, Does the wind in the dark Sound like music to you? Well I'm thinking it does to me. Can you cook, can you sew -- Well, I don't want to know. That is not what you need on the inside, To make the time go. Counting lambs, counting sheep We will fall into sleep And we awake to a new day of living And loving you so. [B]Alive and Well and Living In[/B] Nobody sees her here, her eyes are slowly closing. If she should want some peace, she sits there, without moving, And puts a pillow over the phone. And if she feels like dancing no one will know it. Giving herself a chance there's no need to show her how it should be. She can't remember now when she was all in pieces. She's quite content to sit there listening to what he says. How he didn't like to be alone. And if he feels like crying she's there to hear him. No reason to complain and nothing to fear, they always will be... [B]Just Trying to Be[/B] There was a time when you were so young and walked in their way. They made you feel they loved you all-seeing they say. You're going wrong if their game you don't play And that the song I sing will leave you astray. Unfeeling, feel lonely rejection, Unknowing, know you're going wrong. And they can't see that we're just trying to be, And not what we seem, And even now believe that it's not real and only a dream. [B]Wond'ring Again[/B] There's the stillness of death on a deathly unliving sea, And the motor car magical world long since ceased to be, When the eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree. Incestuous ancestry's charabanc ride, Spawning new millions throws the world on it's side. Supporting their far-flung illusion, the national curse, And those with no sandwiches please get off the bus. The excrement bubbles, The century's slime decays And the brainwashing government lackeys Would have us say It's under control and we'll soon be on our way To a grand year for babies and quiz panel games Of the hot hungry millions you'll be sure to remain. The natural resources are dwindling and no one grows old, And those with no homes to go to, please dig yourself holes. We wandered through quiet lands, felt the first breath of snow. Searched for the last pigeon, slate grey I've been told. Stumbled on a daffodil which she crushed in the rush, heard it sigh, And left it to die. At once felt remorse and were touched by the loss of our own, Held it's poor broken head in her hands, Dropped soft tears in the snow, And it's only the taking that makes you what you are. Wond'ring aloud will a son one day be born To share in our infancy In the child's path we've worn. In the aging seclusion of this earth that our birth did surprise We'll open his eyes. [B]Hymn 43[/B] Oh father high in heaven -- smile down upon your son Whose busy with his money games -- his women and his gun. Oh jesus save me! And the unsung western hero killed an indian or three And made his name in hollywood To set the white man free. Oh jesus save me! If jesus saves -- well, he'd better save himself From the gory glory seekers who use his name in death. Oh jesus save me! I saw him in the city and on the mountains of the moon -- His cross was rather bloody -- He could hardly roll his stone. Oh jesus save me! [B]Locomotive Breath[/B] In the shuffling madess Of the locomotive breath, Runs the all-time loser, Headlong to his death. He feels the piston scraping -- Steam breaking on his brow -- Old charlie stole the handle and The train won't stop going -- No way to slow down. He sees his children jumping off At the stations -- one by one. His woman and his best friend -- In bed and having fun. He's crawling down the corridor On his hands and knees -- Old charlie stole the handle and The train won't stop going -- No way to slow down. He hears the silence howling -- Catches angels as they fall. And the all-time winner Has got him by the balls. He picks up gideons Bible -- Open at page one -- Old charlie stole the handle and The train won't stop going -- No way to slow down. [B]Life Is a Long Song[/B] When you're falling awake and you take stock of the new day, And you hear your voice croak as you choke on what you need to say, Well, don't you fret, don't you fear, I will give you good cheer. Life's a long song. Life's a long song. Life's a long song. If you wait then your plate I will fill. As the verses unfold and your soul suffers the long day, And the twelve o'clock gloom spins the room, You struggle on your way. Well, don't you sigh, don't you cry, Lick the dust from your eye. Life's a long song. Life's a long song. Life's a long song. We will meet in the sweet light of dawn. As the baker street train spills your pain all over your new dress, And the symphony sounds underground put you under duress, Well don't you squeal as the heel grinds you under the wheel. Life's a long song. Life's a long song. Life's a long song. But the tune ends too soon for us all. [B]Up the 'Pool[/B] I'm going up the `pool from down the smoke below To taste my mum's jam sarnies and see our aunty flo. The candyfloss salesman watches ladies in the sand Down for a freaky weekend in the hope that they'll be meeting Mister universe. The iron tower smiles down upon the silver sea And along the golden mile they'll be swigging mugs of tea. The politicians there who've come to take the air While posing for the daily press Will look around and blame the mess On edward bear. There'll be bucket, spades and bingo, cockles, mussels, rainy days, Seaweed and sand castles, icy waves. Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, braces dangling down, Sun-tanned stranded starfish in a daze. We're going up the `pool from down the smoke below To taste my mum's jam sarnies and see our aunty flo. The candy floss salesman watches ladies in the sand Down for a freaky weekend in the hope that they'll be meeting Mister universe. There'll be buckets, spades and bingo, cockles, mussels, rainy days, Seaweed and sand castles, icy waves, Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, braces dangling down, Sun-tanned stranded starfish in a daze. Oh blackpool, Oh blackpool. [B]Dr. Bogenbroom[/B] I have one foot in the graveyard and the other on the bus, and the passengers do trample each other in the rush. And the chicken hearted lawman is throwing up his fill to see the kindly doctor to pass the super pill. Well, I'm going down, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom. Well, I'm on my way, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom. Well I've tried my best to love you all, all you hypocrites and whores, with your eyes on each other and the locks upon your doors. Well you drowned me in the fountain of life and I hated you for living while I was dying, we were all just passing through. Well, I'm going down, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom. Well, I'm on my way, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom. [B]For Later[/B] [instrumental] [B]Nursie[/B] Tip-toes in silence `round my bed And quiets the raindrops overhead. With her everlasting smile She still my fever for a while. Oh, nursie dear, I'm glad you're here To brush away my pain. [/QUOTE]
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