Well the generations come
Hoy-polloy or chewing gum
Bad manners in style
And a very low profile
As the new wave rebel hoards
Scribble balls on notice boards
And the old wave hierarchy
Try to take 'em seriously
Because they have to
Ten years ago we were dreaming
Upstart youth and rebels all
Who have faded to the wall
Counting points of social scale
While our water brother whale
Meets extinction on the seas
On a million wounded knees
While the taxman robs the poor
Like he's always done before
Whatever system
Ten years ago we were dreaming
Dreams
There are men employing men
Employing men employing men
Employing men employing men
Who fill in forms employing men
That forms a queue of paperwork
Clear stretching out into the mirk
So that nine-tenths don't produce
Holding ransom calling truce
And looking dangerous
Ten years ago we were dreaming
The lemmings push their pens and rush
In hoards of crashing stupor
Towards the farms of Babylon
To scramble mother nature
Where unrelenting drudgery
Is all there is to nurture
And life and death are by consent
And love is for oppression
Welcome to my nightmare
It's the one in which I always press the button
A million tons of printed shit
Come through my door each day
Up to my dick, around my neck
I can't even throw it away
Bills for my shirt, receipts for my soul
With only a moment to pay
Before the thud of the future
Gives me the shakes
Welcome to my nightmare
It's the one in which I always burn the cakes
In 1649
Just as I light the loaded fire
A space invader lands
It's full of cops and bureaucrats
With bouquets of final demands
And I see my life flash before me again
Slipping through my hands
As the sound of harvest closes in
Swooping - reaping
Welcome to my nightmare
It's the one in which I walk when I'm not sleeping
In thirteen twenty four
The one we've all been waiting for
Nineteen eighty-four
There's a little man left to hold the can
He don't know how and his only plan
Is everlasting life
He beats the street with his plates of meat
In the sandwich board of his final retreat
Bellowing goodbye
Everyone sees and nobody shares
Everyone knows its the truth that he bears
That the end is nigh
And he stands against the rails at Oxford Circus
Leafleting the souls who keep this pace
That gathers speed and calls itself
The human race
And shadows fight with men of straw
In pockets of derision
While mother checks up on the stars
Denies her intuition
And sends young Julia to school
To learn an empty vision
That's full of paper tiger rats
To pass to her own children
Welcome to my nightmare
I'm the father, son and whole polluted system
In nineteen eighty-four
Nineteen eighty-four
Nineteen eighty-four
The one we've all been longing for
I've loved you
You've loved me
Just for one split second
In a universe of chance
It was all we could be
I hold you
You hold me
Underneath the stars
And spinning never quite free
Through all the trials and tribulations
Here in Mushroom Valley in the sun
Hold tight darling - here we go
The trip has hardly begun
Higher and higher
Drawn to the flames
Till the spirit
Metaphysic
Turns the lights out on the games
Dear Water World
Is there any blame
If your sons and daughters
Did away with living quarters
And any other bridges that came
Especially
When we all can see
Compassion in a plum tree
And a place alongside Heaven
For the truest, truest anarchy
Through all the trials and tribulations
Here in Mushroom Valley in the sun
Hold tight darling - here we go
The trip has hardly begun
Higher and higher
Drawn to the flames
Till the spirit
Metaphysic
I was the master's best friend
He was the only man I knew
It's been a tall harvest
And he turned us all on two
but my lips are sealed by history
And my tale I cannot tell
My name is Judas Iscariot
My home address is Hell
So baby don't you grieve after me
No no no, don't you grieve after me
Baby you don't grieve for me when I'm here
Don't grieve for me when I'm gone.
It was two hours gone midnight
When he called me to his side
He said, hey Jude, I need you boy,
I need you to take a ride.
I want you to tell those guys down town
My time's almost due But wait a minute
Jude don't stick around
'Cos no body's gonna kiss you
Now you've got all the silver
But no forgivness in your heart
And I've got 20 feet of rope
To end just where?
Your gessing game starts.
I've got endless books to write you
But my tale I cannot tell
The only way you're living is
Gonna paint my room like a desert island
With yellow sand and blue lagoon
Invite you all to come and live there
One afternoon
It'll be when no-one's looking
More likely that not
We'll close the door and turn the sky up
Find a good spot
Air fire water earth you were paradise
I'm sorry about me
I was under impression
That you were free and easy
Gonna paint my room like a desert island
With clear skies and rising swell
Leave the clowns on the jaded horizon
In Wall Streets of Hell
I must say goodbye to the blindfold
And pursue the ideal
The planet becoming the hostess
Instead of the meal
Air fire water earth you were paradise
I'm sorry about me
I was under impression
That you were free and easy
He woke up in a crashing din
Half in a dream he grabbed his sword
They smashed the door down and rushed in
"What the Hell" was his last word
He staggered out into the snow
And left a stain that didn't go
Until it was found in four million and three
By descendants of Smith
His snuff box and his shoulder pack
Were sold in 'Antiquarian'
Someone else's bric-a-brac
A taste of times long since bygone
The stain was sinking in a vice
Two feet deep in solid ice
Until it was found in four million and three
By descendants of Smith
His blood was put in their machine
Which reproduced him at great speed
Engineered a female gene
And put them in a room to breed
With esperanto anecdotes
Resuscitated microdots
The descendant of Smith
Ran a colony of centaurs
Roamed a zoo with mastodon
I lost the only reason that I ever had
I did it crazy by myself
I've always been that mad
I needed someone by me
To share the madness with
To help me through the growing pain
See me through the myth
I thought I'd found the goddess
I never was so sure
But she, as fickle as the wind
On the springtime heather moor
Cavorted on her whim of change
And with her laughter loud
Cursed my good and howled my wrong
And left me in my cloud
I lie in awful silence
Pierced by passing seconds
Every one so long
And full of you
And why
I wake in dreadful hours
Frightened by each turning
Feeling that quite soon
I should give up and die
Of you, of you but stay alive
To walk the echoing
The feeling that it was
Or maybe not
A wretched lie
The silence of the night is pierced
By owls and thieves
Sudden gusts of wind
Rustling my leaves
Loud explosions in the still
Born thoughts of old
Please don't leave your bed for long
So now you tell me that you're leaving, my friend
And I can but leave you
Into your world blowing
There isn't time to say goodbye
Nor would I ever wish to
You brought me a very many good dreams, my friend
And I'll smile beside you
For I know I saw you
The two halves of our spinning mess
Covering our laughter
And time may spread it's woven whirlwind, my friend
Far beyond our hearing
Through eternal raging
And yet I hear our voice of love
Above the loudest madness
So now you tell me that you're leaving, my friend
And I can but leave you
Fare you well
Fare you well
We'll meet again along those paving stone
Patterns of our living
And was it gold or is it silver, my friend?
I can hear you crying
Through the mist you stumble
And when you've taken that last sun
Miles away and gone
Half my life passed on
A spirit now
In leaves that blow
And leaves a world
To me to you
Nicky my child he stands there with the wind in his
hair
Wondering whether the water the wind of the where
I fear that someday he might ask me if mine is the
blame
And I've got no reply save to tell him it's all just a
game
And Heather and I lay together and I was in love
She weighted up the gains and the losses and gave me
the shove
The fear of mankind's untogetherness pounds in my heart
The deceit of my friends the betrayals of which I am
part
And O how the sea she roars with laughter
And howls with the dancing wind
To see my two feet standing here questioning
And I'm just a social experiment tailored to size
I've tried out the national machine and the welfare
surprise
I'm the rich man the poor man the peace man the war man
the beast
The festive consumer who ends up consumed in the feast
And my fife eyed promoter is clutching two birds in the
bush
He's a thief he's as bad as the joker they're both in
the rush
He's telling me Ghandi was handy and Jesus sold his
ring
(Dunno who to, God maybe)
"And everyone knows dat dis dough's gonna make me de
king"
And O how the sea she roars with laughter
And howls with the dancing wind
To see my two feet standing here questioning
Meanwhile the ticket collectors are punching their
holes
Into your memories your journeys and into your souls
Your life sentence starts and the judge hands you down
a spare wig
Saying: "Get out of that and goodbye old boy have a
good gig"
And the town label makers stare down with their gallery
eyes
And point with computer stained fingers each time you
arise
To the rules and the codes and the system that keeps
them in chains
Which is where they belong with no poems no love and no
brains
And O how the sea she roars with laughter
And howls with the dancing wind
To see my two feet standing there questioning
Meanwhile the TV commercials are sweeping the day
Brainwashing innocent kids into thinking their way
The wet politicians and clergymen have much to say
Defending desires of the sheep they are leading astray
And Ma's favourite pop star is forcing a grin he's a
smash
Obliging the soft-headed viewers to act just as flash
The village TV hooks its victims on give away cash
The addicts are numbers who serve to perpetuate trash
And O how the sea she roars with laughter
And howls with the dancing wind
To see my stupid poetry shuffleing
And the bankers and tycoons and hoarders of money and
Full up with baubles and bibles and full of no heart
Who travel first class on a pleasure excursion to fame
Are the eyes that are guiding society's ludicrous aim
And the village is making its Sunday collection in
church
The church wobbles 'twixt hell and heaven's crumbling
perch
Unnoticed the money box loudly endorses the shame
As the world that Christ fought is supported by using
his name
And O how the sea she roars with laughter
And howls with the dancing wind
To see my stupid poetry burbling
And the pin-striped sardine-cum-magician is packed in
his train
Censoring all of the censorship filling his brain
He glares through his armour-plate vision and says
"Hmm, insane"
The prisoner is taking his shoes off to walk in the
rain
And the luminous green prima donna is sniffing the sky
She daren't tread the earth that she's smelling her
birth was too high
Her bank balance castle is built on opinion and fear
Which is all she allows within three hundred miles of
her ear
And O how the sea she roars with laughter
And howls with the dancing wind
To see my stupid poetry burbling
And I've seen all your pedestal values your good and
your bad
If you really believe them your passing is going to be
hard
And I've thought through our thought and I know that
its blind silly season
Occurs when our reasoning is trying to fathom a reason
And if you really know it's all a joke but you're just
putting me on
Well it's sure a good act that you've got 'cos you
never let on
But if all of that supersale overkill world is for real
Well there's nowhere to go kid so you might as well
start to freewheel
And O how the sea she roars with laughter
And howls with the dancing wind
To see my two feet standing there burbling
And I had this dream in here same time as standing
awake
These various visions rushed through as I giggled and
quaked
The distant guns thunder my end and I duck for a while
Auntie Lily is handing me candy she chuckles I smile
And our village is where I was born and it's where I
will die
And I'll never be able to leave it whatever I try
The ebb and the flow of the forces of life pass me by
Which is all that I'll know from my birth to my last
gasping sigh
And O how the sea she roars with laughter
And howls with the dancing wind
To see the dying lying there obeying
My age and my time
The blood fire wine and rhyme
That fills my dream reminds me of an atom in a bubble
on a wave
That held it's breath for one sweet second then was
popped and disappeared
Into fruitful futilities meaningless meaning
Meaningless meaning
Under the toadstool lover down by the dream
Everything flowing over rainbows downstream
Silver the turning water flying away
I'll come to see you sooner I'm on my way
And there's a mirror that I'm looking straight through
And I get it
And there's a doorway that I'm ducking into
To forget it
But flashing just beyond the sky the shattering
midnight gathers
And reminding me behind my mind the earth quakes the
sun flakes flutter
Over the mountain fairground
Candy flies stay
Under the moonshine fountain
I'm on my way
Lemon tree blossom ladies
Poured my tea
After the blue sky breezes following me
There's a river that I'm making in (??)
And I know it
And I'm floating to I don't care where
I just go it
But flashing just beyond the sky the shattering
midnight gathers
And reminding me behind my mind the earth quakes the
sun flakes flutter
Daffodil April petal hiding the game
Forests of restless chessmen life is the same
Tides in the sand sun lover watching us dream
Covered in stars and clover rainbows downstream
And the question in the great big underneath is forever
And the fanfare that I'm forcing through my teeth
answers "Never"
But the flashing just beyond the sky the shattering
midnight gathers
And reminding me behind my mind the earth quakes the
sun flakes flutter
The pumpkin coach and the rags approach and the wind is
Down in the deep recesses
Of my torture
I am spreadeagled by it
Watching the knife
Slowly going in
Exposing my naked
Thumping heart
And I shed a tear
For a grey sky
My executioner is masked
I try to take a deep breath
As she rips the aorta
Hoping that she also rips
My lungs or windpipe
So that I can play her
The final power chord
Of my last intake
Straight into her face
The tear running down mine
Will be the last thing I feel
Before I awake
To collect my shreaded dreams
From around the universe
You don't mind if I sit next to you
Do you madam
Help me with a point or two
Help me madam?
Help me ma'am to walk on by
Help me madam
A desert flood and a hole in the sky
Help me madam
I don't make a fuss
I can't do because
I'm just another loony sitting next to you on the bus
Yes I am ma'am
3000 acres of forest a day
Hell for leather
Felled and killed evaporates away
Heavy weather
Drifting north the deluge breaks
Acid mother
Death to all you swedish lakes
Altogether
If you make a fuss
I'll get you (faster) because
I'm bulldog english loony sitting next to you on the bus
Yes I am ma'am
But what I say ain't worth a sheet
Is it mother?
Breaking methane through the seat
Listen mother
Lighting it to warm my feet
Only mother
How we gonna cool the heat
Cool it mother
(and) DON'T MAKE A FUSS
BECAUSE OTHERWISE
You can only explain the pain when you've got it
The fountain of spring evergreen
To be holding another who needs you to linger
Looking for something you've seen
Round and round the world I've been travelling
Lying with you girl and I've finally been
Into the rarefied ringside of Heaven
Looking for something I've seen
In your eyes
Jacqueline
You are my fantasy
Queen of the May
Married in paradise
Maile Lei
I gave you my heart 'cause there wasn't an option
You gave me a world when I hadn't a bean
Now all that I need girl is you here forever
Looking for something I've seen
You gave me a dream I thought I'd foresaken
And time is a travel machine
To get me across onto your side of Heaven
Looking for something I've seen
In your eyes
I once held a lantern of love in my hands
She was all I could see
Kicking the brown leaves of childhoold around us
We danced the deep sea
That welled from the spring of the boy that I was
Held in her flame
Feeling her learning
Watching her burning
To see the first man I became
Little lady
Who made me
Was it you
Or is it that old unforgiveness
That I can't forget
I was her warchild and she was my wildcat
We lived in a dream
Broke up for summer unfolding the secret
And woke up downstream
Facing the current that said that we couldn't
Go on
Tearing the seed out
With sharp tongues
And no doubt
Before it was born
Little lady, etc
Sometimes I cry in the flood of my guts
Laughing in sadness
Bursting with rage in the wounds of revenge
Bleeding forgiveness
It isn't you love or anything new
I just tasted
It's myself standing
Standing watching me,
Getting hung up
Spaced and wasted
I am a child
I am a sanctuary
Wild at my mother's knee
Freedom has a piece of me
Every night I run away
Loose the nooses and drift astray
Chasing dreams into outer space
Trying to face
The day
Living life
Against the law
Forcing us all to endure
Sneaking home to close the door
Every night we run away
Loose the nooses and drift astray
Chasing dreams into outer space
Trying to face
The day
Every night we do our best to lose it
Skinning up and chasing better days
Getting up and moving to the music
O dance my darling lady fair
My darling mayflower
Show me just how much you dare
Forget our daytime labour
We're in the wind
You feel us in the breeze
Teaching leaves
To grow the trees
Smoothing
Daytime memories
And every night we run away
Loose the nooses and drift astray
Chasing dreams into outer space
Trying to face
Tune down 2 whole steps to C.
Cadd9: X32020
F? : 133200
D2 : xx0230
D G D
When I was a little baby, my momma rocked me in the
cradle
in them old killing fields back home.
When Adolf schizomania was burning central Manchester
D A G D
in them killing fields back home.
Everybody's got one, somewhere to run and
my spitfires dog the spires of dover.
And there were bluebirds in the, July skies above her
D G Dm C Dm
though very soon it would be over, over.
Dm D2 Dm D2
She died in the middle of the summer
G C Dm D2 Dm D2
in a soaking wet wilderness, fighting for the flame of
life.
Dm D2 Dm D2
Dodging the bullet and the drummer
G C Dm D2 Dm D2
till the devil inside her, bayoneted his beautiful
wife.
Cadd9 Dm D2 Dm D2
Oh--- so long, so long the knife
Cadd9 Dm D2 Dm D2
oh--- so young, to be taken from this life
Cadd9
oh--- so young.
Cadd9 F G
Muriel, you turned me on to heaven,
Am Dm Cadd9
found yourself in hell, dear mother.
Cadd9 F G
Muriel, dancing in your shadow,
Am Dm Cadd9
I know you oh so well, like no one other.
G F? G F?
I'll forgive you for leaving me here, it's a beautiful
place
G F? Am
Always seems like i'm holding you near in endless
embrace
Dm G
cruising the room with amazing grace.
Chorus:
Cadd9
We'll be dancing all the night, We'll be dancing all
the night,
We'll be dancing all the night, in the moonlight.
We'll be dancing all the night, We'll be dancing all
the night,
Cadd9
We'll be dancing all the night, in the moonlight.
Cadd9 F G
Muriel, I must have always sussed you,
Am Dm Cadd9
I guess I always will, I live in wonder.
Cadd9 F G
Muriel, I must have always kissed you,
Am Dm Cadd9
one kiss and I can tell, blood love and thunder.
G F? G F?
I'll forgive you for leaving me here, it's a beautiful
place
G F? Am
Always feels like i'm holding you near in endless
embrace
Dm G
cruising the room with amazing grace.
Chorus:
Cadd9
We'll be dancing all the night, We'll be dancing all
the night,
We'll be dancing all the night, in the moonlight.
We'll be dancing all the night, We'll be dancing all
the night,
Cadd9
We'll be dancing all the night, in the moonlight.
Oh Cora, oh Cora
I never knew your head
Cora for that matter
I never shared your bed
Cora, oh Cora
It wasn't lightly said
But living in two cultures
Our lives were truly led
Seeing folks flag waving was our torture
Pigeon holes and theories hard on our trails
I used mine as a bedspread forever no further
Believe in any more integrity fails
Oh Cora, oh Cora
I never knew your head
Cora for that matter
I never shared your bed
Cora, oh Cora
It wasn't lightly said
But living in two cultures
Our lives were truly led
The sadness in my hears as I was leaving
Was maybe that I might not understand
Distance playing host to disbelieving
I must have never seen you in my hand
Oh Cora, oh Cora
I never knew your head
Cora for that matter
I never shared your bed
Cora, oh Cora
It wasn't lightly said
But living in two cultures
Baby, won't you play with me ?
Games that no one else can see ?
Layin' over up my window
Flash ……………………
Still away from mummy, oh there's my little girl
I'm the pillow of my ……………..
Run your fingers under and over, ……………..
I don't forget about tomorrow in the same place after
school.
Baby, make me come your feels
Let me hold your thirteen years
In between the silky, love me
Rest my garden , let ……….
Oh baby I can feel you, see my thunderbirds
Melten as they gather in the plains of magic first
We can be forever and ever, watching the water flow
Floating in the lake of our peace after love and after
all.
We can be forever and ever, watching the water flow
Floating in the lake of our peace after love and after
There's a lady who knows you know
All the to's and the fro's they go
When they're changing their minds
As the passion unwinds
But she knows as she watches
Over the evening star
That they'll all be together
No matter where they all are
There's a prince on a mountain top
And the mystery fills his cup
With the call of the wind
And a beautiful child
And she knows as she watches
Over the evening star
That they'll all be together
No matter where thay all are
And she knows as she watches
Over the evening star
I walk in your footsteps love
when you're not even there
you fly me in my fleeting steps
towards the dreams we share
I'll be with you till the time itself
is overstretched and breaks
for I will be in love with you
for longer than it takes
I love myself as I love you
as time will surely tell
I love you better for the way
you love yourself as well
I'll be with you till time itself
is overstretched and breaks
for I will be in love with you
for longer than it takes
you don't know the times I've cried
the purest simple joy
I met a girl who took me in
I could never destroy
she feels my pleasures and my pains
she gives more than she's got
I'll never be worthy of that
no matter what
through all my barbed wire
through my fury's blackest hour
she bursts the bubbling rages
that built the ivory tower
through all my barriers
my anger and despair
I've got a friend to turn to and
D G F#m
The bumble bees stumble
the butterflies tumble
F#m Em
the birds on the water-line stare
D G F#m
the heavens have crowned her
the star grass grows round her
F#m Em
her dreams fill the very still air
Bm A
just east of the sun
Bm A
where our loving was done
D G F#m D
I can still see her breasts on the edge of the morning
G F#m Em D
If the six billion
On the planet
To a woman
Decided
That it was worth saving
That puppy foxes
In the spring air
Scratching parasites
And springing hope eternal
Still brought a smile
Still told of an eden
Lost by some
Enriched by most
Then a duty might be heard
Calling in the distance
If the chemistry
On the planet
Collided
To expectation
Much would be saved
The parasites would flourish
In the long winter
The scorching greenhouse
Thirty, as we know it
Would perhaps be old age
Or not at all
Depending on the brew
In the collision
Who cares? Right?
Duty as a chemical event
Duty as an inevitable event
Right?
Ha...
I. No One Ever Gets Out Alive
II. Two Lovers in the Moon
III. We Are the People
IV. All Us Children (So Sadly Far Apart)
V. We Are the People (reprise)
VI. No One Ever Gets Out Alive (finale)
No one ever gets out alive
Not you or me
Can you imagine TV in heaven
Ghosts on Eleven Alive
Elvis and Jesus on Johnny Carson
God on the same 9 to 5
(Thank goodness) No-one ever gets out alive
Not you or me
Under the spreading chestnut in April
I'm gonna lay me down
Get on with being one of the people
Don't let it get me down
(Thank goodness) No-one ever gets out alive
Not you or me
All of my life I've been chasing reality
All that I write is a dream
But some dreams come true
Though it's only a few
The most are off-beam
And all that I see are the ghosts of the robbers
Who laid all these traps
Where blind politicians made desperate decisions
With wall to wall cops
And I'm so surprised at you
I never realised that you needed living this way
I thought you had brains
But it only remains
To bid you good day
And a very good day
Cos me and my lady know it's so shady
We sometimes try turning away
But where can we go
Where we just wouldn't know
There's only today
But the road's so long and longer
Like a dream adrift a stone
Where she and I together lie
And then apart are thrown
Two pebbles in the wheeltreads
Of passing afternoon
Shed by time and circumstance
Two lovers in the moon
And through the passing years love
I will quest for you and I
I know you are my lady
You'll believe me by and by
By and by
Falling here with her
Into the evening breeze
Over her shoulder
Before the sunset seas
O my love
Must we leave this place
To believe
That all the time
We slowly climb
Towards the vision
We are the people
Precious time began
We are the people
When all is said and done
We are the people
We are everyone
We are the people
And gone
We don't have precious time my love
To hide in high rise crime above
These politics of slime my love
We only have each others eyes
To see the world
(Can I read your hands
Are there any lines
Do we carry on
Are there any signs?)
I'm looking to build a home
With you
If I ask you to be part
Of me
And true
In the heart
That I will always be
In you
And I trust my true love
You in me
And I'm looking to build this dream
Come true
Into the deep of deepest
Heart to heart
With you
And all us children
In this present world
So sadly far apart
Can you hear me
As all the time
We slowly climb
Towards the vision
We are the people
Precious time began
We are the people
When all is said and done
We are the people
We are everyone
And gone
And power
Cannot be held
For longer than splitting an atom
Or longer than batting an eyelid
Or longer than being a bee
On a flower
Any by and by
I'm gonna see your face
In another sky
As we leave this place
With an old invitation in your smile
No prosecution or any trial
And under the spreading chestnut in April
I'm gonna lay my case
With you in my arms as two of the people
Head out to inner space
(Thank goodness) No one ever gets out alive
Not you or me
I didn't say no-one ever got out
But no-one ever gets out alive
dung xiaoping
what's in your head
tearing your people's ideas
into a shread
helmut
what's in your head
cracks in the pavement
watch where you tread
(margaret
what's in your head
trying to shaft us with poll tax
we shaft you instead)
mikhail
when we are old
we'll remember the time
you came in from the cold
human
what'll it be
a flash in the pan
or eternity
When the day is done, and the ball has spun
C Fmaj7
In the umpire's pocket away,
C Dm
And all remains, in the groundsman's pains,
C Fmaj7
For the rest of time and a day.
There'll be one mad dog and his master, pushing for 4
with the spin.
C Em C Dm
On a dusty pitch, with two pounds six, of willowwood in
the sun.
C Fmaj7 C G
When an old cricketer leaves the crease, you never know
whether he's gone,
C Fmaj7 C Dm
If maybe you're catching a fleeting glimpse, of a
twelfth man at silly mid-on.
C Fmaj7 C G
And it could be Geoff, and it could be John,
C Fmaj7
With a new ball sting in his tail.
C Dm
And it could be me, and it could be thee,
C Fmaj7
And it could be the sting in the ale.........sting in
the ale.
C G Fmaj7
Solo on verse
Verse 2 (chords as above - sorry don't have the words
to hand)
The earth is possessed
By the curse of the west
Who devour
Newpaper furniture
Paparazzia by the hour
But a man with a vision
Believed
That tomorrow's begun
And has to be won
And nobody here is reprieved
O Chico, Chico Mendes
The man in a million
Stood in the way
Stood his ground
For the earth
For the coming of day
The chorus of dawn
On the perch of each morning
Receives
A forest of tears
As the joy reappears
On their leaves
And believes
Sings his name
And the tallest tree
Forever stands
Beyond the flame(s)
North south east and west
We can all reach the rest
Every day
Now is the change
To set out together
For a beautiful day
Whoever saw it
A different way
Was a man in a nightmare
Too numb to the future
Of brilliant possibles
Ever to share
The same air
As the men in the clay
O Chico, Chico Mendes
Just about a mile from where the motorways all merge
You can view the national edifice, a monumental splurge
It's the lonesome traveler's rotgut or bacteria's
revenge
The great plastic spectacular descendant of Stonehenge
And the people come to worship on their death-defying
wheels
Fancy-dressed as shovels for their death-defying meals
It's the Watford Gap, Watford Gap
A plate of grease and a load of crap
At one a.m. on Sunday you can hear the boys declare
That the other team were fairies and the ref was Fred
Astaire
It's Chopper Ronnie's fan club on their weekly
pilgrimage
To stick the hero's boot in all the way from Stamford
Bridge
And without a solid concrete-burger no night is
complete
Plastic cups of used bathwater wash away defeat
It's the Watford Gap, Watford Gap
A plate of grease and a load of crap
The traffic jam is rattling like a five-mile cornered
snake
With fuming pieces falling off and steaming in its wake
The city's like a goolie in a groupie's stagnant womb
Spaghetti Junction's target in the vinegar strokes of
doom
The countryside is ravaged like a syphilitic whore
Yodeling up the canyon is the dirty old Blue Boar
It's the Watford Gap, Watford Gap
Youth went a wooing
Fleet of the feet
Ran the horizons
Living his life out for love
Never knowing how fast
They could meet
All too soon it was over
Gone in a flash
Wilted and withered
Limping away out of love
Out of time out of life at a dash
It won't be long now
Before all the skies
Come circling overhead
Waiting for godot
With ravenous cries
For summer is fading
Here come the storms
The mirror's got misty
Crying my heart out for love
As I lie in the last of her arms
So let us be gentle
Especially with us
Share all our moments
Treasure the pleasure of love
As we fathom uncertain because
It won't be long now
Before all the skies
Come circling overhead
Waiting for godot
Sweeping skies and breezey greens, can maybe show us
what it means,
C Em
To feel the worlds, imagination.
D Em(7)
I'll come and see you yesterday, we'll close our eyes
and drift away,
C Em
Can we be real, without escaping?
D Em(7)
Twelve hours of sunset, six thousand miles.
A6 Em7 A6 Em7
Illusions and movies, far away smiles.
A6 Em7 C* D Em(7)
Twelve hours of sunset, half a day in the skies,
A6 Em7 A6 Em7
(I'll) be with you tomrrow, as the steel crow
flies........
A6 C* D Em(7)
.....oh...........how time flies......
C* D Em C* D Em
I used to think I wasn't mad, but now I know its all I
had,
Can hope be lost, or only seeming.
Now that time's turned into space, there's no time to
check the pace,
And no-one cares, except for dreaming, (dream.......)
Twelve hours of sunset, twilight sublime,
A6 Em7 A6 Em7
Be with you tomorrow, backwards in time.
A6 Em7 C* D Em
.....oh...........how time flies......
I thought you had passed, but you caught me at last,
Where you know I could never be worn.
And now that you're here, and you finally hear,
It's so clear on the wings of the dawn.
Where your smile starts to shine, as you breath in the
brine
Of the spray on the very same day.
The same day we all go, when we're sure that we know,
What it is to be floating away.
And there's a lovenest, on Tom Tiddler's Ground
And there's a lovenest, on Tom Tiddler's Ground
And there's a lovenest, on Tom Tiddler's Ground
Long before Eden, was lost and found.
But you know you'll have to be kind, if you're ever
gonna find,
The place that your face could have been shown.
Especially when you don't dare, to force anyone there,
To share in the ice being blown.
And there's a lovenest....
And you heard me say 'yes', but you know its a guess,
As somebody else shouted 'no'.
And you know freedom is free, of all the forces that
And the ice that you too thought you should throw.
And there's a lovenest....
I thought you had passed, but you caught me at last,
where you know I could nvere be worn.
And now that you're here, and you finally hear,
It's so clear on the wings of the dawn.
And you know freedom is free, of all the forces that
And the ice that you too thought should be thrown.
These last days, I've never known in so many ways
Looking around me, I realise I've found me ablaze
In the peace, deep in the soul of someone who sees
That no revolution, no new solutions could ease.
We might have to take the world the way we made it
It seems we have to find a fight
Though some of us ain't satisfied with less than any
Universe
I'm not sure that any side is right.
Any side is just a passing figment of mind
Made up of folks disillusioned and frightened inside
In the main, we steer the easy course around pain
Wars to end wars are like laws to end claws, they're
insane
Sweet anarchy, always so real and peaceful to be
Moment by moment for facing the world honestly.
We might have to take the world the way we made it
It seems there ain't no turning back
Though some of us ain't satisfied with less than any
Universe
Well, Hell, I'll have to go along with that 'cause I've
got mine
Left right left right
The war came home tonight
Set alight by satellite
Drenched in tracer bullet bright
Left right left right
The newsmen stir their appetite
Camera zooming every goof
Shooting ratings bullet proof
Desperate to generate
A crisis to manipulate
You'll wonder where the country went
In the target rich environment
Left right left right
The corner of the room's alight
With images of pure uptight
To keep the voyeurs glued all night
You'll wonder...
Whose side dog is on
In the golden age of weapon
Wrong right wrong right
Death comes cruising through in spite
To give cold martyrs back their sight
As like as if this black was white
'Dark star' bombs will feed us
With bulletproof newsreaders
Read all about it - next
Turn to the tv - text
Left right left right
The war came home tonight
Where once were men are now but sheep
-a fiction and far cry
From planet earth's proud animal
-who would be you and I.
Alas, our forebears drank the cup of poisoned alibi
And made excuses far and wide,
and made God in the sky.
This boogaloo's now round the world
-bad trips for everyone.
No more the man of paradise
or the Celt of Albion.
They queue like burning moths to spread the all-time
vicious lie.
You christians destroyed our tribe
-I'll fight you till I die.
And you can cut me down for what I said
But goodness lives where God is dead.
The history of religion is the history of the State
Incestuous exploiters of a catalogue of hate.
The man of peace was over-run by armies of the "Lord"
Who signed their names to any war
and sang to praise the sword.
The mission heads for outer space
the voices ring and swell
With aeons of self-righteousness
the senseless echoes knell
The words get much more meaningless
-even plainer to tell
That those who would pronounce this God
are those who make this hell.
And you can cut me down for what I said
But goodness lives where God is dead.
LOVE IS THE great triumph over christianity.
She made a fool of silly priests. She mocked authority.
She filled her bed with happiness.She gripped his loins
for joy
And felt ecstatic agonies and screamed the sweetest
cry.
Her children are the legacy of failure to be chained
An everasting mutiny of flowers where it rained.
They rise out of oppression
They speak with one accord.
The fountains breath- the spirit lives-
The future rests assured.
And to say that God is dead presupposes that
he was at some time alive.
All along the ancient wastes the thin reflections spin
That gather all the times and tides at once we love
within
That build the edges round the shrouds that cloud the
setting sun
And carry us to other days and other days to one
And full the single stillness of the mirror that is
made
By each and every one of all the colours in a shade
Inside each eye is sitting like the sword inside the
blade
And longs for once upon a chance to open love's cascade
For here we stand - hand to hand
Fighting for the Promised Land
And you try to tell me with consternation
That you have found me a brand new lock
Then you try to warn me that there's only one
combination
One new sling - the same old rock
There is a famous straggler stood on the edge of time
Who held the staff but did not feel the pain
He multiplied the mystery with utterance sublime
And crossed his heart for those who died insane
His friend a restless mouthpiece 7000 years of age
Trends to flash a face to shape his ways
Everlasting light is burning bright inside his cage
He's only got to breathe to fan the blaze
Such a groove to have him here on-board Her Ladyship*
The man who makes his living out of bed
Such a gas to see him flying through his ceaseless lip
One day, someday soon, he'll lose his head
And withering in the galleries with eyes fixed on the
door
Are who and you and me and thanks a lot
And those who see but cannot stand to walk on any floor
For fear that good is something bad is not
But loud and clear is the call
In black and white across your wall
Damn it all, man, can't you see
And you try to tell me with consternation
That you have found me a brand new lock
Then you try to warn me that there's only one
combination
The demons catch me
On the stair
And I don't know where, I am
I don't know how I got there
Where was I going?
What was I doing?
Before that same thought
Reached down and caught
Hooked me in the gut
Cursed me from every angle
As I was pulled out
Of the water again
And began to suffocate in pain
Desperately grappling
To untie the knot
That I can't even get hold of
That I can't see but only feel
What am I doing?
How the hell did I lose her?
How could i?
Why did I say things I didn't mean?
Where have I just been?
The house creaks
In the silent parting
Of the day after day
Of no one
Not a sound
Why was she so mean?
Was it because she felt she could be
Because she felt she was right?
O what a prick I am
What a shite
And what am I holding?
O... Yes, it's a plug
Why can't she understand?
Because she's never been left
She's my drug
And now cold turkey
Where was I going?
To put it on the lamp
That's right
I wonder whether she's looked up
Now there's no one left to vote for
And there's very rarely been
No more voices of the people
G (F#) Em
Who are not of the machine
And the giant public monster
Gathering summer's silent scream
Swearing blind he's not been seen
Hiding bones that everyone sees
[Chorus]:
And everybody knows
That everybody goes
G (F#) Em D
In - Sa - ne
The revolution's always over
The apocalypse is now
All hands are on the keyboard
Hardly any on the plough
The new government's the old one
Same old handbags at the helm
Lapsing back into religion
Letting voices overwhelm
[Chorus]
It got crazy on the frontline
Manning barricades to wait
On the motherboards of freedom
For the hordes of solid state
Long before the menu
Was having problems with the date
And the mice became the men
Far too late
[Chorus]
Now my church is in the dungeon
Down the fourteenth corridor
Virtual guards surround me
With electronic walls
We're at the level of playstation
Where the rich become the poor
On their bended knees they're praying
For more, so much more . .
[Chorus]
No there's no one left to vote for
Only fools to vote against
The refugees have all surrended
The perimeter's been fenced
Six billion dreamers are all banged up
By the screment of dough
And the new religion
of the W.T.O
[Chorus]
I have given up the memory
Of my years of dreaming on
To be as silent as I'm angry
About this trip through babylon
I feel the building of the final
Psyche of the snake
Make a killig every lunchtime
Sleep it off until I wake
Early one morning
I was on my way to sleep
Early one morning
I was on my way to sleep
When I let one out
It was more than I could keep
In my time of dying
I don't want nobody to moan
In my time of dying
I don't want nobody to moan
Cos I'll still be alive
In the methane zone
Meet me sweet Jesus meet me
Meet me in the middle of air
Meet me sweet Jesus meet me
Meet me in the middle of air
If my wings should fail me Lord
There's an owl in the valley fixing his prey
He's not counting the tally
It's down to what comes up before the day
And the trees in the orchard were taken from a narrow
view of time
Where the minds of the tortured perpetuated patron
saints of crime
Oh civilisation.
I can fit into your puzzle but it's hardly, hardly ever
a hold
And I'll tell you, yeah yeah, tell you the trouble
The habits I've got are more than 10.000 years old
And we cannot sell our souls to learning morals
Big brother is no place for us to slide
We cannot live by numbers or on laurels
And hardly on how far from death we hide.
And it's not a case of rampant paranoia
But just an age I'd love to see unborn
Not that I'd be missing playing Goya
More like I feel awkward passing on
Civilisation, civilisation down to my children
Without a question.
While the prophets of freedom, battery farming brains
for narrow minds
Have decided, yes they decided that meaning is far
beyond the lives they left behind
As two thirds of the population dine
On scraps in shadow lengthening with time
While propaganda spreads the same old theme
You is me and we can change the game, bullshit.
Oh but how many times have we written these lines
And delivered these signs and not made it happen
Walking the tightrope of taking our head off
Losing the rhythm, idealising and all criticising
And not realising that we've changed and left and we've
gone.
And sad to be leaving the things we believe in but time
has a way and we fly
The next age is born and the old hands are gone and
done in the wink of an eye
No point in passing bad reason good guessing, no time
for massing much more than can flourish with love.
And right now, my darling, I'm lying here dreaming of
feeling, no daylight between us
So wherever you are and whenever I'm there is someplace
we've got to be ours
Can we right-heartedly stand in this light and see what
might turn out to be crazy enough, enough to be we ?
When we've had a past sad enough to last for sometime
into the future
These storms have torn and true love is alone and the
past is almost a failure
Consciences burn in the programme turn, computing the
social behaviour
But yoke revolts, the foundation bolts and cries for
yet another saviour.
And I'd pack my things on a pair of wings and tomorrow
I'd be parting
With the summer birds and the winter herds for a place
to face a new heart in
But it makes no difference, where I am I'm in the game
first hand
There are no certain answers and no time to understand
The rules are set to paradox, coercion and blind faith
The goal's a changing paradise, a moment out of date
The dream is righteous grandeur fit to flood the
universe
The fact is more than meets the eye but less than runs
the earth, running the earth.
And the prisoner of the present paces up and down
inside his cell
He's the living replacement, somersaulting from this
psychic well
Screaming : 'I'm the sponsor of a hell'
Voices like the sea inside a shell
Telling me I cannot stake a claim
Possession is a clue but not the game
So please leave this world as clean as when you came.
So please leave this world as clean as when you came
Please leave this world as clean as when you came
Please leave this world as clean as when you came
It's high time to fly
In the face of the lie
It is over
To slave for ideals
That have long been ordeals
Must be over
So come on you man
Don't be conned yet again
Finding out you've got nowt...
Must be over... for good
Sometimes I vote
For the man in the coat
But I'm dreaming
With community dead
And rat race instead
I'd be dreaming
That I could be heard
In the state of absurd
Really dreaming... whacko...
Right out there
(For good?)
You know in your heart of hearts
In your vision
In your children
That you've gotta make a new start
In this hour of decision
If you are the tabloid
Caught up in this typhoid
Of cuckoo
Still hoarding the butter
In the mountains of muttering
Voodoo
Spreading this gospile
According to hostile
Well fuck you... fuck you
You deserted the spirit forever... sheep
Fuck you... for good
Why don't you fuck off
With your certified culture
Whimping away to some
Pasturised future
Killing the airwaves
Gannets for guano
Shit for propaganda
Radio dumbo
The people who've got
Three worlds on sale (just gimme)
Would rip the fourth apart
Re-package you
Rip you off
Flog the only heart
In the sell out, the sell out
Not brave enough to change it
Too low down to inherit the earth
So look in the mirror
And tell me
It's all going to happen
That the doors of perception
And justice
Will finally open
All by themselves
Without lifting a finger
Just by hoping... just by hoping...
ohh just by openening
Opening
Pandora's box...
So fill all the forms in
With misinformation and vanish
Or pass to your children
The code they will need to diminish
The world that you knew
That you brought them into
For the anguish
For the relish... for the fish...
For all of us
You know in your heart of hearts... etc
So pull up a fire
And throw down your gun
The fourth world is here
Soon there'll either be none
Or one global village
With faces as bright as the sun
One global village
As I walked over North Botley copse
I saw a fine lady ghost across the tops
With a ring on her finger and the wings on her toes
She can have music wherever she goes
Those were the days in the cradle of our love
Those are the days I dream of sweetly
Those were the days and I thank the stars above
The flycatcher, the cherry tree, the chestnut coal fire sea
As the last hope of sunshine embers on the hill
At the end of all the rainbows where the timeless legends dwell
A ghostly coach and four love, storms the midnight rain
As silently aurora almightly refrains
Those were the days in the cradle of our love
Those are the days I dream of sweetly
Those were the days and I thank the stars above
I'm sick to the teeth of the news on the screen
of hisbullah scum and jihad the obscene
whose men plant the bombs and then live feeling free
to watch women and children be killed on T.V.
which satan delivers a child a death curse
in the name of a worn out collection of verse
I've not read the book so I cannot recite
but I'd bet Salman Rushdie is just about right
underneath the black cloud of islam
What kind of publicity needs so much blood
that's not for some sad diablical god
selling himself as a two-bit Macbeth
as the expect in sentencing cousins to death
and what kind of god can this be anyway
that you have to prostrate to him five times a day
with hate in your heart and a gun in your hand
is force the only thing to understand
underneath the black cloud of islam?
and the butchers who've got all this blood on their hands
are the ones who need god to be stood where he stands
blessing this kidnapping, murder and war
with books written hundreds of ages before
and woman in veils walking paces behind
doesn't sit easy in my mind
it speaks of oppression and no other choice
that rigid compliance with the loudest voice
underneath the black cloud of islam
You can put a lead bullet clean through this guitar
'cos I'm not overjoyed with the story so far
sharing a world with the nutters of god
is as good as being six feet under the sod
words that are written are all here to say
and these are the latest there are anyway
and I am the prophet so don't believe me
I'm the same as the old ones expect that I'm free
to give you a piece of my mind which is this
you're the worst of jehovas blind witlessnesses
with your feet in the door of the deepest abyss
I'm sorry
So sorry
Sorry
About the weather
I'm sorry
About the weather
Please accept apologies
From the management
Typhoon hurricane
Rainstorm come again
Tiger tiger burning oilslick
Greenhouse motor car
Nuclear waste
Power up electric
Power up electric
I'm so sorry
And I'm so sorry
No you're not
Your not sorry
Jackdaw watches sunset
From the telegraph pole
At five to three in yellow light
As black as shiny coal
Still life
The world is stopped and waiting
The clock has frozen still
Except for half a million eyes
That wander to the thrill
Of still life
Fading primrose turns to pink
Shadows play dark hand
To mark a place he floated
When he knew he couldn't land
Still life
There's preserved forever
Still life six below
The most perfect impression
Of a wingbeat in the snow
Square boxes to live in
Obnoxious, disgusting
We come home in echoes
Of lift shafts and hollows
All jealous of others
What beautiful brothers
Happy days are here at last
I feel them in the air
Happy days are here at last
Everbody's there
Square boxes to stare at
Max Bygraves and all that
Wage packets used bog roll
Bureaucrats my gas hole
Big brother is growing
No spaces no knowing
Happy days are here at last
I feel them in the air
Happy days are here at last
Everbody's there
Once I was anothers lover
Now I am my own
Trying to call myself a brother
Living here alone
Maybe if you came to see me
Wishing I wasn't so blind
Sitting here thinking to be free
Maybe we'd all change our mind
She is kind and beautiful
I am young and strong
We have never met each other
But it can't be long
Oft' I have slept by her window
Often I whisper her name
And wonder that words in the wind blow
The process of my words profane
The poems I still breathe
The soothing silent masterpieces
Hanging on the breeze
That brushed me with your spirit
And left my head at ease
That woke me up and lifted me
To see a moment freeze
I still see you naked
In my naked eye
Underneath the honeysuckle
Naked summer sky
Far off dreams I lead with you
In other lives
That gently pass us by
We may never speak again
Or wonder why
You woke me up and lifted me
To see a moment freeze
It made me cry
The quiet waters by
I'm just a sophisticated beggar living underneath your
summer day
Counting all my blessings as I'm counting all the money
I've accumulated on my way
I don't want your plastic Gods
Tin-pot religions and silly ideas
All I want is your money
I listen to you but I know you have nothing to say
I'm just a sophisticated beggar living underneath your
summer day
I'm an emancipated firework exploding on your busy
street
Strumming my guitar as you pass in your car always
trying to knock me clean off my feet
I don't care if you own the whole world
The stars in the sky
Or a heavenly body
You're wasting your time if it's only that that you're
trying to convey
'Cos I'm just a sophisticated beggar living underneath
your summer day
I'm an emaciated hipster drinking dreams and eating
consciousness
Standing in the gutter in the middle of a splutter
hiding horrors underneath my largesse
I'd be hoarse for a million years
Trying to rescue my brain from the flood of my mind
And all that I need, seems to me, to be needless to say
'Cos I'm just a sophisticated beggar living underneath
there's a house on a hillside in a picture book
where he stands with his mother as I stop and look
he's a child of the northlands with his long golden hair
and his smile running wild
in the snow by the campfire where the nights are long
you can hear his daddy sing a very old song
and his mummy's a beautiful lady in love
and she washes his eye with the fair stars above
song of the ages
and there's a ship set for sailing the rolling sea
there's a little hand waving goodbye to me
fare thee well my loved ones, I'll see you soon
Through the window
Just a wall
Shapes are forming
Blackbirds call
Early morning spirits
Moving hands
Tick-tocking ages
In the half-light of the still
Before the lark
Where I can feel my shadow
Touch your silence
in the dark
Sleeping at the wheel
reaching for oceans before us
for us to feel
together, tonight
Playing eagle
firing eyes
ever willing
sweet surprise
Welling in the belly
Of their chase
Tracing out the angel
In the half-light on your face
Before the lark
Where I can feel my shadow
Touch your silence,
in the dark
Sleeping at the wheel
reaching for oceans before us
for us to feel
together, tonight
Then suddenly
I hear you say
"Time to get up
It's gone midday,
Cup of tea love"
And I realise
I must have dropped off
drifted into dream before the lark
yielded to the ether of our secret world
She's the one
She's so gone
She's the one who throws the skins at you
And says lets all turn on
She's the one
She's so gone
She's the one who throws her pants at you
And says O.K. you're on
She's the one
She's so gone
She's the one who takes the stomach
Makes the tea and cleans the jon
She's the one
She's so gone
She's the one who hands the blankets round
And comforts everyone
She's the one
She's so gone
She's the one who buys the comics
Drops the kids and knows the com
She's the one
She's so gone
She's the one who you don't miss
Until you find she's really gone
You say that it's got you beat
And you dont know which way to turn
You say that she's oh so sweet
But there's nothing left for you to learn
You say that it's not your fault
You've seen through all the doors
Ah but how can any man talk like you
With a wonderful wife like yours
You say that its all washed up
And as bad as it could ever get
You say that you've filled your cup
And you light another cigarette
You say its O.K. for me
But I don't see her claws
Ah but how can any man talk like you
With a wonderful wife like yours
You tell me that I can't see you problem
But I don't have to live with you to know
That she's a very beautiful young woman
And your a fool if you can let her go
You sit down and heave sigh
And say that you'd welcome death
You step out into the sky
And mutter underneath your breath
You thump tables, spit and curse
But I can't see the cause
Ah but how can any man act like you
with a wonderful wife like yours
You say that you've packed your bag
It must be a heavy load
You light yet another fag
And say its a long hard road
You say the wind is blowing you
To other distant shores
Ah but how can any man talk like you
With a wonderful wife like yours
You tell me that I can't see you problem
But I don't have to live with you to know
That she's a very beautiful young woman
I see pictures of the porsche
Smashed and twisted out of shape
Hanging in offices
To match up with the drape
And posters of him
In boutiques where they couldn't know
The styles they're in
Belong to him
And he died thirty years ago
Same shoes
She became the way to look
They thought that they could freeze
While a hundred million men
Had fantasies
And without a word said
And non to be understood
Those nervous laughs
In photographs
Have captured loneliness for good
But how could she refuse
The girl who pouted scarlet lips
And stood for high-heel shoes
Same shoes
I once was in Havana
With dollars in my pants
Where I met an old man
Who was cleaning shoes for cents
I said "Can I ask
How it is, how you're getting on?
It must be strange
In all this change
And how's the revolution?"
He said
Well the bozos talk of dawn
But it feels like Monday morn
On the washing lines
We still fight for what we fought
But it's getting kind of short
With these futures on our heels
And our sails in fresh winds and new signs
As we sail away...
You may sometimes misconceive
Seeing elders quietly leave
And accusingly
Poiting say they failed
While in turn yourselves hang nailed
On the landmarks of your own dreams
Every tide rushes out losingly
As we sail away...
Well the morning slowly rose
We were gone as first light froze
All the nightmare stars
While the ghosts of former graves
Gentle whispers in the waves
Fleeting shadows in the sails
Shift their sands through old hands into ours
We're just spinning leaves
In the flight of dawn
Little girl
Falling through an eternal horizon of time
But I'd like to think as we lie
That all we've got will be ours forever
Don't you think we're forever
I can hear a voice
On the wings of my dream
Little girl
Melting me into love as it touches my heart
But sheltered in the distance of your sleep
Is all that I could love in a lifetime
Don't you think we're forever
Open your eyes
To the call of the winds
Little girl
Can't you here them all saying I'll always be yours
Lying in the misty morning sun
The pillow of the night still beneath you
Intro:
I. II.
G---------0-----0-----0-------------------------
D-2-2-0-2---0-2---0-2---0-2-2----2-0-----2-0----
A------------------------------------2-------2--
E--------------------------------------0-------0
[ EmEmD EmG D EmG D EmG D EmEm Em..............]
After which the first Em readily comes.
There was a man from Muddlebro', whose problems he laid
down
(Em) G D Em
Upon another's doorstep, in a distant stranger's town
Em D
But forgeting what he'd come for, and in patronizing
tones
Em G D Em
He gave them all his clothes and bread, to stop their
moans and groans
Em C C Em
Midverse chords under guitar solo:
G D Em C-C/B-Am G-G/F#-Em Em G D D
then repeat intro.
Verses 2 & 3 as first with same chords inbetween:
"It's not your fault where you were born", he said, all
condescending,
"We cannot all be made like me, with lots of true-blue
blending",
"But never-mind, i'll pass the hat around our gracious
nation"
The strangers held their laughter back, remembering
their station...
Back home in the Heads of State the people's memory
woke
And yet their yapping didn't stop, whoever rose and
spoke
But in the fields potatoes flowered, and gulls came
with high tides
And men came back from cutting wood, and gathered by
firesides.
The outro is part I of the intro, with an Em (sometimes
two) in it's end.
The chords:
EADGBe
Em 022000
G 320033
G/F#220033
C X32010
C/B X22010
D XX0212
When you say that I have done it before
So it should come easy now
(well) Come the day when we show us to the door
There'll be sorrow
Throwing shadow
Chasing rainbow
Anyhow
And then I think of why I'm leaving again
And why I'll never settle down
Loathe to further so-called civilisation
Growing sorrow
Throwing shadow
Chasing rainbow
Anyhow
Somewhere in the world if I care I have my children
Somewhere in the world outside the ark
Somewhere in the world here and there I always left them
Somewhere in the world like you said I left my mark
Just a trace forever leaving
It sure comes easy now
From a place I disbelieve in
Growing sorrow
Throwing shadow
Chasing rainbow
Playing prison
Arthur read stories he got from the shelf
In the gingerbread house of the men in between
Making his mind up to keep to himself
And somewhere the future had been
Pinches of salt
Nobody's fault
Just the tune of the moon on the ocean
One year quite suddenly out of the blue
The phone box grew curtains with Sanderson prints
And designers of countryside loaded the view
With 'sort of' decisions and hints
And Arthur slept in on the edge of his seat
Way back in his mind where the butterflies flew
Bread non-commital to live nice and neat
With lots of his dreams coming true
Pinches of salt
Nobody's fault
Just the tune of the moon on the ocean
Then came the day of the gig on the stage
The butterflies fluttered and scenery shook
Shapes became colours and turning a page
Wasn't just quite by the book
But Arthur was sure
There must be some more
Pinches of salt
Nobody's fault
As the wolves of the law
Blew down the door
verse riff: hit bass D string, then O-P
(verse riff) Q
One of those days in England that you said could never
(verse riff)
As I was spaced out living every chance
(verse riff) Q
One of those days in England we'd been saving up to
spend
R T Y U V S R
Buying rides on mother nature's funny belly dance
My love it seems so long away
Since when we both together lay
And yet it's only yesterday
Dreaming of tomorrow
T Y U V S-R-open-W-U
My love there's no today
(verse riff) Q
One of those days in England with the country going
broke
(verse riff)
And Sunday's joint is cooking in my tree
(verse riff) Q
One of those days in England chopping baked beans in my
coke
Please tell me when it matters love
T Y U V S-R-open-W-U
I might just wanna get out of bed to see
(verse riff) Q
But until then my darling let's get down and make some
(verse riff)
There's really nothing better we can do
(verse riff) Q
One of those days in England and our love has just
begun
R T Y U V
And half the fun in falling is you don't care where
it's to
My love it seems so long away
Since when we both together lay
And yet it's only yesterday
Dreaming of tomorrow
T Y U V S R
My love there's no today My love etc.
Gonna make my love
U V S R T Y U V S R U
There was a time
When you ran after me
And we could run
I took you for granted
In my fantasy
(but) Those days are gone
I love you I love you I love you
My darling and I miss you so
I'll shed these last tears tonight
On your pillow
For without you I am a shadow
I will not make
One more tomorrow
Since you've been gone
I've been wasting away in agony
Reliving memories of many a day
You'd say to me
I love you I love you I love you
My darling and I need you so
Will you lay me down tonight
On your pillow
For without you I am a shadow
Please help me through
True love tomorrow
I've got so got so down
I feel paralysed
I'm hardly here
Nailed to a nightmare
That's immobilized
Living in fear
I love you I love you I love you
My darling
Out I feel so low
I don't trust myself tonight
On your pillow
For without you
Life has no meaning
Without you
My hear will break
Without you
Your helpless shadow
Just might not make
The kettle's on, the sun has gone, another day.
Cmaj7 B7 Em D
She offers me, Tibetan tea, on a flower tray.
Cmaj7 B7 Em D
She's the door, she's want's to score, she really needs
to say:
Cmaj7 B7 Em D
"I once loved you a long time ago, you know.
G D A (Asus4, A)
Where the winds own forget-me-nots blow, you know.
G D A (Asus4, A)
But I couldn't let myself go, not knowing what on earth
there was to know.
G D A E
But I wish that I had, 'cause it makes me so sad,
G D G D
that I never had one of your children".
G D A (Asus4, A)
Across the room, inside a tomb, a chance is waxed and
waned.
The night is young, why are we so hung-up, in each
other's chains.
I must take her, I must make her, while the dove
domains.
See the jiuce run as she flies.
Run my wings under her sighs
As the flames of enternity rise,
To lick us with the first born lash of dawn.
Oh really my dear, I can't see what we fear, with
ourselves,
sat here between us
And at the door, we can't say more, than just another
day.
Welcome home, you total stranger
Welcome to the Fountainhead
Welcome home, there is no danger
You don't need your gun, man, we're already dead.
Welcome home, the war is over
Welcome back, the coast is clear
Welcome home, a Johnny soldier
We treat you here just like they treat you there.
We're the one man rock and roll band
On our very last one night stand
Rocking the boat and unrolling the note
On which our friend Cardinal Doomsday will land.
And you tell me that Grandad was a hero
That he fought for peace and no more guns
But you know I think he must have changed his name to
Nero
You see that everytime he grunts, he kills his sons.
And when you stood there with your mottos on your
knuckles
And they were also really pleased to see you there
Well you could have taken Grandad and his medals
And played a different game in Grosvenor Square.
You know you're the one man rock and roll band
On your very last one night stand
Rocking the boat and unrolling the note
Soft and low the sun is setting
Deep into the sky we travel apart
As I sit here softly wakeful
Thinking of the ones I've loved on my way
How my dreaming longs to see you
Carnival of memories
Sat here in this dusk I see you
Earth for all creatures
a thought for all (wo)men
right for the speechless
wrong until then?
Eyes for the laughter
thirst for the tongue
hands for together
ears for the song
the song of love
we sing in silence
every moment long
once
here to be done to as we do
with only one chance
here for the wonder of under the stars
for the one and only
once
Joy for the children
hope for the chance
men for the women
now for the dance
the dance of love
we dance just once
in unique circumstance
once
here to be done to as we do
with only one chance
here for the wonder of under the stars
I thought I saw a swallow land
Upon my hand on summer day
I thought I saw my true love standing
In the sand
One old may day
I thought I hear the dolphins sing
'You gotta bring her back
On summer day'
See her run along the tide line
Where the trade winds blow
Feel the breath of summer
In her hair, oh!
Underneath the shooting stars
I've wished and would you know
I thought I saw a swallow land
Upon my hand
On summer day
I thought I saw a swallow land
Upon my hand on summer day
But here in cold midwinter's night
Another light has come to play
Steals across the misty sky
And bye and bye
She'll maybe stay
Can there ever be again again
Another spring
Will the birds forever hold us
On the wing
Light the fire in our home of hearts
And hear me sing
I thought I saw a swallow land
E A D E
Why throw flowers on my grave when I'm dead?
E A D E
Why paint pictures with the blood that I shed
E A D E
Why try to copy any word of what I said
E A D E
When I hated you all when I was living
Why do I waste time trying to create
Why do I still try to communicate
When you do nothing 'cept coagulate
Making bad pretenses of pretending
Why do you just sit around counting the days
Why do you act in so many fickle ways
Why does it take your type to make this world rotate
When almost all of you are hardly breathing?
And who can tell me what religion is for?
And which idiot thinks that a religion is any more
Than just another product of that same religious soul
That flows through time as through a wretching body?
How can you ban the bomb
Without first you ban the war
How can you ban the war
Without first you ban the peace
Why does someone talk of peace and someone else of war
When each one is a product of the other
And how many immortals did you ever see
And how many gods do you think there can be
And how much leading must you need before you find the
tree
It's dead and just about to fall upon you
How'd you go through living without seeing yourself?
And how can you see yourself by searching someone else
And keeping someone's nightmare of a place you labeled
hell
Not knowing how to live life without fearing
You teach the children fear, to gain some ease with
your laws
Instead of teaching fact, you feed them all Santa Claus
Slowly, their poor minds are disillusioned by your laws
Is goodness hard to come by without lying
Why do I sit here and sing you this song
Why have I worried about people for so long
I think you're all right and it's me that's all wrong
And I hated myself when I was living
Why do I sit here and sing you this song
Why have I worried about people for so long
I think you're all right and it's me that's all wrong
And I hated myself when I was living
I think you're all right and it's me that's all wrong
And I hated myself when I was living
And I hated myself when I was living
And I hated myself when I was living
I'm a rabbit on fire
on fire with mascared eyes
I'm a white rat acquired
by the lab
I'm due to be shot
shot with experiment
waiting in line
for the next stab
I've got nowhere to run to
I've got nowhere to go
and no way of telling you
that none of you know
I burn in hellfire
kept alive in my deathbed
I'm a monkey with wire
in my head
I can't touch my face
rub my eyes or hear anything
suspended twixt
living and dead
they say I don't know
but I live under pressure
showing great symptons
of breakdown and fracture
I've got nowhere to run to
I've got nowhere to go
and no way of telling you
that none of you know
If I (RH) had my way
I'd be in there today
turn the voltage on you
burn you down
with the whole of your school
with your lessons on how
to dismiss others' feelings
while feeling that you're
always ever so kind
never cruel
but that's you
only you
of all us creatures on earth
that could only be you
if only you cared
not to kill not to torture
not to need to cause pain
fear and suffering
to be cool
you'd have all the friends
and the ends and the means
to live with the give
and the fox in the glove (the atmosphere)
on this jewel (the planet)
but that's you
only you
of all us creatures on earth
that could only be you
you're the mournful red eye
of the dog in the cage
the howl of despair
from the pound
forsaken forgotten
the live definition
the sad lonely meaning
of hound
and you've got nowhere to run to
nowhere to go
and no way of telling me
that this isn't so
for some of us know,
If you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.
Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm,
When the rivers freeze and summer ends,
Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm,
To keep her from the howlin' winds.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
If it rolls and flows all down her breast.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
That's the way I remember her best.
I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all.
Many times I've often prayed
In the darkness of my night,
In the brightness of my day.
So if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
Slime filth bildge and alienation live in the world experience non-event
Non-live own up to nighting except poodles in the microwave oven and pillocks
On the Phillips TV; bare of any meaningful pith bereft of any reason or raisin
Puking in the back alleys of beaten up arms dealers vocal chords
Place in our time chips in our alcohol prannies in our way
Place in our time
Place in our time
Liquorice alltime
Stream of shit conciousness drunken heretic in an afternoon of tragic
Sunsets and foggy mornings, tragedy eyebrows, the rivers run with blood
From my ears like an electric mistress at point blank through the frontal
Lobes and back onto the dole and into the scratching paupers grave of daily
Drudge in the Thatcherdom of discontent and the greater Galtieri of
Disappearance and gall bladder melt down
Place in our time
Place in our time
Liquorice alltime
Dehydration. Bleeding mothers with totally infinitely traumatised human
Sausages in the greater green pea soup of azure weather maps and bullshit
Representation of Jack Frost God me stood at the bar sober as a Newton's
Apple falling through transcending universes of seven dimensions looking
For eight in the greedy onslaught for knowledge and total disregard for
Anything past future including history
Falling, we're falling, take me home my lovely to your first time bed and
Let me lie with you until they bury us in liquorice alltime, come my love we
Face togetherness in the tragedy of all time
I heard the song birds singing in the trees above my
In the valley of the shadow of the sea of living dead
I see the same old smells aboard my ship of
shapelessness
Meandering suspended in amorphous tastelessness
I hear the happy people striking down their matchless
road
The false teeth and the cologne partly sharing half the
load
I know I cannot ask them so I leave their eyes to say
I know the way to Mount Street, but I just don't know
the way
I see the hollow buildings hanging in the winter sun
Throwing empty shadows that hide the hollow men
The world just isn't real it's built on endless
timeless time
on land marks in the desert wastes of multicoloured
crime
The maps stuck in the tube trains will tell you
where're you going
They'll also tell you pratically everything worth
knowing
So if anybody asks me I'd say "take a few salt sodas"
If you don't you stand the dirty change of dying stone
cold sober
And as I hear you breathing life's last distant
compliment
I know I can't have said much of what I really ment
The sky desolates the sky and the snowflakes face to
face
And everything is just everything because everything
When I first saw you
I tried to ignore you
Because I knew
You'd haunt me
Until we grew
In my mind
An obsession
I just couldn't subdue
But now it's an avalance we ride
Head over heels into Eden
Laughing inside
With you the female
An imprint in detail
To fit my male
So perfectly
Like fairy tale
Patterns of fate
That had to prevail
But now it's an avalance we ride
Head over heels into Eden
Laughing inside
And it used to be hard
So hard to live
So scared
I dream of a girl
The sweetest reflection of earth
Uncluttered by chains of demands of a world
That leaves her restless as the sky
Wandering and wondering why
And she travels alone
Towards me across the unknown
And just for a moment I believe she's the one
To keep my lips in overdrive
Consuming me I burn alive
Any time she needs me
I'll be by her side
Just as long as she can help me
To stem the flowing tide
The Jack of Hearts
He stole the tarts
He stole them away
On a long summer day
No woman is safe
No woman is safe within reach
No woman is safe within reach of my heart
And though she'd maybe never tell you so
She'd sure be living with a man apart
But any time she needs me
I'll be by her side
Just as long as she can help me
To stem the following tide
No woman is safe
No woman is safe within reach
(What do I want to go out for?
There is no point
I'm out already
There's nothing out there anyway
It's all in here
There's little bits out there
There's you and me sometimes
And I walk up to a forget-me-not
And I smile
Whilst you're breathing the macro
Looking to the distant hills
And wandering in wonder
I'll point out Saturn
And you'll tell me
The chemical formula
Of nitrous oxide
It would be a disillusionment
A grand disappointment
For all our friends
Not to see us in love again)
If I could, I would
If I can, I will
(My tears
If it was right to be believing,
and write his name in blood
and then I met him when I died,
well I'd have it out with god
but if it means
degrading scenes
and sanctioning crusade
I'd know we couldn't stand man to man
without feeling afraid
If it was wrong for not believing,
in fairytale facade
and then I met him when I died,
well I'd apologise to dog
But if it meant
I went down on my knees
well where's the spirit gone
where's the love you're all talking of
when you can't stand man to man?
Man to man
When you can't stand man to man.
I find it hard to believe,
in these 'gospels' that I've heard
the forked tongue of the bible belt,
the ayatollah's word
I don't believe most anything
spoken by anyone
as hell's fanatic paranoids
fire heaven's loaded gun
If it was right to be believing,
then it must be in this
that difference is beautiful,
and living it is bliss,
there are no teams
there is no side
that life on earth is done
by living the love you're only talking of
by standing man to man
Time was when you haunted me
In my every stride
Fantasy for company
Joy I couldn't hide
And happen what may
Changes beyond our say
Oh now that I've found you
I'm not walking round you love
Hearing you say
I'm in love with you, my love
I'm in love with you
I see children on my knee
But there's no one there
Running daydreams thoughtfully
With fingers through your hair
Not wishing away
The days 'til come what may
Oh now that I've found you
I'm not walking round you love
Hearing you say
I'm in love with you, my love
No good pretending girl
D Em7
You were for spending
D Em7
The rest of your days round my neck
D Em7 D Em7 D
Well I'm not that strong
D Em7
And my time isn't long
D Em7
And my love isn't something to wreck
D Em7 D Em7 D
I wish we could share
D Em7
But you'll never be there (with me)
D Em7
Having those kids with one man
D Em7 D Em7 D
Milk his frustration
D Em7
And get his submission
D Em7
And weep and wear black when he's gone
D A G D G D
Well I'll see you again by accident
D G F#m
Or maybe I'll see you again
D A G D
I'm feeling the reasons for why I went
D G F#m
Like mountains between now and then
D A G D
I wanted to help, but I couldn't stay
D G F#m
And I flew, what else could I do?
Bm A
I needed to stop you from falling in love that way
D A G D
I didn't have it for you
D A G D
No way No way (that way)
G D G D A
I left you stony
D Em7
With dreams cold and bony
D Em7
etc.
I know how it feels, I've been there
I was your only
You fault you're so lonely
A face with a permanent stare
And all I was wanting was friends and good hunting
But you want my soul behind bars
Well love isn't jealous or bitchy and callous
She's here for us all and she's ours
Standard tuning but the whole thing tuned WAY down (put
capo on at 4th fret, then tune so it sounds at normal
pitch, then take the capo off.)
The intro chord is described as 'x' below.
At the rising of the (Em) dove
When the (x) dark betrayal (Em) fails
I'll wake (D) up in love
Where my (C) heart has lain (x) again
On the morning of the (Em) day
When you (x) bring your things to (Em) stay
Heaven (D) will pay
They'll be (C) no more pain (x) again.
I (D) wanna be in love
I wanna be in love
I (C) want to be in love
I (D) wanna be in love
I wanna be in love
I (C) want to be in love with (F*) you (fiddly bit! - see
below)
I wanna be part of the news
I wanna see my face in all the views
I wanna be part of the news
Making faces where those cameras cruise
I wanna be on TV once a day
I'll do anything make any play
Where to today?
I wanna be part of the news
I wanna start the strike that blows the fuse
I wanna be part of the news
We're all big stars inside these human zoos
I wanna be on TV once a day
I'll do anything make any play
Where to today?
Just once in my life I want to headline
Shoot a famous cat or hold siege
Give away crown jewels on the breadline
Where to today?
I wanna be part of the news
Terrorise the world just when I choose
I wanna be part of the news
With pins in my cheeks and tongues in my blue suede shoes
I wanna be on TV once a day
I'll do anything make any play
Where to today?
Just once in my life I want to headline
Shoot a famous cat or hold a siege
Give away crown jewels on the breadline
Where to today?
Even though you drive me crazy
Even though we never last
Though the meaning's getting hazy
And our purpose here seems past
Can we really shed
All those memories we've had
Do we scatter all the pieces
Leave no traces
Torn forever to a shred
Once upon a time I loved you
How the hell did we get here
We don't have a change of finding
Greener pastures anywhere
Even though I may not like you
Sometimes hate you till I'm gone
Walking out with eardrums rolling
As you go on and on
You must know I'll always love you
None above you
I'm still with you in the sun
Won't you please chase me with a smile for a change
Play music to my head
Please don't corner me with tension (anymore)
Take me as I am to your bed
Once upon a time I loved you
How the hell did we get here
We don't have a change of finding
Greener pastures anywhere
Even though you drive me crazy
I'm so crazy
Far across the ocean
In the land of look and see
There once was a time
For you and me
Where the winds blow sweetly
And the easy seas flow still
And where the barefoot dream of life
Can laugh and cry its fill
Where slot machine confusions
And the plastic universe
Are objects of amusement
In the fiction of their curse
And where the crazy whiteman
And his teargas happiness
Lies dead and long since buried
By his own fantastic mess
For I hate the whiteman
And his plastic excuse
For I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned him loose...
And the reins of coloured thunder
Of the stallion of the dawn
Ride the coalfire morning
On the beach where all is born
Where the emperor of meaning
Is burning up his forts
And sits to warm his toes around
A fire made up of useless thoughts
And when the children tempt him
With the riddles of their trance
He flings the flames of solstice
Casting laughs into their dance
And while a crazy whiteman
In the desert of his bones
Lies as bleached as the paradise
He likes to think he owns
And I hate the whiteman
In his evergreen excuse
Oh I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned him loose...
And far across the reaches
Of the drifting yellow sands
The living carpet wilderness
Forever joins its hands
With heaven hell's attainment
In a surging crest of fire
Where more than all is thrown upon
The ever lasting pyre
And through the countless canticles
Of Jason's charcoal fleece
Are sung the songs of nothing
In the timeless masterpiece
And there stood in the middle
Guess who?
It's the everlasting burst
Built by god's very own whiteman
As he tries to rule the dust
And I hate the whiteman
In his doctrinaire abuse
Oh I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned you all loose...
And the bowels of his city
Have been locked into a safe
Where the spew stains on the sidewalks
Are defenders of his faith
While back inside his kitchen
The bowler hatted, long haired saint
Cleans with soap and water
But it's really just white paint
While his golden headed scandal sheets
Present their daily bite
To give their righteous news-bleeders
Drugs to keep them white
While outside in the whitewash
Where the guns are always, always right
A shooting star has summoned
Its dark angel from his night
And I hate the whiteman
And his evergreen excuse
Oh I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned you all loose
Tuning is DGCFAD.
Intro/main chord IS Am (but on the tuned down guitar
this is 799777).
Then G & F, ie. 577655 & 355433 respectively.
X chord (don't know the name) is E shape on this
tuning, ie. 0221000
These 4 chords make up the entire song.
Am (strummed and dampened - listen to the record).
WHEN MY MADNESS COMES
IT COMES IN WAVES
I GET PARALIZED
I CREEP AROUND MOTIONLESS
OVERPOWERED BY MY SLAVES
MY BALANCE AND MY SPIRIT
AND MY GUTS ARE NOT MY OWN
STANDING ON THE PRECIPICE
ETERNALLY ALONE
ONE STEP OUT OF SIGHT
D/C# G D5
how does it feel to be completely unreal
D/C# G D5
how does it feel to be a voter
D/C# G D5
how does it feel to be a voluntary heel
i wonder whose it is
G5 D5
i see it queueing up outside
G5 D5
saint peters gate
D Maj A Maj D ver2
you can feel bonafide if you ride
A ver2
with the tide
G D5- D**- Dsus
but it's not real
how does it feel to be out on your own
how does it feel to be thinking
how does it feel to be out on the run
with the mindless world at your heels
i wish i had no answers to put to you
cos they've got me so high-tied
i feel that most of me has died
and it's very real
and outside on the dragon
G5 D5
and inside in the cold
mummy's on the bandwagon
G5 A5
daddy's just getting old
D Maj A Maj D ver2
and through the blood spew heavens
D Maj A Maj D ver2
the roar of lust complains
D Maj A Maj D ver2 A ver2
please let me in i have no sin
G D5- D**- Dsus
-but i'm not real
how does it feel to be the masters right hand nose
how does it feel to be lieutnant
how does it feel to be stood on someone's toes
with a leech bleeding you for rent
you say you want a bit more rank
you want to be a big wheel
well you can feel magnified if you hide in your pride
but it's not real
how does it feel to hold the white flag in your fist
how does it feel to have two faces
how does it feel to have your god strapped to your
wrist
and leading you such a chase
you've got one set of words for him
and another for me
you're gonna feel mystified when you're identified
but don't worry kid it's not real
and outside on the dragon
and inside in the cold
and outside on the dragon
and inside in the cold
mummy's on the bandwagon
daddy's just getting old
and through the blood spew heavens
the roar of lust complains
please let me in i have no sin
The judge sits on his great assize
Twelve men wise with swollen thighs
Who never ever told no lies
Whose minds were ever such a size
Whose lives were ever such a prize
Whose brains bred answers just like flies
Whose answers stalked their thoughts like spies
Whose lead ball through the courtroom flies
To rip a hole clean between two eyes
That never ever wore disguise
And never ever saw blue skies
Who quickly lived now slowly dies
Who closed unopened otherwise
Well you can lead a horse to water
But you're never gonna make him drink
And you can lead a man to slaughter
But you're never gonna make him think
The critic rubs his tired arse
Scrapes his poor brains, strains and farts
And wields a pen that stops and starts
And thinks in terms of booze and tarts
And sits there playing with his parts
He says I'm much too crude and far too course
And he says this singer's just a farce
He's got no healing formulas
He's got no cure-all for our scars
He's got no bra-strap for our bras
And our sagging tits no longer hold a full house of
hearts
And you know what? I don't think this little song's
gonna make the charts
Well you can lead a horse to water
But you're never gonna make him drink
And you can lead a man to slaughter
But you're never gonna make him think
C C/B C/A C/G C/F# C/E D
Dsus4 D
When you look at me
From your own century
I may seem to be
Strange archeology
But when the winds blow
From this direction
You may sense me there
In your reflection
I think I feel you
But I will never know
As the swallows leave
And the children grow
I wanted to live forever
The same is you will too
I wanted to live forever
And everybody knew
When I caught you there
In tomorrows mirror
I thought felt you
Jump out of my skin
Throwing oil into
My blazing memories
Filling empty footsteps
I was standing in
I wanted to live forever
The same as you will too
I wanted to live forever
And everybody knew
As the falling rain
Of the northern jungle
Hanging droplets on the leaves
Bombards my brain
I hear you
Across the room
A sea of daffodils spring into bloom
You are the mist
The frost across my window pane
And again
She moves her body
And her whispers weave
And the world spins
And tells me that I'll never want to leave
As I think of you
From this dark century
I will always be
With generosity
That we both may share
The hope in hearing
That we're not just
Take a look down your highway
Tell me what d'you see
Well if you're down my way
It could well be me
Stood on your corner
I'm nearly down on one knee
Can you hear me calling for you
So damn easy to see
And it can't be forever
And it won't be for long
So don't you think that it's better
We speak the same tongue
Out here in this weather
We must surely belong
Birds of a feather
Whatever the song:
Please give me a lift man
It can't be for far
The way that you shift man
In your empty car,
I've got the highway blues
In my holy (holey, wholly) shoes
And I cannot choose
What I look like
And I got here from yesterday
On porridge and bait
Swallowing sorrow
Following fate
Poaching tomorrow
From God and the state
Of homo his shadow
The well known long haired straight
But I've got a good reason
For being this way
I'm happy for certain
And hoping to stay
Travelling trust
Across the new day
Gathering dust
Down your highway
Please give me a lift man...
It can't be for far
The way that you shift man
In your empty car
I've got the highway blues
In my holy shoes
And I cannot choose
What I look like
Out on the streets
Or where my drum beats
In between the clean sheets
Of my love life
And I need little Margaret
Out here again
Screwing some traffic
From the shaven insane
With thumbs like a dragnet
She pulls like a train
And she looks like a magnet;
And she comes like a warm rain
Hell's Angels
if you think you need a better deal why don't you just
take one
like the Hell's Angels
put your foot down, let's get out of this town
fancy seeing all of you here, well I don't know
fancy seeing all of you here
dressed up in your government gear, paying taxes
never thought you'd make it to here
hell's angels
if you think you need a better world why don't you just
make one
like the Hell's Angels
live your own law, lick your own paw
fancy seeing all of you slugs, well I don't know
fancy seeing all of you mugs
dringing all your government drugs
well I don't know
helping all your government thugs
free speech!
Locked in mortal combat as the future shadows loom
D G D C/C C/B D
The guardian of my spirit fights his way across the
room
G D C/C C/B D
To where the sick majority infest the myths of doom
G D C/C C/B D
But the lanterns of children hold firm in full bloom
G C D G
And we'll walk a long long way
D D D
Oh, together.
Though we found ourselves that way
Long before we knew.
Ah, but you know the way its worked I feel that
when I laugh it with your soul.
C/C C/B D
And when I cry..........................Its you
C D G D C/C C/B D
I ride inside the purple dawn collecting golden due
That falls from citidels of dreams I shake whilst
flying through
Creation's key seems just in reach, ah but then its
overdue
But as darkness surrounds us I'm reaching for you.
Far across the universe the goblins of the night
Sometimes corner sunrise and keep it out of sight
And wandering the crossing minds, hallucinating light
Grown ups are just silly children, anybody can see
Baby, grown ups are just silly children, anybody can see.
I slung all the sewage from Christmas into it
And wrote on the side : 'Lots of love from big mum'
Whoever you are, whatever you're doing
Well you better not come
We're the third from the star but the way we've been
going
You might find yourselves overrun.
Grown ups are just silly children, anybody can see
Baby, grown ups are just silly children, anybody can see.
Leaving my guts on the side of the car
Is Saturday night in a frame
Not looking for trouble, my baby's her double
I just can't remember her name
But I know her by touch and I love her so much
I got up and ran when I came.
'Cause grown ups are just silly children, anybody can see
Baby, grown ups are just silly children, anybody can see.
Grown ups are just silly children, anybody can see
The young men in my country
They have no place
Surplus to requirement
They live in some kind of disgrace
Stood in line to beg for money
From governments with very funny
Attitudes of "On your bike" sonny boy
The young women in my country
They have no choice
Assembly-lining babies
To "rejoice"
Forced into the same old system
Producing sons with Falklands wisdom
And daughters full of apprehension
Fuelled by attitudes of tension
The young folk in my country
Deserve the truth
Uncluttered by deception
In the flower of their youth
What they have are gutter papers
Biased news clandestine capers
Your conscience rolls in torrents down each side of
your face
Your chair is full of silence, your hand is full of
lace
You moan that you should have been with him when the
bullets
Laid his head strange
But it's always the living who fear the idea of the
dead
Goodbye
I'll take my leave of all of you while you sit and
wonder why
And you who stood around us and said that we were great
Until your instant riches made us second rate
Well you're the same old hangman who rationalises hope
Whose right eye pats my children – whose left hand
holds a case full of rope
He wears the sweeping landscape in the crystal of his
And he jumps into the rainpools as the people pass him
The rubs the dusty ages across his tender brow
He laughs and cries and sniffs and sight – it's four
long summers now
Goodbye
We made our peace with all of you as you sat and
wondered why
She walks the clover meadows in the dandelion days
She throws her golden shadows across the silver haze
She wanders with the swallows in the noonday passion
plays
She sits beneath the willow and she waits for me and
Little goldfish in your bowl
I've dug you all day long
Yellow scales arising
Through the ceiling of my song
Little bee sat on your flower
A-swaying in the breeze
Funny little furry voice
A-buzzing through the leaves
Little bird sat upon your twig
Your sounds ring through my ears
We can reach the sunrise
Through the morning's hopes and fears
Crazed blue-eyed starry-minded
fluffly little ball
Oh little baby on my knee
Plastic money flexidream
and comfort for the preacher
keep the debtor out of prison
borrowing the future
how much future can he borrow
how much past can he forget
when now's become part of tomorrow
just a flashy fast advertisement
that talks about beginning
at the end.
You imagine
you can change the world
and you're right
it's happening right here and now
tonight tonight.
Relief for hungry children
is nothing but a symptom
of accelerated ignorance
unaware of how a world
forcloses on invading circumstance
and brings a new beginning
all at once
You imagine
you can change the world
and you're right
it's happening right here and now
tonight tonight.
where ice and desert travels
and the scale of justice levels
and the house that silly jack built
while forgetting ages cycling
is crushed inside a moment he forgot
there'll be a new beginning
thanks a lot
You imagine
you can change the world
and you're right
it's happening right here and now
tonight tonight.
There's fuel in a hand shake
And power in a smile
Energy to spare
And time to reconcile
In every blade of grass
And breath of air
A future sitting there
And you don't care about the children
There's plenty where they're from
To populate the garden
Of uranium
There's power in a sun ray
And travel on the tide
Hurricanes and storms
To saddle up and ride
In every wind of change
On any side
An idea to be tried
And you don't care about the children...
And then there are the meglos
With power in their hands
Dumping lethal waste
In shallow pasturelands
Scattering suicide
Into the winds
And no one understands
I thought I’d heard the sound of my name
And I looked back down behind me
With hair Like the reaped wheat she came
Sure as the west wind to find me
And just for a moment I wish my life
To see our friends all around us
And I turned to her
But held my breath
In the far Norwegian mountains
For there we stood two children of spring
As everything seemed to be gleaming
Her looking breathless, clean out of my mind
And me with my crazy dreaming.
To think of my friends underneath the same roof
In one common destination.
When all we do is remain aloof.
Like we have no close relation......
And love is my torment....
And I’ll take when I can....
But I'll give in the moment...
When you are my woman,
I am your man.
And I watched her making her first daisy chain
As her nipples hung hard in suggestion
Naked, Net bitten we drifted the plain
And the hazy deserve sensation
We dreamt of all the loves we'd know
We never, never thought of the sorrow
With four locks wound on the prim-rose down
In the wood by the empty long barrow
Two silver green-fly. To flicker the back dropping
Flush for the emerald spring-time
And lust for the moment, in the love of another’s.
Is dust on a dragon-fly’s wing.
And love is no torment.
For we'll give when we can'
And we'll live in the moment.
When you are my woman. I am your man.
And the black cat sings and the forest rings
The nettles tall all around me.
With shafts of sun and moving things
And poems fast and slowly
And fantasy’s of luscious thirst
For new lust and fresh waters to seek it.
Like diamond scented reality,
Of sky’s drawn back in secret
Somewhere out there with my heart in care
And pleasant the breezes, that caught them
She sits like the earth as I fly to her arms
Like the showering yellows of Autumn
And love is no torment.
For we'll give when we can'
And we'll live in the moment.
Here comes the patter of rain on my window
I've woken again to the world on my pillow
Wondering how I can beg, steal or borrow
A girl who won't fight me but quietly follow.
Straight as a die and as clear as a crystal
I come from a temple as trod as a footstool
To hiding a brothel inside a cathedral
The man in the mirror, the fool in the ideal.
Pulling apart with a speechless unweaving
Dignity reels in the hearts of the grieving
Walking the touch line twixt truth and deceiving
A tear in a smile and a while wrenching leaving.
Oh help me now, my long lost love, the dusk has drawn
my soul
Relishing the autumn
Maybe it's the tragedy in loving that I live
Cherishing the lonesome.
I'd like to dance and sing my song upon a summer
mountain
With just a quiet girl along for daisy petal counting
To set our sails into the West, the dream of all our
forebears
To where the sun is at his best, gathering us lovers.
Oh help me now, my long lost love, the dusk has drawn
my soul
Relishing the autumn
Maybe it's the tragedy in loving that I live
Cherishing the lonesome.
Cherishing the lonesome
Cherishing the lonesome.
You stand in the doorway with tears in your sorrow
Saying there must be some way to tomorrow
And just for a few hours I think I can borrow
Twenty years of rock and roll
Up and down the greasy poll
In and out some pigeon hole
I'm a casualty
Twenty years of dodging cops
In and out of stocking tops
Dropping keks and lifting shops
I'm a casualty - baby
Twenty years out of control
Drinking tadpoles from the bowl
Soon I'll be back on the dole
Cardboard city
Who gives a shit
Cardboard city
It's a hit
Hoards of the medias
Whirring their cameras
Living vicarious lives
Tasting it
Cardboard city
Beyond telethon
Cardboard city
Unwashed and gone
Who needs the dregs?
We should cut off their legs
And their thoughts
And have gone
I live in the loneliest place
I could find
A city where everyone's
Very mankind
You get what you vote
To perpetuate
Cynical people, trivial state
Cardboard city
The underclass
Cardboard city
You quickly pass
It might be someone
Who would be like
No one you knew
You bet your ass
Cardboard city
A sympton of
Cardboard city
A loss of love
The face of your parliament
Cold on your pavement
I am the light
I am the way
You see me night
I haunt you day
Among the barren stones
Of brotherless confusion
In and out the staring bones
Of mindless disillusion
Burn the world
I am the light
I am the way
I turn your night
Into your day
Across the desert dust
Of supermarket cinders
Harvesting dreams of blood and lust
To stoke eternal winters
Burn the world
I am the night
I come by day
I take your light
Destroy your way
With sheets of flicking flames
I drink the oceans water
High rise shadows concrete meadows
All I need that oughta
Burn the world
Burn the world
Clean off the face of time
Burn the world
I. Burn the World
II. Change It
III. The Last Laugh
IV. My Home Is on the Water
V. Live in Peace
VI. Walkabout
VII. Desert Island
VIII. Burn the World (reprise)
Billy's on the street
Grabbing easy meat
With furious claims
Somebody's killed
Anger's spilled
Vengeance's flames
Robert's on the beat
Looking nice and neat
For a one-sided fight
In his uniform
Looking to perform
With a flashing blue light
He doesn't care
Anything's fair
'Cos he's always right
As the flames of night
Burn equal right
In the wind
Whispering
Why don't you
Burn the world
Sharon's in a state
Coming home late
She's got no escape
From Billy's brute force
To intercourse
In a frenzy of rape
Both defiled
By the crowded wild
As the time bomb of hate
Modernises demise
As Robert dies
In the same hail of lise
His masters devise
And pretend suprise
As fiery cries
Begin to rise
Whispering
Why don't you
Burn the world
Change it
Rearrange it
Derange it
In the name of burning spirit
The passanger on the planet
The guinea pig chasing sunset
To the last laugh he'll ever get
Hahahahahahaha
O no I don't believe it
The passanger guiding sunset
To the kill
To the kill
Fossilise it (my home)
To a standstill
Home is on the water
The rainbow warrior runs
Against the fashion passion(s)
Philosophies of guns
Where issues are invited
To front up savage fun
By the ignorant and spineless
Out of touch with 'everyone'
Home
I wish I had an acre
Instead of just a slot
Somewhere that I could take her
Where the world could mean a lot
Instead of being cyphers
In a brave new council block
With endless empty neighbours
And an ever bolted lock
Home
And soon I'll be taking my leave
Forever
Is it better to laugh than to grieve
When it doesn't matter
Whether I am evermore
Or whether I am
Anymore?
Home
Gonna paint my room like a desert island
With yellow sand and blue lagoon
Invite you all to come and live there
One afternoon
It'll be when no-one's looking
More likely that not
We'll close the door and turn the sky up
Find a good spot
Air fire water earth you were paradise
I'm sorry about me
I was under the impression
That you were free and easy
Gonna paint my room like a desert island
With clear skies and rising swell
Leave the creeps on the jaded horizon
In Wall Streets of Hell
I must say goodbye to the blindfold
And pursue the ideal
The planet becoming the hostess
Instead of the meal
Air fire water earth you were paradise
I'm sorry about me
I was under the impression
That you were free and easy
To plunder
Rubbish on the air
Everywhere
Blood pressure drives
Forests fall
At the beck and call
Of the cat with nine lives
The stratosphere
Can disappear
And have no effect
On the red of mars
Or the nearest stars
Or anything else
Except
The poems in the wind
Whispering
As soon as I saw you
I knew half your mind
Walking before you
You coming behind
The moment I saw you
You gave me your heart
How can I refuse you
When can we start
Breakfast with you
What a man can do
Won't last a long time
It can't be that way
Gone is tomorrow
How come not today
Depressing comfort
Somebody cried
We got we got satisfaction
Going deep into the night
Breakfast with you
(after Laurence Binyon)
They shall not grow old, as we are left grow old
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn
At the going down of the sun, and in the morning
We will remember them
They built a wall boys, it stayed up for thirty years
we've torn it down now, clattering round their ears
You know how it is, with spirit(s),
they just couldn't hold us
Brothers and sisters
The world you died for, was all but a pack of lies
It had to fall down, and keep on falling
you gave us the world they promised you,
and in the morning
we are the flowering
we are the flowering youth
Lonely faces
Empty spaces
Hiding places
Nowhere to be
Growing skylines
Spreading street signs........Jesus freakers
All in straight lines.........Strange believers
More every days...............Too many speakers
All in the way
But it's all the same the world over
Twentieth century
Stuck in the red
In the bank of the dead
Holy Society
Insanity cities etc
Maybe you'll catch us
But you won't reach us
Trying to teach us
How to be good
With civilisation
By population
With moral castration
Taming the flood
Making sure of survivors
To keep money spiders
And moon rocket riders
Rolling in blood
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