Salad is any of a wide variety of dishes, including vegetable salads; salads of legumes, eggs, or grains; mixed salads incorporating meat, poultry, or seafood; and fruit salads. They may include a mixture of cold and hot items, often including raw vegetables or fruits.
Green salads include leaf lettuce and leafy vegetables with a sauce or dressing. Most salads are served cold, although some, such as south German potato salad, are served warm.
Salads are generally served with a dressing, as well as various garnishes such as nuts or croutons, and sometimes with the addition of meat, fish, pasta, cheese, eggs, or whole grains.
Salads may be served at any point during a meal, such as:
The word "salad" comes from the French salade of the same meaning, from the Latin salata (salty), from sal (salt). In English, the word first appears as "salad" or "sallet" in the 14th century.
Salt is associated with salad because vegetables were seasoned with brine or salty oil-and-vinegar dressings during Roman times.
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Whos going to take their chances
Whos going to make it pay
Reminded in the strangest place
A long forgotten melody
A scent that drags me back
& rakes up long forgotten memories
Learn the lesson, learn the taste
Keep a tally hone the method
To make it work
To make it right
Whos going to take their chances
Whos going to make it pay
Whos going to take their chances
Whos going to pave the pay
You dont want to say you need to
You dont really think you have to
Keep a tally, learn the lesson
Learn the taste & hone the method
Given heart
Given all its got
You'll take your chances
or know its lost
Thanks to Andy (s0_l0ng_ast0ria
hotmail.com) for these lyrics
And you say
that you wanna be free
But you can't
cos you're looking at me
Hold you tight
in my arms and you'll see
I am
the one
Awake in sweat,
the air is hot and thick
And the pillow's
wet, I'm feeling kind of sick
You're lying
there alive and breathing deep
Your frown is tight -
you've been thinking in your sleep
And you say
that you wanna be free
But you can't
cos you're looking at me
Hold you tight
in my arms and you'll see
I am
the one
I'll hold you down
with promises and threats
Remind you how it
was when we first met
Let's take a boat
to tha dark side of the lake
And share a joke
cos there's music in the trees
And you say
that you wanna be free
Well you can't
cos you're looking at me
Hold you tight
in my arms and you'll see
I am
the one
I was the one -
the oyster to your pearl
I've loved you more
than a thousand other girls
So we'll sing our
song - it's been haunting us for years
Spin me to the sun
and we'll kiss the world our cheers
And you say
that you wanna be free
But you can't
cos you're looking at me
Hold you tight
in my arms and you'll see
I am
Stacey has
informed me that
The 60's
borrowed 20's fashion
I've lost all
sense of city taste
I'll pick out
all my favourite garms
And wear them
with the tightest passion
I've lost the
feeling in my face
The Jeweller
blew me away
With his
demands of green
To circle
fingers in gold
I'll need a
man less mean
I'm leaving
pink for UV to see
Getting into
flowers it seems
Birds a
current living hobby
I needn't
dress for the wild of life
It's pointless
to complete with petals
Collars
flapping, never take off
So de-wing
with my pocket knife
The Jeweller
blew me away
With his
demands of green
To circle
fingers in gold
I'll need a
man less mean
I'm leaving
pink for UV to see
The Jeweller
blew me away
With his
demands of green
To circle
fingers in gold
I'll need a
man less mean
I'm leaving
There's a message
come through from my other home
It's my
daughter's birthday
If I feel over the
moon about that special new
I'd end up
in a worse way
Wait a
Second
engine is OK
Here we
go again
One more
delay
Couldn't
think what to say
This is
no test
We've
been told
The sky's
our terminal X2
Hit the
mission abort button
Coitus
interruptus
Tried to leave
the world free spinning
Someone
surely stopped us
Wait a
Second
engine is OK
Here we
go again
One more
delay
Couldn't
think what to say
This is
no test
We've
been told
The sky's
He's a muscleman, Such a muscleman
Muscle up to him, He'll let you rub his tan
He's a muscleman, Such a muscleman
Muscle in with him, He'll let you hold his hand
I'm now an apple, that suits me fine
And I'm out of time, But we'll all be fine
And now I'm knackered and feeling kind
But I'm not even worth a dime
And that suits me fine, And that suits me fine
Chorus
He's a muscleman, Such a muscleman
He's a muscleman, Yeah, he's my muscleman
I'm not an apple in a line, I'm in that way inclined
For God's sake be mine, And please don't go blind
Cos I've got this apple, And it needs a habit
And now I'm out of time, But you're a friend of mine
And we'll both be fine, And not out of line
Again you'll be mine, And that suits me fine
Yeah that suits me fine, He's a muscleman...
I'm versatile, Removable
I'm reversible, So edible
I'm the Machine of Menace
You put me in your place
So go on, the pleasure's mine
I gotta see your face
You put me in your place
So go on, I gotta see your face
I'm versatile, I'm flexible
I'm physical, Quite murderous
I'm the Machine of Menace
Chorus
Show me your face
I gotta see your face
Cos you put me in your place
So go on, the pleasure's mine
I gotta see your face
Incurable, Rememberable, I'm increasable
In fact delectable, Machine of Menace
#SONG: Overhear Me
The Bechstein was our lifeline
We could see our faces in the shine
And know it wasn't over
You never said you loved me
Even when we crowded out the children from the sofa
I hope you overhear me
I hope you overhear me
When I'm uttering my name for you
In case collected copies of The Times get faded before ninety nine
The trunk will stay locked shut
In the garden the ritual was acted out under every tree
Some say I'm ill
Sick as a parrot, bone-chilled
How does my face look today?
Don a smart cane in a dandy way
My head is full
I cannot think
Slip downstairs for a secret lemonade drink
Lemonade drink
Sleep cures everything
Sleep cures, if it's deep enough
Sleep cures everything but insomnia
Insomnia
Money - a modern factor
A quick rub down or a chiropractor
I kid you, you kid me
Take a close look at the family tree
Sex dreams, nightmares
Wake me up to the fact that nobody cares
Nobody cares
Chorus
I go out like a light
Clutch the heart of the night
I go out like a light
Clutch the heart of the night
Yoga turns, watering plants
Even a flapping limb dance
Anything but the job in hand
Gotta lift my head clean out of the sand
Sitting in a garden with a face like a granite statue
I am winter solstice waiting like a granite statue
Just like a granite statue
I will come when the weather's fine
Just like a granite statue
I want to know what's on your mind
Every single time that I come here I can't tell you what I feel
I am so polite to you and courteous
I know that it's not real
I long to grab a hold of you and take you in my arms tonight
But when I feel I'm going to my courage flies away and I turn cold
Chorus
Just like a granite statue
Statue, is that you, statue
Just like a granite statue
I will come when the weather's fine
But I'm a granite statue
And I know you'll not ever be mine
Just like a granite statue
[Instrumental]
The backroom card
game under smoky mobiles
The lift attendent
who's been riding for miles
Safari season
is upon us once more
The lion's share
to the man by the door
She twists her
body like a broken bird
And staggers to
the lift without a single word
Her taking
leave of the spinning room
Leaves rain
unwatched under eyeing moon
In third floor
peace dwelling on he fate
She dents the side of
the bed with her sparrow weight
She twists her
body like a broken bird
And cranes her neck
down slowly to the water
As luck would
have it she desired that man
So she threw away
hearts to weaken her hand
The winner in a
grey suit fills the frame
Unaware that
she's still playing her game
She twists her
body like a broken bird
As waves roll up
In the 1920s a man with a box came to stay
In the 1930s the man with a box went away
In the 1940s a man with a box went beserk
In the 1950s the man with a box left for work
A man with a box could be loving and he knows it
But a man with a box don't work that way
A man with a box could be loving if he tried it
But his rainclouds are permanently grey
In the 1960s a man with a box opened up
In the 1970s the man with a box drained his cup
In the 1980s a man with a box came along
And in the 1990s a man with a box wrote this song
Chorus
A man with a box made a train escape from Euston
While his butterflies went wild in the woods
The police report stated that every year at Margate
The daisies grew a different shade of brown
Wait until
the caller ends
conversation with his mother
Then take his
place inside the box
And plaster one
wall then the other
Pictures do
the work of words
Adverts for
the modern lover
He's the
cardboy king
And he's
distributing as always
The girls
can stay indoors
And then he
visits them in turn
Take a
daily risk of up to
A grand and
half as much again
He's mapped out
his career of sorts
But going nowhere
no matter how many men
Will his heart
shack up with any of
Polly,
Tanya, Kim or Pen
Dear
old Pen
He's the
cardboy king
And he's
distributing as always
The girls
can stay indoors
And then he
visits them in turn
Messing up
the BT decor
Till they've
fallen on the floor
Messing up
the BT decro
Till they've
fallen on the floor
It doesn't
go down popular
With the
generation libido free
Catch him in
the act and they will
Throw him over
their collective knee
But seeing
wrinkle echo wrinkle
Wouldn't
that be lovely ?
Lovely
He's the
cardboy king
And he's
distributing as always
The girls
can stay indoors
And then he
visits them in turn
He's the
cardboy king
And he's
distributing as always
Always
distributing
He's the
cardboy king
And he's
distributing as always
The girls
It's a magical
phase I'm going through
But it means
so little without you
Hold my hand
and we'll feel better
Let's go outside
as the sky goes redder
Other girls
don't do it this way
And you knew it
otherwise why would you have stayed
All the things
that the world keeps bringing
They're very nice
but they just mean nothing
Oh - I
loved you so
But now I'm
back on my feet
My life is
really sweet
So don't come
begging for more
Cos all I'll
do is slam the door
No - you've
sunk too low
She's got a
wardrobe to please
Thinks you're
the bee's knees
And she may
have a pretty purr
But I'm a size
more woman than her
It's a magical
phase I'm going through
Never been so
happy without you
Her eyes are blue
but her lipstick's faded
Her teeth are
nice but her skin is jaded
She's got a front
but I'll tell you this much
Underneath is
a token cleavage
Got to steer
round her lips while kissing
And that's no
joke cos her lips are missing
Oh - I
wish you'd go
After all
you got a girl
But now you
know full well
That she can't
even count to three
So who's sorry
now, well not me
Oh - I
wish she'd go
She's got a
taster for you
Loves all
that you do
But you can't
rest your head in her curves
Cos I'm a size
Space looks
good today
It doesn't
realy change
Looking up
from 5th street
The moon's
within your range
Space looks
good today
Take us
for a ride
I can see
the big apple
And it's
50 wings wide
Wolves over
Washington
Fly with
me tonight
The streets of
New York want you
Fly with
me tonight
Space looks
good today
It's a jester
ride on the giant slide
Is that a manicure
or do they just grow that way ?
Space looks
good today
A card game
on the way
Our glasses
reflect everything
When's the
big day ?
Wolves over
Washington
Fly with
me tonight
The streets of
New York want you
Fly with
me tonight
Wolves over
Washington
Fly with
me tonight
The streets of
New York want you
Fly with
me tonight
Space looks
good today
I'm glad
we're on our way
If we get
there really quick
We can
call ourselves
Aerodynamic
Wolves over
Washington
Fly with
me tonight
The streets of
New York want you
Fly with
me tonight
The sky's
our terminal
Hit the
mission abort button
Coitus
interruptus
Tried to leave
the world free spinning
Someone
surely stopped us
Wait a
Second
engine is OK
Here we
go again
One more
delay
Couldn't
think what to say
This is
no test
We've
I met a man yesterday, The sludge of love was in his way
What do you say about that ? what do you say ?
What do you say about that ? say you what do ?
What do you say about that ? Hey what do you mean ?
What do you say about that ? Gimme shelter
I met a man yesterday, He fell over yesterday
Sludge was in his way,
The sludge of love, I hear you say
What do you say about that ? what do you say ?
What do you say about that ? say you what do ?
What do you say about that ? Where are you coming from ?
Well hang loose girl
Lada, lada, give me your lada
Lada, lada, give me your lada
What do you say about that ? what do you say ?
What do you say about that ? what do you say ?
What do you say about that ? Say what do you do ?
What do you say about that ? How do you do ?
What do you say about that ? @^@``-[ ?
What do you say about that ? Larry touché
What do you say about that ? Gary toupé
What do you say about that ? Barry cliché
The king of love sits in a field with his head in his hands
Says it's alright, in fact it's the way it was planned
We don't love his face, we don't love his hands
It's his mace, and the things we don't understand
The king of love - Oh no
Drinks white rum, says it's the liquor of kings
Phones his mum, "Where d'you hide my wig ?"
When the fridge opens wide, out jump Mungo and Madge ... Midge
No no, no no, no no, I don't need this bridge
The king of love - Oh no
Steeplechase, it's very popular here
They set it up to knock down the beer
You see them at lunch, all in a bunch year after year
But you never see them when the fat lady sings
The king of love - Oh no
The king of love - Yeah
Don't take me there tonight
To the Sheperd's Isle
They say there's people walking in towelling dressing gowns
Awaiting trial
I don't want to go
I don't need to know
I don't want to go, a-ha...
The hounds hunt in fives
Gnashing teeth will eat you alive
So board this boat with me
Why so shaky, can't you see?
Chorus
Come all ye faithful
Tractor salesmen from hell
And when we're walking walking
We know we don't walk too well
I feel like crumbling buildings
With dust on the windowsills
It's such a mindless island
I feel like paying boredom bills
I don't have a problem, why don't you come to me ?
I don't have a problem, do you believe in me ?
I don't have a problem, but always say please
I don't have a problem, now get down on your knees
I don't have a problem, with les valseuses
I don't have a problem, do you, do you ?
Mesdames et Messieurs, Fumer interdit
Les valseuses du facteur, Mesdames et Messieurs
"Votres" bagages s'il vous plait, J'ai le cafard comme tu vois
La boulangerie se trouve tout droit
La maison est jolie, L'oiseau chant avec les doigts trois fois
Ecoutez, le chat s'est assis sur le tapis
Merci, now down on your knees
And always say please
I don't have a problem, Why don't you come to me ?
Somebody told me there's a planet in the ocean
We call it love of the girl
But we don't wanna be the potion
It's such a savoury world
There's a planet in the ocean
They call it love of the girl
Such a commotion
Cos it's apparently curled
Chorus :
Dichotomy, It's all around me now
It's all around me now
I'll wait for you somewhere
Well there's a planet in the ocean
They call it love of the girl
Did you bring the suntan lotion
And the parasol furled
In the ocean
It's a terrible world
Careful with the axis
This planet's love of the girl
I ripped your picture off the wall, I put it on a leash
I ripped your picture off the wall, yes indeed how come you never sent
my letters home
You left them in the trash, when I sent you my best wishes, you only did
a dash
I took your picture off the wall, I put it on my leash
When you wrote my epitaph, did you have to be so beefy ?
Did you have to be so beefy ?, Did you have to be so beefy ?
Beefy, beefy
I ripped your picture off the wall, I put it on a leash
You know the fact that you're so tall, I have to reach from underneath
Chorus :
No you don't know what I do
You just stake a claim on booze
You say you will be in the news
You just stake a claim on blues
And when I tell you I'm no friend
You just go round and round the bend
And everyone's a little mad
On a voyage round their dad
I ripped your picture off the wall
I put it on a leash, Perhaps I wasn't there at all
When you were underneath
How come you never called me your best friend ?
You leftme on the wall
When we went skating on that icy pond
You seemed to help me fall
Repeat Chorus
I ripped your picture off the wall
Everyone is twisted
Except the girl with the funny tattoo on her ankle
Funny tattoo on her knee, (I wish it was me)
Money and pleasure make me tick,
Enough to make you sick
She's a modern muse, With a mixed up bruise
Whichever way you're looking
No.1's the one that's cooking
But we've all got our place, This planet's got its funny ways
We just have a good time, (They have a bad time)
It's just awful doing nothing, When everything's so fine
Treading on a fragile line, We can't ignore the suffering
(But we do)
Chorus
And when the leaves turn brown
I hope I've still got my feet on the ground
It's too easy to feel guilty
Basically it's got to be said, That anyone with a pretty head
Could save the world instead, And I'm a guilty girlish thing
But charity makes my ego ring
Chorus
I'm gonna drive my motorbike to heaven
I'm gonna slice a lemon in two
And when the charcoal's burning bright
We'll be there, in heaven
I'm gonna fly my motorbike to you
I don't know why
But I've got a good idea that we'll meet again some day
It makes me cry
There's a memory of you standing in the woods
And then they sigh
Cos they've got a good idea that my hair is full of ferns
I'm gonna shine my hair in blooms
Because my mind is full of you
I think I'm gonna dust my room
Cos there's a notice in my head
I'm gonna shine my bike instead
Cos that's what the notice said
Repeat 1st verse
I don't know why
But I've got a good idea that we'll meet again some day
It makes me cry
You're standing on a yacht and I don't know what to say
I dreamt last night
We were playing kiss and tell then I watched you fly away
Well there's a diamond in my car
And it's shining like a star
I feel I'm coming home to you
Cos there's a message in my soup
And it could be like yesterday
I wish you'd never gone away
I'm so young and curvy at the hips
You can't wait to kiss my rosy lips
Hold me in between your finger tips
But It's you that I've got in my grip
Chorus :
Bring me flowers, make sure you're not seen
Put down the phone, pick up a magazine
Trouble
I'm so tired of hanging in the dark
Ignite me with your mother loving spark
When the hell you gonna leave your wife ?
Come on honey, what about My life
Repeat Chorus
Casanova you had it all, but you had to die one day
Duchess Topless you had it all, but you had to cry one day
Cry one day, cry one day
Chorus :
Why don't you live in a house in Kent
Spend all your money in Brent
Why don't you live in a house in Kent
And don't ever move
Why don't you live in a house in Kent
Believe that it's heaven sent
Live in a house in Kent
And don't ever move
Senôr Picasso you had it all, but you had to die one day
Brandon Marlow you had it all, but you got to cry one day
Cry one day, cry one day
Repeat Chorus
Move, move, move ...
All you comedians you made us laugh, but you got to die one day
And cathedrals standing tall, well you got to fall some day
Fall some day, fall some day
Repeat Chorus
You say you don't even care about love, well that's alright baby
I've got a face in my hair, I've got a face in my hair,
I've got a face in my yeah yeah yeah
You know what I should do with you now
I'll take you in hand, and walk you to a new land
Chorus :
Now I'm right about love, Now I'm right about hate
Now I'm right about tomorrow, Cos heaven can wait
You say you don't even care about toys, well that's alright baby
I've got a fish in my pond, I've got a fish in my pond
I've got a fish in my pond, I've got a fish and of it I'm fond
They say I shouldn't stand by the drinks machine
They tell me that the lime's run out
Repeat Chorus
You say you don't even care about love, well that's alright baby
I've got a fish in my pond, I've got a fish in my pond
I've got a fish in my pond, I've got a fish in my pond
I've got a face in my hair, I've got a face in my hair,
The ground is getting frosty
Then small drops of mint on my scarf
My lifespan is an unknown
I've never strayed far from the path
I'll wrap myself in bandages
And leopard skin and bandages
And nobody will bother me
I'll wrap myself in bandages
Till it gets ridiculous
And nobody will bother me
Drink the Elixir
With Saturn on the stopwatch
There's hope for me yet on this Earth
But Venus had an off day
A century's gone by since my birth
It's nautical with weirdos
The cinema stays dry
The underground its heroes
They're queueing up, my oh my
The polythene wigwam ritual
She's got a blue bikini
Two kisses and you're captive
Like something from Fred Fellini
Chorus :
The need to play grew up with the admiring of those in diminished
clothes
They're marching in defiant
They carry their flags on high
The military hatchet people
Are giving their battle cry
There's Latin sounds on Sunday
With caramel crêpes at large
We haven't got a drift net
For happenings free of charge
I have to clear my name
My name has been defamed
The bastards got me now, now
I have to run away
It's been a feteful day
I'd better learn to pray, to pray
Chorus :
Clear my name on this fateful day
Clear my name on this fateful day
You know the heavy crew
They're playing nearby you
Peddling themselves, peddling themselves
Repeat Chorus
Come back tomorrow
Come on baby - I want your milt
Come back tomorrow, I won't be getting home till then
Come back tomorrow, we'll trip the light fantastic in my bed
Don't you know that it's true, my hair was an igloo
Built from varnish and glue
All the love in the world could never heal it
Come round tomorrow, Take my advice and bring a silver comb
If you still love me, we'll sit a while between the shows
And they said that it's true, Brighton pier holds a message for you
All the seagulls that fly there whisper it softly
Well you got to wear it out, one false move will let it fall out
Yeah you gotta let it out, don't leave it hanging all about
And if your heartbeats are round you'll know that you are breathing
All these thoughts are profound, They take us up to touch the ceiling
Everyone is twisted
Except the girl with the funny tattoo on her ankle
Funny tattoo on her knee, (I wish it was me)
Money and pleasure make me tick,
Enough to make you sick
She's a modern muse, With a mixed up bruise
Whichever way you're looking
No.1's the one that's cooking
But we've all got our place, This planet's got its funny ways
We just have a good time, (They have a bad time)
It's just awful doing nothing, When everything's so fine
Treading on a fragile line, We can't ignore the suffering
(But we do)
Chorus
And when the leaves turn brown
I hope I've still got my feet on the ground
It's too easy to feel guilty
Basically it's got to be said, That anyone with a pretty head
Could save the world instead, And I'm a guilty girlish thing
But charity makes my ego ring
Chorus
And all that is just twisted
Waiting upstate in the pines
There's a man
Whose arms are twisted round the vines
Looking out for her to show
But she's late
The sound of the crickets all around
In the heat
In the heat
They say you'll sell your body to the heat
So he takes his muslin bag
To the well
Runs his fingers through his hair
He's unwell
Then the sea comes into view
And he moves downhill
Meets his car down by the bay
Drives away
Chorus
Come on now - gotta take it in your stride...
Well a fugitive can run but he can't hide
Nothing happens in the town
Nothing moves
A lone mosquito settles down
It's a
terrible day for you
Cos he's
left you feeling blue
All alone all
alone all alone - you're all alone
All alone all alone
all alone - the seeds are sown
Well the
seeds are sown
discontent
And you're washed
your hands of the incident
Washed
your hands
It's a
terrible day for you
Cos he's run
away with someone new
All alone all
alone all alone - you're all alone
All alone all alone
all alone - the seeds are sown
Oh yeah the
seeds are sown
discontent
And you've put
your bedsit up for rent
All alone all
alone all alone - you're all alone
All alone all alone
all alone - Your hopes have flown
Yeah your
hopes have flown
Well your
hopes have flown
Into
Cos you throught
you had a life to share
Life
You don't
even know your name
You get
on a bicycle
And bend
the frame
Samson in
a cage
Gave him some
wine and Danish
Man, was
he depraved
Raindrops, teardrops
Give me
some real food
Like out
on the balcony
Hamish
in a den
Now that
I'm seventeen
He must
be ten
You don't seem
to love me any more
I gave you
my word of honour
You sprinkled
your path with gravel
Angels
fell from the sky
You don't
even know your name
You get
on a bicycle
I get on
a plane
Namedrops
on a hill
Perhaps in
a distant valley
They'll
be still
You don't seem
to love me any more
I gave you
my word of honour
You sprinkled
your path with gravel
Angels
fell from the sky
You don't seem
to love me any more
I gave you
my word of honour
You sprinkled
your path with gravel
Angels
fell from the sky
Namedrops
on a hill
Perhaps in
a distant valley
They'll
So she
waltzes by
Her sky is
as high as sky
The apple
of her eye
doesn't even try
She knows
she's a foreign cow
She knows
it and how
She knows
she's a foreign cow
She knows
it and how
You give
them shit
And they
take it
Spend a little
energy just for kicks
But remember
for a second
That you're
not Bill Hicks
Give a
little bit
You know
there's time for it
Give a
little bit
You know
you want it
Give a
little bit
You know
you're gonna be sick
Of slapping
everyone around
Freedom
is the key
Just how free
do you wanna be
She's
taken it too far
Now she
wants a bigger car
She knows
she's a foreign cow
She knows
it and how
She knows
she's a foreign cow
She knows
it and how
Royalty
doesn't make you sound
Spend a little
money on a house in town
Don't you know
your face is ugly
When you
pull that frown
Give a
little bit
You know
there's time for it
Give a
little bit
You know
you want it
Give a
little bit
You know
you're gonna be sick
Of slapping
everyone around
I want a
piece of that pie
And no-one's
gonna take it away
And if you
cross my path
You know I'm
gonna hate you
You know I'm
gonna hate you all day
Give a
little bit
You know
there's time for it
Give a
little bit
You know
you want it
Give a
little bit
You know
you're gonna be sick
Of slapping
everyone around
Give a
little bit
You know
there's time for it
Give a
little bit
You know
you want it
Give a
little bit
You know
you're gonna be sick
Of slapping
I've got an itch that I can't fix
I'm gonna get your mother to mix me a drink
Just think
She takes my hand to put it up her skirt
I'll call you up to dish the dirt on her
So it doesn't reoccur
Your Ma will do it
I don't know where to hide
Before I know it her hand's inside
I know the damage that she can do with her hands untied
I try to keep her on hubbie's work
But if I don't stop she'll think I'm a jerk
A jerk
Chorus
Go on!
Upper grade...
I've got a problem with someone's mum
But she relieves me of my daily humdrum
And while I stand there taking off her dress
I guess I'm in a mess
Cos she wants a boy with the teenage drive
And knock his socks off his teenage life
Step outside the
house and leg it into town
It's snowing
now, the air is growing cold
I rubbed the dirt and
stared in through the windowpane
I almost lost
my mind - ooh yeah
They take you home
and show you the street
Yeah yeah
yeah yeah
Got a lot of places
where your friends all meet
Yeah yeah
yeah yeah
And I don't
care if you got long air
Yeah yeah
yeah yeah
Your mum's all
right when she's out of the fight
She says you is mine
but I don't know that's right
Go into the public
house and drink them blind
Get kicked out
and wake up in the road
When I peered
inside with my binoculars
I almost lost
my mind - ooh yeah
They take you home
and show you the street
Yeah yeah
yeah yeah
Got a lot of places
where your friends all meet
Yeah yeah
yeah yeah
And I don't
care if you got long air
Yeah yeah
yeah yeah
Your mum's all
right when she's out of the fight
She says you is mine
but I don't know that's right
They take you home
and show you the street
Yeah yeah
yeah yeah
Got a lot of places
where your friends all meet
Yeah yeah
yeah yeah
And I don't
care if you got long air
Yeah yeah
yeah yeah
Your mum's all
right when she's out of the fight
She says you is mine
Get a boy
with a toy
He'll never
cease to amaze you
And every time
he makes you smile
He'll never
cease to please you
So get a
boy as a toy
He'll never
cease to amaze you
And every time
he makes you smile
He'll never
cease to please you
And when he leaves
you having pleased you
He'll never
cease to move you
Now when he
calls at your door
He'll never
cease to lose you
He was
written by a man
Come and
get it if you can
He was
written by a man
On the side of a
far grand grander plan
He was
written by a man
Come and
get it if you can
If you wanna
play then play it safe
Into his hand
of this man and his plan
Get a boy
plus a toy
He'll never
cease to amaze you
And when he
smiles he takes his time
He'll never
cease to please you
And when he leaves
you having pleased you
He'll never
cease to move you
Now all the
time he gets annoyed
Find someone
who loves you
So never
mind if you find that
He's
walked out on you
Now when he
calls at your door
He'll never
cease to lose you
He was
written by a man
Come and
get it if you can
He was
written by a man
On the side of a
far grand grander plan
He was
written by a man
Come and
get it if you can
On a count of
eight let's participate
With this
man and his plan
He was
written by a man
Come and
get it if you can
He was
written by a man
On the side of a
far grand grander plan
He was
written by a man
Come and
get it if you can
If you wanna
play then play it safe
Into his hand
(Cardboy king EP Part 2)
It's coming quick
It's shining down
It comes
From all around
I've got the moon above my shoulder
And now I know
Just what to do
I'm running fast
To be with you
I've got the moon above my shoulder
I know what I need
My baby knows it too
When we return to earth
We'll tell a tale or two
I'll take you down
To the long grass
And we will kiss
And we will clasp
It takes us up
Aaaah
The moonlit sky
Shines down on us
And now the moon's upon our bodies
Say it's not so
I can't even chant in the bath
I'm so alone
I'm coming home
I need the warmth of the hearth
The antique phone
Here comes the hearth
We're almost there baby
I'm on the path
Missing you already
Here comes the hearth
We're almost there baby
On the path
Say it's not so
Many's the dog that we've sent on the way
Down below I'm coming
I need the warmth of the flames
The Bechstein was our lifeline
We could see our faces in the shine
And know it wasn't over
You never said you loved me
Even when we crowded out
The children from the sofa
I hope you overhear me
I hope you overhear me
When I'm uttering my name for you
In case collected copies of The Times
Get faded before ninety nine
The trunk will stay locked shut
In the garden the ritual was
Acted out under every tree
So she waltzes by
Her sky is as high as sky
The apple of her eye
She doesn't even try
She knows she's a foreign cow
She knows it and how
She knows she's a foreign cow
She knows it and how
You give them shit
And they take it
Spend a little energy just for kicks
But remember for a second
That you're not Bill Hicks
Give a little bit
You know there's time for it
Give a little bit
You know you want it
Give a little bit
You know you're gonna be sick
Of slapping everyone around
Freedom is the key
Just how free do you wanna be
She's taken it too far
Now she wants a bigger car
She knows she's a foreign cow
She knows it and how
She knows she's a foreign cow
She knows it and how
Royalty doesn't make you sound
Spend a little money on a house in town
Don't you know your face is ugly
When you pull that frown
Give a little bit
You know there's time for it
Give a little bit
You know you want it
Give a little bit
You know you're gonna be sick
Of slapping everyone around
I want a piece of that pie
And no-one's gonna take it away
And if you cross my path
You know I'm gonna hate you
You know I'm gonna hate you all day
Give a little bit
You know there's time for it
Give a little bit
You know you want it
Give a little bit
You know you're gonna be sick
Of slapping everyone around
Give a little bit
You know there's time for it
Give a little bit
You know you want it
Give a little bit
You know you're gonna be sick
(Cardboy king EP Part 2)
I can sleep in a chair
When the air is close
And the book is hardly started
You know I never pray
But i might one day
For those around departed
One imitation smile
Curls round your glass
I can see through white wine
One imitation smile
Curls round your lips
I can see right through you
I'm modelled in wax
But in good hands now
I'll burn up at both ends
Half dead with fatigue
In a social storm
I can gather all my close friends
I get the heaviest blues
And the shortest fuse
When the glutton party beckons
My rattle is a draw
On the restaurant floor
They'll soon be up for seconds
(yeah yeah ep part 1)
I walk about and then I wake up
I scream and shout before I wake up
But the thing is I'm aware of this hell
You go to bed waiting for my yell
You ask me questions and I reply
It's an obsession, you ask me why
You don't understand I'm in sleepwalking land
Just leave me alone or give me a hand
They call it sleepwalking
I'd say it's more like bedroom stalking
I'm gonna hurt someone
I've been sleepwalking
I'd say it's more like bedroom stalking
The harm has been done
I've been asleep generating heat
And suddenly I'm out in the street
I feel blue, I am you
Up against the wall out across the hall
Next time it won't be such a close call
They call it sleepwalking
I'd say it's more like bedroom stalking
I'm gonna hurt someone
I've been sleepwalking
I'd say it's more like bedroom stalking
It's the weirdest thing I've done
I've been sleepwalking
My mouth now does it own talking
Don't know where I'm coming from
I've been sleepwalking
My mouth now does it own talking
Since the many sided coin
Went up into the air
And never came back down
That's when I got scared
It's the decade of the brain
But whose?
Pick up empty matter grey
That's blown a fuse
Since the many sided coin
Fell into the lap of
The gods at the party
(I want you EP Part 2)
There's one in the bag
For the laughing hag
There's one in the bag
For the fool on the hill
And one in the bag for you
There's one in the bag for you
There's one in the school
For the laughing moose
And one in the leg for you
Yeah there's one in the head
For the laughing moose
And everyone's herring fool
Mary's vineyard of toys
Will open my eyes to her joys
As I walk down her path
Her eyes beckon me to her bath
Oh, oh, I am in love with her
But there's one in the bag
Party, take her to the party
Give the girl some smarties
She's the lucky one now
Banging banging party
Footprints on the carpet
The people look enticing
The pillows look inviting
Pull up her pyjamas
Her pyjamas
Forgetting her own simon
Talking to the doorman
Wants to take him surfing
She thinks he is Keanu
She gets what she deserves
He's a lucky fella
Toes are touching tiles now
Touching in the bathroom
In the bathroom
Party
At the party
I guess you're wondering
Why I asked you here today
Party, she gets through her candy
Brings her girlfriend mandy
Hope she loosens up now
Before the midnight hour
Get him in the shower
Wants to be deflowered
(Cardboy king EP Part 1)
The biggest laugh to be had in town
Is down at monty's
The paint is drying on the skirting board
The place is empty
I use the submarine ashtray
So it feels wanted
Nicotine stains will once again
Coat walls at monty's
But what is this apologetic fanfare?
I hope there's life after death
Backstage at the aftermath
The manager's pat
In two years from now
Who knows where you're at
The jokes are hanging saliva
Off his spent mouth
His lines on public lips
North west and east and south
The biggest laugh to be had in town
Was down at monty's
The paint's dried and it's curling up
Like a whisper in me Eva Dahlgren
I feel your warm winds coming through Eva
I want you Eva
I want you Eva
Empty street all look the same Eva
Take me home blue morning rain Eva (Marie)
I want you Eva (Marie)
Calling pictures in my mind Marie Fredriksson
When I wanna be wid you Marie
On this long distance line Marie
How I wish that you would say Marie
I want you Marie
Remember what you told me Per Gessle
We'll always wind up all alone Per
Together Per
As long as rivers will run Per
As long as I can see the sun Per
I want you Per
Moving pictures in my mind Ratata (Anders Glenmark?)
When I wanna be wid you Ratata
And on this long distance line Ratata
How I wish that you would say Ratata
I want you Ratata
When your nights are lonely Per
Know you're not the only Eva
Waiting for another day Marie
How I wish that you would say Ratata
How I wish that you would say Ratata
I want you Ratata
For all the love in your eyes Per
For all the love that's in your mind Per
I want you Per
For all the love in your eyes Eva
For all the love that's in your mind Eva
I want you Eva
For all the love in your eyes Ratata
For all the love that's in your mind Ratata
I want you I want you baby Ratata
For all the love in your eyes Marie
For all the love that's in your mind Marie
I want you baby baby Marie
For all the love in your eyes All
For all the love that's in your mind All
I want you All
For all the love in your eyes All
For all the love that's in your mind All
I want you All
When the nights are lonely Ratata
Know you're not the only Eva
One Eva
You're not the only Marie (Per)
I Want You (Digital lgerelds-mix)
(Digital campfire mix)
Wiss a wiss a wissum Eva
Want you
Yes I wish that you
Mmmmmm Marie
OK vi tar den igen d? Eva
That would be? Per
Laughing Marie
Ordning I leden Eva
Topklass! Marie
Topklass?.(silly voice) Per (Marie laughing)
Yaaaaaa Marie (laughs)
Ok Eva
Like a whisper in me
I feel the warm winds coming through
I want you
I want you
Empty streets all look the same
Oh take me home blue morning rain
I want you
Calling pictures in my mind
When I wanna be wid you
And on this long distance line
How I wish that you would say
I want you
ratata
ooohhh Eva
all right
chapow
Remember what you told me
We always wind up all alone
Together
For ever
As long as rivers will run
As long as I can see the sun
I want you
Moving pictures in my mind
When I wanna be wid you
And on this long distance line
How I wish that you would say
I want you
When your nights are lonely
Know you're not the only
Just waiting for another day
How I wish that you would say
How I wish that you would say
I want you
Laughing (Marie)
For all the love in your eyes
For all the love that's in your mind
I want you
I want you
For all the love in your eyes
For all the love that's in your mind
I'm just so beside myself
With my endless love for you
Love for you
Can't respond to things I see or touch
The way I normally do
Normally do
I can't seem to get on without you
I'm so glad you're here
All I need is a nice cup of tea
And a comedy
A comedy
Keeps me up there with the stars
With my feet on the ground
No one else around
When I walk beside you in the dark
I know I'll love you
For ever
When I put my hand upon your shoulder
Feel it moving
Stick palm trees on the moon
Eradicate the gloom
The place needs clearing up and dusting down
We'll sunbathe through the day
And sip on chardonnay
Until the earth comes up
Then we'll bed down
I was first one in the line
The waiting taking time
I counted two suns up
And one moon down
Ticket number one
Ticket number two
(I'm a loony passenger with you)
Ticket number one
Ticket number two
Gonna stick those plastic green fantastic
Palm trees on the moon
Devoid of coconut
I'll shout across to you
"What weather here!"
i'll want to tell my friends
when the holidaying ends
that they should book up early
for next year
Marijne :
Stars shining bright above you,
Night breezes seem to whisper, "I love you";
Birds singin' in the sycamore tree;
Dream a little dream of me...
Terry Hall :
Say "nighty-night" and kiss me,
Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me;
While I'm alone and blue as can be,
Dream a little dream of me...
Marijne :
Stars fading, but I linger on, dear,
Still craving your kiss;
I'm longing to linger til dawn, dear,
Just saying this:
Terry Hall :
Sweet dreams til sun beams find you,
Sweet dreams that leave our worries behind you;
But in your dreams, whatever they be,
Dream a little dream of me
Marijne & Terry Hall :
Stars fading, but I linger on, dear,
Still craving your kiss;
I'm longing to linger til dawn dear,
Just saying this:
Marijne & Terry Hall :
Sweet dreams til sun beams find you,
Sweet dreams that leave our worries far behind you;
But in your dreams, whatever they be,
Well it's an ugly fashion town
And I don't want to get you down
But it's an ugly place to live
The boys and girls look so serene
In their professionally torn jeans
But their smiles are insincere
Well it's an ugly fashion town
And the people who mill around
Seem to share a vacant stare
As they walk across the village square
There's a marina and a mall
Where you can see them on the pull
In their silken padded shirts
The chimneys bellow grisly smoke
And the freeways are choked
It's such an ugly place to live
There's a marina and a mall
Where you can see them on the pull
In their floral pleated skirts
Well it's an ugly fashion town
And I don't want to settle down
I'm getting the first train west
I can almost feel the sweet clean air
Come on baby - I want your milt
Come back tomorrow, I won't be getting home till then
Come back tomorrow, we'll trip the light fantastic in my bed
Don't you know that it's true, my hair was an igloo
Built from varnish and glue
All the love in the world could never heal it
Come round tomorrow, Take my advice and bring a silver comb
If you still love me, we'll sit a while between the shows
And they said that it's true, Brighton pier holds a message for you
All the seagulls that fly there whisper it softly
Well you got to wear it out, one false move will let it fall out
Yeah you gotta let it out, don't leave it hanging all about
And if your heartbeats are round you'll know that you are breathing
All these thoughts are profound, They take us up to touch the ceiling
(Cardboy king EP Part 1)
You just give me
Bridesmaids' gimmicks
There's a glacé cherry
On your wedding cake
Your ex-boyfriend's crying
In the background
Hiding behind
The easter candle
Glasgow italian ice cream family
Makes you feel better in the rain
Driving around in a musical van
Helps you hide the pain
I wish I could be home for easter
To light the votive candle
But all I do is paint my toes
This family's too hard to handle
You just give me
Bridesmaids' gimmicks
Silver tin foil and ribbons and lace
Make a salad
Do the dressing right
Now it’s yours and mine - salad
Sing a ballad
Over me and you?
No, I’d rather chew chew
You’re all over the place
Like a mouse in a maze
If you win you may run in a bigger race
But tonight please be still
‘Cause this vegetable hill
Wanna be part of you, I’ll make sure they will
Pretty baby
Long day in your shoe?
Here’s your fork and spoon