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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
One thousand umbrellas
Upturned couldn't catch all the rain That drained out of my head When you said we were Over and over I cried 'Til I floated downstream To a town they call Misery oh oh misery Misery oh oh misery And one million teacups I bet couldn't hold all the wet That fell out of my eyes When you fell out with me Now I'm crawling the wallpaper That's looking more like a roadmap To misery oh oh misery How can you smile and forecast Weather's getting better And you'll soon forget her If you let the sunshine come through How can you smile and forecast Weather's getting better If you never let a girl rain all over you And just when I thought that my vista was golden in hue One thousand umbrellas opened to spoil the view One million salt seas Recalled from school atlas Alas would be filled to the brim Sunny Jim couldn't jump it How can I be pleased When I'm handed the keys To a town they call Misery Oh oh Misery So with a mop and a bucket I'll just say forget her And carry on sweeping up Where I've been weeping The Jesters will creep in To strike down the newly crowned Monarch Of Misery oh oh Misery How can you smile and forecast Weather's getting better And you'll soon forget her If you let the sunshine come through How can you smile and forecast Weather's getting better If you never let a girl rain all over you Just when I thought that my skies were a June July blue One thousand umbrellas opened Two thousand umbrellas opened Ten thousand umbrellas opened to spoil the view |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
One thousand umbrellas
Upturned couldn't catch all the rain That drained out of my head When you said we were Over and over I cried 'Til I floated downstream To a town they call Misery oh oh misery Misery oh oh misery And one million teacups I bet couldn't hold all the wet That fell out of my eyes When you fell out with me Now I'm crawling the wallpaper That's looking more like a roadmap To misery oh oh misery How can you smile and forecast Weather's getting better And you'll soon forget her If you let the sunshine come through How can you smile and forecast Weather's getting better If you never let a girl rain all over you And just when I thought that my vista was golden in hue One thousand umbrellas opened to spoil the view One million salt seas Recalled from school atlas Alas would be filled to the brim Sunny Jim couldn't jump it How can I be pleased When I'm handed the keys To a town they call Misery Oh oh Misery So with a mop and a bucket I'll just say forget her And carry on sweeping up Where I've been weeping The Jesters will creep in To strike down the newly crowned Monarch Of Misery oh oh Misery How can you smile and forecast Weather's getting better And you'll soon forget her If you let the sunshine come through How can you smile and forecast Weather's getting better If you never let a girl rain all over you Just when I thought that my skies were a June July blue One thousand umbrellas opened Two thousand umbrellas opened Ten thousand umbrellas opened to spoil the view |
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from Xtc - Oranges And Lemons (2001)
Soldiers, workers, slaves and farmers, nurses, queens and drones.
Wish they'd leave my head tonight, let me rest my bones. (Ziggedy zig zag just look at 'em.) A billion feet sound just like a billion drums. A bed is creaking as the new messiah comes. The cars are crashing and the bacon is hacked. The coffin's lowered and the lunches get packed. Still segregating 'cause we insects are too proud. Doesn't matter what colour of cat you are there's no dogs allowed. And the screaming sky won't let me sleep. The stars are laughing at us, as we crawl on and on across this antheap. War planes go over but no wages go 'round. A sign goes up to say hey we're twin towned. The dough is rising but no bread will be baked. The fur is genuine but the orgasm's faked. We're spending millions to learn to speak porpoise, when human loneliness is still a deafening noise. And the screaming sky won't let me sleep. The stars are laughing at us, as we crawl on and on across this antheap. Soldiers, workers, slaves and farmers, nurses, queens and drones. Wish they'd leave my head tonight, and let me rest my bones. And all the world's babies are crying still. While all the police cars harmonize with power drills. As jets and kettles form a chord with screeching gulls. Accompanied by truncheons keeping time on human skulls. And the screaming sky won't let me sleep. The stars are laughing at us, as we crawl on and on past lovers who'll leap. On and on past widows who'll weep. On and on no more than skin deep. On and on across this antheap |
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from Xtc - White Music (1992)
There must be some way out of here,
said the joker to the thief, "There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, None of them along the line know what any of it is worth." "No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke, "There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late." All along the watchtower, princes kept the view While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl, Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl |
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from Xtc - English Settlement (2001)
W W W hat can I say? why do we starve a thing that near
W w W w W extinction? from day to day these weeds of fear W W W are choking our conviction life's like a jig-saw WWW WWW you get the straight bits but there's something missing in the middle. all of a sudden we find the cupboard's bare all of a sudden we find heaven's not there all of a sudden we find the sun's gone cold all of a sudden we find we're more than old all of a sudden we find that we've lost love so please don't push or shove because it's too late it's too late in all your hurry you've accidentally locked the gate what can we do? trying to stem the flow of sand is useless. it's up to you start holding hands and watch the balance redress life's like a firework you're only lit once and you must stand and radiate correctly. all of a sudden we find the- cupboard's bare all of a sudden we find heaven's not there all of a sudden we find the sun's gone cold all of a sudden we find we're more than old all of a sudden we find that we've lost love so please don't push or shove because it's too late it's too late in all your hurry you've accidentally locked the gate. love's not a product you can hoard or pack a suitcase with it's more a way you have to give. all of a sudden we find the cupboard's bare all of a sudden we find heaven's not there all of a sudden we find the sun's gone cold all of a sudden we find we're more than old all of a sudden we find that we've lost love so please don't push or shove because it's too late it's too late in all your hurry you've accidentally locked the gate. andy - lead and backing vocals, acoustic guitar colin - fretless bass, backing vocals dave - electric 12-string guitar terry - drums and percussion composed by a. partridge |
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from Xtc - The Compact Xtc (1992)
Do something for me, boys
If I should die at sea, boys Write a little note, boys Set it off afloat, saying Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Village and city girls by the quayside Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Watching and waiting by the sea Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Quiet or witty girls by the quayside Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Watching and waiting by the sea I think about your pale arms waving When I see the caps upon the green And the rocking roller-coaster ocean Think about you every night when I'm fathoms asleep And in my dreams We are rocking in a similar motion I think about the salt sea rolling Down in pearly tears upon your cheeks Just like the day the harbour pulled away I think about your warm white sheets unfolding The more I have to drink The more that I can think to say |
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from Xtc - The Big Express (2001)
Do something for me, boys
If I should die at sea, boys Write a little note, boys Set it off afloat, saying Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Village and city girls by the quayside Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Watching and waiting by the sea Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Quiet or witty girls by the quayside Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Watching and waiting by the sea I think about your pale arms waving When I see the caps upon the green And the rocking roller-coaster ocean Think about you every night when I'm fathoms asleep And in my dreams We are rocking in a similar motion I think about the salt sea rolling Down in pearly tears upon your cheeks Just like the day the harbour pulled away I think about your warm white sheets unfolding The more I have to drink The more that I can think to say |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
Do something for me, boys
If I should die at sea, boys Write a little note, boys Set it off afloat, saying Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Village and city girls by the quayside Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Watching and waiting by the sea Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Quiet or witty girls by the quayside Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Watching and waiting by the sea I think about your pale arms waving When I see the caps upon the green And the rocking roller-coaster ocean Think about you every night when I'm fathoms asleep And in my dreams We are rocking in a similar motion I think about the salt sea rolling Down in pearly tears upon your cheeks Just like the day the harbour pulled away I think about your warm white sheets unfolding The more I have to drink The more that I can think to say |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
My heart is taken it's not lost in space
And I don't want to see your mooney mooney face I say why on earth do you revolve around me Aren't you aware of the gravity Don't need another satellite I'm happy standing on my feet of clay I have no wish to swim your milky milky way I say why on earth do you send your letters 'round here Only to gum up the atmosphere Don't need another satellite So circling we'll orbit another year Two worlds that won't collide So circling we'll orbit another year Moon still tries to steal the tide away Don't need another satellite Don't need another satellite Abort your mission let's just say you tried Before you glimpse I have a darker darker side I say why in Heaven's name do you come on these trips Only to freeze in a total eclipse Don't need another satellite So circling we'll orbit another year Two worlds that won't collide So circling we'll orbit another year Moon still tries to steal the tide away Don't need another satellite Don't need another satellite |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
My heart is taken it's not lost in space
And I don't want to see your mooney mooney face I say why on earth do you revolve around me Aren't you aware of the gravity Don't need another satellite I'm happy standing on my feet of clay I have no wish to swim your milky milky way I say why on earth do you send your letters 'round here Only to gum up the atmosphere Don't need another satellite So circling we'll orbit another year Two worlds that won't collide So circling we'll orbit another year Moon still tries to steal the tide away Don't need another satellite Don't need another satellite Abort your mission let's just say you tried Before you glimpse I have a darker darker side I say why in Heaven's name do you come on these trips Only to freeze in a total eclipse Don't need another satellite So circling we'll orbit another year Two worlds that won't collide So circling we'll orbit another year Moon still tries to steal the tide away Don't need another satellite Don't need another satellite |
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from Xtc - The Compact Xtc (1992)
Are you receiving me?
You are deceiving me I know, see I know When we're out walking Your mouth ain't where it's supposed to do the talking When we're in kissing Your lips are missing, are they out on loan to someone else Are you listening? I put it in a letter, what could be better? I put it in a note, one night I wrote I put it in a telegram, just like the son of Sam Babe there's something missing Your TV's just hissing |
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from Xtc - Go 2 (1997)
Are you receiving me?
You are deceiving me I know, see I know When we're out walking Your mouth ain't where it's supposed to do the talking When we're in kissing Your lips are missing, are they out on loan to someone else Are you listening? I put it in a letter, what could be better? I put it in a note, one night I wrote I put it in a telegram, just like the son of Sam Babe there's something missing Your TV's just hissing |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
Are you receiving me?
You are deceiving me I know, see I know When we're out walking Your mouth ain't where it's supposed to do the talking When we're in kissing Your lips are missing, are they out on loan to someone else Are you listening? I put it in a letter, what could be better? I put it in a note, one night I wrote I put it in a telegram, just like the son of Sam Babe there's something missing Your TV's just hissing |
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from Xtc - The Compact Xtc (1992)
Save us from the ball and chain, Save us from the ball and chain, Save us from the ball and chain, oh yeah, The diggers and the tower cranes, The diggers and the tower cranes. Don't want demolition, Don't want your compensation, It's not just bricks and mortar, We are lambs to slaughter. Save us from the ball and chain, Save us from the ball and chain, Save us from the ball and chain, oh yeah, The diggers and the tower cranes, The diggers and the tower cranes. Must we live in fear, From those who shed no tears? Our one and only shelter, Your games, your helter skelter. Motorways and office blocks, They're standing on the spot Where stood a home, Crushing on the memories of people, Who have since turned to stone. (Ahh) They've turned to stone, (Ahh) They've turned to stone. Save us from the ball and chain, Save us from the ball and chain, Save us from the ball and chain, oh yeah, The diggers and the tower cranes, The diggers and the tower cranes. |
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from Xtc - English Settlement (2001)
Save us from the ball and chain, Save us from the ball and chain, Save us from the ball and chain, oh yeah, The diggers and the tower cranes, The diggers and the tower cranes. Don't want demolition, Don't want your compensation, It's not just bricks and mortar, We are lambs to slaughter. Save us from the ball and chain, Save us from the ball and chain, Save us from the ball and chain, oh yeah, The diggers and the tower cranes, The diggers and the tower cranes. Must we live in fear, From those who shed no tears? Our one and only shelter, Your games, your helter skelter. Motorways and office blocks, They're standing on the spot Where stood a home, Crushing on the memories of people, Who have since turned to stone. (Ahh) They've turned to stone, (Ahh) They've turned to stone. Save us from the ball and chain, Save us from the ball and chain, Save us from the ball and chain, oh yeah, The diggers and the tower cranes, The diggers and the tower cranes. |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
Orange and lemon
Raincoats roll and tumble Together, just liked fruit tipped from a tray Pineapple wet heads Watch new hairdos crumble As scenery sunlight shifts away Ballet for a rainy day Silent film of melting miracle play Apples and cherries Are varnished in water Despite, striped awnings bright dismay I push my paintbrush To conjure a new world While this one is slowly washed away Ballet for a rainy day Silent film of melting miracle play Dancing out there through my window To the backdrop of a slow descending grey When it rains it rains All the colors in my paintbox When it rains it rains Tickets for the front row seats Up on the rooftops Orange and lemon Raincoats roll and tumble apples and cherries Together, dropped in diamond disarray Ballet for a rainy day Silent film of melting miracle play Dancing out there through my window Behind the curtain silver falling Ballet for a rainy day Silent film of melting miracle play Dancing out there through my window To the backdrop of a slow descending grey |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
Orange and lemon
Raincoats roll and tumble Together, just liked fruit tipped from a tray Pineapple wet heads Watch new hairdos crumble As scenery sunlight shifts away Ballet for a rainy day Silent film of melting miracle play Apples and cherries Are varnished in water Despite, striped awnings bright dismay I push my paintbrush To conjure a new world While this one is slowly washed away Ballet for a rainy day Silent film of melting miracle play Dancing out there through my window To the backdrop of a slow descending grey When it rains it rains All the colors in my paintbox When it rains it rains Tickets for the front row seats Up on the rooftops Orange and lemon Raincoats roll and tumble apples and cherries Together, dropped in diamond disarray Ballet for a rainy day Silent film of melting miracle play Dancing out there through my window Behind the curtain silver falling Ballet for a rainy day Silent film of melting miracle play Dancing out there through my window To the backdrop of a slow descending grey |
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from Xtc - Go 2 (1997)
Battery brides, ha ha have you ever tried
To break out of your waiting room And find yourself a waiting groom Ba ba ba ba battery brides Ba ba ba ba battery brides She left school with a million others And worked in a store part time She dreams of a husband and a lover Doesn't realise she's on the production line of ... |
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from Xtc - Mummer (1995)
Do you know what noise awakes you
Every morning from your bed A-coming from the farthest hillside A-coming from inside your head You have heard You have heard the loudest sound In this and every world you can think of Chorus: Louder than tanks on the highway Louder than bombers in flight Louder than noises of hatred Dancing us from darkest night is the rhythm of love Powered on the the beating of hearts And did you know you had this power? Drumming on it always stays Never try to use it badly Tunes of good are all it plays You have heard You have heard the loudest sound In this and every world you can visit Chorus For a heart without love is a song with no words And a tune to which no-one is listening So your heart must give love and you'll find that You shine like rain on the leaves you'll be glistening You have heard You have heard the loudest sound In this and every world you can think of Louder than thoughts of dictators Louder than rattling swords Louder than loading of rifles Louder than screaming warlords Chorus |
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from Xtc - Go 2 (1997)
I spoke to your boss this morning He asked why you weren't home? I said sir they left without warning You won't even get them on the telephone They're in Beatown, it's a capital city and all roads lead to Beatown, beatown I spoke to your owner this lunchtime He asked why you weren't home? I said they thought it was hunchtime You won't even see them standing on their own Beatown, it's a capital city and all roads lead to Beatown, beatown He says he wants his money back sir He says you're all communists sir I said they beat you fair and square sir They use the head, and not the fist Beatown, beatown |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
It's your big day, your big day
So you want to tie the knot Tie it tight, don't let it rot, the memory of this day Are you deafened by the bells Could be heaven, could be hell In a cell for two Big day come and big day go Life goes on after the show But will your love have the fire and glow Like on the big day Statistics they don't say a lot But can you keep what you have got forever together There's a lesson to be learnt Many fingers have been burnt with the touch of gold Love can come and love can go What your chance is I don't know But if you have love then let it show like on the big day You're a new recruit The big day in your wedding suit today Like on the big day yes you're looking fine The big day sign on the dotted line The big day it's your wedding march today |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
It's your big day, your big day
So you want to tie the knot Tie it tight, don't let it rot, the memory of this day Are you deafened by the bells Could be heaven, could be hell In a cell for two Big day come and big day go Life goes on after the show But will your love have the fire and glow Like on the big day Statistics they don't say a lot But can you keep what you have got forever together There's a lesson to be learnt Many fingers have been burnt with the touch of gold Love can come and love can go What your chance is I don't know But if you have love then let it show like on the big day You're a new recruit The big day in your wedding suit today Like on the big day yes you're looking fine The big day sign on the dotted line The big day it's your wedding march today |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
When your love's flown out the window,
And the pain comes through the door. Once again you've missed the boat, And you're stranded on the shore. And you find out that what you had, Was never yours at all, Friends and lovers that you knew so well, Will never take your calls. So, You blame the weather, oh-oh, Blame the weather, oh-oh, Blame the weather, oh-oh Can't you see you're in your prime? You're turning creases into lines. If you play the game You've got to be prepared to take a knock, You get put down so many times, But you keep on getting up. So put your tears away, And don't forget to worry is a crime, Nothing bears thinking about too much, You'll be old before your time. So, You blame the weather, oh-oh, Blame the weather, oh-oh, Blame the weather, oh-oh Can't you see you're in your prime? You're turning creases into lines. The pool of tears you left to drown in, The helping hands that never came, The years you lost out to another, All up in flames So, You blame the weather, oh-oh, Blame the weather, oh-oh, Blame the weather, oh-oh Can't you see you're in your prime? You're turning creases into lines. |
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from Xtc - The Big Express (2001)
Blue overall
Overall the rootops blue birds fly apart Blue overall Overall the bones that cage this stupid heart Got blues drawing crosses on my front door Blues a'bringing buckets 'round the back Blues trying to push me from me white fence And tar me a darker bluey black For all this time I really thought you loved me For all this time You only rubber gloved me Blue overall Overall my anvil gives no further sparks Blue overall Overall my fears swim hammer headed sharks Got blues drinking beer out in the kitchen Blue dog is barking to be fed Got blues spilling wine upon me heartrug They're holding a party in my head For all this time I really thought you loved me For all this time You merely went and shoved me I tried to lose myself in labour The more I push the mirth I'm giving birth to a baby's turning Blue overall Feeling blue overall All over I'm turning blue |
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from Xtc - Nonsuch (2001)
Books are burning
In the main square, and I saw there The first eating the text Books are burning In the still air And you know where they burn books People are next I believe the printed word should be forgiven Doesn't matter what it said Wisdom hotline from the dead back to the living Key to the larder for your heart and head Books are burning In our own town, watch us turn 'round And cast our glances elsewhere Books are burning In the playground Smell of burnt book is not unlike human hair I believe the printed word is more than sacred Beyond the gauge of good or bad The human right to let your soul fly free and naked Above the violence of the fearful and sad The church of matches Anoints in ignorance with gasoline The church of matches Grows fat by breathing in the smoke of dreams It's quite obscene Books are burning More each day now, and I pray now You boys will tire of these games Books are burning I hope somehow, this will allow A phoenix up from the flames |
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from Xtc - Nonsuch (2001)
Bungalow
Bungalow By the sea Bungalow In the sea air Climbing rose Time to spare Luxury accommodation traps the sun So we're working every hour that God made So we can fly away Saving it all up for you bungalow Bungalow by the sea Bungalow Silver shoreline In the gorse You can be mine Standing prime position for the town Working for a vision through this life So we can fly away bungalow Bungalow You wait and see |
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from Xtc - Black Sea (2001)
Never seen her glowing
all that bright she's throwing like some aurora from her head it's growing reaching to the ground and all around like a Navaho blanket Never heard her singing now she's gently ringing like copper wind chimes what on earth is bringing up this stream the cat who got the cream is licking her lips and smiling like her Cheshire cousin She claims she's found a way to make her own light all you do is smile, you banish the night She says she's burning with optimism's flames, away away she says she's burning up all her guilts and shames, away away she says she's burning with optimism's flames, away away she says she's burning up Now you see I'm smiling back to juvenile'ing I learnt her lesson in like flint and styling all the world is neatly curled around my littlest finger I can't stop this grinning so assume I'm winning threw pessimism in the air it's spinning crashing to the floor and nevermore will it lure me away with sweets and shiny things just like a magpie Now every bird and bee just fuel the fire for me now every closing door just fans the flames some more (Now I'm thinking okay) (I'm turning night into day) |
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from Xtc - Go 2 (1997)
What makes you wander far
Don't know who you are Now if the vibe is right I'll go out tonight Cause it's Buzzcity talking it's Buzzcity talking Go and find a late night bar If I'm not back, leave the door ajar It's Buzzcity talking Talking to me We have sickness in our hair We have time to spare You close another door Break another law when it's Fast, night goes fast Oh! Oh! Oh |
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from Xtc - Explode Together (The Dub Experiments '78 - '80) (2007)
Thanks to Erich Sellheim <sellheim@zfn.uni-bremen.de>
Well, let me tell you about my girlie She goes by the name of Sleepy Shirley She become a real life wiro Since she learned how to do the Cairo And she go Up up down down Up up down down She pours out the sand on the kitchen floor Then we start to camel through the living room door She was cool to me, but now her heart's afiro Since she learned how to do the Cairo And she go |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command How bright is the medical torch When it's put in our hand My microbes and I Can't wait to lay down and die We realise that we must be spent Like the cells that dissolve when a brainwave is sent How bright are the fires of thought In a chain of command My bloodgroup and me A body of soldiers are we To the wound we quickly flowed And we fought with the weapons in our Chemical code How bright are the fires of thought In a chain of command |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command How bright is the medical torch When it's put in our hand My microbes and I Can't wait to lay down and die We realise that we must be spent Like the cells that dissolve when a brainwave is sent How bright are the fires of thought In a chain of command My bloodgroup and me A body of soldiers are we To the wound we quickly flowed And we fought with the weapons in our Chemical code How bright are the fires of thought In a chain of command |
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from Xtc - Oranges And Lemons (2001)
I'm floating over strange land, it's a soulless, sequined, showbiz
moon. I'm floating over strange land, and then stranger still, there's no balloon. But I'm getting higher, wafted up by fame's fickle fire 'til the... Chalkhills and children, anchor my feet. Chalkhills and children, bringing me back to earth eternally and ever Ermine Street. (Even I never know where I go when my eyes are closed.) I'm skating over thin ice, upon blunted blades of metal soft. I'm skating over thin ice, while some nonesuch net holds me aloft. But I'm getting higher, lifted up on lucks' circus wire 'til the... Chalkhills and children, anchor my feet. Chalkhills and children, bringing me back to earth eternally and ever Ermine Street. Even I never know where I go when my eyes are closed. Even I never spied that the scenes were posed. Even I never knew this is what I'd be. Even eyes never mean that you're sure to see. Still I'm getting higher, rolling up on three empty tyres, 'til the... I'm soaring over hushed crowds, the reluctant cannonball it seems. I'm soaring over hushed crowds, I'm propelled up here by long dead dreams. Still I'm getting higher, Icarus regrets and retires puzzled? Chalkhills and children, anchor my feet. Chalkhills and children, oddly complete. (Even I never know where I go when my eyes are all closed.) Here I go again |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
Man acting like a farmer,
And he's treating the woman like a poor cow. He got to treat you better from now. But man is just a baby, And he's needing your milk of kindness I vow, To drink as much as you will allow. All the way through history, Man machine, no mystery. All the way through history, Girl have the brain to act just like the weaker sex. Down in the cockpit, Man need the woman to pull him right out of it. Down in the cockpit, Man need the woman to pull him right out of it. Queen wants the castle back from the rascal Queen wants the castle Now! The girl tribe are growing up, And filling the world full with a new soul, To get so far they paid a high toll. Try not to make, The same mistakes, As man has made or you'll fall in that hole, And you will see us changing our role. Oh! Look what is this creature down in that hole? Some say they were called men. |
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from Xtc - Explode Together (The Dub Experiments '78 - '80) (2007)
Fire sign, indicate luminous pornography
Heliograph and Morse photography Signal ad, signal ad, signal ad Commerciality, commerciality, commerciality Coherent, match and blazing cuneiform wide open Sales pitch, high pitch, noise Brakes too soft to burn, envisage this Signal ad, signal ad, signal ad Commerciality, commerciality, commerciality Package, carton, package and carton, sell and package and carton Sell and package and carton, sell and package and carton Sell, package and sell, package Just revitalize, revitalize, revitalize, what's this now? Commerciality, commerciality, commerciality, commerciality Sell and revitali-, vitalize and home pride From tractors to tea-bags, from here to eternity, oh God, help me Commerciality, commerciality, commerciality, commerciality, commerciality Commerciality, commerciality, commerciality, commerciality, commerciality Signal ad, signal ad, signal ad Commerciality, commerciality, commerciality |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
I ask myself should I put my finger to the left, no
I ask myself should I put my finger to the right, no I say it really doesn't matter where I put my finger Someone else will come along and move it And it's always been the same It's just a complicated game A little girl asked me should she part her hair upon the left, no A little girl asked me should she part her hair upon the right, no I said it doesn't really matter where you part your hair Someone else will come along and move it and it's Always been the same It's just a complicated game A little boy asked me should he put his vote upon the left, no A little boy asked me should he put his vote upon the right, no I say it really doesn't matter where you put your vote Someone else will come along and move it And it's always been the same It's just a complicated game They wanted Tom They wanted Joe To dress 'em up and stick 'em out on show They were arrows in a very bad aim It's just a complicated game God asked me should he ought to put his world on the left, no God asked me should he ought to put his world on the right, no I said God, it really doesn't matter where you put your world Someone will come along and move it And it's always been the same It's just a complicated Game |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
I ask myself should I put my finger to the left, no
I ask myself should I put my finger to the right, no I say it really doesn't matter where I put my finger Someone else will come along and move it And it's always been the same It's just a complicated game A little girl asked me should she part her hair upon the left, no A little girl asked me should she part her hair upon the right, no I said it doesn't really matter where you part your hair Someone else will come along and move it and it's Always been the same It's just a complicated game A little boy asked me should he put his vote upon the left, no A little boy asked me should he put his vote upon the right, no I say it really doesn't matter where you put your vote Someone else will come along and move it And it's always been the same It's just a complicated game They wanted Tom They wanted Joe To dress 'em up and stick 'em out on show They were arrows in a very bad aim It's just a complicated game God asked me should he ought to put his world on the left, no God asked me should he ought to put his world on the right, no I said God, it really doesn't matter where you put your world Someone will come along and move it And it's always been the same It's just a complicated Game |
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from Xtc - Nonsuch (2001)
Crocodile
No you won't make me jealous That she left me for him Scene one standing Crushed on landing You may have walked out But I'll swallow up my fate Scene two sitting Man in kitchen Bit cold and lifeless like The burger on my plate But there's one emotion I'm afraid of Hear him scratching gently to be fed I can't stand it when he sits there smiling I don't want him nesting in my head Crocodile No you won't make me jealous That she left me for him Get away Crocodile No you won't make me jealous I'm not letting you in Scene three lying (through his backteeth) Speared and dying (bitten beneath) I'll crawl the wall to hand there Skinned and stuffed with drink But there's one emotion I'm controlling Green eyed monster with his jaws spread wide (But he's your pet now You can't run away and hide) I can't stand it when he sits there crying I don't want to throw myself inside Crocodile Getaway (Crocodile With the jaded jealous smile |
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from Xtc - White Music (1992)
It's the airwaves of the world
Not the hairwaves on your head Oh but anything can be On land and in the sea When you've got Crosswires When you've got crosswires Everything is buzz buzz Everything is beep beep Strange things happen everyday It's confusious the Chinese say Brings a nation to its feet It's them people that you meet |
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from Xtc - Go 2 (1997)
Across a crowded room
I first set eyes on you My vision was impaired Obstructed out of view By those - faces in a crowded room them - bodies in a crowded room their - breathing in a crowded room and their - pushing me out down the fire escape In the crowded room I won't touch too much I felt the punch of a punch The language was enough To send me running etc |
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from Xtc - Oranges And Lemons (2001)
Another year's gone by, the world's grown older, sometimes I heave a
sigh, people grow colder. Every day I do my best to show, I can make it in this world I know, but all the bad thoughts that people bring, my faith in human nature's getting pretty thin. Help me get through these cynical days. Help me get through my cynical ways. You say it's just a passing phase, you've got to help me get through, these cynical days. Another see through scheme, people are shallow. The dark night's closing in, my dark thoughts follow. I try and make my world a better place (my efforts seem in vain), but I'm competing in a human race (falling deeper down the drain) that value things that just don't count, makes me wonder what it's all about. Help me get through these cynical days. Help me get through my cynical ways. You say it's just a passing phase, you've got to help me get through these cynical days. Yeah, you say it's just a passing phase, you've got to help me get through these cynical days. Yeah, you say it's just a passing phase, yes, help me get through these cynical days. Yeah, you say it's just a passing phase, you've got to help me get through these cynical days. Cynical days. Cynical days |
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from Xtc - White Music (1992)
Watch them go one two three
I'm so happy and so is she In a 'Danceband' Show slow Quick quick slow Heel to hell and toe to toe In a 'Danceband' You can do the Bosanova 'Till the night is through You know Gay Gordon You can meet him too But when you hear that tune One and one makes two Don't step on my toes |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
Clock in my head
Clock on the wall And the two of them Don't agree at all Friday is heaven, Friday is heaven Day in day out Day in day out Wish you were here On the shop floor And together we could Count the dots on the wall Friday is heaven, Friday is heaven Day in day out Day in day out Friday is heaven (x2) Day in day out Day in day out |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
Clock in my head
Clock on the wall And the two of them Don't agree at all Friday is heaven, Friday is heaven Day in day out Day in day out Wish you were here On the shop floor And together we could Count the dots on the wall Friday is heaven, Friday is heaven Day in day out Day in day out Friday is heaven (x2) Day in day out Day in day out |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
, hope you got the letter, and...
I pray you can make it better down here. I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer but all the people that you made in your image, see them starving on their feet 'cause they don't get enough to eat from God, I can't believe in you Dear God, sorry to disturb you, but... I feel that I should be heard loud and clear. We all need a big reduction in amount of tears and all the people that you made in your image, see them fighting in the street 'cause they can't make opinions meet about God, I can't believe in you Did you make disease, and the diamond blue? Did you make mankind after we made you? And the devil too! , don't know if you noticed, but... your name is on a lot of quotes in this book, and us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look, and all the people that you made in your image still believing that junk is true. Well I know it ain't, and so do you, dear God, I can't believe in I don't believe in I won't believe in heaven and hell. No saints, no sinners, no devil as well. No pearly gates, no thorny crown. You're always letting us humans down. The wars you bring, the babes you drown. Those lost at sea and never found, and it's the same the whole world 'round. The hurt I see helps to compound that Father, Son and Holy Ghost is just somebody's unholy hoax, and if you're up there you'd perceive that my heart's here upon my sleeve. If there's one thing I don't believe in it's you.... |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
, hope you got the letter, and...
I pray you can make it better down here. I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer but all the people that you made in your image, see them starving on their feet 'cause they don't get enough to eat from God, I can't believe in you Dear God, sorry to disturb you, but... I feel that I should be heard loud and clear. We all need a big reduction in amount of tears and all the people that you made in your image, see them fighting in the street 'cause they can't make opinions meet about God, I can't believe in you Did you make disease, and the diamond blue? Did you make mankind after we made you? And the devil too! , don't know if you noticed, but... your name is on a lot of quotes in this book, and us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look, and all the people that you made in your image still believing that junk is true. Well I know it ain't, and so do you, dear God, I can't believe in I don't believe in I won't believe in heaven and hell. No saints, no sinners, no devil as well. No pearly gates, no thorny crown. You're always letting us humans down. The wars you bring, the babes you drown. Those lost at sea and never found, and it's the same the whole world 'round. The hurt I see helps to compound that Father, Son and Holy Ghost is just somebody's unholy hoax, and if you're up there you'd perceive that my heart's here upon my sleeve. If there's one thing I don't believe in it's you.... |
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from Xtc - Dear God (2007)
, hope you got the letter, and...
I pray you can make it better down here. I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer but all the people that you made in your image, see them starving on their feet 'cause they don't get enough to eat from God, I can't believe in you Dear God, sorry to disturb you, but... I feel that I should be heard loud and clear. We all need a big reduction in amount of tears and all the people that you made in your image, see them fighting in the street 'cause they can't make opinions meet about God, I can't believe in you Did you make disease, and the diamond blue? Did you make mankind after we made you? And the devil too! , don't know if you noticed, but... your name is on a lot of quotes in this book, and us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look, and all the people that you made in your image still believing that junk is true. Well I know it ain't, and so do you, dear God, I can't believe in I don't believe in I won't believe in heaven and hell. No saints, no sinners, no devil as well. No pearly gates, no thorny crown. You're always letting us humans down. The wars you bring, the babes you drown. Those lost at sea and never found, and it's the same the whole world 'round. The hurt I see helps to compound that Father, Son and Holy Ghost is just somebody's unholy hoax, and if you're up there you'd perceive that my heart's here upon my sleeve. If there's one thing I don't believe in it's you.... |
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from Xtc - Nonsuch (2001)
I put on a fake smile
And start the evening show The public is laughing I guess by now they know So climb from your high horse And pull this freak show down Dear Madam Barnum I resign as clown You said I was the master of all I surveyed But now I'm sweeping up The last in line in your circus parade Children are clapping As I fall to the floor My heart torn and broken And they just scream for more If I'm not the sole fool Who pulls his trousers down Then dear Madam Barnum I resign as clown You tread the high wire Between truth and lies Your safety net just walked out Much to your surprise Strike up the band love And let the show begin For this is the last time I'm painting on a grin If I'm not the sole fool Who pulls his trousers down Then dear Madam Barnum I resign as clown |
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from Xtc - Mummer (1995)
We can plant a seed
And watch it grow Food enough to fill a table Running water down an overflow Eat as much as we are able But would the fruit turn ripe If the rains had never been? Chorus: Oh Lord deliver us from the elements We at your mercy and your reverence Oh Lord deliver us from the elements We've no defense we are impotent You can travel far to distant lands Some so hot no man could bear You can conquer peaks with winds of sand Where Mother Nature didn't care Would not our world turn cold If the sun refused to shine Chorus And when the world grows old And we know more than our brains can hold Nature will be law Well we're as helpless now as we've ever been before Would not our world turn cold If the sun refused to shine Chorus |
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from Xtc - Mummer (1995)
Cast away on a desert island
Me and poor Crusoe are sharing the same fate Cast away on a desert island With Great Britain written on its name plate With my umbrella I go walking Through all the sands on a building site Across the shopping malls and motorways Birds from Heathrow fill the Night with people flying to escape Friday comforts me and says it's pay day Cast away on a desert island... The game and coconuts is plentiful You pick 'em right off of a supermarket shelf And all the man-eaters are parked away Down in garages While their selfish owners drinking to escape Lord of flies with cocktails in his conch shell Don't rescue me, no This is my home sweet home dear Don't rescue me, no I am far from alone here Cast away on a desert island Me and one nation are sharing the same fate Cast away on a desert island With Great Britain written on its name plate Cast away on a desert island |
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from Xtc - White Music (1992)
Do what you do what you do ... to me
The stars are out and so am I The stars I see ain't in the sky I'm heading for the twilight zone Please don't take me home |
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from Xtc - Black Sea (2001)
Do what you do what you do ... to me
The stars are out and so am I The stars I see ain't in the sky I'm heading for the twilight zone Please don't take me home |
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from Xtc - English Settlement (2001)
Man acting like a farmer and, He's treated the woman like a poor cow, We got to treat you better from now, But man is just a baby and, He's needing your milk of kindness. I vow to drink as much as you will allow. All the way through history, Man, machine, no mystery, All the way through history, Girl have the brain to act like the weaker sex. Down in the cockpit, Man need the woman to pull him right out of it, Down in the cockpit, Man need the woman to pull him right out of it. Queen wants the castle, back from the rascal, Queen wants the castle. The girl tribe are growing up and, Filling the world full with a new soul, To get so far they payed a high toll. Try not to make, The same mistakes, As man has done, or you'll fall in that hole, And you will see us changing our role. All the way through history, Man, machine, no mystery, All the way through history, Girl have the brain to act like the weaker sex. Down in the cockpit, Man need the woman to pull him right out of it, Down in the cockpit, Man need the woman to pull him right out of it. Queen wants the castle, back from the rascal, Queen wants the castle. |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
It frightens me when you come to mind
The day you dropped in the shopping line And my heart beats faster when I think of all the signs When they carried you out your mouth was open wide The cat went astray and the dog did pine for days and days And we felt so guilty when we played you up When you were ill, so ill What sticks in my mind is the sweet jar On the sideboard. And your multicolored tea cosy What sticks in my mind is the dew-drop hanging off your nose Shrivelled up and blue And I'm getting older, too But I don't want to die like you Don't want to die like you |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
It frightens me when you come to mind
The day you dropped in the shopping line And my heart beats faster when I think of all the signs When they carried you out your mouth was open wide The cat went astray and the dog did pine for days and days And we felt so guilty when we played you up When you were ill, so ill What sticks in my mind is the sweet jar On the sideboard. And your multicolored tea cosy What sticks in my mind is the dew-drop hanging off your nose Shrivelled up and blue And I'm getting older, too But I don't want to die like you Don't want to die like you |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
I've been praying all the week through
At home, at work and on the bus I've been praying I can keep you And to earn enough for us I can take humiliation And hurtful comments from the boss I'm just praying by the weekend I can earn enough for us Found a house that won't repair itself With it's windows cracking And a roof held together with holes Just because we're at the bottom of the ladder We shouldn't be sadder Than others like us Who have goals for the betterment of life Glad that you want to be my wife, but honest I've been praying all the week through At home at work and on the bus I've been praying I can keep you And to earn enough for us So you're saying that we're going to be three Now, a father's what I'll be Don't get me wrong, I'm so proud But the belt's already tight I'll get another job at night, but honest I can take humiliation And hurtful comments from the boss I'm just praying by the weekend I can earn enough for us Just because we're at the bottom of the ladder We shouldn't be sadder Than others like us Who have goals for the betterment of life Glad that you want to be my wife, but honest I can take humiliation And hurtful comments from the Boss I'm just praying by the weekend I can earn enough for us I can earn enough for us |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
I've been praying all the week through
At home, at work and on the bus I've been praying I can keep you And to earn enough for us I can take humiliation And hurtful comments from the boss I'm just praying by the weekend I can earn enough for us Found a house that won't repair itself With it's windows cracking And a roof held together with holes Just because we're at the bottom of the ladder We shouldn't be sadder Than others like us Who have goals for the betterment of life Glad that you want to be my wife, but honest I've been praying all the week through At home at work and on the bus I've been praying I can keep you And to earn enough for us So you're saying that we're going to be three Now, a father's what I'll be Don't get me wrong, I'm so proud But the belt's already tight I'll get another job at night, but honest I can take humiliation And hurtful comments from the boss I'm just praying by the weekend I can earn enough for us Just because we're at the bottom of the ladder We shouldn't be sadder Than others like us Who have goals for the betterment of life Glad that you want to be my wife, but honest I can take humiliation And hurtful comments from the Boss I'm just praying by the weekend I can earn enough for us I can earn enough for us |
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from Xtc - English Settlement (2001)
pppp pp eople rushing round with no time to spare. I'm so pp pp dizzy I'm neither here nor there, in this traffic pp pp pp jam I just want to shout let me off o' this pp ppp english roundabout english roundabout and all the pp the horns go 'beep! beep!' all the people follow like sheep I'm full of light and sound making my head go round, round. everyone is cursing under their breath I'm a passenger, I feel close to death hopeless situation I have no doubt stop the madness, english roundabout english roundabout and all the cars go 'brum! brum!' and in my ears I feel a hum the neons blind my eyes all those tempers rise, rise. cars and buses go, puffing out their smoke roll my window down, I begin to choke I have had enough, I just want to get out let me off o' this english roundabout english roundabout. colin-lead and backing vocals, fretless bass, percussion andy-electric and amplified acoustic guitars, backing vocals dave-electric 12-string guitar, prophet V terry-drums composed by c. moulding |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
Yes, it's true
I want that apple, just like William Tell, No more floor gazing, no more head down the well. I'm feeling extrovert. I should be shaking the stars instead of hugging the dirt. I swear! I'm really burning, fit to boil up the sea, Human volcano at a zillion degrees. I'm feeling extrovert. Instead of quiet and shy I'm really dying to fly. I feel like someone else, Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do. I feel like someone else, I feel new, not so blue. I feel, Extrovert. No hidden message, nothing political, You needn't listen, I just wanted to show, I'm feeling extrovert. I am the lion who's roaring not the mouse that gets hurt. I feel like someone else, Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do. I feel like someone else, I feel new, not so blue. I feel. My trumpet plays for you, I'm gonna blow it now. |
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from Xtc - English Settlement (2001)
II am the fly on the wall my prying eyes are looking through
II your bottom drawer I just came flying through your door II you didn't notice that your number had been called. I see II the mother who's beating the babe, I see the money, the II pennies you save, stored on computers from birth to the grave the fly on the wall he's seeing it all. I am the fly upon the wall you're in the index of the files that stand so tall although your health is rather poor we have a place for those who cannot find a cure. I know your income your daily crust I know your pleasures, your passion, your lust I know when you're living and I know when you're dust the fly on the wall he's seeing it all. one is born and one will die, it's all understood the bit that's in the middle doesn't count I am the fly on the wall my prying eyes are looking through your bottom drawer I just came flying through your door you didn't notice that your number had been called. I see the mother who's beating the babe, I see the money, the pennies you save, stored on computers from birth to the grave the fly on the wall he's seeing it all. I am the fly upon the wall you're in the index of the files that stand so tall although your health is rather poor we have a place for those who cannot find a cure. I know your income your daily crust I know your pleasures, your passion, your lust I know when you're living and I know when you're dust the fly on the wall he's seeing it all. colin-lead and backing vocals, fretless bass andy-miniKorg dave-electric and fuzz-boxed 12 string guitar terry-drums composed by c. moulding |
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from Xtc - Mummer (1995)
Funk pop a roll beats up my soul
Oozing like napalm from the speakers and grill Of your radio Into the mouths of babes And across the backs of its willing slaves Funk pop a roll consumes you whole Gulping in your opium so copiously from a disco Everything you eat is waste But swallowing is easy when it has no taste They can fix you rabbits up With your musical feed They can fix you rabbits up Big money selling you stuff that you do not need Funk pop a roll for fish in shoals Music by the yard for the children they keep Like poseable dolls The young to them are mistakes Who only want bread but they're force-fed cake Funk pop a roll the only goal The music business is a hammer to keep You pegs in your holes But please don't listen to me I've already been poisoned by this industry! Funk pop a roll beats up my soul |
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from Xtc - Oranges And Lemons (2001)
Kid, stay and snip your cord off, talk and let your mind loose, can't
all think like Chekov but you'll be O.K. Kid is this your first time here? Some can't stand the beauty, so they cut off one ear, but you'll be O.K. Welcome to the garden of earthly delights. Welcome to a billion Arabian nights. This is your life and you do what you want to do, this is your life and you spend it all. This is your life and you do what you want to do, just don't hurt nobody, and the big reward's here, in the garden of earthly delights. Kid, pick up with another, some will even drop you, but hearts are built like rubber, so you'll be alright. Kid, swallow but believe us, you won't die of boredom, should you have to leave us, it'll be alright. Welcome to the garden of earthly delights. Welcome to a billion Arabian nights. This is your life and you be what you want to be, this is your life and you try it all. This is your life and you be what you want to be, just don't hurt nobody, 'less of course they ask you, in the garden of earthly delights. Welcome to the garden of earthly delights. Welcome to a billion Arabian nights. This is your life and you do what you want to do, this is your life and you spend it all. This is your life and you do what you want to do, just don't hurt nobody. Welcome to the garden of earthly delights. Welcome to a billion Arabian nights. Welcome to the garden of earthly delights. Welcome to a billion Arabian nights. This is your life and you be what you want to be, this is your life and you try it all. This is your life and you be what you want to be, just don't hurt nobody, 'less of course they ask you, in the garden of earthly delights |
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from Xtc - The Compact Xtc (1992)
Generals and Majors ah ah
they're never too far from battlefields so glorious out in a world of their own They'll never come down till once again victorious Generals and Majors always seem so unhappy 'less they got a war Generals and Majors ah ah like never before are tired of being actionless. Calling Generals and Majors Generals and Majors everywhere Calling Generals and Majors your World War III is drawing near Generals and Majors ah ah They're never too far away from men who made the grade out in a world of their own They'll never come down until the battle's lost or made Generals and Majors ah ah like never before, are tired of being in the shade |
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from Xtc - Black Sea (2001)
Generals and Majors ah ah
they're never too far from battlefields so glorious out in a world of their own They'll never come down till once again victorious Generals and Majors always seem so unhappy 'less they got a war Generals and Majors ah ah like never before are tired of being actionless. Calling Generals and Majors Generals and Majors everywhere Calling Generals and Majors your World War III is drawing near Generals and Majors ah ah They're never too far away from men who made the grade out in a world of their own They'll never come down until the battle's lost or made Generals and Majors ah ah like never before, are tired of being in the shade |
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from Xtc - Mummer (1995)
Looks as if you're dropping mirrors by the gross
Looks as if your nine lives have left town When you paint in grey and drear Eldorado won't appear To run his sword through all the fears that pull you down And it's okay, for the setting sun Will colour everything around you gold And it's okay, for the setting sun Will colour everything around you gold Looks as if you need a lighthouse in your dark Looks as if I'm now your native guide When the fog is drawing in Snarling dragons break to grin And trample over all the things that pull you down And it's okay... And all those pebbles in your shoes are precious stones And all the skeletons in closets Merely piles of harmless bones ...And it's okay, as the setting sun Will colour everything around you gold Even though it's brown, you'll See your old brick town go gold |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
Laying on the grass my heart it flares like fire
The way you slap my face just fills me with desire You play hard to get 'Cause you're teacher's pet But when the boats have gone We'll take a tumble excuse for a fumble Shocked me too the things we used to do on grass If you fancy we can buy an ice-cream cone Your mate has gone She didn't want to be alone I will pounce on you Just us and the Cuckoos You are helpless now Over and over we flatten the clover Shocked me too the things we used to do on grass It would shock you too the things we used to do on grass Grass, grass. Things we did on grass |
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from Xtc - Skylarking (2001)
Laying on the grass my heart it flares like fire
The way you slap my face just fills me with desire You play hard to get 'Cause you're teacher's pet But when the boats have gone We'll take a tumble excuse for a fumble Shocked me too the things we used to do on grass If you fancy we can buy an ice-cream cone Your mate has gone She didn't want to be alone I will pounce on you Just us and the Cuckoos You are helpless now Over and over we flatten the clover Shocked me too the things we used to do on grass It would shock you too the things we used to do on grass Grass, grass. Things we did on grass |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
Laying on the grass my heart it flares like fire
The way you slap my face just fills me with desire You play hard to get 'Cause you're teacher's pet But when the boats have gone We'll take a tumble excuse for a fumble Shocked me too the things we used to do on grass If you fancy we can buy an ice-cream cone Your mate has gone She didn't want to be alone I will pounce on you Just us and the Cuckoos You are helpless now Over and over we flatten the clover Shocked me too the things we used to do on grass It would shock you too the things we used to do on grass Grass, grass. Things we did on grass |
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from Xtc - The Compact Xtc (1992)
Great fire burning
You supplied the spark Fores burning spreading through the ark Animals are panicking I'm animal and panicking Your glance a match on the tinderwood You never spoke but I understood Bring water Eyes bring water: Great fire burning through Great fire burning through my house Great fire burning through my house and heart Great fire burning All because of you Fires burning spreading through the zoo Animals are panicking I'm animal and panicking No round of drinks can extinguish this Feeling of love and engulfing bliss Bring water Eyes bring water I've been in love before But it's never been as hot as this Smoke curling round the door Memories of old loves crack and blister Mister fireman bet you couldn't put me out if you tried Your glance a match on the tinderwood You never spoke but I understood Bring water Eyes bring water |
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from Xtc - Mummer (1995)
Great fire burning
You supplied the spark Fores burning spreading through the ark Animals are panicking I'm animal and panicking Your glance a match on the tinderwood You never spoke but I understood Bring water Eyes bring water: Great fire burning through Great fire burning through my house Great fire burning through my house and heart Great fire burning All because of you Fires burning spreading through the zoo Animals are panicking I'm animal and panicking No round of drinks can extinguish this Feeling of love and engulfing bliss Bring water Eyes bring water I've been in love before But it's never been as hot as this Smoke curling round the door Memories of old loves crack and blister Mister fireman bet you couldn't put me out if you tried Your glance a match on the tinderwood You never spoke but I understood Bring water Eyes bring water |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
Great fire burning
You supplied the spark Fores burning spreading through the ark Animals are panicking I'm animal and panicking Your glance a match on the tinderwood You never spoke but I understood Bring water Eyes bring water: Great fire burning through Great fire burning through my house Great fire burning through my house and heart Great fire burning All because of you Fires burning spreading through the zoo Animals are panicking I'm animal and panicking No round of drinks can extinguish this Feeling of love and engulfing bliss Bring water Eyes bring water I've been in love before But it's never been as hot as this Smoke curling round the door Memories of old loves crack and blister Mister fireman bet you couldn't put me out if you tried Your glance a match on the tinderwood You never spoke but I understood Bring water Eyes bring water |
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from Xtc - White Music (1992)
When we're laying in bed
And we're laying in love You and the blackness Fit me like a velvet glove That's why I go crazy When you flick on your lamp I'm dreaming Hang on to the night Hang on to the night Hang on to the night I don't want to see That dawn light Burn your window When we're feeling drunk In a city park Put away that torch I'm changed in the dark |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
Have you got Miss Fortune?
She's the daughter of rich parents, All she does is cry. One four-letter word is all she wants, but you can't buy love, So there's no supply. Will you take young Master Charge? The boy who's living well, beyond his father's means. See his mother kill herself with work, To keep her dandy, In the latest jeans. (Happy families.) Happy families is a kid's game. Happy families is your main aim. It starts out with a dealing in the middle of the night, And ends up with a full house if you play your cards out right. Mum says Dad is cheating, You should see the grown-ups fight, For... Happy families, The game that's sure to please. Have you got young Master Race? The bigot son who, like his dad, is fueled with fear. Not so much a son more of a stormtrooper, To burn the books, When Dad's not here. Happy families is a kid's game. Happy families is your main aim. You start out with your first cub and you think that life's a song. You'll end up with a wolfpack if you lay your cards out wrong. Dad says Mom is cheating, You can see the children long, For... Happy families, The game that's sure to please. Have you got Miss Carriage?, She's the girl who wants a baby, That she cannot find. Strange, the ones who want to win the race are, usually the ones, Who fall behind. |
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from Xtc - White Music (1992)
She likes it hot
she likes a tan she steals my infra fed when I'm gone oh no can it be we're heading for a heatwave Her legs are brown a trace of rust she's in love with a MKII deluxe oh no can it be we're heading for a heatwave Her hair is bleached like it's been boiled she browns herself in a sea of olive oil and I come around and she's relaxing in the conservatory |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
Heaven is paved with broken glass,
Since your hammer struck my heart, This world, a hell of trees and grass. All is wrong like north gone south, There's a bad taste in my mouth. Everything was stars, 'Til you had a notion to leave, Beauty marks turned to scars, Bet you had a laugh up your sleeve. Congratulations love, love, love, love. You made a fool of me and physics. Heaven is paved with broken glass, Since your hammer struck my heart, This world, a hell of trees and grass. All is wrong like north gone south, There's a bad taste in my mouth. Everything was gold, 'Til you thought you were above me, Soldier turns to rogue, Pretty turns to pretty ugly. Congratulations love, love, love, love, You made a fool of me and physics. And I'm feeling cheated, And I'm feeling used, And what's even worse is, You just look amused. Heaven is paved with broken glass, Since your hammer struck my heart, This world, a hell of trees and grass. Since your hammer struck my heart. Heaven is paved with broken glass. |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
Oh heli Oh heli
I'm crouching here with a telescope in hand Looking across our lego land I really think it's about time that she came down She a laughing giggly whirlybird She got to be obscene to be obheard I really think its about time that she came down And I object to all the air male that she pick up the air male that she pick up the air male that she pick up When she's up there twirling round Just like a helicopter - copter She's landing on the town It's about time that I stopped her - stopped her When she's up there twirling round Just like a helicopter - copter Oh heli - Oh heli Now she's away from convent she's gone wild Grown from a nice young lady to a child I really think its about time that she came down She a laughing giggly whirlybird She got to be obscene to be obheard I really think it's about time that she came down |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
Oh heli Oh heli
I'm crouching here with a telescope in hand Looking across our lego land I really think it's about time that she came down She a laughing giggly whirlybird She got to be obscene to be obheard I really think its about time that she came down And I object to all the air male that she pick up the air male that she pick up the air male that she pick up When she's up there twirling round Just like a helicopter - copter She's landing on the town It's about time that I stopped her - stopped her When she's up there twirling round Just like a helicopter - copter Oh heli - Oh heli Now she's away from convent she's gone wild Grown from a nice young lady to a child I really think its about time that she came down She a laughing giggly whirlybird She got to be obscene to be obheard I really think it's about time that she came down |
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from Xtc - Oranges And Lemons (2001)
Here comes President Kill again,
Surrounded by all of his killing men. Telling us who, why, where and when, President Kill wants killing again. Hooray, ring out the bells, King Conscience is dead. Hooray, now back in your cells, We've President Kill instead. Here comes President Kill again. Broadcasting from his killing den. Dressed in pounds and dollars and yen, President Kill wants killing again. Hooray, hang out the flags, Queen Caring is dead. Hooray, we'll stack body bags, For President Kill instead. Ain't democracy wonderful? Them Russians can't win! Ain't democracy wonderful? Lets us vote someone like that in. Here comes President Kill again, from pure White House to Number 10. Taking lives with a smoking pen, President Kill wants killing again. Hooray, everything's great, Now President Kill is dead. Hooray, I'll bet you can't wait, To vote for President Kill instead... |
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from Xtc - Oranges And Lemons (2001)
Hold me.) Hold me my daddy, I never felt lower than dirt on the
floor. I say hold me my daddy, I never felt like crying oceans before. If this means war, why are we in it? Might've fired off a couple of rounds, I didn't mean to begin it. If these are the bullets that every father and son must chew, well then hold me my daddy, I forgot to say I love you. Hold me my daddy, it hurts me to see grow men fighting this way. I say hold me my daddy, the young and the old dog aren't having their day. This civil war, why are we in it? There's nobody on this flat earth, would ever want to win it. If these are the hot coals that every father and son walks through, well then hold me my daddy, I forgot to say I love you. And if you agree we can make amends. All this squabbling I've hated. In another time and another place where our history bends, we could've been the best of friends and not merely related. Well these are the right words to say, they're difficult but still true, well then hold me my daddy, I forgot to say I love you. (Hold him. Tight. Hold him like he was a baby |
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from Xtc - Nonsuch (2001)
Holly up on Poppy
Canter never stop She has escaped from the world Where they bake beautiful girls Holly up on Poppy Trotting to the top She talks and banners unfurl Their secrets crayoned in swirls Everyday I Have to pluck up Courage to look her in the eyes The eyes of storms Anyway I Love to watch her Ride and play the alchemy That love performed Laughing Holly up on Poppy... Everytime I Look at my watch I'm reminded we are poor In hours per day Every second Spent with her 's a bulging wallet overstuffed With angels pay Laughter |
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from Xtc - Mummer (1995)
An alchemy, human alchemy
We stole them from their freedom to be sold To turn their skins of black into the skins Of brightest gold An alchemy, human alchemy We stoked the fires of trade with human coals And made our purses from the flailed skins of Purest souls An alchemy, human alchemy Other lands became a larder full of all the good things All we had to do was go and take Blood the colour rain that grew our wicked harvest Black the colour icing on our cake An alchemy, human alchemy We stole their babes and mothers, chiefs and braves Although we held the whip, you knew we were The real slaves To alchemy, human alchemy Alchemy, human alchemy |
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from Xtc - Nonsuch (2001)
Form a chain to hold all battleships in check Humble Daisy Knit a ladder down to nature's sunken wreck Ragged rug unbound Tangle trip the lovers Royal barge aground Brighter than all of the others on the window sill I'll sing about you if nobody else will Humble Daisy Cast the milk and coins of morning's cash about Humble Daisy I fell down to heaven as you picked me out We'll look up together Browsing through some old sky Sipping in the weather You've got me dizzy, the fly that climbed the sugar hill I'll lay upon you 'till somebody else will Humble Daisy We'll look up together |
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from Xtc - Go 2 (1997)
I am the audience
There's no doubt, no consequence I could make the morning papers If I use my capers Let's be the Audience I might lose my patience Polite applause excepted To the ones selected, as the audience... Oh I ... am the audience No doubt, no consequence Cause I'm the Audience Let's be the audience I might lose my patience Polite applause excepted To the ones selected I am the audience Breakdown the pretence No longer be silent Let's turn to violence I am the Audience |
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from Xtc - The Big Express (2001)
I bought myself a liarbird
He came with free drinks just to blur The lies falling out like rain On an average English summer's afternoon I bought myself a new notebook Sharpened my guitar and went to look If this biz was just as bongo as the liarbird made out All he would say Is ''I can make you famous'' All he would say All he would say ''Just like a household name'' is All he would say Methinks world is for you Made of what you believe If it's false or if it's true You can read it in your bible Or on the back of this record sleeve I bought myself a liarbird Things got more and more absurd It changed to a cuckoo And expanded filling up with all I gave I bought myself a big mistake He grew too greedy, bough will break And then we will find that liarbirds Are really flightless on their own All he would say Is ''I can make you famous'' All he would say All he would say ''Just like a household name'' is All he would say Methinks world is for you There's no handing it back If it's false or it's true You can read it in your prayer book Or on the side of a cornflake pack I gave away a liarbird A couple less drinks and now I've heard The truth shining out like sun On an average English winter's afternoon |
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from Xtc - The Big Express (2001)
Hot as golden sand in fields
We whiled away the hours I'm thinking of the days we had Enormous super powers Yes I'm sleeping, my mind's on the blink I thought a page, like it's written in ink When I remember distant days I remember many things, but Most of all, I remember the sun Squinting at the sun through eyes Screwed up by a fireball Tarmac on the road is soft Chaff burns in a smokewall Yes, I weeping, a teardrop attack I give emotion at the drop of a hat When I remember days at school I remember many things, but Most of all, I remember the sun Sun that worked on overtime Fuelled our bodies, kindled fire in our minds Burning scars soon disappear Like heat that hangs like water on the road But most of all, I remember the sun |
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from Xtc - Explode Together (The Dub Experiments '78 - '80) (2007)
Thanks to Erich Sellheim <sellheim@zfn.uni-bremen.de>
I sit in the snow The town lights aglow The air is alight We drown in the night |
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from Xtc - White Music (1992)
Ha Ha Ha
Ho Ho Ho Now you see it Now you don't Has no bones To hurt your throat Good and sweet Nice to eat If you like it Just repeat I'll set myself on fire I'll set myself on fire I'll set myself on fire Oh strike my hand On a stone Joan God knows this is yuk Do it all in unison Ha ha ha Ho ho ho We have the pool Ah - no that's cruel Why do you take me for A fool? Try the rails It's just not me No no no No - Siree |
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from Xtc - White Music (1992)
I'm bugged you all look like insects
In your brand new sunspecs I'm bugged I'm bugged I drop a little note through my sympathetics door I think I'm going ga ga I just can't take anymore At first I see 'em swarming from a dark and midnight nest And when I see 'em fiddling well I think you've guessed the rest! I'm bugged you all look like insects In your brand new sunspecs I'm bugged I'm bugged I wake up in a cold sweat and I run into the street And just like in my nightmare they are jiggling at my feet I take a dead man's lighter and I burn them to the floor But where there was a dozen there are now a hundred more I'm bugged |
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from Xtc - Mummer (1995)
Boom goes my heart
Dancing around your daisies Church bells will start Sat on you reading your ages I drift away In loving memory of a name Covered in moss You may have died for your country Forgotten not lost You're laid to rest where you're wanted I stare awhile In loving memory of a name England can never repay you You gave your life to be buried alongside The place you loved The sermons attended when you were young Still echo round these churchyard walls Heroes and rogues Together surrounded by nature Lump in my throat Sat in the land of your maker I drift away In loving memory of a name |
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from Xtc - White Music (1992)
Instant tunes only just been made
Instant songs never to be played Instant tunes hanging out to dry Let me try to introduce you to Instant tunes Instant tunes Instant tunes Instant tunes Ever and ever will they give us pleasure their instant, still instant Like mother used to make it oh! Instant tunes give instant cash Make me want to start a backlash Let me have the recipe And make me some lovely, lovely Instant tunes Instant tunes Instant tunes Instant tunes Ever and ever will they give us pleasure their instant, still instant Like mother used to make it oh! Ever and ever will they give us pleasure their instant, still instant Like mother used to make it oh! Instant tunes give instant cash Make me want to start a backlash Let me have the recipe And make me some lovely, lovely Instant tunes Instant tunes Instant tunes Instant tunes |
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