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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 - 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 - 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 - Explode Together (The Dub Experiments '78 - '80) (2007)
We need a new broom
To sweep it all clean We need a beat boom We need a new scheme Break all the deadlocks And spill all the beer Mr Ditko was right Mr A so near Break out the paints and the brushes And spill out your hearts No amount of soft soap Can ever give you a fresh start We are walking on a tight rope We can slip beyond religion The answer's in your cranium And not on independent television |
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from Xtc - Explode Together (The Dub Experiments '78 - '80) (2007)
Slacks, coffee trend
I could have been in the us navy Flapping grey, coffee smoke I could have been in another nineteen-fifty Where the hell were you? Rough stencil, print music Cardboard, cardboard, cardboard, cardboard, cardboard coffee Saxophone mention barbers, n.y. The cigarette was burning, the flat shoes Stool Bongo, coffee, don't mention that black man The leather-coat was his Where was she? Could have been in the us navy Flow beating air, table-top, shoulder slung Shore leave, no sailors here Cardboard, cardboard, cardboard, cardboard Liquor slacks twisting The cigarette was burning The flat shoes, the flat shoes, the flat shoes Bird, bird, bird, bird I could have been in another nineteen-fifty Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird I could have been in another nineteen-fifty Bird, bird, bird |
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from Xtc - Explode Together (The Dub Experiments '78 - '80) (2007)
Thanks to Erich Sellheim <sellheim@zfn.uni-bremen.de>
I'm warning you I'm warning you now Look out people as it's the holy cow It's the rotary I told you 'bout the spinning top And that's a dance you gotta drop Because the rotary is in The rotary, the rotary The dance you've got to top is the brand-new spinning top That's out, this is the rotary The rotary This is a thing that's definitely gonna make Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band look bad They thought they had it with the "blimp" Well I'm talking to you about the rotary People will be coming, will be twirling, twirling, twirling, twirling The rotary You can jump it, I can jump it Everybody can jump it Grab an armadillo, grab your husband, grab anybody The rotary The rotary, the rotary, oh, the rotary It's the thing that's for me and you Ooh, ooh, the rotary I can see the precision They're lining up, falling over They're going crazy They can't get enough of the rotary Yes, siree The rotary Turning, turning, turning, turning... You're burning, burning, burning... With the rotary, ooh Yes, siree The rotary I shouldn't want you to get this confused with any other dance craze Because this is the one Oh, the rotary You'll be burning all your clothes And you'll be burning all of your jewellery You will be the rotary It's nothing like anarchy No, siree It's, it's the rotary The rotary, the rotary... R.O.T.A.R.Y. Rotary, the rotary You'll want to do it, do it with me You'll want to do it, you can do it for free The rotary Go on Terry, play the rotary How do you think he got the second half of his name? Terry is the last part of Rotary Drum it up, drum it up... |
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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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
I want a back seat,
Because I'm dead beat, I'm respirating, Two (souls / soles) of the (ape here) Gives us sleepyheads, sleepyheads, The road ahead it takes us to our bed, Sleepyheads, sleepyheads, Our minds they race but our bodies are dead. Just like looking for footprints Looking for footprints The lights are twisted, Each one is misted, To far and counting, Head nod in twenty. Gives us sleepyheads, sleepyheads, The road ahead it takes us to our bed, Sleepyheads, sleepyheads, Our minds they race but our bodies are dead. |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
From pools of xylophone clear
From caves of memory I saw the children at heart That we once used to be Borne on foaming seahorse herd Compose with trumpeting shell From lines across their hands A song as new as new moon As old as all the sands Shrank to stagnant from Atlantic wild Lost that child 'til mermaid Smiled Summoned by drum rolling surf As laughing fish compel The young boy woken in me By clanging diving bell Breakers pillow fight the shore She wriggles free in the tide I'm locked in adult land Back in the mirror she slides Waving with comb in hand I was lucky to remain beguiled Grown to child since mermaid Smiled |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
Officer Blue,
Really love the things you do, Even when I was just eight years. Officer Blue, Is it true what they say? That when you work you're still at play. Oh Officer Blue, I really love the things you do. It's magical, People in a human zoo. Officer Blue, Cast a shadow on the wall, But by torchlight even mice look tall. Officer Blue, In a blaze of uniform, And your stripes and badges to conform. Officer Blue, Really love the things you do, Even when I was just eight years old. Officer Blue, Is it true what they say? That when you work you're still at play. |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
Pulsing pulsing,
There's a beat in his arm still. Pulsing pulsing, Like the throb of an anthill. Pulsing pulsing, No death in the rain. I've been washing my hands, In the stuff I wash my brains. I'm pulsing. You're pulsing. Who's pulsing?. What's pulsing?. Pulsing pulsing, There's a lump in his throat still. Pulsing pulsing, At the site of a crash throw. Pulsing pulsing, No push in the vein. I've been washing my hands, In the stuff I wash my brains. |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
Gather 'round!
Punch and Judy, Did it truly, And were married in a haste, In love, maybe, Using the baby, as a kind of romance paste, She's grown fatter, Her hair cut shorter, Looks much older than nineteen, He's a drinker, Not a thinker, Baby spoiled his could-have-been. This must be make-believe, This must be make-believe, This must be make-believe, 'Cause who do we know, dear, who acts like that? Punch and Judy. Punch and Judy, In a semi, On a brand new council plot, Sunday lunchtime, Beer-for-Punch time, While his dinner's far from hot, She grows tired, Cab is hired, She goes round to see her friend, He comes back late, Fool is irate, We will see his temper bend. This must be make-believe, This must be make-believe, This must be make-believe, 'Cause who do we know, dear, who acts like that? Punch and Judy, In a quandary, She's walked out, and he is mad. Now he's grown up, Can't smash home up, Retribution must be had. Punch and Judy, Had a baby, Who brought them to married bliss. Mr Punch,, Has drunken hunch, That he must punish kid for this This must be make-believe, This must be make-believe, This must be make-believe, 'Cause who do we know, dear, who acts like that? Punch and Judy |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
It's in the order of their hedgerows
it's in the way their curtains open and close it's in the look they give you down their nose all part of decency's jigsaw I suppose Heard the neighbour slam his car door don't he realise this is respectable street What d'you think he bought that car for 'cos he realise this is respectable street Now they talk about abortion in cosmopolitan proportions to their daughters as they speak of contraception And immaculate receptions on their portable Sony entertainment centres. Now she speaks about diseases and which sex position pleases best her old man Avon lady fills the creases when she manages to squeeze in past the caravans that never move from their front gardens. It's in the order of their hedgerows it's in the way their curtains open and close it's in the look they give you down their nose all part of decency's jigsaw I suppose Sunday church and they look fetching Saturday night saw him retching over our fence bang the wall for me to turn down I can see them with their stern frown as they dispense the kind of look that says they're perfect |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
Strange tales,
Scribbled on a uniform Strange tails, Scribbled down in cuneiform. It had been written, You had to get in. You know a cat'll play, You used to be a big mouse. Strange tales, strange tails. Strange tales, Scribbled on the shelter walls. Strange tails, Scribbled as the idol falls. It had been written, You had to get in. You know a cat'll play, You used to be a big mouse. Strange tales, strange tails |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
Living in a rabbit tunnel,
Keep the doggie in her kennel, Mustn't let her see the world. Oh, no! Don't treat her like that. Oh, no! Don't treat her like that. Living under Mum and Daddy, Carry hope just like a caddie, Mustn't let them see you're killed. Shout it clear for all to hear, You won't shoot this bird down. Shout it clear for all to hear, We're going to take this town. Turn a deaf ear to the orders, Keep them as your perfect daughters, Mustn't let them know their minds. Turning on to only music, Breaking from their childhood attic, Mustn't let them open the blinds. It's time she stopped being your ornament, It's time she put that in the past for permanent. You can't hold her if she wants to roam around, You can't hold her dream and keep it gagged and bound. We're going, We're going to, We're going to take, We're going to take this, We're going to take this, |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
Happy I'm floating
Around on my feet now You make me go dizzy I'm weak at the knees I feel like I'm walking Round ten feet tall Well you say I'm faking And I say don't worry The way that I bubble There's something in the make I feel like I'm walking Round ten feet tall Right, the chemistry is right This boy has reached his height The feeling just goes on and on... From strength to strength I'm ten feet long... I feel like I'm walking Round ten feet tall |
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from Xtc - Rag 'N' Bone Buffet (2007)
Gone are the days,
When hate filled my heart, I feel now I am a happy man, I laugh now at values that I had. All through my youth, I was shouting and no one would hear. Blind to the ways, Of the people who now I hold dear. It's loud and clear. The world is full of angry young men, Chip on the shoulder, An ideal in their head. The world is full of angry young men, Who think life owes them something, But you only get out what goes in. There was a time, When I fought the worldm I see now, It was just an actors stage. I see clear, The colours through the haze. As time goes on, Your opinion will change like the weather. Things that you said, Now seem small, They just don't seem to matter, I learned for the better. The world is full of angry young men, Chip on the shoulder, And an ideal in their head. The world is full of angry young men, Who think life owes them something, But you only get out what goes in. There was a time I was lost in the dark, I ran a race I didn't know where to start. Now I've changed my ways, Seeing better days, I'm turning my world upside down. The world is full of angry young men, Chip on the shoulder, And an ideal in their head. The world is full of angry young men, Who think life owes them something, But you only get out what goes in. Angry young men, What you put in is what you get out. |
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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 - Dear God (2007)
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 Hot Fuzz (뜨거운 녀석들) by David Arnold [ost] (2007)
I'm enlisting, overseas aid
need assisting, help with a maid get the expert, on mademoiselles he could diffuse, any bombshell If I could only be tough like him then I could win my own, small, battle of the sexes Sgt. Rock is going to help me make the girl mine keep her stood in line Sgt. Rock is going to help me make the girl mine keep her stood in line make the girl mine, wave the victory sign I'm invading, territories Girls are foreign, and strange to me get the expert, at kissing and stuff he stays easy, when things get rough Sometimes relationships don't go as planned some girls, can make themselves so cold a no-mans land. |
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from Layer Cake (레이어 케이크) by Lisa Gerrard [ost] (2005)
We're only making plans for Nigel
We only want what's best for him We're only making plans for Nigel Nigel just needs this helping hand And if young Nigel says he's happy He must be happy He must be happy in his work We're only making plans for Nigel He has his future in a British steel We're only making plans for Nigel Nigel's whole future is as good as sealed And if young Nigel says he's happy He must be happy He must be happy in his work Nigel is not outspoke n But he likes to speak And loves to be spoken to Nigel is happy in his work We're only making plans for Nigel |
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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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - Drums And Wires (2003)
I have learnt there's a magical spot at the hop
Come with me to the church on the corner the hop There's nuts and crisps and ccc cola on tap A good time had by the boys and girls at the hop Tell me what do you say Tell me what do you say Life begins at the hop, boys and girls Prepare yourself for the boys in the band at the hop The cheap guitars, too young for the bars at the hop We'll jive around, make fools of ourselves then stop Back next week with another ridiculous tie knot Tell me what do you say Tell me what do you say Life begins at the hop, boys and girls |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
I have learnt there's a magical spot at the hop
Come with me to the church on the corner the hop There's nuts and crisps and ccc cola on tap A good time had by the boys and girls at the hop Tell me what do you say Tell me what do you say Life begins at the hop, boys and girls Prepare yourself for the boys in the band at the hop The cheap guitars, too young for the bars at the hop We'll jive around, make fools of ourselves then stop Back next week with another ridiculous tie knot Tell me what do you say Tell me what do you say Life begins at the hop, boys and girls |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
I'm in the limelight
No time for sun ray We are the happening This day is our day I'm in the limelight ah ah Big on my block now ah ah I'm in the limelight ah ah I'm in the limelight I'm in love with myself Please don't break the spell Or give to someone else I am a success At least for a short while I make decisions Influence people |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
I'm in the limelight
No time for sun ray We are the happening This day is our day I'm in the limelight ah ah Big on my block now ah ah I'm in the limelight ah ah I'm in the limelight I'm in love with myself Please don't break the spell Or give to someone else I am a success At least for a short while I make decisions Influence people |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
We're only making plans for Nigel
We only want what's best for him We're only making plans for Nigel Nigel just needs this helping hand And if young Nigel says he's happy He must be happy He must be happy in his work We're only making plans for Nigel He has his future in a British steel We're only making plans for Nigel Nigel's whole future is as good as sealed And if young Nigel says he's happy He must be happy He must be happy in his work Nigel is not outspoke n But he likes to speak And loves to be spoken to Nigel is happy in his work We're only making plans for Nigel |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
We're only making plans for Nigel
We only want what's best for him We're only making plans for Nigel Nigel just needs this helping hand And if young Nigel says he's happy He must be happy He must be happy in his work We're only making plans for Nigel He has his future in a British steel We're only making plans for Nigel Nigel's whole future is as good as sealed And if young Nigel says he's happy He must be happy He must be happy in his work Nigel is not outspoke n But he likes to speak And loves to be spoken to Nigel is happy in his work We're only making plans for Nigel |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
We smelled your soup on the fire cooking
We saw your toys and your pencils looking bright So bright and yet they come from oh so far away We heard your flags and your banners flapping We felt the air from from your hands all clapping time In time, I'm sure your time is not so far away Millions, all moving forward Millions, all babbling crossword Millions, all flow at water Millions, all bright with laughter He make you glowing He bake you golden like a yangtse mud I saw your writing on paper landing Your stamps showed bridges and temples standing still So still, and yet they're standing oh so far away I saw you asking for western thinking I say it's poison that you'll be drinking Stay as East, as far away as dreams will let you be |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
We smelled your soup on the fire cooking
We saw your toys and your pencils looking bright So bright and yet they come from oh so far away We heard your flags and your banners flapping We felt the air from from your hands all clapping time In time, I'm sure your time is not so far away Millions, all moving forward Millions, all babbling crossword Millions, all flow at water Millions, all bright with laughter He make you glowing He bake you golden like a yangtse mud I saw your writing on paper landing Your stamps showed bridges and temples standing still So still, and yet they're standing oh so far away I saw you asking for western thinking I say it's poison that you'll be drinking Stay as East, as far away as dreams will let you be |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
She has six swans singing in her sauna
So she can't hear what's going on No she can't hear what's going on In the outside world In the outside world In the outside Bad black and white men Standing in their pigpen Selling guns to simpletons To shoot 'em in the abdomen And she's not interested in that And she's not interested in that She has six swans singing in her sauna Outside - world - outside She has eleven lions laughing at her lakeside So she can't hear what's going on No she can't hear what's going on In the outside world In the outside world In the outside Bad brown and yellow men Splitting on their fellow men Drape her in a newspaper And stab her with a poison pen She's not interested in that She's not interested in that She has eleven lions laughing at her lakeside Outside - world - outside You can keep your animals All the noise and the din Just make a little space for me I'm coming in |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
She has six swans singing in her sauna
So she can't hear what's going on No she can't hear what's going on In the outside world In the outside world In the outside Bad black and white men Standing in their pigpen Selling guns to simpletons To shoot 'em in the abdomen And she's not interested in that And she's not interested in that She has six swans singing in her sauna Outside - world - outside She has eleven lions laughing at her lakeside So she can't hear what's going on No she can't hear what's going on In the outside world In the outside world In the outside Bad brown and yellow men Splitting on their fellow men Drape her in a newspaper And stab her with a poison pen She's not interested in that She's not interested in that She has eleven lions laughing at her lakeside Outside - world - outside You can keep your animals All the noise and the din Just make a little space for me I'm coming in |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
Am I asleep
Or am I fast You every race You first, you last Roads girdle the globe We all safe in your concrete robe Hail mother motor Hail piston rotor Hail wheel Roads girdle the globe Am I tied in Or do I turn Your sacred incense You tyre burn Steer me Anna Am I get there When is A, B Oil, iron, steel You holy three |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
Am I asleep
Or am I fast You every race You first, you last Roads girdle the globe We all safe in your concrete robe Hail mother motor Hail piston rotor Hail wheel Roads girdle the globe Am I tied in Or do I turn Your sacred incense You tyre burn Steer me Anna Am I get there When is A, B Oil, iron, steel You holy three |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
Snipping, snipping, snipping goes the scissor man
Putting end to evil doers games Snipping, snipping, snipping goes the scissor man Maybe you are in his book of names Maybe you are in his book of names So be kind and helpful to your mother Just think twice before you try and steal When he cuts with sticky silver snippers You may find the wounds will never heal All self made bad boys If you refuse to believe he exist You won't be frightened when you find out You're on his list You're on his list You're on his list So be good and never poison people Just think twice before the deed is done When you wake up guilty in the morning You may find important pieces gone |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
Snipping, snipping, snipping goes the scissor man
Putting end to evil doers games Snipping, snipping, snipping goes the scissor man Maybe you are in his book of names Maybe you are in his book of names So be kind and helpful to your mother Just think twice before you try and steal When he cuts with sticky silver snippers You may find the wounds will never heal All self made bad boys If you refuse to believe he exist You won't be frightened when you find out You're on his list You're on his list You're on his list So be good and never poison people Just think twice before the deed is done When you wake up guilty in the morning You may find important pieces gone |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
Happy I'm floating
Around on my feet now You make me go dizzy I'm weak at the knees I feel like I'm walking Round ten feet tall Well you say I'm faking And I say don't worry The way that I bubble There's something in the make I feel like I'm walking Round ten feet tall Right, the chemistry is right This boy has reached his height The feeling just goes on and on... From strength to strength I'm ten feet long... I feel like I'm walking Round ten feet tall |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
Happy I'm floating
Around on my feet now You make me go dizzy I'm weak at the knees I feel like I'm walking Round ten feet tall Well you say I'm faking And I say don't worry The way that I bubble There's something in the make I feel like I'm walking Round ten feet tall Right, the chemistry is right This boy has reached his height The feeling just goes on and on... From strength to strength I'm ten feet long... I feel like I'm walking Round ten feet tall |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
Go and speak to your niece (do this do that)
Kiss your aunt on the cheek Don't talk back, now run along It's gone eight, say goodnight That's the way that it's done Boy and girl, girl and boy This is how you do it and Who am I to reason why Wear a shirt, wear a tie You look smart in a suit Use your fork in the left Straighten up shoulders back This is the way that it's done |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
Go and speak to your niece (do this do that)
Kiss your aunt on the cheek Don't talk back, now run along It's gone eight, say goodnight That's the way that it's done Boy and girl, girl and boy This is how you do it and Who am I to reason why Wear a shirt, wear a tie You look smart in a suit Use your fork in the left Straighten up shoulders back This is the way that it's done |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
When you're near me I have difficulty respirating
When you're near me I have difficulty concentrating When you're near me I have difficulty standing upright When you're near me I have difficulty sleeping at night I used to stand proud like a sphinx In a noble immovable state Then your heart nailed me under a jinx Now I'm feeling like a jellyfish Just a spineless wobbly jellyfish And it's great, great, so great I used to stand high like a pine Just a piece of emotionless wood When you put your body near mine Now I'm feeling like a jellyfish And it's good, good, so good I used to be an iceman Living in iceman town So I'm warning all you cool cool icemen You'd better be prepared to be melted right down down When you're near me I have difficulty |
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from Xtc - Drums And Wires (2003)
When you're near me I have difficulty respirating
When you're near me I have difficulty concentrating When you're near me I have difficulty standing upright When you're near me I have difficulty sleeping at night I used to stand proud like a sphinx In a noble immovable state Then your heart nailed me under a jinx Now I'm feeling like a jellyfish Just a spineless wobbly jellyfish And it's great, great, so great I used to stand high like a pine Just a piece of emotionless wood When you put your body near mine Now I'm feeling like a jellyfish And it's good, good, so good I used to be an iceman Living in iceman town So I'm warning all you cool cool icemen You'd better be prepared to be melted right down down When you're near me I have difficulty |
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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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
Everyone's creeping up to the money god, putting tongues where they
didn't ought to be, on stepping stones of human hearts and souls, into the land of "nothing for free." Well the way that we're living, is all take and no giving, there's nothing to believe in, the loudest mouth will hail the new found way, to be king for a day. Everyone's licking up to the new king pin, trying to get way up with a smile. Sing for your supper boy and jump to a finger click, ain't my way of living in style. 'Cause the ladder gets longer, and ambition gets stronger, I can't satisfy the hunger, that bad old moon has got you in its sway, to be king for a day. You're only here once so you got to get it right. (No time to fuss and fight.) 'Cause life don't mean much if measured out with someone else's plight. (In time you'll see the light.) 'Cause the way that we're living, is all take and no giving, there's not much to believe in, the loudest mouth will hail the new found way to be king for a day |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
I have learnt there's a magical spot at the hop
Come with me to the church on the corner the hop There's nuts and crisps and ccc cola on tap A good time had by the boys and girls at the hop Tell me what do you say Tell me what do you say Life begins at the hop, boys and girls Prepare yourself for the boys in the band at the hop The cheap guitars, too young for the bars at the hop We'll jive around, make fools of ourselves then stop Back next week with another ridiculous tie knot Tell me what do you say Tell me what do you say Life begins at the hop, boys and girls |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
See the lovers all gone crazy
looking for romance it seems many sleepless nights will follow some may lose but some succeed Love at first sight what they want is... love at first sight Make a play of lust intention only just one thing in mind make a slip could be forever wedding bells, the shotgun kind Love at first sight what they want is... love at first sight Mouse takes the bait so soon as he leaves his seat there's no escape, very soon their eyes will meet Love at first sight etc. Take your partner to surrender then your misdemeanour's done sacrifice of maidenhood but little boys must have their fun Love at first sight |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
High climbs the summer sun
High stands the corn And tonight when my work is done We will borrow your father's carriage We will drink and prepare for marriage Soon my darling, soon my darling [ :] Shilling for the fellow who brings the sheep in Shilling for the fellow who milks the herd Shilling for the fellow with a wife for keeping How can we feed love on a farmboy's wages? Deep under winter snow Deep lay the lambs And tonight by the full moon's glow Flask of wine on my feather bedding We will drink and prepare for wedding Soon my darling, soon my darling People think that I'm no good Painting pictures carving wood be a rich man if I could But the only job I do well is here on the farm On the farm And it's breaking my back We will borrow your father's carriage We will drink and prepare for marriage Soon my darling, soon my darling |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
We're only making plans for Nigel
We only want what's best for him We're only making plans for Nigel Nigel just needs this helping hand And if young Nigel says he's happy He must be happy He must be happy in his work We're only making plans for Nigel He has his future in a British steel We're only making plans for Nigel Nigel's whole future is as good as sealed And if young Nigel says he's happy He must be happy He must be happy in his work Nigel is not outspoke n But he likes to speak And loves to be spoken to Nigel is happy in his work We're only making plans for Nigel |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
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TTTTT he insect-headed worker-wife will hang her waspies on T the line; the husband burns his paper, sucks his pipe while T studying their cushion-floor; his viscous poly-paste breath T comes out, their wall-paper world is shattered by his TTT shout, a boy in blue is busy banging out a headache on the kitchen door. all the while graham slept on, dreaming of a world where he could do just what he wanted to no thugs in our house, are there dear? we made that clear we made little graham promise us he'd be a good boy. no thugs in our house , are there dear? we made that clear we made little graham promise us he'd be a good boy. the young policeman who just can't grow a moustache will open up his book, and spoil their breakfast with reports of asians who have been so badly kicked, is this your son's wallet I've got here? he must have dropped it after too much beer! oh, officer, we can't believe our little angel is the one you've picked. and all the while graham slept on, dreaming of a world where he could do just what he wanted to. no thugs in our house,are there dear? we made that clear we made little graham promise us he'd be a good boy. no thugs in our house, are there dear? we made that clear we made little graham promise us he'd be a good boy. they never read those pamphlets in his bottom drawer,they never readthat tattoo on his arm. they thought that was just a boys club badge he wore, they never thought he'd do folks any harm. the insect-headed worker wife will hang her waspies on the line; she's singing something stale and simple now this business has fizzled out; her little tune is such a happy song her son is innocent, he can't do wrong, 'cos dads a judge and knows exactly what the job of judging's all about. and all the while graham slept on, dreaming of a world where he could do just what he wanted to. no thugs in our house, are there dear? we made that clear we made little graham promise us he'd be a good boy. no thugs in our house, are there dear? we made that clear we made little graham promise us he'd be a good boy. andy-lead and backing vocals, acoustic guitar colin - fender bass dave-electric guitars, prophet V terry-drums composed by a.partridge |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
It's in the order of their hedgerows
it's in the way their curtains open and close it's in the look they give you down their nose all part of decency's jigsaw I suppose Heard the neighbour slam his car door don't he realise this is respectable street What d'you think he bought that car for 'cos he realise this is respectable street Now they talk about abortion in cosmopolitan proportions to their daughters as they speak of contraception And immaculate receptions on their portable Sony entertainment centres. Now she speaks about diseases and which sex position pleases best her old man Avon lady fills the creases when she manages to squeeze in past the caravans that never move from their front gardens. It's in the order of their hedgerows it's in the way their curtains open and close it's in the look they give you down their nose all part of decency's jigsaw I suppose Sunday church and they look fetching Saturday night saw him retching over our fence bang the wall for me to turn down I can see them with their stern frown as they dispense the kind of look that says they're perfect |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
I look out of my window at night
I see the stars and I'm filled with fright I got a feeling someone's looking It ain't the aliens at the foot of my bed It's more the ale inside my head I got a feeling something's cooking Science friction burns my fingers Electricity still lingers Hey put away that ray, how do you martians say I love you I read my comics from front to back I'll be ready for any attack I got a feeling someone's looking |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
Hey hey, the clouds are whey, there's straw for the donkey and the innocents can all sleep safely all sleep safely. My my, sun is pie,there's fodder for the cannons and the guilty ones can all sleep safely all sleep safely. And all the world is football shaped its just for me to kick in space and i can see hear smell touch taste coz i've got one, two, three, four five senses working overtime trying to take this all in i've got one two three four five senses working over time trying to taste the difference between the lemons and limes pain and pleasure and the church bells softly chime...
Hey hey, night fights day, there's food for the thinkers and the innocents can all live slowly all live slowly. My my, the sky will cry jewels for the thirsty and the guilty ones can all die slowly all die slowly. And all the world is biscuit shaped its just for me to feed my face and i can see hear smell touch taste and i've got one two three four five senses working overtime trying to take this all in i've got one two three four five senses working overtime tryin to taste the difference between the lemons and limes, pain and pleasure and the church bells softly chime and birds might fall from black skies and bullies might give you black eyes and buses might skid on black ice but to me its very very beautiful (englands glory) beautiful (a striking beauty) and all the world is football shaped its just for me to kick in space and i can see hear smell touch taste coz i've got one, two, three, four five senses working overtime trying to take this all in i've got one two three four five senses working over time try to tell the difference between the goods and crimes, dirt or treasure and theres one two three four five senses working overtime trying to take it all in i've got one two three four five senses working overtime trying to taste the difference between lemons and limes pain and pleasure and the church bells softly chime... |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
The first time I saw you standing in the water
You must have been all of a thousand feet tall Nearly naked - unashamed like Herod's daughter Your love was so big It made New York look small You've been the subject of so many dreams Since I climbed your torso Oh! My statue of Liberty Boo Boo Impaled on your hair What do you do Do Do to me Boo Boo I leaned right over to kiss your stoney book A little jealous of the ships with whom you flirt A billion lovers with their cameras Snap to look and in my fantasy I sail beneath your skirt |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
Happy I'm floating
Around on my feet now You make me go dizzy I'm weak at the knees I feel like I'm walking Round ten feet tall Well you say I'm faking And I say don't worry The way that I bubble There's something in the make I feel like I'm walking Round ten feet tall Right, the chemistry is right This boy has reached his height The feeling just goes on and on... From strength to strength I'm ten feet long... I feel like I'm walking Round ten feet tall |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
Let's begin
Peter Pumpkinhead came to town Spreading wisdom and cash around Fed the starving and housed the poor Showed the Vatican what gold's for But he made too many enemies Of the people who would keep us on our knees Hooray for Peter Pumpkin Who'll pray for Peter Pumpkinhead? Oh my! Peter Pumpkinhead pulled them all Emptied churches and shopping malls Where he spoke, it would raise the roof Peter Pumpkinhead told the truth But he made too many enemies Of the people who would keep us on our knees Hooray for Peter Pumpkin Who'll pray for Peter Pumpkinhead? Oh my! Peter Pumpkinhead put to shame Governments who would slur his name Plots and sex scandals failed outright Peter merely said any kind of love is all right But he made too many enemies Of the people who would keep us on our knees Hooray for Peter Pumpkin Who'll pray for Peter Pumpkinhead? Peter Pumpkinhead was too good Had him nailed to a chunk of wood He died grinning on live TV Hanging there he looked a lot like you and an awful lot like me But he made too many enemies Of the people who would keep us on our knees Hooray for Peter Pumpkin Who'll pray for Peter Pumpkinhead? Ah, hooray for Peter Pumpkin (hooray) Who'll pray for Peter Pumpkin Hooray for Peter Pumpkinhead Oh my oh my, oh Don't it make you want to cry, oh? |
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from Xtc - Fossil Fuel - The Xtc Singles 1977 - 92 (2003)
The disappointed
All shuffle round in circles Their placards look the same With a picture and a name Of the ones who broke their hearts The disappointed All congregate at my house Their voices sob with grief That they want to be chief Of the tribe with broken hearts Once, I had no sympathy For those destroyed and thrown away by love Seems, your ring upon my finger Signifies that I've become the spokesman of... The disappointed Will bear me on their shoulders To a secret shadow land Where a sombre marching band Plays a tune for broken hearts And day grows darker now Everywhere, everywhere The disappointed Are coming in their millions They're spilling from the bus At a monument to us Made of bits of broken heart The disappointed Are growing every second They blot the sun to black At the bottom of the pack I'm the king of broken hearts |
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