Alan Hull

In the morning you rise, night is still in your eyes
Moving warm with content, the memory of your body's scent
I watch your striptease in reverse, dip my head in your purse
Smiling softly you say, that I could not get much worse.

Then scream of the kettle making steam
Reminding you and me, we need a cup of tea
Intimate breakfast scene, with sausage, egg and beans
Weetabix and jam and lightly grilled brown ham.

Talking gently and low, I ask you why you must go
Having asked it I know, instead of yes you'll answer no.

Oh no, I've got to go back home
My child is all alone, don't ring me on the phone
My husband will be there, it really isn't fair
He still belives in trust, I've got to catch my bus.

Looking through the window pane, watch her leaving me again
Wondering what's in her head, I slowly sink back to bed.

And I feel so empty that I must be dead.

And there you go, heading down dark dusty lanes that all look the same From a single point of view
You thought that the freedom you need could be found on the ground
Of a lonely avenue
No one could give it to you
No one could get it right through
Now what will you do.

When there is nobody here and there's nobody near
To tell your troubles to
Just a dark night and the empty moonlight
Doesn't mean a single thing to you
Now you're really feeling sad
Your stomach's really feeling bad
You think you're maybe going mad.

But it's just another case of human misunderstanding
It's just another sad song.

Where did she go ? The one that could hold you together and the one That you'd never tell a lie to her face
Could she be lost in the cost of another embrace
From a different kind of place
Gone and never left a trace
With a tear on her face
A sad tear on her face.

But it's just another case of human misunderstanding
It's just another sad song.

It's just another case of human misunderstanding
It's just another sad song.

Just another sad song.

The raindrops feel like liquid diamonds, falling from a cloud
Who has a silver lining made by passing time
And I've not just had a smoke, I've not been struck by lightning stroke
I'll let it thunder, let it whistle
Let it blow like hell, I'm not really caring
And my state of mind needs no repairing.

Yesterday was painted grey and I've found out no reliable way
Of knowing what tomorrow's colours might say
While heads around me turn and twist at situations that don't exist
I'll let it thunder, let it whistle
Let it blow like hell, I'm not really minding
And my state of mind needs no defining.

I'm wandering through a fairy story, lost in love and seeking glory
Listening to the music, children smile
While others with more complex claims, protect themselves against the rain
I'll let it thunder, let it whistle
Let it blow like hell, I'm not really bothered
And my state of mind has finally been discovered.

I'll let it thunder, let it whistle
Let it blow like hell, I'm not really bothered
And my state of mind has finally been discovered.

She'll be sleeping no doubt, she'll be tired out
After being at school all day
She'll be remembering what the teacher told her
Although it never happens that way.

But pretty soon I'll tell her that the wickedness and strife
Are only part of living, not life.

And the dusty day will have to fade away
As the magic comes along in the night
We'll be sleepy eye'd and together we'll fly
To the land where everything is alright.

But pretty soon I'll tell her that the wickedness and strife
Are only part of living, not life.

And the dusty day will have to fade away
As the magic comes along in the night
We'll be sleepy eye'd and together we'll fly
To the land where everything is alright.

I rolled a joint and crushed it on the floor
Woe is me, I'll never roll a joint no more.

I took some speed and ran 'round in circles
A thousand miles, a thousand miles or maybe even more.

I took a trip to find me a better self
But I only found I'd merely lost all common sense.

Marijuana, why do you want me
Constantly ? Very close indeed to me.

If you drive me mad, you'll make mother very sad
And she'll maybe even cry, she'll maybe shade a tear
When she sees my coffin go gliding by.

Standing in a field alone
Who was it who turned you into stone ?
Who let your wooden cog wheels rot ?
Who'll not be coming back to make the wheat from the corn fields ?
The miller, he has another job
He worketh in a factory to earn his weekly bob.

There was a time before
When your sails played hopscotch with the wind
And your music was the soaring of
Fifty thousand revolutions on wings of nature's making
But now your silent like your store
Your body is all breaking and just the rats call you home.

Standing in a field alone
Who was it who turned you into stone ?
Who let your wooden cog wheels rot ?
Who'll not be coming back to make the wheat from the corn fields ?
The miller, he has another job
He worketh in a factory to earn his weekly bob.

Hey, wake up, take off your make-up or don't you dare ?
Hey, look up, don't you think you're shook-up or don't you care ?
I am what you think I am, man, that's neither here nor there
I really do not care, the time has come for me to
Scream blue murder, scream blue murder.

I know that look on your face, seen it many many times before
I can read it like a book, it's becoming a bit of a bore
I am the apple man and I'm rotten to the core
I'm rotten to the core, the time has come for you to
Scream blue murder, scream blue murder.

Would you like to sweep it clean and use your nice new brush ?
Or take a chance on the future, get swallowed by the crush ?
If you want to pull it off, you're gonna have to learn to push
The time has come for us, the time has come for us to
Scream blue murder, scream blue murder.

Scream blue murder, scream blue murder
Scream blue murder, scream blue murder.

I hate to see you cry, makes the sun desert the sky
Makes my dreams all run dry, can't tell you why.

Lying still and white, your face illuminates the night
Your tears are crying out for light
Everything will be, everything will be alright.

I swear by the sun above, I'll give you every bit of my love
If you'll just let me see you smile, once in a while.

'Cause I hate to see you cry, makes the sun desert the sky
Makes my dreams all run dry, can't tell you why.

I hate to see you cry, makes the sun desert the sky
Makes my dreams all run dry, makes the sun desert the sky
Makes my dreams all run dry, and I cannot tell you why
I cannot, cannot, cannot tell you why.