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We were in love
03:56
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Don't get down or feel oppressed
our love is beauty, our union blessed
our life's a tale, that love unfolds
and we sculpt, with our unseasoned moulds,
and though at times feels frightful strange
that is just the bitter taste of change
but change we must
and change do well
so we can say
when we hear the final bell
that calls us down to lasting rest
We were in love and did our best
Our best
We were in love and did our best
Our best.
Don't you fret or feel afraid
our course is set, our bed is made
the sky line calls, the shore recedes
it’s not our heart
but the rising sun that bleeds
the past is our root
the sky’s our aim
and where we fail
we've just ourselves to blame
so grit your teeth
and spend your rage
fight the fight against the endless waves of age
and we will know, when topped by final crest
We were in love and did our best.
We were in love and did our best
Our best.
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2. |
Hey you!
03:09
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Hey you, we’re talking about you, you’re one of us too
We like what you say
We like what you do
We can take you anywhere
and we want to come too
wherever you go, we will follow you.
Hey you, you want to be one of us?
Hey you, well put your bag on the bus
Hey you, we’re going up to the sky, where magic is real, and melody flies
Hey you, we’re talking about you, you’re one of us too,
we love what you say
we dig what you do
we do what we want, we’re playing all the time,
come and eat our bread
come and drink our wine
Hey you, you want to be one of us?
Hey you, well put your bag on the bus
Hey you, we’re going up to the sky, where magic is real, and melody flies
Hey you, we’re talking about you, you’re one of us too,
We hear what you say
we dig what you do
We live like kings
we live like queens
We dream up our lives
and we’re living the dream
Hey you, you want to be one of us
Hey you, well put your bag on the bus
Hey you, we’re going up to the sky, where magic is real, and melody flies
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3. |
Literary Agent
02:54
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I’m in love with a literary agent,
making love with a literary agent.
She’s so demur and civilised,
can’t see the animal in her eyes,
let down her hair
take off her glasses,
you’ll want to join her master classes
an’ when you join her master classes
there’s hot lava in her underpasses
Ooh golly golly golly!
Ooh golly golly golly!
I’m in love with a literary agent,
making love with a literary agent.
We met at the gates of Soho square,
like a summer’s day
she’s beyond compare
Especially with the freaks
that hang out there,
they’re so hip
and she’s entirely square
I want to lay my dreams at her feet
and be so sexy that the poets can’t compete
Ooh golly golly golly!
Ooh golly golly golly!
I’m in love with a literary agent,
Making love with a literary agent.
She’s a high functioning
dirty stop out
she always knows
what I’m talking about
She gets my metaphors
and connotations
we’re in a dyadic confabulation
She’s a high functioning
dirty stop out
And buys her knickers
while we’re still going out
Ooh golly golly golly!
I’m in love with a literary agent,
I’m in love with a literary agent,
I’m in love
I’m in love I’m in love I’m in love
with a literary agent
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4. |
Mammon the Mad
02:36
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Coffee, coffee, coffee, been drinking coffee all my life
These memories come from nowhere
been drinking coffee all my life
And now my coffee’s over
and my life is at an end
These memories come from nowhere
And I’m going round the bend
Mammon the mad Mammon the mad Mammon the mad tick tick tick
Mammon the mad Mammon the mad Mammon the mad tick tick tick
Mammon the mad Mammon the mad Mammon the mad tick tick tick
Mammon the mad Mammon the mad Mammon the mad tick tick tick
tick tick tick tick
Bombing through my life style at a thousand miles a day
Something when wrong when I was born and now I’ve lost my way
I’m Locked in a dream world, and there is no way out
When I talk, no one knows, what I’m on about
Mammon the mad Mammon the mad Mammon the mad tick tick tick
tick tick tick tick
The world seems to be ticking, just like a cuckoo clock
I don’t know who I am or when it’s going to stop
How did I get started, please won’t you tell me how
I had something important to say but I can’t remember now
Mammon the mad
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick …
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Cycling from East to West, Deptford Bridge to Hammersmith, I’ve got to be there in fifty-five minutes
I want to live, I want to live
I’ve got so much love to give and if
I am a little bit late, so be it
Cycling down the A 2 Traffic jam elbows on window frames I jump a red light someone calls me a fucking nob, fucking knob
A policeman pulls me over and gives me a £50 fine, I’m really cross but he’s just doing his job, doing his job
I cut between a bus and a truck and my elbows brush and I’m cutting it really fine
And the ochre exhaust fumes shoot rainbows in the late afternoon sunshine
Elephant and Castle, people on the pavement, Waterloo sunset, drunken sailor says he’s just been fired, he’s just been fired
The Soho Scene and the boheme crowd yeah there’s drinking out loud and I think that I’m inspired, it makes me inspired
Trafalgar Square down the Mall past the ICA Buckingham palace and the tourists say hello
They want to take a picture,
of a traditional British hipster
don’t you know
Constitution hill under Wellington Arch cross the road under the other arch and into Hyde Park,
Lovely Hyde Park
A middle aged man in lycra calls me a twat because I’ve got no lights and it’s getting dark, it’s getting dark
A pair of swans on the serpentine necks make a heart shape valentine by the banks where the lovers kiss
And the last rays of sunset catch a fox's back as he rummages through the rubbish of the rich
And it don’t get better than this,
When the last rays of sunset catch a fox’s back as he rummages through the rubbish of the rich
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6. |
My Kitten
04:24
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My kitten will never be traumatised, oh no
I’ll turn off the TV before the 9 o’clock watershed
My kitten will never be paralysed, oh no
I’ll tie an iron bar from the
top of her head to the tip of her tail
My kitten will never be fat, oh no
I’ll make her read magazines, till she’s an anorexic.
My kitten will never be pregnant
the vet will have her spayed,
slice out her womb with his scalpel blade
Ooh, ooh lovely kitten,
What did I do wrong, what did I do wrong cos
She is waiting by the window, she is scratching at the door, she has jumped over the wall now
She’s packed her bags got in my car and left me on my own
My kitten will never be working class,
If I see her wearing a tracksuit, I’ll feed her to my Staffordshire bull terrier
My kitten will never be a lesbian
If I see her with a lady cat, I’ll nail shut the cat flaps
My kitten will never be crazy
If she has an interesting thought, I’ll wipe it out with electric shock therapy
My kitten will never be crucified
If she tries to save the world with love, I’ll lock her up in a mental hospital
Ooh, ooh lovely kitten,
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
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7. |
Iris
02:14
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Iris is such a lovely little baby
When we go down town the matriarchs go crazy
They always want to stop and talk
interrupting our afternoon walk
Ooh
Iris is such a lovely little baby
Om pahdi hom om pahdady om
Iris is such a pretty little baby
She can open any door
and I don’t mean maybe
The door man at the Ritz
Didn’t notice that
we weren’t on the list
Oooooh
Iris is such a pretty little baby
Iris is such a lovely little baby
Every day is going to be a hay day
Even though we are really rich
Her life will go without a hitch
Ooooooooh
Iris is such a lovely little baby
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8. |
The Universe Unfolds
03:59
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You’re the baby at the wardrobe door
trying to work out what hinges are for
In the mirror you can see
someone who calls themselves me
And everywhere I look, you are there
You’re a little boy playing games,
giving all the flowers their own names
And the songs that you sing are harbingers for spring
And everywhere I look, you are there
I love you all I hear your call and it feels so good
and the universe unfolds just the way it should
You’re a woman of seventeen
trying to work out what it all means
And although you’re still not sure
you put on your boots and walk out the door
And everywhere I look, you are there
You’re a hot rod in a band
making love with your crazy fans
fame has its appeal but it’s the music that keeps you real
And everywhere I look, you are there
I love you all and I hear your call and it feels so good
And the Universe unfolds just the way it should
You’re a woman giving birth
and your cries they shake the earth
And although the pain is shear you hold your baby dear
And everywhere I look you are there
You’re going to your office in town
your work mates love having you around
The job you do is swell, and you’re doing it very well
And everywhere I look you are there
I love you all and I hear your call and it feels so good
And the universe unfolds just the way it should
You’re an old man drinking wine
sad cos you’re running out of time
Let’s drink to your happy life
and your beautiful faithful wife
And everywhere I look, you are there
And I am you and you are me
half of them are she and half of them are he
And all of them are us, so why am I making such a fuss
Everywhere I look, we are there.
I love you all and I hear your call and it feels so good
And the universe unfolds just the way it should
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