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*** Take It Or Leave It ***

How come he enjoys himself not me? (I don't know)
How come she smiles a good morning to me?
How do they make a hard day's work easy?
Tell me something I'll put it to the test
Take hold of yourself and you will see
How lucky we are to be free,
Now you take for granted,
Life and country.

How come he jokes with friends but not me?
How can she sing out of tune not me?
How do they find time for kids on Sunday?
I can't express uncalled for agress,
You're in one-way traffic can't you see?
Before a head-on crash steer free,
When if it's too late,
Don't come and cry to me.

How come they get on with but not me?
How can they walk arm-in-arm happily?
How does that old boy dance down the street?
Tell me something I'll put it to the test,
Take hold of yourself and you will see,
How lucky we are to be free,
Now you take for granted,
Life and country.

How come we never get on you and me?
How can we find out the remedy?
How does that old lady's home look neat?
How does that old lady's home look neat?
How does that old lady's home look neat?

*** Tears You Can't Hide ***

Now I see tears you can't hide

Carry the world on your back
Heavy weights tear you apart
Now I see tears you can't hide

Feel in a rage can't speak up for yourself
All that you try to do it's no good anyway
Now I see tears you can't hide

No use saying it's a crime
Voices surround me but they lie, lie

Hold out your hand together make your stand
You may be alone you may feel scared inside
Now I see tears you can't hide

No use saying it's a crime
Voices surround me but they lie, lie
(Just hit me with your saxophone, Lee)

Now I see tears you can't hide
Now I see tears you can't hide
Now I see tears you can't
Tears you can't tears you can't hide



*** That Face ***

I see a face that face is mine
The mirror marks the changing time
Her face I'll never see again
And mine will never be the same
That face was fine only yesterday
My problems seemed so far away

Reflections I see of myself
As in sickness as in health
As she left as for worse
No chance to re-rehearse

Try to forget try not to see
Who is that face looking at me
Reflections of yesterday
If only I could make you stay

One day past is like a year
She wouldn't say what made her leave
I didn't think she'd ever go
And why she did I'll never know
I wish I could return and see
But now it's just a memory

Reflections of yesterday
Reflections of yesterday

I see a face that face is mine
The mirror marks the changing time
Her face I'll never see again
And mine will never be the same

Reflections of yesterday
Reflections of yesterday
...



*** The Prince ***

Buster, he sold the heat
With a rocksteady beat

An earthquake is erupting
But not in Orange street
A ghost dance is preparing
You got to help us with your feet
If you're not in the mood to dance
Step back, grab yourself a seat
This may not be uptown Jamaica
But we promise you a treat
Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance
Shuffle me off my feet
Even though I'll keep on running
I'll never get to Orange street

So I set it up myself to say
For the man who set the beat
So I'll leave it up to you out there
To get him back on his feet

Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance
Shuffle me off my feet
Even though I'll keep on runnin'
I'll never get to Orange street

Bring back the
Who is the
We want the
Bring back the Prince

*** The Sun And The Rain ***

It's raining again,
I'm hearing its pitter patter down.
It's wet in the street
Reflecting the lights and splashing feet,
Nowhere to go,
And nothing I have to do, have to do.

It's raining again,
I follow the Christmas lights down town.
I'm leaving the flow
Of people walking all around,
Round and round,
I hear the sound of rain falling in my ears
Washing away the weariness like tears.
I can feel my troubles running down,
Disappear into the silent sound.

Just walking along,
My clothes are soaked right through to the skin,
I haven't a doubt, that this is what life is all about,
The sun and the rain.
Scraps of paper(???) washing down the drain.

I feel the rain falling on my face
I can say there is no better place
Than standing up in the falling down
In so much rain I could almost drown.

It's raining again
A crack in the clouds reveals blue skies
I've been feeling so low(low)
But now everything is on my side
The sun and the rain.
Walk with me fill my heart again

I hear the rain falling in my ears
Washing away the weariness like tears.
I can feel my troubles running down,
Disappear into the silent sound.

I feel the rain falling on my face
I can say there is no better place
Than standing up in the falling down
In so much rain I could almost drown.

Do de do do de do do do
Do de do de do de do do do
...



*** The Young And The Old ***

Whoa oh

Staggering home everybody sings
All the old songs the cockney routines
All the old women, all the young men
Try changing places then back again

Old man in the morning,
Young man at night
Breakfast full of wisdom
Until you hit the lights

Knock back the drinks , hitch up your skirt
Fall over backwords undo your shirt
Everyone shouting what a terrible state
Age creeping backwards as it gets late

Old man in the morning,
Young man at night
Breakfast full of wisdom
Until you hit the lights

Have a quick short, forget about work
Have a couple more then you go beserk
Who cares about this morning, Wise old man
The wisdom comes up later and goes down the pan

Old man in the morning,
Young man at night
Breakfast full of wisdom
Until you hit the lights

Then another round, forget whos turn
Waking up to feel your stomach churn
Whos in the chair and whos on the floor
Incoherants knocking on the Door

Old man in the morning,
Young man at night
Breakfast full of wisdom
Until you hit the lights
Hit the Lights

*** Time ***

When I considered how my life is spent
They cry but I know that everything is heaven sent
But why do people lie when all they want is truth at their tables

The sky is looking very blue today
It's so fine I'd agree with every word you say
About it it must be said it doesn't mean much at all

Time you make changes
Time you'll add ages
Time is walking with you by your side

There's no reason that we should complain
In the night everybody looks the same
It's so sad but we don't seem to be going forward at all

(Time)
(Time)
Time

Time you make changes
Time you'll add ages
Time is walking with you by your side

Time you make changes
Time you'll add ages
Time is walking with you by your side

(Come on time)

Time you make changes
Time you'll add ages
Time is walking with you by your side

Time gentlemen please
Time
Time



*** Time For Tea ***

Scouring through the wasteland
With an uge to take
Anything that comes into view
Only ten more puffs to tea time
I've found eating so time consuming

Willie, oh Willie she cried
It's time for tea
WIllie, where in hell has he gone
It's time for tea

South of the wateland at your D.I.Y.
The inconsiderate rings his till
Offering plans of easy credit
Claims he'll cause a killing in the school half term

Willie, oh Willie she cried
It's time for tea
WIllie, where in hell has he gone
It's time for tea

And welly well well well what have I found here
A hiding place made by frigid air
I think I'll try it on and give my mates a scare
They'll all be searching neither here nor there

Willie, oh Willie she cried
It's time for tea
WIllie, where in hell has he gone
It's time for tea

Long depress of autumn breeze
Sucking on a rubber back teeth
Plays into the hands of the hardware man
Who selfishly "I don't care"



*** Tiptoes ***

Waking up again another sleepless night
Climbing taller buildings more dreams of flight
In a pool of sweat not knowing what to do
No more earth-bound feelings a diff'rent point of view

Moment of truth he heads towards the building
His glazed eyes stare vacantly following his feelings
No turning back the door's already shutting
Standing on his tiptoes to reach the nineteenth button

To miss a grasping hand
(I'm falling again)
And squash a passer-by
(I'm falling again)
He wanted to see some evidence
(I'm falling again)
That he could really fly

Balanced on the edge only time could tell
Some say he was pushed, others say he fell
Standing on that rooftop his brain told him 'no'
But all the dreams in nights before told him he must go

To miss a grasping hand
(I'm falling again)
And squash a passer-by
(I'm falling again)
He wanted to see some evidence
(I'm falling again)
That he could really fly

His questions and himself
Nearly fell on stony ground
He could've embarrassed his family
Who watched him from the crowd

Balanced on the edge only time could tell
Some say he was pushed, others say he fell

To miss a grasping hand
(I'm falling again)
And squash a passer-by
(I'm falling again)
He wanted to see some evidence
(I'm falling again)
That he could really fly
(I'm falling ...)



*** Tomorrow's (Just Another Day) ***

Trying hard I thought I'd done my best.
All my life I can't get no rest.
Some who've closed the door before say I can't carry on no more.
I hear them saying: Tomorrow's just another day.
I hear them saying: And it gets better every day.
I hear them saying: Tomorrow's just another day

Tomorrow's just another day.
Listened long tried to take it in.
ll these facts leave me in the swim.
It's down and down there is no up I think that I've run out of luck.

I hear them saying: Tomorrow's just another day. . . .
Walking now over covered ground.
There is a chance if I move around.
I need a moment to reflect on the friendships I have wrecked.
Why is it time; don't I always try?
I hear them say: Tomorrow's just another day.
I hear them say: And it gets better every day.
I hear them say: Tomorrow's just another day. . . .
I heard them say: Tomorrow's just another day.
I hear them say: Tomorrow's just another day

Tomorrow's just another day.
I hear them saying: Tomorrow's just another day. . . .
I hear them saying: Tomorrow's just another day. . . .



*** Turning Blue ***

With the ease of a practised smile
The tears of a crocodile
Well shake then wash your hands
Of the smell of foreign land
The propaganda woman said
It might be worse you could be dead
Now we've an impressive show
Let's wind it up and watch it go

Still a strange thing to me
Is there's no place I'd rather be
Rollercoasting backwards to
Up and down and turning blue

No pie in the sky
For the small man gets smaller
But a poke in the eye
>From an unwelcome caller

Still a strange thing to me
Is there's no place I'd rather be
Rollercoasting backwards to
Up and down and turning blue

Policeman's eyes on overload
A fractured island might explode
A million pieces washed ashore
>From Disneyland to Warsaw

Let's have a rehearsal run
An underground holiday in the sun
Take time to sit and reflect
A white wall where the sun collects

Still a strange thing to me
Is there's no place I'd rather be
Rollercoasting backwards to
Up and down and turning blue



*** Uncle Sam ***

Here they come again hop scotching up to my door
One by one again knockety knock knocking upon my floor
Swinging on my gate they gain entry by the yard
Pulling at my hair they scream paint your thoughts upon my card
But not tonight I've got studies to examine
Tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men
A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam
Who now takes up all of my time he gives me things to do
'Cause he's a wonderful man
But I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam
To be with my Uncle Sam
Silly little sniggers from the women liberators
But I'll stand and hold my post
Polished buttons and erect I'll raise the flag
I'll show those women who's the most
But not tonight I've got studies to examine
Tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men
A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam
Who now takes up all of my time, gives me things to do
He's a wonderful man
But I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam
But not tonight I've got studies to examine
Tomorrow ah ah ah
And tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men
A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam
Who now takes up all of my time he gives me things to do
'Cause he's a wonderful man
I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam
I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam
...



*** Victoria Gardens ***

You're looking and listening and hoping that things are changing for the better
You're trying to see if what you're teaching is the truth sir
You're looking and listening and hoping that things will change for better
Don't want to preach or teach the blues to you now brother

I just left Victoria Gardens
And walked through cardboard city land
A burnt out star was asking
How would I like to shake his hand

I walked on in no hurry (hurry hurry hurry)
And wondered where did we go wrong?

We're looking and listening and hoping that things are changing for the better
Don't want to preach or teach the blues to you now brother

I walked on in no hurry (hurry hurry hurry)
And wondered where did we go wrong?

Looking listening hoping that things are changing for the better
(Only time can tell)

It's a bloody fine situation
That we find ourselves in
He said something I couldn't mention (here)
And we laughed with him again

I walked on in no hurry (hurry hurry hurry)
And wondered where did we go wrong?

Looking listening hoping that things are changing for the better
And trying to see if what you're teaching is the truth sir

She said it's for the good of us all
(of us all, of us all, of us all)

Looking listening hoping that things are changing for the better
Don't want to preach or teach the blues to you now brother

I'm not so sure
(sure, sure, sure)

And now it is early evening
I look across grey Leicester Square
A large and silent crowd were walking
Said they had every right to be there



*** (Waiting For) The Ghost Train ***

A straw headed woman, and a barrel chested man,
A pocket full of posies with a hat brim full of sand,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
A dog chasing the tumbleweeds, across the sandy floor,
That drift along the platform, through the ticket office door,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
But don't tell me there's nothing coming, you don't fool me,
I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free,
And I hear them,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
The station master's writing with a piece of orange chalk,
A hundred cancellations, still no one wants to walk,
Keep the hungry children from the skeletons in the back,
Paid to keep an eye out for the gipsy caravan,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free,
And I hear them,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white (don't try),
It's black and white (don't try),
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
And I hear them,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,



*** Waltz Into Mischief ***

The latest and greatest ... amazing arrival
No conscience, no shame ... for the game of survival
Thieves and villains ... and fraudulent swindlers
Gathered in tribute ... with masks of respect

A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful
Let the band play a waltz into mischief

The chairman is speaking ... instructs the apprentice
All faces are turned ... to the wizard of sentence
Years of experience ... fall from his tongue
Like teardrops to puddles ... they rippled among

A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful
Let the band play a waltz into mischief

This kid of the cowboys ... of fastest deception
Writes down his kiddings ... to ruptuous reception
Calls on the crowd ... of white-pointed heads
To check on the carpets ... while we're in our beds

(Nelly the elephant packed her trunk and said goodbye to the circus)

A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful
Let the band play a waltz into mischief
A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful
Let the band play a waltz into mischief
A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful
Let the band play a waltz into mischief



*** When Dawn Arrives ***

He hums tonight through his streets,
My unlatched window the tune repeats,
The kerb-crawling car winds down to a stop.
A few seconds mumble then whisks him off.

Sick and tired of abuse,
Controlled signs of hysteria,
But like when dawn arrives,
He remembers his leisure.

He runs tonight through his block,
A crack in the curtain is unlocked.
No meeting with a mother or greeting a friend
A sharp-looking boot-jack with some time to spend.

Sick and tired of abuse,
Controlled signs of hysteria,
But like when dawn arrives,
He remembers his leisure.

He cries tonight
Through his manner
I can see his conscience
Get the better
From a door-way stepped in
Shadowed leather
Exchanging handshakes for money
And pleasure.

He crawls tonight through his scum,
From my dirty window his body's numb.
Beneath the street-lamp tilts shoulders bent,
Then meets his pick-up who pays his rent.

Sick and tired of abuse,
Controlled signs of hysteria,
But like when dawn arrives,
He remembers his leisure.
His pleasure



*** White Heat ***

Down between the sunbeams the moneylenders chat
Hiding in the shade outside a council flat
Kids in the lift looking for things to throw

And practising their aim on the heads below
They make their apologies with the quickness of their feet
Then lost in the heat haze that shimmers across the street

Underfoot the pavement is melting
Crumbling for the luckiest girl
The whole world is melting.

(White white heat)
I'm still not in until a week next Wednesday
I'm holidaying on the roof _til the big bad wolf goes away

In the street the pavement is melting
Crumbling for the luckiest girl
The whole world is melting.

White heat turns the street upside down.

Down between the sunbeams the debt collectors chat, chat, chat, chat,
Hiding in the shade outside a council flat
By the hairs on my chinny chin chin
I shall not let you in.

In the street the pavement is melting
Crumbling for the luckiest girl
The whole world is melting.

(For the luckiest girl in all the world)
(White, white heat)



*** Wings Of A Dove ***

Take time for your pleasure
And laugh with love
Take the hand of another
And sing for the wings of a dove

Wo-oh, wo-oh
For the wings of a dove
Wo-oh, wo-oh
For the wings of a dove

Look up at the rooftops
When you`re walking round
Don`t think for a moment
Of looking down

Wo-oh, wo-oh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
For the wings of a dove
Wo-oh, wo-oh
For the wings of a dove

Wo-oh, wo-oh
For the wings of a dove
Wo-oh, wo-oh
For the wings of a dove

Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Look up at the rooftops
When you`re walking round
Don`t think for a moment
Of looking down

A room at the top
Where we`re not allowed
Cheer to the echo
Can you hear the sound

Wo-oh, wo-oh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
For the wings of a dove
Wo-oh, wo-oh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
For the wings of a dove

Repeat

(Blue train)

(The blue train`s taking me from you)



*** Wonderful ***

Your wonderful, so wonderful
It's great to see you

Your wonderful, so wonderful
It's great to be here

These are the days I love
And I've been happier than most
Crossing England coast to coast
Through your towns

And when I see the land
And I cry a salty tear
For those who are not here
On this day

Your wonderful, so wonderful
It's good to see you

Your wonderful, so wonderful
It's great to be here

Your wonderful, so wonderful
It's good to see you

Your wonderful, so wonderful
It's great to be here

And when I think back when
Life was uncomplicated then
We had some things we hated
But more that we loved
And to get to wear
What nobody else would wear
'cos we didn't really care
In those days

Your wonderful, so wonderful
It's good to see you

Your wonderful, so wonderful
It's great to be here
It's great to be here
It's great to be here



*** Yesterday's Men ***

An insolent speck of youth
Being taken for a walk
So tightly by the ear
That he can hardly talk
Yesterday's men hang to today
To sing in the old-fashioned way
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
A metropolitan marathon
Has been held today
But who you need to catch
Will be coming the other way
Yesterday's men hang to today
To sing in any old way
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
Because when you're told to start
How far can you go
When your race is won
And you already know
Because when you're told to stop
How far will you go
When your race is run
And you already know
Yesterday's men hang to today,
To sing in any old way,
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
Will it get better in the long run
Will we be here in the long run
Yesterday's men hang to today,
To sing in any old way,
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
Will it get better in the long run
Will we be here in the long run
Do, do, do, hang on in the long run.



*** You Said ***

You said you're leaving, well that's ok,
You said you've had enough, what can I say ?
I suppose I'll be sad for a week or two,
But in the end, it's the same for me and you,
We'll both be sorry through and through.
You said you're leaving, well that's ok,
You said you've had enough, what can I say ?
I suppose I'll be sad for a week or two,
But in the end, it's the same for me and you,
We'll both be sorry through and through.
Me and you.
You must stop doing this, you've got to change,
'Cos you hold all the cards, you've got range,
Every time you go away, I think of you.
You said you're leaving, you said this,
You said, you said that,
You said you don't want to see me no more,
You said you don't want me to come to your door,
You said, you said,
I suppose I'll be sad for a week or two,
But in the end, it's the same for me and you,
We'll both be sorry through and through.
Yes you do.
You must stop doing this, you've got to change,
'Cos you hold all the cards, you've got range,
Every time you go away, I think of you.



   
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