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Punctured bicycle
On a hillside desolate
Will nature make a man of me yet ?

When in this charming car
This charming man


Why pamper life's complexity
When the leather runs smooth
On the passenger seat ?


I would go out tonight
But i haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said "it's gruesome
That someone so handsome should care"


Ah ! a jumped-up pantry boy
Who never knew his place
He said "return the ring"
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things


I would go out tonight
But i haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said "it's gruesome
That someone so handsome should care"
La, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...
Oh, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...


Ah ! a jumped-up pantry boy
Who never knew his place
He said "return the ring"
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things


New york version adds :

I would go out tonight
But i haven't got a stitch to wear


I would go out tonight
But i haven't got a stitch to wear
Oh, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...
Oh, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...


Ah ! a jumped-up pantry boy
Who never knew his place
He said "return the ring"
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things

Over the moor, take me to the moor
Dig a shallow grave
And i'll lay me down

Over the moor, take me to the moor
Dig a shallow grave
And i'll lay me down


Lesley-anne, with your pretty white beads
Oh john, you'll never be a man
And you'll never see your home again
Oh manchester, so much to answer for


Edward, see those alluring lights ?
Tonight will be your very last night


A woman said : "i know my son is dead
I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head"


Hindley wakes and hindley says :
Hindley wakes, hindley wakes, hindley wakes, and says :
"oh, wherever he has gone, i have gone"


But fresh lilaced moorland fields
Cannot hide the stolid stench of death
Fresh lilaced moorland fields
Cannot hide the stolid stench of death


Hindley wakes and says :
Hindley wakes, hindley wakes, hindley wakes, and says :
"oh, whatever he has done, i have done"


But this is no easy ride
For a child cries :


"oh, find me ... find me, nothing more
We are on a sullen misty moor
We may be dead and we may be gone
But we will be, we will be, we will be, right by your side
Until the day you die
This is no easy ride
We will haunt you when you laugh
Yes, you could say we're a team
You might sleep
You might sleep
You might sleep
But you will never dream !
Oh, you might sleep
But you will never dream !
You might sleep
But you will never dream !"

Oh manchester, so much to answer for
Oh manchester, so much to answer for

Oh, find me, find me !
Find me !
I'll haunt you when you laugh
Oh, i'll haunt you when you laugh
You might sleep
But you will never dream !
Oh ...
Over the moors, i'm on the moor
Oh, over the moor
Oh, the child is on the moor

Hand in glove
The sun shines out of our behinds
No, it's not like any other love
This one is different - because it's us

Hand in glove
We can go wherever we please
And everything depends upon
How near you stand to me


And if the people stare
Then the people stare
Oh, i really don't know and i really don't care


Kiss my shades

Hand in glove
The good people laugh
Yes, we may be hidden by rags
But we've something they'll never have


Hand in glove
The sun shines out of our behinds
Yes, we may be hidden by rags
But we've something they'll never have


And if the people stare
Then the people stare
Oh, i really don't know and i really don't care


Kiss my shades ... oh ...

So, hand in glove i stake my claim
I'll fight to the last breath


If they dare touch a hair on your head
I'll fight to the last breath


For the good life is out there somewhere
So stay on my arm, you little charmer


But i know my luck too well
Yes, i know my luck too well
And i'll probably never see you again
I'll probably never see you again
I'll probably never see you again
Oh ...

All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
For we have been through hell and high tide
I think i can rely on you ...
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still i'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you

So, what difference does it make ?
So, what difference does it make ?
It makes none
But now you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight


The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and i lied, and why ?
Because you asked me to !
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because i've only got two hands
Well, i'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh


So, what difference does it make ?
Oh, what difference does it make ?
Oh, it makes none
But now you have gone
And your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight


Oh, the devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole, and then i lied
Just because you asked me to
But now you know the truth about me
You won't see me anymore
Well, i'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh


But no more apologies
No more, no more apologies
Oh, i'm too tired
I'm so sick and tired
And i'm feeling very sick and ill today
But i'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh


Oh, my sacred one ...
Oh ...

Upon the sand, upon the bay
"there is a quick and easy way" you say
Before you illustrate
I'd rather state :
"i'm not the man you think i am
I'm not the man you think i am"

And sorrow's native son
He will not smile for anyone


And pretty girls make graves
Oh ...


End of the pier, end of the bay
You tug my arm, and say : "give in to lust,
Give up to lust, oh heaven knows we'll
Soon be dust ... "


Oh, i'm not the man you think i am
I'm not the man you think i am


And sorrow's native son
He will not rise for anyone


And pretty girls make graves
Oh really ?
Oh ...


I could have been wild and i could have
Been free
But nature played this trick on me


She wants it now
And she will not wait
But she's too rough
And i'm too delicate


Then, on the sand
Another man, he takes her hand
A smile lights up her stupid face
(and well, it would)


I lost my faith in womanhood
I lost my faith in womanhood
I lost my faith ...
Oh ...


Hand in glove ...
The sun shines out of our behinds ...
Oh ...

It's time the tale were told
Of how you took a child
And you made him old

It's time the tale were told
Of how you took a child
And you made him old
You made him old


Reel around the fountain
Slap me on the patio
I'll take it now
Oh ...


Fifteen minutes with you
Well, i wouldn't say no
Oh, people said that you were virtually dead
And they were so wrong


Fifteen minutes with you
Oh, well, i wouldn't say no
Oh, people said that you were easily led
And they were half-right
Oh, they ... oh, they were half-right, oh


It's time the tale were told
Of how you took a child
And you made him old
It's time that the tale were told
Of how you took a child
And you made him old
You made him old


Oh, reel around the fountain
Slap me on the patio
I'll take it now
Ah ... oh ...


Fifteen minutes with you
Oh, i wouldn't say no
Oh, people see no worth in you
Oh, but i do.
Fifteen minutes with you
Oh, i wouldn't say no
Oh, people see no worth in you
I do.
Oh, i ... oh, i do
Oh ...


I dreamt about you last night
And i fell out of bed twice
You can pin and mount me like a butterfly
But "take me to the haven of your bed"
Was something that you never said
Two lumps, please
You're the bee's knees
But so am i


Oh, meet me at the fountain
Shove me on the patio
I'll take it slowly
Oh ...


Fifteen minutes with you
Oh, i wouldn't say no
Oh, people see no worth in you
Oh, but i do.
Fifteen minutes with you
Oh, no, i wouldn't say no
Oh, people see no worth in you
I do.
Oh, i ... i do
Oh, i do
Oh, i do
Oh, i do