unknown

Everything, everything, everything
We ever thought or said
Went in a box labeled "us" on a shelf
In the back of your head

Everything, everything, everything
We ever shared or did
Stored in a jar which i swear had "true love"
Pencilled in on the lid

Now you're saying, now you're saying, now you're saying
That you just don't love me anymore
Has there been a thief in your storehouse
Stealing away your memories?

Everything

Everything, everything, everything
We ever dreamt or planned
You tell me just blew away like
Confetti from some opened hand

Everything, everything, everything
You say you felt for me
Is it all dust and denial
As lifeless as some lunar sea?

Now you're saying, now you're saying, now you're saying
That you just don't love me anymore
Has there been a thief in your storehouse
Stealing away all our memories?

And did he latch your locks
And make your bells ring?
And did you let him in
To steal away what we had together?

Just everything

Now you're saying...

Everything

Performed by johnny japes and his jesticles. recorded for viz
Comics, written and produced by andy partridge, neville farmer,
And dave gregory, and featuring john otway.

Who's that dragging what looks like a pink sack of spanners down the road?
His swollen folly on a supermarket trolley to alleviate the load
Testicular tomfoolery
To the rescue of humanity
It looks a lot of balls to me

Fun and japes and merry frolics
With buster gonad's bulbous bouncing . . .
Bags of fun with buster
And his super scrotal cluster

Who's that lad with his cobblers clad in a disguise of some form?
When the cosmic power of a meteorite shower made them swell beyond the norm
Now here he comes to save mankind
His enormous nuts not far behind
And they're not the salted kind

He cures mutes and alcoholics
When they first see his bulbous bouncing . . .
Bags of fun with buster
And his super scrotal cluster
There's bags of fun with buster
See them shine with evil lustre

Buster! watch out for that revolving door
Ooh buster! they look so incredibly sore
Buster! especially as you drag them through that powerful
Cleaning agent someone spilled upon the floor
Ooh buster! why do you let your sack swing so low?

"sax swing solo?" yeah!

Fun and japes and merry frolics
With buster gonad's bulbous bouncing . . .
Bags of fun with buster
And his super scrotal cluster

Doctor who could defeat the daleks
If he had buster's swinging space age . . .
Bags of fun with buster
And his double sputnik thruster
Bags of fun with buster
Just to stroke them would disgust her
Bags of fun with buster
If she held them would you trust her?
Bags of fun with buster
Loads more balls than general custer
Bags of fun with buster
Lots more scrots than you could muster

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.

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

Untie the gown, float to the ground
She revolve round, making no sound
Air leaving slow
Still breathing though

Decaying through brown, diving she's bound
Hours swum down, treasure unfound
Air leaving slow
Still breathing though

Somnambulist
Somnambulist
Somnambulist
Somnambulist
Air leaving slow
Still breathing though.

I'm living in my smokeless zone
My house is not a happy home
I got to do something 'for i kick the bucket
I'm living in this smokeless zone
I clean my dusty window sills
Everything i grow it kills
I don't want to stay in this street any longer
Living in this smokeless zone
Englands green, once so pleasant land
Living on a time bomb yeah
The whole damn place is going to turn to sand
Bah bah
I cough upon my wheezy chest
My penicillin does its best
There's only one cure for an unhealthy body
Get out of this smokeless zone

My train is coming
I can see it up the line
My train is coming
And what's on it's all mine

My train is coming
I can hear it up the track
My train is coming
Bringing sugar time back

Oh little darling
Since you've gone i've been so sad and blue
Little darling
If you come home i'll be good to you

Got to get it while it's here
That's a lesson that is clear
Got to get it while it's here
And i hear

My train is coming
I can see it up the line
My train is coming
And what's on it's all mine

Little darling
Since you've gone i realized i'm wrong
Little darling
Ride that railroad back where you belong

Got to get it while it's here...

My train is coming
I can see it up the line
My train is coming
And it's right back on time

My train is coming
What i did is a crime
My train is coming
And what's on it's all mine

As you're sweeping
Autumn leaves up
You are sweeping
My fallen heart up with 'em
As you're sweeping
Autumn leaves up
You are sweeping
In swish-back broomstick rhythm

You're dressed in red
Your hair [would had a] brush on fire
To make leaves dress up dead
Ordered to parade
Swayed by broomstick rhythm
Hey!

As you're sweeping
Winter snow up
They have fallen
For you so please forgive 'em
As you're sweeping
Winter snow up
You are sweeping
In swish-back broomstick rhythm

You're dressed in white
There is no; why don't we surrender
And in envy of you
Melting drips will rush
Brushed in broomstick rhythm
Hey! hey!

As you're sweeping
Summer dust up
See a squirrel
In homage making rhythms
As you're sweeping
Summer dust up
You are sweeping
In swish-back broomstick rhythm

You're dressed in blue
The sky and sun a hue more paler
Than the glow in your heart
I bask in your rays
Days of broomstick rhythm

As you're sweeping
Springtime rain up
You are sweeping
My tears up for [i live 'em / a living?]
As you're sweeping
Springtime rain up
You are sweeping up
What there remains
Of fears i earn
Upon giving my heart
Away to somebody
For good

Cast away on a desert island
Me and poor crusoe are sharing the same fate
Cast away on a desert island
With great britain written on its name plate

With my umbrella i go walking
Through all the sands on a building site
Across the shopping malls and motorways
Birds from heathrow fill the
Night with people flying to escape
Friday comforts me and says it's pay day

Cast away on a desert island . . .

The game and coconuts is plentiful
You pick 'em right off of a supermarket shelf
And all the man-eaters are parked away
Down in garages
While their selfish owners drinking to escape
Lord of flies with cocktails in his conch shell

Don't rescue me, no
This is my home sweet home dear
Don't rescue me, no
I am far from alone here

Cast away on a desert island
Me and one nation are sharing the same fate
Cast away on a desert island
With great britain written on its name plate
Cast away on a desert island

Difficult age
You're just fourteen
And you're not friends with your body
Painfully thin
Look at your skin
Play with yourself for a hobby

How can they love a man who does that to himself?

Difficult age
Turn on the page
Have that wee drink in the meantime

Difficult age
Now you're eighteen
Here's all the freedoms you wanted
All the best clothes
A looker who goes
The size of your wage packet flaunted

How can they love a man who does that to himself?

Difficult age
Turn on the page
And have that wee drink in the meantime

Difficult age
He's twenty-nine
Thirty just lurks 'round the corner
Settled for life
Nice kids and wife
Pull out a plum like jack horner

Difficult age
Turn on the page
Have that wee drink in the meantime

Difficult age
Now thirty-eight
And you're not friends with your body
Wish you were thin
Look at your skin
Wasting yourself for a hobby

How can they love a man who does that to himself?

When we get to england
Will we know when we've arrived?
When we get to england
Will we know if she has died?

Does the girl with the dogs
Still live in the big house
On the corner?
Are the boys collecting frogs
Still marching away
To die in war?

Like it's all from a dream
Like it's all from some history book
Didn't look too hard
Did i miss something that i should have seen?
When we get to england
Will it still be there?

When we get to england
Will we know where we've arrived?
When we get to england
Will a kiss bring her alive?

Once a farmer in the field
Had to grow enough
To feed his family
Now they pay him for his yield
Just to burn it down
And throw away

Like it's all from a dream
Like it's all in a crystal ball
Did it fall so hard?
Rest in pieces on a village green
When we get to england
Will it still be there?

When we get to england

Mother's in the kitchen steaming up the window panes
Smell of boiling cabbage comes up from an open drain
But no amount of scrubbing could ever shift a gravy stain

Washaway washaway washerette
Washaway washaway every dirty stain you get

Streets lay deserted
No one feels exerted
Sat on their couches
With loose change in their pouches
They couldn't spend it if they tried

In comes mr softee
Dressed up like and ice cream cone
Ringing for his supper
Heading for a stately home
But a thousand yorkshire puddings
Couldn't make his business boom

See how they wander
To kill time in droves they squander
Money in centres
That feed on the mind, oh bother
It just gets you down

Washaway washaway washerette
Business as usual at the uptown launderette

Washaway washaway the dirt
Wash it
Washaway the dirt

You took me
Down down down
Down a peg

Thank you
For taking me down a peg
Thank you
It's true
My position had gone to my head
Thank you
Like some commissionaire who has ideas above his station
Or some jumped up councillor who think he's lord of creation

You took me down down down down a peg
Down down down down a peg

Thank you
For bringing my feet to the floor
Thank you
It's true
My head wouldn't go through the door
Thank you
Sometimes this job puts you so high you forget your roots now
Only my folks see i'm getting too big for my boots now

You took me down down down down a peg
Down down down down a peg
Down down down down a peg

Thank you
For taking me down a peg
(you took me down down down down a peg)
Thank you
It's true
My position had gone to my head
(you took me down down down down a peg)
Thank you

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.

Red brick dream
Windows scream
As the rusting north star shines above
And drops its iron beams
Crashing down upon the rooves of swindon town

I heard the engine's dying breath
Castles and kings all starved to death
I dropped the coronation cup
Sshh, please don't wake them up from
Red brick dream

Red brick dream
Buttons gleam
By the light of the furnace pouring
Molten memories
Splashing down upon the rooves of swindon town

The men of muscle piston rods
Who forged the horses of the gods
The made the town a set of chains
And sleeping it remains in
Red brick dream

Countdown,
Countdown to christmas,
Countdown to christmas party time.

We're so happy,
We want you to be happy too.
We're so happy,
And we want to share the secrets of happiness with you.

Grab a woman beneath the mistletoe,
Kiss her lips and make her glow.
No more fighting, no more fuss,
Ah, it's christmas!

Countdown,
Countdown to christmas,
Countdown to christmas party time.

We're so happy,
We want you to be happy too.
We're so happy,
And we want to share the secrets of happiness with you.

Eat and drink and dance some more,
Invite the whole street through your door.
Sing out loud, don't swear or cuss
Ah, it's christmas!

Countdown,
Countdown to christmas,
Countdown to christmas party time.

Countdown,
Countdown to christmas,
Countdown to christmas party time.

We're so happy,
We want you to be happy too.
We're so happy,
And we want to share the secrets of happiness with you.

Countdown.
10 days.
Countdown to christmas.
9 days.
Countdown.
8 days.
Countdown to christmas.
7 days.
Countdown.
6 days.
Countdown to christmas.
5 days.
Countdown.
4 days.
Countdown to christmas.
3 days.
Countdown.
2 days.
Countdown to christmas.
1 day.
Ah, it's christmas!

I see them offering you gum
I hear the swarming schoolkids' hum
A tribe of polyester warriors spellbound
They bring you offerings to please
Like cigarettes or new lp's
You'll have them on their knees and begging
Just to play with your comb
One glance from those two eyes
Will seal your playground empire

My oh my, what a sight for sore eyes, young cleopatra
My oh my, what a wonderful prize, young cleopatra
You'll never be a queen unless you do as you're told
You wouldn't understand it being fourteen years old
Don't ever give your love for free
But then again, don't even let it be sold

You have your teachers in a trap
There's no age limit or no gap
To who you set alight with firebombs, .........
I'm glad your father is my friend
And now that school is at an end
He's only an excuse for me
To wait here at your palace gates
One glance from those two eyes
Will seal your playground empire

Your school uniform looks grey on others and silver on you
Your yellow wooden rule a golden sceptre to prove it's true

You're at the youth club near the drums
The young guitarist buzzer strums
Anything his royal majesty wishes
Your borrowed perfume fills the air
Pale nostrils start to flare
It's more than some can bear
But this is your court and they are your dogs
One glance from those two eyes
Will seal your playground empire

Cape canaveral florida, ready for takeoff stages
Zoom destination an isolated planet mars
On which observed many relics of past ages
On return despite rocks no spars

2nd destination world's largest planet jupiter
From there obtained some ancient relics
When returned at base -- we want hoopiter!
And we would like some fancy cow's milk

3rd destinations many ringed planet saturn
While there darted among the rings
At base had a few thoughts of astral matter
Again at base a welcoming with sings

4th zoom destination to an isolated planet neptune
Whose surface was clear of any vegetation
At base quote -- would like large dirigible balloon
During when there was no hesitation

5th zoom destination smallest planet pluto
On which there are many beautiful sights
It has no vegetation you know
No power to illuminate dark nights.

Brainiacs daughter
Made me a suit of bricks and mortar
And a matching stove pipe hat, oh yes
Brainiacs daughter
Took me on a sleigh ride underwater
And i'm crazy for girls like that
Oh yes sir, yes sir
Three bags full sir

All across the land the bells ring out
It's night, sun shines bright
So i reach to hold her frozen hand in flight
As we alight in the bottle city of kandor

Brainiacs daughter
Talks like a daily planet reporter
Sitting cross legged there on the mat, oh yes
Brainiacs daughter
Swallowed the pocket watch i bought her
And i'm crazy for girls like that
Oh yes sir, yes sir
All fall down sir

And i love the lights that blink on and off
All around her head
And i love the clothes that she tries on and off
Landing on the bed
Yes sir, yes sir
Three bags full sir

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

Cast of characters

Graham, a teenager
Mother, a busy housewife
Father, a conservative husband
Policeman, a young constable

Scene: a kitchen in suburbia, one bright saturday morning

Act one

Narrator: the insect-headed worker-wife will hang her waspies on the
Line. her husband burns his paper, sucks his pipe while studying
Their cushion-floor, his viscous poly-paste breath comes out. their
Wall-paper world is shattered by his 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.

Mother and father (in unison): 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.

Act two

Narrator: 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.

Policeman: is this your son's wallet i've got here? he must have
Dropped it after too much beer!

Mother: oh, officer, we can't believe our little angel is the one
You've picked.

Narrator: and all the while graham slept on, dreaming of a world
Where he could do just what he wanted to.

Mother and father (in unison): 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.

Narrator: they never read those pamphlets in his bottom drawer.

Policeman: they never read that tattoo on his arm.

Narrator: they thought that was just a boys club badge he wore.

Policeman: they never thought he'd do folks any harm.

Act three

Narrator: 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 dad's 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.

Mother and father (in unison): 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.

Mother: no thugs in our house!

Father: no thugs in our house!

Complete cast (in unison): no thugs in our house, dear!

Set design by andy partridge with co-ordination by ken ansell.
Stage and scenery by art dragon

Awful plastic boots that come above her ankle
Dayglo mini skirts just like a pop art spangle
Digs vanilla fudge, buys lipstick by the pound
Gets that 'english' look resembles kath mcgowan

Have you seen her hair it's a style from heaven
Ah! she's nowhere she thinking this is 1967?
She's so square she's nowhere
She's so square she's nowhere

Take her to a disco and screaming lord sutch it!
Everyone must look but nobody must touch
What about her car? e type is the latest
How about the yardbirds? jeff beck is the greatest!!

Have you seen her hair it's a style from heaven
Ah! she's nowhere she thinking this is 1967?
She's so square she's nowhere
She's so square she's nowhere

Can't you see 'em, in obscene procession?
Clad in fox fur all cocky, they're violent and insane
Pink and wobbling with all their possessions
They live on junk food and tv and booze
And bottles of pain relief pills and all.

Don't you love them?
They make life hell here
And think there's heaven above 'em.

Can't you hear 'em in obscene procession?
It's called talking, it's how they betray their closest friends.
Cough and wheezing, they dribble pretension,
Slimy tongues tell the truth which they love to bash and bend.

Can't you smell 'em in obscene procession?
Stink of bacon, defoliants, [fear/beer] and [small cigars/swastikas]
Whips and semen, adulterous confessions,
Mixed with money and those little refreshments
Hung in their cars and wardrobes and all

Don't you hate
Those full of hot air
They need their warfare
To deflate 'em.

Animals beware
Knives and forks that glare
Never trust those staring humans
Being the worst
Especially when they're hungry.

Animals beware
Knives and forks so bare
Never trust those staring humans
Being the worst
Especially when they're hungry
They make each other hungry
There's no need to be hungry
Not today.

Can't you see 'em, in obscene procession?
Fat and pompous, they crush their only children to the floor
Aren't you glad that i told you about them?
Aren't you glad you never evolved up any more?

Instant tunes only just been made
Instant songs never to be played
Instant tunes hanging out to dry
Let me try to introduce you to

Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Instant tunes

Ever and ever will they give us pleasure
Their instant, still instant
Like mother used to make it -- oh!

Instant tunes give instant cash
Make me want to start a backlash
Let me have the recipe
And make me some lovely, lovely

Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Instant tunes

Ever and ever will they give us pleasure
Their instant, still instant
Like mother used to make it -- oh!

Ever and ever will they give us pleasure
Their instant, still instant
Like mother used to make it -- oh!

Instant tunes give instant cash
Make me want to start a backlash
Let me have the recipe
And make me some lovely, lovely

Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Instant tunes
Instant tunes

Hurry and see, hurry and see
The ship trapped in the ice
Hurry and see, hurry and see
The frost on the rigging superficially nice
The captain sold his marbles and the crew lost theirs at dice
Hurry and see, hurry and see
The ship trapped in the ice

How can we free, how can we free
The ship trapped in the ice
How can we free, how can we free
They sailed in the shallows now they've paid the price
The captain drank the champagne but it tasted like old spice
How can we free, how can we free
The ship trapped in the ice

And i can only see this wreck with the aid of a drink and a mirror
She may look scenic from the shore but you don't wanna come any nearer

The captain's box of butterflies have all hatched out as lice
Hurry and see, hurry and see
The ship trapped in the ice

And i can only see this wreck with the aid of a drink and a mirror
She may look scenic from the shore but you don't wanna come any nearer

How can this be, how can this be
The ship trapped in the ice
How can this be, how can this be
The frozen contract has a grip like a vice
The captain dreams of flying but he's also scared of heights
Oh how can this be, cause boy it's me!
The ship trapped in the ice

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

In my heart, in my heart

You want some lovely, i got some lovely
I've got some lovely in my head, in my head
Where the lions, wear the right eye,
Where the jems (?) roar, there be lovely

You want some lovely, i got some lovely
In my bed, in my bed
Where the ocean wears the shore down
Where's the on switch?
There be lovely laying waiting naked for you

(chorus)
We can play every day
We can play at being lovers
We can play every day
We can play on my brown guitar

(repeat chorus)

You want some lovely, i got some lovely
In my yard, in my yard
There be inchworm, there be footlong
There be yardstick stir some lovely
Laying waiting naked for you

You want some lovely, i got some lovely
In my field, in my field
There be green grass, there be big sky
There be blue birds come and nest there

(chorus x 2)

You want some lovely, i got some lovely
In my heart, in my heart for you

I shout this,
You shout that,
The clouds are coming over looking awful black.
It's all hot air.

You say go,
I say stay,
Clear blue sky goes sheffield grey.
It's all hot air.

I've grown immune to your claws,
Pussycat, i know...

All your threats are tissue tigers,
Crawling across the table to me.
All your threats are tissue tigers,
Ripping 'em up is easy for me now.

I shout this,
You shout that,
An eye for heart and a tit for a tat.
You easy tear.

Think your stripes,
Are yellow and black,
I can only see the yellow one down your back,
You easy tear.

I've grown immune to your claws,
Pussycat, i know...

All your threats are tissue tigers,
Crawling across the table to me.
All your threats are tissue tigers,
Ripping 'em up is easy for me now.

We argue all life long,
You'd swear that black was wrong,
Throw tantrums like queen kong,
I've trapped you in my song.

All your threats are tissue tigers,
Crawling across the table to me.
All your threats are tissue tigers,
Ripping 'em up is easy for me now.

Looks as if you're dropping mirrors by the gross
Looks as if your nine lives have left town
When you paint in grey and drear
Eldorado won't appear
To run his sword through all the fears that pull you down

And it's okay, for the setting sun
Will colour everything around you gold
And it's okay, for the setting sun
Will colour everything around you gold

Looks as if you need a lighthouse in your dark
Looks as if i'm now your native guide
When the fog is drawing in
Snarling dragons break to grin
And trample over all the things that pull you down

And it's okay . . .

And all those pebbles in your shoes are precious stones
And all the skeletons in closets
Merely piles of harmless bones

. . . and it's okay, as the setting sun
Will colour everything around you gold
Even though it's brown, you'll
See your old brick town go gold

Scared of love, love and swimming pools
Falling in you said was for fools

But when you're standing on the edge
You won't hear me because your blood is singing

Jump jump go ahead and jump jump
If it's what your heart is wanting to do
This is real life you're dreaming through
And there is no glue to hold you down, so go ahead and . . .
Go ahead and jump

Scared of love, love and aeroplanes
Falling out i said takes no brains

But if your flight is going rough
Your soul will lead you to the nearest exit
Jump, jump . . .
While you're waiting
Time is grinning
Clocks and watches laughing at your indecision
While you're waiting
Worlds are spinning
Find another heart and drive into collision
Knowing this can you tell me you're . . .

Scared of love, love and swimming pools
Stubbornness, i say is for mules

But if you're standing on the edge
You won't hear me because your blood is singing

Jump jump go ahead and jump jump
If it's what your heart is wanting to do
This is real life you're dreaming through
And there'll be no wake up
Jump jump go ahead and jump jump
If it's what your heart is wanting to say
This is really your lucky day
And there is no glue to hold you down, so go ahead and . . .
Go ahead and jump

I'm out and i'm driving
Got my eyes set on romance
She says i've got a brand new thingey
Want to show you this dance
I say am i learning it steady
She say look you're doing it already

It's the traffic light rock
Stop 'n go
All of the time
It's the traffic light rock
Stop 'n go -- all of the time

I'm out by the dance hall
Best buddy by my side
He says i've got a brand new car
I want to take for a ride
I say can we take joan and freddie
He say no they ain't ready

Push me off to start the fun
On a bike ride to the moon
Lots of room for everyone
On a bike ride to the moon

And we'll bring back cheese for my auntie jane
And some magic moon dust that'll stop the rain
On my poor uncle alfred's head, even though he stays in bed (silly alfred)

Why not bring a pot of tea
On a bike ride to the moon
Angel cake for you and me
On a bike ride to the moon

And we'll pack a tent 'case it's cold at night
And i'll share your sleeping bag if i might
And might be a positive boon
To protect you from the man in the moon (who happens to be me, look out!)

Racing forward can't look back
On a bike ride to the moon
What did i omit to pack
On a bike ride to the moon?

With the stars all glinting in the shiny chrome
Then i suddenly remembered what i left at home
Now i shan't be peddling any higher
'cos a sharp sputnik has given me a cosmic flat tyre

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

Terrorism
You're writing your diary in innocents' blood
You're vain and you're ugly, you're no robin hood
You don't steal from the rich to help the poor
You just take life from both and what is more
You break your bread and drink
But post-confession you'll still stink of
Terrorism

Terrorism
But you're sikh, jew, muslim and christian, you say
Now which religion will you wear today?
And in whose bible do you find your cause
That says bomb children in department stores?
I hope your god is pleased
To see all creation on their knees for
Terrorism

Terrorism
Angel of death with black woolen mask
Freedom they bring you is a long wooden cask
They never doubt that right is on their side
When right is rifle-shaped where can you hide?
Don't want daughter sweet
To be target practice in the high street
Terrorism

If you think there's something wrong
Holes appearing on your lawn
Don't you blame the man next door
It's not him

Flowers walk from place to place
Dark spot moves around your face
Objects vanish without trace
It's not you

I'm the mole from the ministry
And you'll all bow down to me
I'm the mole in your potting shed
I'm the bad thoughts inside your head
And you won't catch me

(fish and visitors smell after three days)
If you thinks there's something strange
Garden starts to rearrange
From perfect lawn to mountain range
It's not you

I'm the mole from the ministry
Working underground
And you'll all bow down to me
Moving facts and figures all around
I'm the mole in your potting shed
Undermine your world
I'm the bad thoughts inside your head
And you shouldn't think me, no!
And you shouldn't think me
Mole
Mole
Mole

Heard the neighbour slam his car door,
Don't he realise this is respectable street?
What d'you think he bought that car for?
'cause he realise this is respectable street

Now they talk about absorption,
In cosmopolitan proportions to their daughters,
As they speak of child prevention,
And immaculate receptions on their portable,
Sony entertainment centres.

Heard the neighbour slam his car door,
Don't he realise this is respectable street?
What d'you think he bought that car for?
'cause he realise this is respectable street

Now she speak about diseases,
And which proposition 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 stretching 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.

Heard the neighbour slam his car door,
Don't he realise this is respectable street?
What d'you think he bought that car for?
'cause he realise this is respectable street

This is the end
This is the end
This is the part where all the curtains come down
And they won't drop fat boy on your town
But if they do i hope it's not a trend

This is the end
This is the end
This is the reel where all the titles come up
And you have no more drink in your cup
So here's where sweet and bitter rivers blend

This is the end
Of all the bread we broke together
This is the end
Of all that fine and misty weather

I don't want to hear you've been crying
I don't want to hear you've been trying to revive it
Let it go
Let it lay down
Let it go
And if it won't stay down that's the surest sign
That something new's beginning

This is the end
This is the end
This is the part where all the lights flicker on
And we can see the popcorn is gone
Off looking for new causes to defend

This is the end
This is the end
That mythical place where everybody shakes hands
No hard feelings and no hard glands
The bible says it's when cats and dogs make friends

This is the end
Of all the wars of all the roses
This is the end
Of kissing ass and rubbing noses

I don't want to hear you've been sorry
I don't want to hear you've been worrying about me
Let it die
Let it lay down
Let it die
So it'll all break down to rotten
That's the way we grow new flowers

This is the end
This is the end
Now this is where the screen has led us all to
A sign that says "please start here anew"
So let me hear the violins all rend

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.

There are no secrets in star park
(we'll) rendezvous to a peacock's call
I said i'd meet you after dark
For a night we'll trip, but never fall

(chorus:)
So bring your old umbrella
And some hair conditioner too, yeah
So bring your old umbrella
A swell time will be had by me and you
Yeah yeah yeah
In star park, maybe, after darkness

There are no secrets in the trees
They tell them out so constantly
I only sing and dance to please
A foreigner from no country

(chorus)

There are no secrets in star park
I said i'd be by you after night
So take your [ginger?], catch a spark
We won't get left if it runs not right

(chorus)

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.

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.

(co-written by andy partridge and tracey bryn of voice of the beehive)

Silver lining changed to grey skies
When a red-eyed angel waved goodbye
In my lifetime, i may find him once again to my surprise
I'll wait here, patiently and you may just return to find me

Chorus:
Blue in paradise, the paint runs down
Just like my teardrops
Blue in paradise, i'll paint the town
Until the hurt stops

Make a wish on every rainbow for the colours to reappear
Green with envy, wishing you home, red faced mad i wait alone
I'll stay here, one day dear you may just return to find me

Chorus

And if you return, nothing will be different
And if you return, nothing really will have changed
The red of my heart is black and blue now
Broken up and dragged around

I'll lay my dreams all down to sleep here
I'll close my eyes to hear no sound
I'm cryin', i'm dyin'
But i will hold my breath
'til you find me

Just take your suitcase from my wardrobe
And pack it full of guns and bombs
Then cfc's and germ-war microbes
We've been destroying stuff too long
And there's no home for us
Just you raise your voice in chorus
Goodbye humanosaurus

They'll teach at schools we were cold-blooded
And that we spoke and threw a turd
How we all drowned as litter flooded
We treated earth like it was dirt
And so i must implore us
Don't go near that exit door-us (doris)
Goodbye humanosaur
Be no more us

They were big with brains the size of a [burger bap]
History has got 'em down as a homo sap
All that now remains
Are the overgrown fast lanes
And junk food cartons
They'd adore us if we'd just sweep up the floor-us
Goodbye humanosaur
Clean the shore
No more war
Humanosaurus

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.

All of paris giggles with flags
Laughing lions leap up from the page
My the world looks good from where you are
My the world looks good from where you paint from

Barcelona, nuclear festive, wire women
Wriggle from life's cage
My the world looks good from where you are
My the world looks good from where you paint from
My the world looks good from where you are
My the world looks like it's all a party
Packed with my paint heroes
Like it's all a party
Packed with rousseau
Miro, miro, on my wall
I love you the most of all

In port lligat, liked his gala
Waxed antenna, brushes up a storm
My the world looks good from where you are
My the world looks good from where you paint from


Catalonia's atom caveman
Cracks his whipline tipped in purest form
My the world looks good from where you are
My the world looks good from where you paint from
My the world looks good from where you are
My the world looks like it's all a party
Packed with my paint heroes
Like it's all a party
Packed with dali
Miro, miro, on my wall
I love you the most of all

Always winter but never christmas
You won't open your box or kiss under this
How can i let you know?

Always easter but never egg giving
Crucify me, i just don't call this living
How can i let you know?

Can't you hear the bells ringing out?
Can't you hear the fishmongers shout?
That the way to live is celebrate and give
Stop it being, always winter but never christmas

Always ageing but never birthday
Told your last joke and threw your mirth away
Oh how can i let you know?
Always turkey time, never thanksgiving
Share some gold out, but don't just sit there sieving

How can i let you know?

Can't you read the words upon the wall?
Can't you hear the butcher boy's call?
That we need to share, love between each pair
Stop it being, always winter but never christmas

I'd unwrap you if you'd only step down from your tree
From your present, into some undone future with me

Always winter but never christmas
Always thatmas but never thismas
Oh how can i let you know?

Can't you hear the bells ringing out?
Can't you hear the fishmongers shout?
That the way to live is celebrate and give
That we need to share, love between each pair
Warm it up
Always winter but never christmas

The hunt is on to find the fox
Cross patchwork fields and spiny copse
Much to and froing
White horses showing
Their pearly teeth

He lead them up into a wood
Where he escape
I guess he should
You know he's a late starter
But he's much smarter
Than the rest

He lead them up a garden path
Such craftiness
You got to laugh
They got a clue, man
He's almost human
Fox on the loose

You must see him showing if you run boy run boy
You must see him showing so be ready with your gun
You never see the going if you take the wrong side
You never see the going in the early morning sun

The hunt is on to find the fox
To find the fox

We'd like to wish you
Just the merriest christmas
The merriest christmas
You've ever seen

We'd like to wish you
Just the merriest christmas
The merriest christmas
There's ever been

Collideascope
Careful, don't look down the wrong end
You will see ships that fall out of the sky
Who put that nail in your eye
You make me want to cry with your...

Collideascope
Everything looks smashed and broken
You will see fishes that drown in the sea
If you don't alter your mind
I'd hate you to go blind why don't you

Wakey wakey wakey
Little sleeper
If you doze much longer
Then life turns to dreaming
Wakey wakey wakey
Little sleeper
If you doze much longer
Then dreams turn to nightmares

Collideascope
Everything looks topsy turvy
You will see one young girl split into two
One half who's false one half true
You better get your glue ready

Wakey wakey wakey
Little sleeper

Collideascope
Careful don't look down the wrong end
All the world's colours will crash into one
Monochrome living's no fun
You're staring down a gun with your
Collideascope

I was following adventure, nothing mattered
And i knew best
I had a blood in my head, no one could shake it
Cause i knew best
But now i find
Remains of people that i left behind
I never took them wise
And now the skeletons tell me hit me now and then
Here come the skeletons to say i told you so again
Wish i'd done things differently
Cause skeletons don't set you free

I'd make a life for myself, i'd be a bigshot
Cause i knew best
I had high expectations, i was headstrong
And i knew best
All of my friends knew
What i was doing to the loving few
I know it's hard to chew
Cause now the skeletons tell me hit me now and then
Here come the skeletons to say i told you so again
Wish i'd done things differently
Cause skeletons don't set you free

Well, all i wanted was fame to feed my ego
And i knew best
Cause when you're high on success you get impressed
And i knew best

I knew best

Well i stumbled
And i fell
Like a wounded horse
When i found out
You'd been riding
Another man

Well i staggered
Round in circles
On a loser's course
When i found out
You'd been riding
Another man

Well my friends all said
Just climb back in the saddle
And you know that everything will turn out right
Well my friends all said
You won't sink if you paddle
But my ship drifts on into an endless night

Well i bit out
My own tongue
Like a wounded horse
When i found out
You'd been riding
Another man

Well my friends all said
Just climb back in the saddle
And you know that everything will turn out right
Well my friends all said
You won't sink if you paddle
But my ship drifts on into a endless night

Well i bit out
My own tongue
Like a wounded horse
When i found out
You'd been riding
Another man

When i found out
You'd been riding
Another man

I stumbled in and i fell straight asleep in the chair
Swear i did
Woke with a start and i thought i saw you floating by
Swear i did

The fixtures and furniture's the same
As the second you walked out the door
But here in my head you put a ghost train
And i can't go 'round any more

And i hear the passengers scream
I'm living in a haunted heart
And i tell myself it's all a bad dream
I'm living in a haunted heart

Too proud to beg you to come back
One more drink, the fairground fades to black
Every night

Days last for years 'til the dark, like a bear,
Puts his claws around my brain
Smack! bang on time, with your laugh, you walk in
Through the walls around my brain

The curtains and carpets are the same
As the day you dissolved in thin air
Now here i go queueing for the horror ride
Knowing i don't have the fare

And i hear the passengers scream
I'm living in a haunted heart
And i tell myself it's all a bad dream
I'm living in a haunted heart

Too proud to beg you to come back
As the ghost train rattles 'round its track,
Every night

I can't exorcise you or cause you to reappear
But if you want to know what nothing looks like
Well just peel back my chest and take a look inside here

The fixtures and furniture's the same
As the second you walked out the door
But here in my head you put a ghost train
And i can't go 'round any more

And i hear the passengers scream
I'm living in a haunted heart
And you're shaking me apart at the seams
I'm living in a haunted heart
My reality is pushed past extremes
I'm living in a haunted heart
And i tell myself it's just a bad dream
I'm living in a haunted heart

Too proud to beg you to come back
One more drink, the fairground fades to black.

Let's make a den
What shall we use?
Make it out of hay
Who will be leader?
In it we can play at both being mothers and fathers until we have
Children of our own.

Let's make a den
What shall we use?
Make it out of wood
Who will be leader?
Wouldn't it be good if we could fight off rival gangs and take total
Possession of the hill
For the rest of our days?

Isn't that what we can all look forward to when we grow up?
Isn't that what we can all look forward to?
Behind the door, women and men
Love and war inside of our den.

Let's make a den
What shall we use?
Make it out of bricks
Who will be leader?
In it how the sticks and stones will fly but my oh my won't we have
Fun when later on we patch it up?

Let's make a den
What shall we use?
Make it from cement
Who will be leader?
In it we can pent up all of our fears but give presents each christmas
Like there was nothing ever wrong
For the rest of our days.

Isn't that what we can all look forward to when we grow up?
Isn't that what we can all look forward to?
Behind the door, women and men
Love and war inside of their den.

Well you can wear your brand new nurse's outfit,
And i can wear my brand new cowboy suit.
Everything unchanging
Just furniture arranging

Let's make a den
What shall we use?
Make it underground
Who will be leader?
Protect us from the flash and sound of the big stick they drop just
To stop us from cuddling and hanging on
For the rest of our days.

Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the love and happiness that's snowing down,
All around.

Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the winter friendliness that's snowing down,
All around the world.

It's nearer,
Children's eyes shine clearer now,
As they decorate the trees,
All across the seven seas.

It's nearer,
Yule log fires burn clearer now,
In the winter's frosty air,
Sing with us and we can share our...

Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the love and happiness that's snowing down,
All around.

Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the winter friendliness that's snowing down,
All around the world.

It's dawning,
Santa's reindeer yawning now,
All their festive work is done,
Filling houses up with fun.

It's dawning,
Here is christmas morning now,
Greatest day of all the year,
Listen out and you will hear our...

Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the love and happiness that's snowing down,
All around.

Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the winter friendliness that's snowing down,
All around the world.

It's such a shame it's only one day every year,
Three hundred and sixty-four days full of doubts and fear
You've been saving your love up,
Let it out,
'cause christmas is here.

Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the love and happiness that's snowing down,
All around.

Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the winter friendliness that's snowing down,
All around the world.

Did you think you knew the game?
Did you think that fame and fortune's
All that i had in my head?
Bang you're dead
It's not a game i'm gonna play with you

Did you think i'm high and dry?
Did you think i'd hide from the
Tentacles of the deaf dumb and blind
Their poison inks behind me
At the bottom of the sea
And your criticism doesn't worry me
And i'll sing

Ra ra for red rocking horse
Ride on over all remorse
Ra ra for red rocking horse
Who won the course
Despite the fact that
No one bet him

Get out
Did you think you'd tie me up
Did you think that i would
Help but dance for your piece of paper
They'll tame you and set you
To licking all the foes
Zap! pow!

Did you think that i don't feel
Did you think that i'd simply heal up
After each ego beating
We can't go on meeting
This once in every year
And in the meantime if we all stand up
And cheer him up here
Ra ra for red rocking horse
Ride on over all remorse
Ra ra for red rocking horse
Who won the course
Despite the fact that
No one bet him

They all took their money out
And they laid it down, down
On the bright colored manes
They all took their money out
But they laid it down, down
On the different names to ours

Ra ra for red rocking horse
Ride on over all remorse
Ra ra for red rocking horse
Who won the course
Despite the fact that
No one bet him

Ra ra for red rocking horse
Ride on over all remorse
Ra ra for red rocking horse
Who won the course
Despite the fact