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

Look at these hands
Spokes of the sun god delay you, spray you
Prince of orange, climb the ladder
Prince of orange will die.

Brass robinettes
Trumpet and drums for the taking, baking
Prince of orange, climb the ladder
Prince of orange will die.

All the food he steals is all right
Far the tall and gentle poplar
Causing fanfare to those listening
Now

Drape 'round your head
Mischief and secrets in green kelt, all hell
Prince of orange, climb the ladder
Prince of orange will die.

Look at these lands (--- --- ---)
You'll get no books for your dinner
Sinner
Prince of orange, climb the ladder
Prince of orange will die

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?

Life is sometimes shorter than you think
So take yourself a hike from the kitchen sink
Me, i like to roam
Wasn't built in a day
And night throws the stars in our way
Meanwhile on planet earth

Some people are dying for the right to say
Some people are dying 'cause the other people busy blowing them away
Well, we're all dying so we better have a ton of fun along the way
I say hats off, get your hats off, take your hats off, get your hats off
For the blue beret
Blue beret, blue beret

The wind has blown it off his head
And sent it spinning straight to nowhere
Nowhere to get ahead in this life

Life is sometimes longer than you need
Especially if it's thrown away on hate and greed
Well, me i like to think while the other fish swim
But sharks made a meal out of him
Meanwhile on bone dry land

Some people are dying for the right to say
Some people just want the right to say
Some people are dying 'cause the other people busy blowing them away
Some people are merely blown away
Well, we're all dying so we better have a ton of fun along the way
I say hats off, take your hats off, get your hats off, take your hats off
To the blue beret
Blue beret, blue beret

The wind has blown it off his head
And sent it spinning straight to nowhere
Nowhere to get ahead in this life
So just love your dog and don't kick your wife
Put down that knife, watch out the windows,
And blow your hat away

Man acting like a farmer,
And he's treating the woman like a poor cow.
He got to treat you better from now.
But man is just a baby,
And he's needing your milk of kindness i vow,
To drink as much as you will allow.

All the way through history,
Man machine, no mystery.
All the way through history,
Girl have the brain to act just like the weaker sex.

Down in the cockpit,
Man need the woman to pull him right out of it.
Down in the cockpit,
Man need the woman to pull him right out of it.

Queen wants the castle back from the rascal
Queen wants the castle
Now!

The girl tribe are growing up,
And filling the world full with a new soul,
To get so far they paid a high toll.
Try not to make,
The same mistakes,
As man has made or you'll fall in that hole,
And you will see us changing our role.

Oh! look what is this creature down in that hole?
Some say they were called men.

Rip van ruben
You've been asleep for a hundred seconds
Now the whole world has changed
There's no home on the range
For rip van ruben

You've been asleep for a hundred minutes
Now you've woke and she's gone
All alone in a dark new dawn
Sits rip van ruben

Don't let it get you down
Hop on a tram and go up town
Watch a silent film
See the biplanes fly bye bye

Everything new and upside down
Pinching yourself through your dressing gown
Won't bring her back
But your bruise is real and black

Jump into bed and dream her back where she was
Dream you're frank l. richards and this is the great land of oz
When your alarm clock goes off
You will find that she has too!

Rip van ruben
You've been asleep for a hundred seconds
Now your whole world's turned round
And the house makes an empty sound for
Rip van ruben

Don't let it freak you out
You'll find another girl no doubt
And someday soon
Maybe man will reach the moon

Jump into bed and dream her back where she belongs
Dream you're fu manchu and she's a slave to your tongs
When all the past evaporates
You will find that she has too

Rip van ruben
You've been asleep for a hundred seconds
Now you've woke and she's gone
Instant desserts just for one
Rip van ruben

"papersnow"
From no talking just heads

(a. partridge, c. frantz, j. harrison, t. "blast" murray, t. weymouth)

Andy partridge: vocals, whistles and lyrics
Tina weymouth: backing vocals and bass guitar
Blast murray: guitar
Chris frantz: bongos, drums and loops
Jerry harrison: keyboards

[transcribed by troy peters <tpeters6@ix.netcom.com>]

Pink confetti, shotgun wedding
Rocket secrets someone's shredding
Nineteenth floor.

Laundry ticket that exploded
Joust with quaker pamphlet goaded
Into war.

Ankle deep we heroes amble
Ankle deep we wade
Ankle deep through someone else's
Ticker tape parade

Softly, softly, softly
Falls papersnow...
Softly, softly, softly
All of our works blow away...

Petals fell on petaluma
Till receipt from montezuma's
Burger hut.

Every day a billion dollars
Fall as black and white blue-collars
Plough their rut.

Softly, softly, softly
Falls papersnow...
Softly, softly, softly
All of our works blow away...

Ankle deep we heroes amble
Ankle deep we wade
Ankle deep through someone else's
Ticker tape parade

Jets folded from wall street journal
Shoot down cartons care of colonel's
Chicken ranch.

Kleenex where the guy's been cryin'
Goodbye note from girl who's flyin'
To new branch.

Softly, softly, softly
Falls papersnow...
Softly, softly, softly
All of our works blow away...

Letter that i'd meant to send you
To torpedo and up-end you
Sheet by sheet.

Tore up all the beg and bitter
Add them to the drift of litter
On your street.

Softly, softly, softly
Falls papersnow...
Softly, softly, softly
All of our works blow away...

Ankle deep we heroes amble
Ankle deep we wade
Ankle deep through someone else's
Ticker tape parade

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!

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.

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

Demo version, from mayor of simpleton single.
Released in 1989.
Four-track recording.

Though your heart desires the things that money can buy
Emptiness lies through the glass, i shield your eyes

There's nothing out there for you, my dear
There's nothing out there for you
Let me tell you about the good things
The good things

I know your head is full of big ideas
You ain't missing anything, have no fear

I have touched the grass so green on the other side
It will grieve you and deceive you with disguise

There's nothing out there for you, my dear
There's nothing out there for you
Let me tell you about the good things
The good things

I know you pine for things you see in magazines
That world brings heartache, now it's not real, believe me

Remember all of those good things
You know you can't buy all those good things

She likes it hot
She likes a tan
She steals my infra red when i'm gone
Oh no can it be
We're heading for a heatwave

Her legs are brown
A trace of rust
She's in love with a mkii deluxe
Oh no can it be we're heading for a heatwave

Her hair is bleached like it's been boiled
She browns herself in a sea of olive oil
And i come around and she's relaxing
In the conservatory

When your love's flown out the window,
And the pain comes through the door.
Once again you've missed the boat,
And you're stranded on the shore.
And you find out that what you had,
Was never yours at all,
Friends and lovers that you knew so well,
Will never take your calls.

So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Can't you see you're in your prime?
You're turning creases into lines.

If you play the game
You've got to be prepared to take a knock,
You get put down so many times,
But you keep on getting up.
So put your tears away,
And don't forget to worry is a crime,
Nothing bears thinking about too much,
You'll be old before your time.

So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Can't you see you're in your prime?
You're turning creases into lines.

The pool of tears you left to drown in,
The helping hands that never came,
The years you lost out to another,
All up in flames

So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Can't you see you're in your prime?
You're turning creases into lines.

Gather 'round!

Punch and judy,
Did it truly,
And were married in a haste,
In love, maybe,
Using the baby,
As a kind of romance paste,
She's grown fatter,
Her hair cut shorter,
Looks much older than nineteen,
He's a drinker,
Not a thinker,
Baby spoiled his could-have-been.

This must be make-believe,
This must be make-believe,
This must be make-believe,
'cos who do we know, dear, who acts like that?


Punch and judy.

Punch and judy,
In a semi,
On a brand new council plot,
Sunday lunchtime,
Beer-for-punch time,
While his dinner's far from hot,
She grows tired,
Cab is hired,
She goes round to see her friend,
He comes back late,
Fool is irate,
We will see his temper bend.

This must be make-believe,
This must be make-believe,
This must be make-believe,
'cos who do we know, dear, who acts like that?

Punch and judy,
In a quandary,
She's walked out, and he is mad.
Now he's grown up,
Can't smash home up,
Retribution must be had.
Punch and judy,
Had a baby,
Who brought them to married bliss.
Mr punch,,
Has drunken hunch,
That he must punish kid for this

This must be make-believe,
This must be make-believe,
This must be make-believe,
'cos who do we know, dear, who acts like that?

Punch and judy

Someone's knocking in the distance
But i'm deaf and blind
She's not expected home this evening
So i leave the world behind
For the vanishing girl
The vanishing girl
Yes she'd give you a twirl
But she vanishes from my world
So burn my letters and you'd better leave
Just one pint a day
The whole street's talking about my
White shirts looking so grey
People gossip on the doorstep
Think they know the score
She's giving him the runaround
The man from number four
Has a vanishing girl
A vanishing girl
Yes she'd give you a twirl
But she vanishes from my world
Yes the paint is peeling and my
Garden is overgrown
I got no enthusiasm to even answer the phone
When she's here it makes up for the time she's
Not and it's all forgotten
But when she goes i'm putting on the pose for
The vanishing girl

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

Officer blue,
Really love the things you do,
Even when i was just eight years.

Officer blue,
Is it true what they say?
That when you work you're still at play.

Oh officer blue,
I really love the things you do.
It's magical,
People in a human zoo.

Officer blue,
Cast a shadow on the wall,
But by torchlight even mice look tall.

Officer blue,
In a blaze of uniform,
And your stripes and badges to conform.

Officer blue,
Really love the things you do,
Even when i was just eight years old.

Officer blue,
Is it true what they say?
That when you work you're still at play.

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

So pale and precious is the light that will shine
Out of the windows in her head
So pale and precious like the sun as it climbs
Up every morning on her bed

If all of her moments were put down in a book
Then i could read it 'til i went blind
If all of the tears she cried flowed into a brook
Well than i'm sure it would taste like wine
Don't care what the others might say
As far as i'm concerned they can all fall apart
Fade away

So pale and precious is the light that will shine
Out of her perfumed golden hair
So pale and precious are the steps that i climb
Up to her room so bright and bare

If all of the things she said were flowers and tress
Well then her garden would always be green
If all of our time together fell on one day
It would be like every christmas there's been

Don't care what the others might say
As far as i'm concerned they can all fall apart
Fade away

Up she rises each and every morning
She blows the stars out of the sky
And lights the sun with her bright eyes

The smell of the pinecones
And the sea in her hair
Silver gentle

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.

The bar is crowded and bright
But inside i feel empty and decaying
The smoky air full of music and words
It's our record that is playing

Disque bleu is all that i hear
Songs that we loved now make me cry
Disque bleu brings only a tear
You were singing good
But you were singing your good-byes
To me tonight

The night is warm and the pavement
Below is a river of young lovers
A radio drifting in makes me hide
With my heart beneath the covers

Disque bleu is all that i hear
Songs that we loved now make me cry
Disque bleu brings only a tear
You were singing good
But you were singing your good-byes
To me tonight

You gave no indication
This was happening to us
You showed no hesitation
As you quickly waved
From your seat on the bus
That pulled away

Disque bleu is all that i hear
Songs that we loved now make me cry
Disque bleu brings only a tear
You were singing good
But you were singing your good-byes
To me tonight

You gave no indication
This was happening to us
You showed no hesitation
As you quickly waved
From your seat on the bus
That pulled away

My love explodes all over the world for you, yeah you
My love explodes in diamonds and pearls for you, just you

When the straight plastic bowler men
Grab your soul and pull you down down down
Call my name on your dream telephone
Catch a saucer and i'll be around
Blow 'em out of town
My love explodes

My love explodes like the stars up in space for you, yeah you
My love explodes with the whole human race for you, just you

When the walls are all closing in
And your paradise goes wrong wrong wrong
Spell my name on your pillow tonight
Catch a rainbow and i'll be along
Singing coloured songs
My love explodes

I've got people billions of people
Waiting here for bliss
All it takes to free these people
Is the power of a kiss, my love explodes

My love explodes all over the world for you, yeah you
My love explodes in diamonds and pearls for you, just you
My love explodes

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

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

I drank a rainbow but i could not get me drunk
All i could get me was blue,
Red round the eyes where i cried bout how green i'd been
Regarding you
And all the works you do
I took a jet plane but i could not get me gone
All i could get me was here,
Stuck in the dirt ankle deep, riches crashing in our atmosphere
No parachute hangs near

And i don't want to find myself this way again
I don't want to pick the thorny rose
I don't want to let love spoil the day again
But it may again, who knows
I don't wanna be here

I smoked a forest but i could not get me lost
All i could get me was found
Gretel skips home and i rode on my hands and knees upon the ground
Our candy house melts down

And i don't want to find myself this way again
I don't want to pick the thorny rose
I don't want to let love spoil the day again
But it may again, who knows

Swallowed a mountain, but i could not get me high
All i could get me was low
Really marked down in your sale of the century
And we all know
That everything must go

And i don't want to find myself this way again (i don't wanna...)
I don't want to pick the thorny rose
I don't want to let love spoil the day again
But it may again, who knows

(repeat)

I don't wanna be here
I don't wanna be here
(where'd you wanna be, who'd you wanna be with, where'd you wanna be)

I look out of my window at night
I see the stars and i'm filled with fright
I got a feeling someone's looking
It ain't the aliens at the foot of my bed
It's more the ale inside my head
I got a feeling something's cooking

Science friction burns my fingers
Electricity still lingers
Hey put away that ray, how do you martians say
I love you

I read my comics from front to back
I'll be ready for any attack
I got a feeling someone's looking

So, let's briefly summarize what we know, shall we?

The 50's
The 60's
The 70's
The 80's

Thank you, and goodnight.

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

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)

Pink confetti, shotgun wedding
Rocket secrets someone's shredding
Nineteenth floor.

Laundry ticket that exploded
Joust with quaker pamphlet goaded
Into war.

Ankle deep we heroes amble
Ankle deep we wade
Ankle deep through someone else's
Ticker tape parade

Softly, softly, softly
Falls papersnow...
Softly, softly, softly
All of our works blow away...

Petals fell on petaluma
Till receipt from montezuma's
Burger hut.

Every day a billion dollars
Fall as black and white blue-collars
Plough their rut.

Softly, softly, softly
Falls papersnow...
Softly, softly, softly
All of our works blow away...

Ankle deep we heroes amble
Ankle deep we wade
Ankle deep through someone else's
Ticker tape parade

Jets folded from wall street journal
Shoot down cartons care of colonel's
Chicken ranch.

Kleenex where the guy's been cryin'
Goodbye note from girl who's flyin'
To new branch.

Softly, softly, softly
Falls papersnow...
Softly, softly, softly
All of our works blow away...

Letter that i'd meant to send you
To torpedo and up-end you
Sheet by sheet.

Tore up all the beg and bitter
Add them to the drift of litter
On your street.

Softly, softly, softly
Falls papersnow...
Softly, softly, softly
All of our works blow away...

Ankle deep we heroes amble
Ankle deep we wade
Ankle deep through someone else's
Ticker tape parade

Thanks to erich sellheim <sellheim@zfn.uni-bremen.de>

I'm warning you
I'm warning you now
Look out people as it's the holy cow
It's the rotary
I told you 'bout the spinning top
And that's a dance you gotta drop
Because the rotary is in
The rotary, the rotary
The dance you've got to top is the brand-new spinning top
That's out, this is the rotary
The rotary
This is a thing that's definitely gonna make captain beefheart
And his magic band look bad
They thought they had it with the "blimp"
Well i'm talking to you about the rotary
People will be coming, will be twirling, twirling, twirling, twirling
The rotary
You can jump it, i can jump it
Everybody can jump it
Grab an armadillo, grab your husband, grab anybody
The rotary
The rotary, the rotary, oh, the rotary
It's the thing that's for me and you
Ooh, ooh, the rotary
I can see the precision
They're lining up, falling over
They're going crazy
They can't get enough of the rotary
Yes, siree
The rotary
Turning, turning, turning, turning...
You're burning, burning, burning...
With the rotary, ooh
Yes, siree
The rotary
I shouldn't want you to get this confused with any other dance craze
Because this is the one
Oh, the rotary
You'll be burning all your clothes
And you'll be burning all of your jewellery
You will be the rotary
It's nothing like anarchy
No, siree
It's, it's the rotary
The rotary, the rotary...
R.o.t.a.r.y.
Rotary, the rotary
You'll want to do it, do it with me
You'll want to do it, you can do it for free
The rotary
Go on terry, play the rotary
How do you think he got the second half of his name?
Terry is the last part of rotary
Drum it up, drum it up...

(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.

Here comes my neck
And here comes the axe
Covered my ears
Scared of the facts

I never dreamt that that was the answer i'd hear
I've been clocking up the courage to ask you all year
Now i'm really punchy with success

Because her answer was yes
To every little question i could ask her
Why her answer was yes
The pessimist in me expects disaster
But her answer was yes

Here comes my hand
Here

Hiding faces turning pages
Still they read and read
Double deckers full of smokers
Look who's gone to seed
Well the sun's getting higher
Think i'll take a flyer
The thought of it's causing me pain
Ooh! shiny cage
Talk a walk under the subway
See an old school chum
Window shopping for a short while
Then we'll have some fun
Well the shops closing early
Everywhere's deserted
Hello and down comes the rain
Oooh! shiny cage
We'll do the town tonight
I know some girls then stop off for a bite
No strings to tie my kite
Well living for the night
No way to spend a life -- ooh!

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

No one here available right now
Please leave your name and your number
Leave your name and your number we'll get back to you somehow
We're busy workin'!
No one here available right now
Please leave your message after the tone

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

Strange tales,
Scribbled on a uniform
Strange tails,
Scribbled down in cuneiform.

It had been written,
You had to get in.
You know a cat'll play,
You used to be a big mouse.

Strange tales, strange tails.

Strange tales,
Scribbled on the shelter walls.
Strange tails,
Scribbled as the idol falls.

It had been written,
You had to get in.
You know a cat'll play,
You used to be a big mouse.

Strange tales, strange tails

Oh, i need protection

Nothing is safe and,
Nothing is truly sacred,
If you want to stay alive,
Keep your body from the undertakers.

Sing out!

Oh, i need protection.

Have you ever had a threat?
Have you ever had [call / cold] [pause to make] stare?
You can see it on tv,
From the pleasing safety of your armchair.

Sing out!

Oh, i need protection.

When it slap you in the face,
Will you take [down] [far / barth] to consi?der
What will you do,
When he says to you, "stand, deliver"?

Will you take to your heels,
And fight to brazen your features?
Yeah, it won't go away,
With just one click of your fingers.

Sing out!

Oh, i need protection
Protection

Zap, pow pow zap
Zap, pap, pap, pap zap
Da da da da
Zap, pap pap zap
Pop, pop pop pop

There's something coming
Maybe a song or two
Can't stop from strumming
Can you feel it too?

I'm merely a man and i want
Nothing but love from you
I'm merely a man and i want
Nothing more than to do
What i want in the souls
Of the order

Love [in a write up]
[from an anything] daughter

It's another another [prodder]
From shaking skin house
[another podder]

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