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.

Blue overall
Overall the rooftops blue birds fly apart
Blue overall
Overall the bones that cage this stupid heart

Got blues drawing crosses on my front door
Blues a'bringing buckets 'round the back
Blues trying to push me from me white fence
And tar me a darker bluey black

For all this time
I really thought you loved me
For all this time
You only rubber gloved me

Blue overall
Overall my anvil gives no further sparks
Blue overall
Overall my fears swim hammer headed sharks

Got blues drinking beer out in the kitchen
Blue dog is barking to be fed
Got blues spilling wine upon me heartrug
They're holding a party in my head

For all this time
I really thought you loved me
For all this time
You merely went and shoved me

I tried to lose myself in labour
The more i push the mirth
I'm giving birth to a baby's turning

Blue overall
Feeling blue overall
All over i'm turning blue

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

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

The urge to take you grows more strong
For time had made me wait too long
Each watch i smash apart
Just adding to my power
Each watch i smash apart
Just bringing near the hour
Of 25 o'clock, that's when you're going to be mine
25 o'clock, we'll be together 'til the end of time
At 25 o'clock

The ticking seconds hear them call
My spell of hours will make you fall
Each timer that i break
Will halt the flowing sands
Each timer that i break
Will put you in my hands
At 25 o'clock, that's when you're going to be mine
25 o'clock, we'll be together 'til the end of time
At 25 o'clock

Each watch i smash apart
Just adding to my power
Each watch i smash apart
Just bringing near the hour
Of 25 o'clock

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

"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

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

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

Hey goosey goosey
I believe it's for having fun
Hey goosey goosey
I believe it's for everyone.

One red morning
With no warning
Life comes crashing in
To wake you early with its golden din.

One blue evening
Cruelly leaving
It goes breezing out
The very second that you figure it out
What it's all for.

Everybody has a magic lantern
Everybody has an inner eye
Everybody has a magic carpet
Seems a shame if you don't let it fly
Tell you why

Hey goosey goosey...

Some bright daytime
Worker's playtime
You get country-bound
Pick your girl up
So you're all pinned down

Some dark nighttime
Final frighttime
As the reaper knocks
The wisdom of the ancients in a box
But it's too late

Everybody has a magic lantern...

Hey goosey goosey...

Yes i do

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

Am i the kind of girl who could be your boyfriend
Am i the kind of jill who could play with jacks
Am i the kind of girl who could be your boyfriend
The kind of screw that your toolbox lacks

Put on the shoes, come let's go bend the rules
We'll kiss and make up, showing them all
They're straight-laced fools

I'm the kind of girl who could be your boyfriend
Am i the kind of woman who could be your man

Let's twist it up
Let's fix it up
Let's bend it up
C'mon now
Let's send it on up

Am i the kind of girl who could be your boyfriend
Am i the kind of belle who could be your beau
Am i the kind of girl who could be your boyfriend
The kind of buck who could spend your dough

Tear up the ticket, who needs that show tonight
Tear up the ticket, i'll be the groom
And honey you'll be the bride in white

I'm the kind of girl who could be your boyfriend
Am i the kind of girl who could be your man

Let's twist it up
Let's send it up
Let's bend it up
C'mon now
Let's fix it up

La la la la la la la
Am i the kind of girl who could be your boyfriend
Am i the kind of girl who could be your man
Am i the kind of girl who could be your boyfriend
Am i the kind of girl who could be your man

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

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.

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.

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?

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.

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)

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

Pubs and clubs and opening hours
Was all he knew
One arm bandits and affiliated members
Women taboo
Had his own tankard
And the evening standard
And a trophy from darts
That he kept over the bar
He'd nothing to fear
He had his beer
B-e-e-r!
Then came her
Through the blur
Then came she
Made him see
He saw the light before he'd finished his pint
She saved him from the biggest crime in life
They hated her
They said you'll never see him again
Got a mortgage 'round his neck
And eight screaming kids
But his seat's always here if he wants it

Have you seen jackie?
He's a strange strange strange little girl
Make up on his face and his hair in curls
Have you seen jackie?
She's a strange strange strange little boy
Her long black beard is her pride and joy

And all the children follow him around
And all the grownups try to drag her down
So we sing
Hey, leave jackie alone
Hey, his pigeons have flown
Hey, she's never at home at all these days
Leave jackie alone

Have you seen jackie?
He's an odd odd odd little fish
To fly around is his only wish
Have you seen jackie?
She's a queer queer queer little bird
Shy and quiet neither scene nor herd

And all the rats will follow him around
The dogs and cats will chase her from the town
And we sing
Hey, leave jackie alone
Hey, his mind is all blown
Hey, she's not on the phone at all these days
Leave jackie alone
Jackie couldn't decide if he was a girl
Or if she was a boy
Have you seen jackie?

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

Keep your fingers busy
Mentally or physically
What four-letter word
D'you know like ...

Look at me smile
Look at me doing their
Work
Y'see me shuffle in the dirt
My how i sweat
But i don't mind
Cause it's work
You got me rolling up my shirt

There's all my old friends
Sat by the fountain drinking beer
Their days have no starts and no ends
They drift into pub nights with no
Promise for tomorrow

All that they want is some
Work
Work
Look at me smile
Look at me polish these
Tools
Am i breaking all the rules?
A cycle like that
I don't want to be late for school
Well it's night school

Now all my new friends
Sit in their [site] huts drinking tea
My day has no start and no ends
Drifts into whole nights in my
Coffin by the fireside

Bugger this game
I know who's to blame
And that's
Work
Aw, work

Keep your fingers busy
Mentally or physically
What four-letter word
D'you know like

Oh! work, work
Oh! work, work

I'm back with my old friends
Sat by the brunel drinking beer
Don't want this to ever end
We're living in fear of being
Mizzled by a new myth

Work
I don't want to go to work
Work
I don't want to go to work

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

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

When we're laying in bed
And we're laying in love
You and the blackness
Fit me like a velvet glove
That's why i go crazy
When you flick on your lamp
I'm dreaming

Hang on to the night
Hang on to the night
Hang on to the night
I don't want to see
That dawn light
Burn your window

When we're feeling drunk
In a city park
Put away that torch
I'm changed in the dark

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)

Wait till your boat goes down
That's when you'll need me most
Wait till your boat goes down
And you're washed up on some foreign and
Unfamiliar coast

Yachting's fine
Sailing round and round in social circles
In a sea of diamonds and wine
Wait till you need a shoulder
A girl's best friend's not any consolation
When you're that much older

Skiing's grand
Drawing classic lines around the millionaires
And moneymen from switzerland
Wait till you need a shoulder
A girl's fox furs won't warm your heart
When you're that much older

And if you're late and man he sees you when you're young and looking good
Watch the big fish swim right out to take the bait you offered like you
Knew they would
Too much caviar only points to middle aged spread
There won't be room for many playboys in your single bed

Wait till your boat goes down
That's when you'll need me most
Wait till your boat goes down
And you're washed up!

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

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.

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

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

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

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

On a hanging garden ------
----------- [babylon seat]
------------- [baby batters]
----------------------- [weak]
---------- [hope you be great]
And the children have said their backbones
Will hurt you if you think

For there is a doll's arm
Floating in the scum
And it's calling you over
While it's calling you a bum
And it beckons you to frown
And it beckons you to brown
And it thinks it's found a
Chance to build another real
Motorcycle landscape

The only thing that watches there
-----------[nails] are bloody red
On a -------------------------
[come to] ----------- are dead
All that we can read while
---------- are girlie magazines
For their [jest] they're save your wrapper
Girls aren't in their teens

[billions can sleep while hold to]
[fields of meanless wire]
Do the kids in----------------------
------------- on the fire]
[though ------ to marriage
[stabbed of broken bliss]
[shade ---------------------
[some them were] like this

For there is a doll's arm floating in the scum
And it's calling you over while it's calling you a bum
Motorcycle landscape

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.

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]

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