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My parents knew these people who
For all their faults were very nice;
They owned a farm whose "olde worlde" charm
Earned it the name of "paradise".

We came to stay one holiday,
We played croquet and burned our arms;
But i was charmed and lost for words,
When first i heard the birds of paradise farm.

Singing gay songs all the day long,
Making love to the dinner gong,
Wondering when their human friend
Would come to feed them.

I looked in the trees and in the air,
I searched the eaves of disused barns
Till finally, to my despair,
I found the caged birds in paradise farm.

Singing gay songs all the day long,
Making love to the dinner gong,
Wondering why their tiny lives
Should be spent behind iron bars.

Now "leonardo da vinci",
"st. francis of assisi"...
But "neil hannon of the see house, fivemiletown"-
Well, it doesn't sound quite right somehow!

Singing gay songs all summer long,
Making love to the dinner gong,
Wondering when their human friend
Would come to free them.

When the last day came, i took my time.
They called my name, and revved the car;
"when nature calls you must reply", they laughed,
Waving goodbye to paradise farm.

My lovely horse, running through the field
Where are you going, with your fetlocks blowing in the wind?

I want to shower you with sugar lumps, and ride you over fences
Polish your hooves every single day, and bring you to the horse dentist

My lovely horse, you're a pony no more
Running around with a man on your back, like a train in the night...

Humpty-dumpty got so drunk he thought that he could sing
Now every rag and glossy mag thinks he's the next big thing
Watch the floodgates swinging open
Now the heart of rock and roll is broken

Mary, mary, only rarely have i heard such shit
But still the djs give you three plays every nine minutes
Shall the truth be left unspoken
Now the heart of rock and roll is broken?

Jack and jill popped every pill till every thrill was gone
They looked inside and could not find the will to carry on
My worst fears have re-awoken:
Now the heart of rock and roll is broken

Amery was bored, as he
Was usually in the countryside:
He'd walk alone, reciting poe,
Returning home through the failing light.
One day, he'd gone some miles along
A new road, when on an old man's bad advice
He left to cross the woods, but just
Got totally lost, and then


The maryland electric rainstorm broke
Over his head, making him wet, upset, then
The maryland electric rainstorm broke everything
Soaked through his skin, into his heart and soul


Suddenly, no more trees

Too young to die, but too old to survive
I've spent too long trying to write this song
The tune is okay, but the words are all wrong
Maybe it's time for a change

I've lived a lie since the day i arrived
Building my dreams

They sit, and watch the clouds go by
And make believe it's irish skies

They love the sun, but pray for rain
They drink to take away the pain
The london streets are paved with gold
For the london irish

You gain the world and you lose your soul
Well if your picture is seen on the cover of every magazine
And every tv screen, will there be anything left
Of the london irish?

They say they will return again,
But they won't say exactly when...

Radioactivity
Is in the air for you and me
Radioactivity
Discovered by madame curie
Radioactivity

Tune in to the melody

Radio aktivität
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I told the stars above about the one i love
I told the morning sun, yeah i'm telling everyone
I told my mum and dad, they seemed to understand
And i'll get through to you if it's the last thing that i do

Everybody knows that i love you
Everybody knows that i need you
Everybody knows that i do except you

I told all of my friends again and again and again
I drove them round the bend so now you're my only friend
I told the passers by, i made a small boy cry
And i'll get through to you if it's the last thing that i do

Everybody knows i live for you
Everybody knows i adore you
Everybody knows that it's true except you

Priests and fools say
We are but animate clay
Rude vessels
Housing immortal souls

But the dead only quickly decay
They don't go about being born and reborn
And rising and falling like souffl

I know you've tried
I know you've cried
I know you've died a little inside, but...

Baby you could be famous
You could see your marble face all around
Baby you could be famous
If you could just get out of this town
Just get out of this town now

Baby you could be famous
You could sell the world a new look and sound
Baby you could be famous
If you could just get out of this town
Just get out of this town now

You sold your soul to rock 'n' roll
Gave up control
But here's your loophole:

You are the queen of every scene
You are the king of everything

Summer, summer, summer slowly turned into fall
Me and my baby doll never went to the beach
Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere was a place we could run
On the sand with the sun always just out of reach

Somewhere sunny summer's marching to a different drummer, singing
"summer, summer, summer's gonna turn into fall,
You and your baby doll better go to the beach"

'cos love is lighter than air
It floats away if you let go
Love is lighter than air
Rising through the falling snow.

A crime, crime, crime, sin and illness is time
Neither reason nor rhyme can obstruct his bad dance
The nasty little swine slipped us mickeys in wine
Wove his hair into twine and then tied up our hands
We're forced to watch him wriggle
And endure his fulsome giggle
And his mime, mime, mime,
Unforgivable mime

You're so transparent, i can guess without question
You need something or other to cover your expression
I bought you some sunspecs from the local hipsters' store
I need you more or less, you need me more and more

I'm so transparent, you can guess without question
I need something or other to cover my expression
Buy me some sunspecs, the kind of ones you wore
From the local hipsters' store
You need me more or less, i need you more and more

I could be a smack freak
And hate society
I could hate god
And blame dad
I might be in a holocaust
Hate hitler
Might not have a child
And hate school
I could be a sad lover
And hate death
I could be a neuro
And hate sweat
No
I hate my way

I make you in to some
I can't rise above the church
I'm caught in a jungle
Vines tangle my hands
I'm always so hot and it's hot in here
I say it's all right

My pillow screams too
But so does my kitchen
And water
And my shoes
And the road
I have a gun in my head
I'm invisible
I can't find the ice

A slug
I'm tv
I hate

A boy was tangled in his bike forever
A girl was missing two fingers
Gerry ann was confused
Mr. huberty
Had a gun in his head

So i sit up late in the morning
And ask myself again
How do they kill children?
And why do i want to die?
They can no longer move,
I can no longer be still...