"Ah, control, come in control, ah, we have wire And we need to know if you can help us out, like right now" "How many are you up by?" "Ah, that would
It's a glorious hour Say hello to the hate Tap into the Don't be afraid, don't run away Tap into the power I want it all, I want it all Tap into the
The shortest song in the universe Really isn't much fun It only has one puny verse . . . and then it's done!
I love you more than cheese I've been trying to think how to tell you, just what you mean to me By now I know very well you, are all that a mouse should
Listen to what the flower people say Listen, it's getting louder every day Listen, it's like a bolt out of the blue Listen, it could be calling now for
Well, I'm sittin' here beside the railroad track And I'm waitin' for that train to bring her back If she's not on the five-nineteen Then I'm gonna know
Well, you got the eyes and you got the lips With your long blond hair and your wild young hips You look like a million, including tips Well, I'm a busy
I ride cross the desert on my camel Over hills of sand What's that, I see in the distance? Only hills of sand There is no oasis in sight I'll have to
When I first laid eyes on county dunne I was green as the hills so high. But in later years the streets ran red with Blood neath the violet sky. I loved
Workin' on a sex farm Tryin' to raise some hard love Gettin' out my pitch fork Pokin' your hay Scratchin' in your hen house Sniffin' at your feedbag
Can't go back To London Can't go back To Swindon Can't go back To Waterloo Can't go back To Debra Can't go back To Sheila Can't go back To girls like
Stop wasting my time You know what I want You know what I need Or maybe you don't Do I have to come right Flat out and tell you everything? Gimme some
We came like babies From our home across the sea to see America An' the people opened up their arms To welcome us to America We came like children From
The window's dirty the mattress stinks This ain't no place to be a man I ain't got no future, I ain't got no past And I don't think I ever can The floor
Cups and cakes cups and cakes Oh what good things mother makes You've got to take tea won't you take it with me What a gay time it will be Cups and cakes
When the game has just been lost When the race has all been run When the storm has left your ship well tossed Ignore the coast Get your stars uncrossed
When the game has just been lost. When the race has all been run. When the storm has left your ship well-tossed... Ignore the coast. Get your stars uncrossed