Ahoy Breakdown

All My Friends Are Dead

All my friends are dead

They're not living

All my friends are dead

They're gone

All my friends are dead

They're not singing

the 'All My Friends Are Dead' song

All my friends are dead song

All My Friends Are Dead

Where did they go?

They disappeared overnight At the end of the show

I got excited, almost shed a tear

When I realised they had all disappeared

Got into a state, started to twiddle my thumbs

Scratched my head until the, kingdom come

Tried to work it out, in my head

Out on the blackboard write:

All my friends are dead

Living is hard

All my friends are dead

In the graveyard

All my friends are dead

On a tombstone

Ebenezer came home

All my friends are dead

Agatha, Homer, Esther and Fran

Todos son muertos

Todos pasaran

Science couldn't save them, but old age could

Dreaming and dying, under the hood

Every day and every night, every apology and every fight

They're not living, they're gone

They're not singing the 'All My Friends Are Dead' song

All my friends are dead...song

Life is a crime so the sentence is death

Solution is easy, just take your last breath

Take the roof, silence with a gun

Just do it in private, don't spoil the fun

Take my heart, tear it apart, I'm so creative won't you give me a star

Mutually hated, exclusively loathed

Scratching the surface of the itch deep above

I created a rule, ever since

Don't like or dislike, just play the fool

Cause you know you are, get it through your head

There's no talking to them, all my friends are dead

All my friends are dead

They're not living

All my friends are dead

They're gone

All my friends are dead

They're not singing

All my friends are dead

All my friends are dead song

Life is hard

In the graveyard

On a tombstone

Even Lisa came home

Agatha, Homer, Esther and Fran

Todos son muertos

Todos pasaran

They're not living

They're gone

They're not singing

The 'All My Friends Are Dead' song

All my friends are dead song

Big House

Thoughts are running through your head like

How long have I been in this bed?

How much of my life I’ll spend…eating, drinking, meeting ends?

Where have I been all my life?

What is the order of the sacrifice?

Who keeps pounding on my wall?

Selling trinkets at the market stall.

Building you a big house, where you can put all of your stuff

Listen to the sound of the crashing /passing train

Temple meads, Didcot Parkway

If you want to improve, be content to be thought a useless fool.

‘Cause who really knows where this might all lead, does it really matter don’t forget to call your mother

Chorus

Thoughts are running through your head like:

How long have I been in this bed?

How much of my life I’ll spend…eating, drinking, meeting ends?

Guns

I wrote a song the other day

It got into my hair, Wouldn’t fly away

I wrote a book about a fool

My pen ran dry I had so much to prune

Don’t cross people who own guns

I caught a fish the other day

But there are bigger fish than me, In the fishing industry

What do fish like to eat and drink?

Do they nibble on cheese, Red wine helps them think

Don’t cross people who own guns

Don’t die younger than your mum

I wash my hands, I wash my hands

I wash my feet, I wash my feet

I cut my nails and I grind my teeth

I woke up in the middle of the night, To get something to eat

I wrote a book about my life

It’s called the diary, And it was written with a spoon

The milk stains on the pages, Remind me of who I is

Don’t cross people who own guns

I wash my hands, I wash my hands

I wash my feet, I wash my feet

I cut my nails and I grind my teeth

I woke up in the middle of the night, To get something to eat

I woke up in another dimension

This is not your dimension my mind said

I looked around to see who's in charge

There was a coaster from Costa Rica

Don’t cross people who own guns

Don’t die younger than your mum

Strangers On A Train

Strangers on a train

Getting on and off again

No one looks you in the eye

Behind magazines they hide

Newspapers laying around

No one picks them off the ground

They just lay there getting torn

Plastic seats are getting worn

Strangers on a train

Strangers on a

Strangers on a train

The train stops we’re off to work

Trampling nuts into the dirt

Pushing all who pass us by

As you make your way towards the light

Take the escalator ride

Avoid a little exercise

Bag is banging off your side

Feels like a ton of bricks inside

Strangers on a train

Strangers on a

Strangers on a train

The end of the line

There comes a time

When you run out of steam

Do you know what I mean

Strangers on a train

Strangers on a

Strangers on a train

One more minute to go

Watch the clocks they tick so slow

We have finished for today

So put your books and pens away

No longer under control

Free your mind it’s time to roll

You can’t hold me against my will

Just like you I’ve got a life to fill

Strangers on a train

Strangers on a

Strangers on a train

The end of the line

There comes a time

When you run out of steam

Do you know what I mean

Strangers on a train

Strangers on a

Strangers on a train

Primitive (Pickle Song)

Watch me wiggle my way out of this

I'm such a worm in any given time and place

Watch me burrow behind my face

In the middle of an empty place

My mind, it's so blank

But it holds more treasure than a Rockefeller bank

My mind, it's so primitive

Keep it in a jar and pickle it

Like a monkey swinging on a vine

I can't communicate with satellites all the time

It makes me feel like I'm in love with you

Show your feelings at the local zoo

My mind, it's so blank

But it holds more treasure than a Rockefeller bank

My mind, it's so primitive

Keep it in a jar and pickle it

Keep it in a jar

Keep it in a jar and pickle it

And I was drinking with my friends last night

I just met John, John's a real nice guy

Could just hang out over at his

Bring your own or try the fridge

My mind, it's so blank

But it holds more treasure than a Rockefeller bank

My mind, it's so primitive

Keep it in a jar and pickle it

Totally Beige

The 80’s were so pink and gray

The 90’s totally beige

The 70’s mellow groove haze

The 90’s totally beige

The 60’s tie-dye

The 90’s totally beige

The 50’s lilac and chartreuse

The 90’s totally beige

Totally beige

Oprah and Jerry Springer flooded our TV’s

With crazy people with crazy thoughts

With crazy employees

Totally not cool

Totally out of control

Totally in your face

Totally made a fool

Totally beige

Fashion faux pas

Put your pants on the outside (repeat)

Totally beige

Your life – is totally beige

Your job – is totally beige

You food – is totally beige

Your mood – is totally beige

Cook

I’ve been framed, It wasn’t me

It was the bad guy, It was he

Get your skates on, lets go to the park

Tighten up your laces, keep off the grass

Mirror, magic mirror, who’s the fairest of them all

Save, spend, time and money have no end

Cook your food before it goes out of date

Spin, keep spinning around,

Don’t stop, don’t stop

Remember, nothing at all

Is better than remembering all

Cook your food, Before it goes out of date. Ooooohhhhhh

It’s gonna get hot

Hot as hell

Gonna wish you were freezing

Cold as hell

It’s gonna get loud,

Deafening loud,

So loud that silence

Is a conspiracy theory

Cook your food before it goes out of date

Space, outer space,

Beyond the stars and planets, there’s a place

You can hide, From the eyes

From the antenni, In the sky

Surgery by candlelight

Sweat is on your brow as you cut

Smoke, from the town gets into every orifice

Every poor mouth

Cook your food before you go out of date

Cook your food before it goes out of date

Trap

You are born after you die

Mothers milk baby cry

The terrible twos and you’re off to school

Kiss the easter bunny goodbye

Everything is a trap

Get a job when you leave school

Enter into the dating pool

You’ll meet someone you don’t know

Welcome to the Truman show

Everything is a trap

You bust your balls and burst your brain

Hustling through the subway train

Everyone you know travels too and fro

Counting seeds and beans they grow

No social media for a year

Absolutely in the clear

No dopamine hits

Scrolling through endless shit

The economy is your attention

Economy is…

Programming through the TV shows

For what reason Eddie Bernays knows

I could live just like the rich

Or I could starve in the cold

Everything is a trap

Steam

I was in stitches then I was healed

I was in crutches know how that feels

Lower the canopy block out the light

Like a solar eclipse at night

I could engineer a love song

Turn me into a love machine

Pick me up with some fine tuning

Turning all my energy into

Steam

I was in abundance always got what I want

Took a trip to Alice Springs dined in a mall

Lower the drawbridge must’ve taken and hour

Slowly eroding the town

I could engineer a love song

Turn me into a love machine

Pick me up with some fine tuning

Turning all my energy into

Steam

I looked you up and down when you first came to town

You were an ironing board I was a dreaming fool

Worked for the evening news that you read in the dark

Painting a rose with my heart

Superhero

I could be a superhuman being

I could be the man behind the mask

Shine a light to get all your attention

Disappear into a cloud of gas

This is where I'm at

I could be an iron lady

Build a suit that takes me to the moon

I could spread disease and cause disaster

In your living room

This is where I'm at

I can feel my very being being drawn into

The channel I'm watching

Or the one that's starting soon

What should I do?

I really like George Clooney

What should I do?

I really like Bill Murray too

I could be a hard boiled detective

I'd rather be a dirty rotten cop

Walk the streets at night undetected

In your neighborhood

This is where I'm at

Greatness is waiting

Your tears smell like

Developer of photographs

Your lips so dry and cold

They don’t lack water like they miss romance

Your hands I hold so tight

Hang too loose and I’ll lose my mind

My blues comes from

A full heart and an empty mind

What I really like to say

Gets camouflaged and locked away

But greatness is waiting

For all of us in our wake

By then it’s too late

All the laws that finds and feeds us

Blow you away

All the daydreaming has become a powerful tool

I’d like to show you what it's like to look at you

There’s too many ordinary

Orderly lines all in a row

But with you there are few

And in our hands we can lose control

Complete control

Lose control

Climbing up the stairs

The whale is beached up there

The child has grown now I am King Kong

Climbing up the stairs

The hurricane it blows

It blows inside my nose

The lemon tree contains the key to

Countless episodes

Climbing up the stairs

An unfinished song

Can’t be considered wrong

‘Cause it’s incomplete therefore you cant compete

With an unfinished melody

Climbing up the stairs

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Pirate

Illustrating John

Illustrating John he's got game on his mind

He's fine, he's fit, he's ready

He's got a loaded gun, he's taking out his son

Together they'll take aim steady

I find it hard to believe in innocence

Just as hard to believe in common sense

Can you see what I see?

It plays just like a B movie

Over and over again

Until I'm asleep by the end

Waiting in his home is his lover by the stove

Preparing a dish worth serving

Worthy of a king but still waiting

For the main ingredient

I find it hard to believe in innocence

Just as hard to believe in common sense

Can you see what I see?

It plays just like a B movie

Over and over again

Until I'm asleep by the end

But you are on the edge of your seat

You wanna see it again, you wanna pause and repeat

Can you continue if it's black and white

The sound is wrong, colours too bright

He who whispers down a well

When they've got some goods to sell

Will not earn as many dollars

As he who climbs a tree and hollers

He who whispers down a well

When they've got some goods to sell

Will not earn as many dollars

As he who climbs a tree and hollers

Can you see what I see?

It plays just like a B movie

Over and over again

Until I'm asleep by the end

But you are on the edge of your seat

You wanna see it again, you wanna pause and repeat

Can you continue if it's black and white

The sound is wrong, colours too bright

Can you see what I see?

It plays just like a B movie

Over and over again

Until I'm asleep by the end

But you are on the edge of your seat

You wanna see it again, you wanna pause and repeat

Can you continue if it's black and white

The sound is wrong, colours too bright

Job For Life

Well you got a job for life

You got company at night

Keeps the wolves from the door

The sacrifice blood spilled on the floor

Let's go back to our first meetings

Our first looks, our first emotions

And I'll wait for your reply

It's like that every time, now I need a job for life

A job for life

That went out with the Beatles

I don't stay at home at night

I'm out playing with needles

A job for life

That went out with the Beatles

I don't stay at home at night

I'm out playing with needles

Wearing suits and ties

Black shoes, contact eyes

Body moves and glides

A perfect CV, a perfect human being

HR department

Sciopero is a strike

Unions that exclude

They don't look out for you, their whole view is a job for life

A job for life

That went out with the Beatles

I don't stay at home at night

I'm out playing with needles

A job for life

That went out with the Beatles

I don't stay at home at night

I'm out playing with needles

A job for life

That went out with the Beatles

I don't stay at home at night

I'm out playing with needles

A job for life

That went out with the Beatles

I don't stay at home at night

I'm out playing with needles

A job for life

Miracle

To be friends forever

You need to learn how to drive

Won't get stuck going uphill

Or slide on steep declines

No need to be friends ever

No need for faction ties

No need to wear leather

Or get caught and skinned alive

We agreed that we were clever

But only a fool could think

That we were on another level

More like dancing on the brink

We were such a danger

But only to ourselves

How the books about behaviour

Just lay settled on the shelves

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

I see the surreal

But that's just how I feel

All twisted in orbits

An expression that is real

I may be just an object

But images can fool

What you read about the ladies

Is just one point of view

I am drawn from the stock

So herded and it hurts

The janitor is sleeping

While the dirt is hard at work

All abstract and shapeful

And colourful it reads

It would take a miracle

To hang your painting on me

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

Forty years ago

We were still heating kettles on the stove

Sold for scrap metal

Cos the process was too slow

Forty years from now

We'll look back and wonder how

We could live in such a way

Our ancestors were aliens

I'm drawn from the stock

So herded and it hurts

The janitor is sleeping

While the dirt is hard at work

All abstract and shapeful

And colurful it reads

It would take a miracle

To hang your painting on me

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

It would take a miracle

It is and it isn’t

People's ideas

No longer held at ransom

Quintessential

What do you call a rich gipsy?

The cream of the crap?

A lock for my room

Jarhead in the kingdom

Cause it is, it is, it is and it isn’t

It is, it is, it isn’t and it is

It is, it is, it is and it isn’t is it?

I thought you were thinking

But I guess I just thought wrong

I saw your eyes blinking

Maybe it was the colours of the room

Old black joe

And Tim Rose waving

In the long run

You’re better off saving

Cause it is, it is, it is and it isn’t

It is, it is, it isn’t and it is

It is, it is, it is and it isn’t is it?

Mister and Mister

Bong the pent-a-gong

Repeated offender

When will men's day come

Exceptional ants

Step on it

de gustibus non disputandum est

Cause it is, it is, it is and it isn’t

It is, it is, it isn’t and it is

It is, it is, it is and it isn’t is it?

Illusion

Be aware that no one shares your

Indecision

Living in this world of vision

Wherever you go there's no

Control over the reward for the

Way your name's displayed

I'm living in an illusion

It can be quite amusing

But usually confuses me

Layers that buried your hard work

Important to nobody

The more you learn, the less you tend to nod your head

Breaking free from the corporations

Swallowing this corrupt nation

Police vans on motorways with chequered flags being chased by thieves

I'm living in an illusion

It can be quite amusing

But usually confuses me

Hey, I'm relatively stable

Though the rock rolled off the table

And my power was disabled

I'm living in an illusion

It can be quite amusing

But usually confuses me

And hey, I'm relatively stable

Though the rock rolled off the table

And my power was disabled

Hey, I'm living in an illusion

It can be quite amusing

But usually confuses me

And hey, I'm relatively stable

Though the rock rolled off the table

And my power was disabled

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Somerville Dryden Brothers

Stop The Traffic

Congratulations!

For a job well done

Good luck to the future for whatever might com

Chip van, meat man, post box, city talks, detox, read on, stopping at the green man

Nice to, benign, vicious female, inhale, ex-husband choking lemon fresh

Congratulations!

For a job well done

Good luck to the future for whatever might come

Press release, handle with care, tie a knot, it’s rude to stare, colour in, make it in time, kick back, be kind, dial, from here on, lions, all alone, mating, shifting, create lightening

Congratulations!

For a job well done

Good luck to the future for whatever might come

Stop the traffic

Sewing, tanning, brushing, looking, pulling, trampoline, soaking, tear, lift off, laugh, stiff, giraffe, Kaptha, Pitha, Vatha

Congratulations!

For a job well done

Good luck to the future for whatever might come

Remember me

She’s got pale blue eyes

And a real mean streak in her

Takes me by surprise

As I’m leaving the disco

Do you remember me?

Like I remember you?

She had pale blue eyes

And butter wouldn’t melt in her

Took me by surprise

As she took everyone

Do you remember me?

Like I remember you?

Changed quite a bit but

You look just the same!

Recognize my friend?

She rings some kind of bell…

Has it really been so long?

We’ve been taking our time

Caught up in our daily ways

Look what life has brought on me

I screwed things up for good

Oh, I had it all

But that don’t make me worry

It’s just a passing comment

An itty bitty story

In this great big world of regret

Anything I’ve done

She does a little painting

And a little decorating

Spends most of her days

Out hand gliding

Guess You Win

Well we start from the end

Work our way back to the womb

Until the dark covers our face

And we wake, take a shower and

Shave. The people say

You need to get a good day's rest

So we sing a song of six sins

What you're thinking of

I guess you win

I get you in

I guess you win

I get you in

The rising sun is a signal that

The people need to get some sleep

So we stop what we're doing

Cover our eyes and sink into a

Deep memory of what is real

What you're thinking

I guess you win

I get you in

I guess you win

I get you in

Will you grieve for the great

And pray to the saints

That they would save a page in the history books

To write your name

And there you would remain

In black and white, hero of man

Until the day of my birth

The truth

I guess you win

I get you in

I guess you win

I get you in

I guess you win

Yeah, yeah, yeh, yeh, yeh

Hollywood

I don't want to go to Hollywood

Unless they pay me real good

I won't want them to change my style

My boyish charm for a five dollar smile

You say rich we may be

But power, no that's for me

No I don't want to go to Mexico

Cross that geographical line, no they just ain't my kind

You might get along with a bucket full of cash

But once that's gone you can kiss my ass

Oh rich we may be

But powerless to agree

Oh bitchy we may get

As we're cut off in the river's net

Cross that geographical line

I don't want to go inside my mind

'Cos I'm afraid of what I might find

I can't sit still watching the world go by

I want to be a part of the pantomime

You say rich we may be

But powerless to agree

Oh bitchy we my get

As we're cut off in the river's net

Net

It is and it isn’t

People's ideas

No longer held at ransom

Quintessential

What do you call a rich gipsy?

The cream of the crap?

A lock for my room

Jarhead in the kingdom

Cause it is, it is, it is and it isn’t

It is, it is, it isn’t and it is

It is, it is, it is and it isn’t is it?

I thought you were thinking

But I guess I just thought wrong

I saw your eyes blinking

Maybe it was the colours of the room

Old black joe

And Tim Rose waving

In the long run

You’re better off saving

Cause it is, it is, it is and it isn’t

It is, it is, it isn’t and it is

It is, it is, it is and it isn’t is it?

Mister and Mister

Bong the pent-a-gong

Repeated offender

When will men's day come

Exceptional ants

Step on it

de gustibus non disputandum est

Cause it is, it is, it is and it isn’t

It is, it is, it isn’t and it is

It is, it is, it is and it isn’t is it?

WORK

You gotta work, gotta work, gotta work, gotta work, gotta work, you got to work

Cause if you don’t, you don’t, you don’t, you don’t you don’t well you don’t

Then pretty soon, pretty soon, pretty soon, pretty soon, pretty soon pretty soon.

They’re gonna, They’re gonna, They’re gonna, They’re gonna, fix you

A pinch of salt of salt, little salt, a touch of salt , a little salt in the wound

You find it hard so hard so hard oh hard to change your tune

You take the rough the rough the rough the rough with the smooth

Take it off it on take all, it all on

You gotta work, gotta work, gotta work, gotta work, gotta work, you got to work

Cause if you don’t, you don’t, you don’t, you don’t you don’t well you don’t

Then pretty soon, pretty soon, pretty soon, pretty soon, pretty soon pretty soon.

They’re gonna, They’re gonna, They’re gonna, They’re gonna, fix you

A pinch of salt of salt, little salt, a touch of salt , a little salt in the wound

You find it hard so hard so hard oh hard to change your tune

You take the rough the rough the rough the rough with the smooth

Take it off it on take all, it all on

How many hours?

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8

Here’s to you and me

Would you like a drink?

I would like one too

Said the beautiful lady

Sitting opposite you

She was dressed rather nice

For the time of day

Said I don’t get out much so I dress up

At any opportunity

Pull the shutters down

Lock and bolt the doors

Oughta always help a lady with a ladies chore

Here’s to you and me

To this girl I just have met

Here’s to you and me

To this girl I do not know

Here’s to you and me

We didn’t talk

Just that warm glow

That comes from knowing something

That you both don’t show

Pull the shutters down

Lock and bolt the doors

Ought to always help a lady with a ladies chore

Here’s to you and me

To this girl I just have met

Here’s to you and me

A little trust

Goes a long way

When you meet someone for the first time

What do you expect them to say?

To be polite maybe a little shy

But not to bore me with their life story

That would be unwise

You need to keep

Some mystery

Not too many loving looks

Between her and me

Pull the shutters down

Lock and bolt the doors

Ought to always help a lady with a ladies chore

Here’s to you and me

To this girl I just have met

Here’s to you and me

Miracle

To be friends forever

You need to learn how to drive

Won't get stuck going uphill

Or slide on steep declines

No need to be friends ever

No need for faction ties

No need to wear leather

Or get caught and skinned alive

We agreed that we were clever

But only a fool could think

That we were on another level

More like dancing on the brink

We were such a danger

But only to ourselves

How the books about behavior

Just lay settled on the shelves

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

I see the surreal

But that's just how I feel

All twisted in orbits

An expression that is real

I may be just an object

But images can fool

What you read about the ladies

Is just one point of view

I am drawn from the stock

So herded and it hurts

The janitor is sleeping

While the dirt is hard at work

All abstract and shapeful

And colourful it reads

It would take a miracle

To hang your painting on me

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

Forty years ago

We were still heating kettles on the stove

Sold for scrap metal

Cos the process was too slow

Forty years from now

We'll look back and wonder how

We could live in such a way

Our ancestors were aliens

I'm drawn from the stock

So herded and it hurts

The janitor is sleeping

While the dirt is hard at work

All abstract and shapeful

And colurful it reads

It would take a miracle

To hang your painting on me

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

It would take a miracle

Fragile

What did you learn?

Living in this ghost town of a city

What did you learn?

In this waiting room sitting

That you can find better

The choices you make are so refined

What did you learn?

You get no recognition staring at the blind…

You’re so fragile you shatter into little pieces

Drown in shallow water

Like a child be overpowered

What did you learn, through the years of violence?

That no ones concerned

So you keep a suspicious SILENCE!

You can’t tell me that there’s nothing wrong

So what did you learn when the money’s burning

You’re so fragile you shatter into little pieces

Drown in shallow water

Like a child be overpowered

You’re so fragile

The t-shirts you wear say handle with care

Place you on my mantelpiece

Make sure you’re not someone that I miss…

Blinded by the shadows

You’re found hiding underneath the covers

Haunted by the hours

Trying to feel some sense of power

You’re so fragile you shatter into little pieces

Drown in shallow water

Like a child be over-powered

You’re so fragile

The t-shirts you wear say handle with care

Place you on my mantelpiece

Make sure you’re not someone that I miss…

Illusion

Be aware that no one shares your

Indecision

Living in this world of vision

[Verse 1b]

Wherever you go there's no

Control over the reward for the

Way your name's displayed

[Chorus 1]

I'm living in an illusion

It can be quite amusing

But usually confuses me

[Verse 2a]

Layers that buried your hard work

Important to nobody

The more you learn, the less you tend to nod your head

[Verse 2b]

Breaking free from the corporations

Swallowing this corrupt nation

Police vans on motorways with checkered flags being chased by thieves

[Chorus 2a]

I'm living in an illusion

It can be quite amusing

But usually confuses me

[Chorus 2b]

Hey, I'm relatively stable

Though the rock rolled off the table

And my power was disabled

[Instrumental]

[Chorus 3a]

I'm living in an illusion

It can be quite amusing

But usually confuses me

[Chorus 3b]

And hey, I'm relatively stable

Though the rock rolled off the table

And my power was disabled

[Chorus 3c]

Hey, I'm living in an illusion

It can be quite amusing

But usually confuses me

[Chorus 3d]

And hey, I'm relatively stable

Though the rock rolled off the table

And my power was disabled

Illustrating John

Illustrating John he's got game on his mind

He's fine, he's fit, he's ready

He's got a loaded gun, he's taking out his son

Together they'll take aim steady

I find it hard to believe in innocence

Just as hard to believe in common sense

Can you see what I see?

It plays just like a B movie

Over and over again

Until I'm asleep by the end

Waiting in his home is his lover by the stove

Preparing a dish worth serving

Worthy of a king but still waiting

For the main ingredient

I find it hard to believe in innocence

Just as hard to believe in common sense

Can you see what I see?

It plays just like a B movie

Over and over again

Until I'm asleep by the end

But you are on the edge of your seat

You wanna see it again, you wanna pause and repeat

Can you continue if it's black and white

The sound is wrong, colours too bright

He who whispers down a well

When they've got some goods to sell

Will not earn as many dollars

As he who climbs a tree and hollers

He who whispers down a well

When they've got some goods to sell

Will not earn as many dollars

As he who climbs a tree and hollers

Can you see what I see?

It plays just like a B movie

Over and over again

Until I'm asleep by the end

But you are on the edge of your seat

You wanna see it again, you wanna pause and repeat

Can you continue if it's black and white

The sound is wrong, colours too bright

Can you see what I see?

It plays just like a B movie

Over and over again

Until I'm asleep by the end

But you are on the edge of your seat

You wanna see it again, you wanna pause and repeat

Can you continue if it's black and white

The sound is wrong, colours too bright

Miracle

To be friends forever

You need to learn how to drive

Won't get stuck going uphill

Or slide on steep declines

No need to be friends ever

No need for faction ties

No need to wear leather

Or get caught and skinned alive

We agreed that we were clever

But only a fool could think

That we were on another level

More like dancing on the brink

We were such a danger

But only to ourselves

How the books about behavior

Just lay settled on the shelves

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

I see the surreal

But that's just how I feel

All twisted in orbits

An expression that is real

I may be just an object

But images can fool

What you read about the ladies

Is just one point of view

I am drawn from the stock

So herded and it hurts

The janitor is sleeping

While the dirt is hard at work

All abstract and shapeful

And colourful it reads

It would take a miracle

To hang your painting on me

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

Forty years ago

We were still heating kettles on the stove

Sold for scrap metal

Cos the process was too slow

Forty years from now

We'll look back and wonder how

We could live in such a way

Our ancestors were aliens

I'm drawn from the stock

So herded and it hurts

The janitor is sleeping

While the dirt is hard at work

All abstract and shapeful

And colurful it reads

It would take a miracle

To hang your painting on me

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

It would take a miracle

It would take

It would take a miracle

Remember me

She’s got pale blue eyes

And a real mean streak in her

Takes me by surprise

As I’m leaving the disco

Do you remember me?

Like I remember you?

She had pale blue eyes

And butter wouldn’t melt in her

Took me by surprise

As she took everyone

Do you remember me?

Like I remember you?

Changed quite a bit but

You look just the same!

Recognize my friend?

She rings some kind of bell…

Has it really been so long?

We’ve been taking our time

Caught up in our daily ways

Look what life has brought on me

I screwed things up for good

Oh, I had it all

But that don’t make me worry

It’s just a passing comment

An itty bitty story

In this great big world of regret

Anything I’ve done

She does a little painting

And a little decorating

Spends most of her days

Out hand gliding

Guess You Win

Well we start from the end

Work our way back to the womb

Until the dark covers our face

And we wake, take a shower and

Shave. The people say

You need to get a good day's rest

So we sing a song of six sins

What you're thinking of

I guess you win

I get you in

I guess you win

I get you in

The rising sun is a signal that

The people need to get some sleep

So we stop what we're doing

Cover our eyes and sink into a

Deep memory of what is real

What you're thinking

I guess you win

I get you in

I guess you win

I get you in

Will you grieve for the great

And pray to the saints

That they would save a page in the history books

To write your name

And there you would remain

In black and white, hero of man

Until the day of my birth

The truth

I guess you win

I get you in

I guess you win

I get you in

I guess you win

Yeah, yeah, yeh, yeh, yeh

Hollywood

[Verse 1]

I don't want to go to Hollywood

Unless they pay me real good

I won't want them to change my style

My boyish charm for a five dollar smile

[Chorus 1]

You say rich we may be

But power, no that's for me

[Verse 2]

No I don't want to go to Mexico

Cross that geographical line, no they just ain't my kind

You might get along with a bucket full of cash

But once that's gone you can kiss my ass

[Chorus 2a]

Oh rich we may be

But powerless to agree

[Chorus 2b]

Oh bitchy we may get

As we're cut off in the river's net

[Instrumental]

[Middle Bit]

Cross that geographical line

[Verse 3]

I don't want to go inside my mind

'Cos I'm afraid of what I might find

I can't sit still watching the world go by

I want to be a part of the pantomine

[Chorus 3a]

You say rich we may be

But powerless to agree

[Chorus 3b]

Oh bitchy we my get

As we're cut off in the river's net

Net

Here’s to you and me

Would you like a drink?

I would like one too

Said the beautiful lady

Sitting opposite you

She was dressed rather nice

For the time of day

Said I don’t get out much so I dress up

At any opportunity

Pull the shutters down

Lock and bolt the doors

Oughta always help a lady with a ladies chore

Here’s to you and me

To this girl I just have met

Here’s to you and me

To this girl I do not know

Here’s to you and me

We didn’t talk

Just that warm glow

That comes from knowing something

That you both don’t show

Pull the shutters down

Lock and bolt the doors

Ought to always help a lady with a ladies chore

Here’s to you and me

To this girl I just have met

Here’s to you and me

A little trust

Goes a long way

When you meet someone for the first time

What do you expect them to say?

To be polite maybe a little shy

But not to bore me with their life story

That would be unwise

You need to keep

Some mystery

Not too many loving looks

Between her and me

Pull the shutters down

Lock and bolt the doors

Ought to always help a lady with a ladies chore

Here’s to you and me

To this girl I just have met

Here’s to you and me

Steam

I was in stitches then I was healed

I was in crutches know how that feels

Lower the canopy block out the light

Like a solar eclipse at night

I could engineer a love song

Turn me into a love machine

Pick me up with some fine tuning

Turning all my energy into

Steam

I was in abundance always got what I want

Took a trip to Alice Springs dined in a mall

Lower the drawbridge must’ve taken and hour

Slowly eroding the town

I could engineer a love song

Turn me into a love machine

Pick me up with some fine tuning

Turning all my energy into

Steam

I looked you up and down when you first came to town

You were an ironing board I was a dreaming fool

Worked for the evening news that you read in the dark

Painting a rose with my heart

Steam

I was in stitches then I was healed

I was in crutches know how that feels

Lower the canopy block out the light

Like a solar eclipse at night

I could engineer a love song

Turn me into a love machine

Pick me up with some fine tuning

Turning all my energy into

Steam

I was in abundance always got what I want

Took a trip to Alice Springs dined in a mall

Lower the drawbridge must’ve taken and hour

Slowly eroding the town

I could engineer a love song

Turn me into a love machine

Pick me up with some fine tuning

Turning all my energy into

Steam

I looked you up and down when you first came to town

You were an ironing board I was a dreaming fool

Worked for the evening news that you read in the dark

Painting a rose with my heart

Ahoy Breakdown

All My Friends Are Dead

Big House

Guns

Strangers On A Train

Primitive (Pickle Song)

Totally Beige

Cook

Trap

Steam

Superhero

Greatness is waiting

Climbing up the stairs

Pirate

Illustrating John

Job For Life

Miracle

To be friends forever

It is and it isn’t

Illusion

Somerville Dryden Brothers

Stop The Traffic

Remember me

Guess You Win

Hollywood

It is and it isn’t

WORK

Here’s to you and me

Miracle

Fragile

Illusion

Illustrating John

Miracle

Remember me

Guess You Win

Hollywood

Here’s to you and me

Steam

Steam

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