bed A week at least, a week or three But that would drive me crazy My lawyer said my case is weak The witnesses refuse to speak And you're up against a hanging judge and
they sigh with disappointment And when they leave Do they have regrets? Is a sofa as happy in one corner As it is in another And how does the room feel
soon Am I the only one tuned in to Luxembourg tonight Do they only programme music to accompany my cough Lousy words and drab percussion Fading in and
Ten Commandments, Mother just like I said we would but somebody broke our compass, Mother and the water is no good And Beau said it was sabotage so I laughed at him and
Early warning Stranger on the radar Ripple in the wavelength Leave it in the hands of fate Nobody noticed the difference in the readout The sadness in
got off the train and checked the correct time at a station between Bristol and London and stopped to phone A's boss, man C to double check A would be there to meet him and
the Quizmaster-man call it a booby prize `cos nobody wanted to know If they auctioned my heart would you open the bidding? Or would you stand at the back and
feeling ragged as a scrubber's tights Must have had too much to paint Last night's routine Art school canteen Art school canteen Art school canteen Come in late and
the smell of her cologne Then she rose up out of nowhere and her hair was full of steam and she stuck her head out the window and screamed and screamed
Don't have no penpal to write to Don't have no Pentel to write with Don't have no pencil to bite through GROUP LIFE Recording - Mono - 4 Track - 8 Track
We're all working in a hit Factory We're all working in a hit Factory We're all working in a hit Factory We're all working in a hit Factory We're all
cannonball And the knees buckled And stayed bent And the laughs came And the nerve went And "Dirty Jew" Was written on the blackboard Fourth form atrocities Punchbag Come and
you're waiting For Mister Right Am I wrong? Let's pull over Please let's pull over And discuss the ramifications Of a lasting and complex relationship Like mature and
A public face.................. A private eye.................. A patent shoe.................. A wider belt.................. A deeper sigh..................
're dead" and truth is stranger than fiction Truth is stranger than fiction I find myself designing rooms that Never let the light in With no way in and
the room ready for Ralph? The room is ready for Ralph, Ralph, the room is ready for Ralph the room is ready for Ralph we've readied the room Ralph and
and beans and chips milkshakes, clambakes, fondue & dips and sauces, horses, 17 courses of barbequed beef with asparagus tips rashers of bacon, bagels and lox and
I should have told you all I wanted was to have some fun but you wanted me to be the permanent one yes you did Now when we're in the movies or the back