September 17th, for a girl I know it's mothers day, Her son has gone alee, and that's where he will stay, Wind on the weathervane, tearing blue eyes sailor mean, As Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain, for a boy in fiddlers green, His tiny knotted heart, well I guess it never worked too good, A timber tore apart, and the water gorged the wood, You can hear her whispered prayer, for men at mass that always lend, The same wind that moves her hair, moves a boy through fiddlers green, Nothing's changed anyway, ah nothing's changed anyway, ah anytime, today, He doesn't know a soul, and there's nowhere that he's really been, But he won't travel on alone, no not in fiddlers green, Balloons all filled with rain, as children's eyes turn sleepy mean, And Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain, for a boy in fiddlers green.
Postmen Do Not Great Movie Heroes Make
You're not in business to be popular, It's become so much about personality, I would regard the theatre as the greatest of all art forms, The most immediate way in which a human being can share with another, the sense of what appears to be the human being, First of all I choose the great roles, And if none of these come, I choose the ones that pay the rent, It was like an unfinished business in my life, Wherever I went people would say "you would have made a great James Bond", Yes Lets face it, postmen do not great movie heroes make, The imagination, the industry and intelligence, the three I's, out the door, Do not try to push your way through the Rembrandts of the profession, But do your up most to find an entry into the world of media, There is the same surge of adrenalin you get just in front of the camera lens, We have lost our sense of ritual and ceremony, We blame the artists for not finding them for us, Actors often behave like children, and so they're taken for children, Such is an actors life, Lets face it, postmen do not great movie heroes make, They tramp discontently through the neighborhood, And the only matter of contact with fellow human beings, Tends to be, tends to be reading names and addresses off an envelope, It is a great job, There is the same surge of adrenalin, you get just before the camera lens, Okay if I wasn't an actor I'd be a secret agent
Sunny Afternoon
The tax man's taken all my dough, And left me in my stately home, Lazing on a sunny afternoon, I can't even sail my yacht, He's taken everything I've got, All I've got's this sunny afternoon, Oh save me, save me, save me, from this squeeze, I got a big fat mama tryna break me, And I love to live so pleasantly, live this life of luxury, Lazing on a sunny afternoon, In the summertime, in the summertime, in the summertime, My girlfriend's run off with my car, And gone back to her ma and pa, Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty, Now I'm sitting here, sipping at my ice cold beer, All I've got's this sunny afternoon. Oh help me, help me, help me, sail away, Oh give me two good reasons, why I oughtta stay, Cos I love to live so pleasantly, live this life of luxury, Lazin' on a sunny afternoon, In the summertime, in the summertime, in the summertime. Oh save me, save me, save me, from this squeeze, I got a big fat mama tryna break me, And I love to live so pleasantly, live this life of luxury, Lazing on a sunny afternoon, In the summertime, in the summertime, in the summertime
Positively 4th Street
You've got a lot of nerve, to say you are my friend, When I was down, you just stood there grinning, You've got a lot of nerve, to say you've got a helping hand to lend, You just wanna be on the side that's winning, You say I let you down, you know it's not like that, If you're so hurt why then don't you show it? You say you've lost your faith but that's not were it's at, You had no faith to lose, and you know it, I know the reason, that you talk behind my back, I used to be among the crowd your in with, Do you take me for such a fool, to think I would make contact? The one who tries to hide, what you don't know to begin with, You see me on the street, you always act surprised, You say "how are you?, good luck" but you don't mean it, When you know as well as me, you'd rather see me paralyzed, Why don't you just come out once and scream it? No I do not feel that good, I see the heart-breaks you embrace, If I was a master thief, perhaps I'd rob them, And though you're satisfied with your position and your place, Don't you understand it's not my problem? I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes, And just for that one moment I could be you, Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes,
You'd know what a drag it is to see you
In My Day
Old sailor walked my way, Sipped his pint and told me about his day, hey hey, Said "son times have changed and nothing ever seems to stay the same", hey hey, You've got your wide-screen sets, Your dead cert bets, Wine, women, song and dance, Always practice safe sex, Think you call it fast food, High percent booze, Porta-bubble phones, Got your hair like Keith Moon, In my day, no-one searched through my turn ups, In my day, no-one stole from their neighbours, In my day, catch a film, you've got some pay left, In my day, hey, hey Old sailor walked away, Left me to think how much the days have changed, hey, hey, And I realized after a while, He'd robbed me blind and slipped away, hey, hey, He nicked my twelve quid watch, My left foot sock, Flicked ash in the pocket of my stay pressed slacks, Said the days haven't changed, exactly the same, Take away the change, same day, same ways, In my day, no-one searched through my turn ups, In my day, no-one stole from their neighbours, In my day, catch a film, you've got some pay left, In my day, hey, hey, hey hey
Something In The Way
Underneath the bridge, the tap has sprung a leak, And the animals I've trapped, well, they've all become my pets,
And I'm living off the grass, and drippings from my ceiling, It's ok to eat fish, cos they don't have any feelings, Something in the way, mmm, Something in the way, yeah mmm, Something in the way, mmm, Something in the way, yeah mmm, Something in the way, mmm, Something in the way, yeah mmm, Underneath the bridge, the tap has sprung a leak, And the animals I've trapped, well, they've all become my pets, And I'm living off the grass, and drippings from my ceiling, It's ok to eat fish, cos they don't have any feelings, Something in the way, mmm, Something in the way, yeah mmm, Something in the way, mmm, Something in the way, yeah mmm, Something in the way, mmm, Something in the way, yeah mmm, Something in the way, mmm, Something in the way, yeah mmm
The Old Laughing Lady
Don't call pretty Peggy, she can't hear you no more, Don't leave no message, round her back door, They say the old laughing lady, been here before, She don't keep time, she don't count score, You can't have a cupboard, if there ain't no walls, You got to move, there's no time left to stall, They say the old laughing lady, dropped by to call, And when she leaves, she leaves nothing at all, See the drunkard of the village, falling on the street, Can't tell his ankles, from the rest of his feet, He loves his old laughing lady, cause her taste is so sweet, But the laughing lady's loving ain't the kind he can keep, There's a fever on the freeway, blacks out tonight, There's a slipping on the stairway, that don't feel right, There's a rumbling in the bedroom, a flashing of light, There's the old laughing lady, everything is all right, There's the old laughing lady, everything is all right
Angie
Angie, Angie, when will those clouds all disappear? Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here? With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats, You can't say we're satisfied, Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried, Angie, beautiful, but ain't it time we said good-bye? Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried? All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke, Let me whisper in your ear "Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?" Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet, I hate that sadness in your eyes, But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye? With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats, You can't say we're satisfied, But Angie, I still love you, baby, Everywhere I look I see your eyes, There ain't a woman that comes close to you, So come on Baby, dry your eyes, Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive? Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried