Cooler Than Antarctica Lyrics

Cooler Than Antarctica

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1. Snake

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]


chorus 1

  Snake, I'm deep inside you
  Snake, so deep inside you
  Snake, I'm deep inside you
  Snake. Shake

  When you were younger and your star was shining bright
  You didn't understand the politics of fright  
  But now you're older and the flame is fading fast
  Your wide eyed innocence is in your distant past

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  Just one little apple and you had to shake the tree
  Just one little bite opened the door to vanity
  Just one little goose-step started armies on the run
  Just one little fruitcake stealing currants from a bun

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  Oh-oh! What's good, what's bad?
  Just have it all before you're had
  Oh-oh! What's false, what's true?
  Drink it all in before it swallows you

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  When your life and times are notated in a book
  Only your photographs will get a second look
  No one needs your history, no one needs that much
  No one reads your clever words, they need a gentle touch

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  When the dust is settled and the ritual is done
  Who cares how smart you were or if you had some fun?
  Who will remember in a thousand years or more?
  Just another fruitcake with a maggot at its core

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2. Steaming Hot

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

  I don't know much, but I know something
  The velvet touch can lead to nothing
  Wake up in a sweat, find that you're in debt
  Your woman spending loads travelling by jet
  Chihuahua on her lap, monkey on her back
  Who pays the bill when you're dressed in sack?

  I can't run fast, that's why I'm puffing
  Had no breakfast, just crumbs from a muffin
  Can't afford a car, can't get very far
  Can't undo the past, can't undo her bra
  This value added tax has no value at all
  This ol' heart pumps, but I think its gonna stall

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  Gimme mouth to mouth
  Gimme electric shocks
  Gimme pacemakers, bless my cotton socks
  Gimme surgery
  Gimme brand new eyes
  Creep up behind me and give me a surprise
  Gimme gimme gimme gimme brand new highs
  Gimme gimme gimme gimme clear blue skies
  Gimme gimme gimme everything you've got
  Gimme it cold, gimme it steaming hot

  Can't pay the price, I'll work 'til I perish
  A bowl of rice is something to cherish
  Only smell burnt toast, not a Sunday roast
  Got a blow up doll arriving in the post
  The bank sends me letters, it's having a laugh
  I'm bending over backwards trying to pay my overdraft

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3. Specks

[Bob Cooke / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

  Slagheaps and nuclear waste, factories belching poison
  Doe eyed girls, with Botox brows, wonder what the boy's on
  Laboratory rats and mice all stare, from floorboards to electric chair
  Scientists, with telescopes, pretending there's something out there

  Grime filled alleys, way up North, scarred by piss and curry
  Automatons, in overcoats, towards tomorrow hurry
  Snails at work, tigers in bed. Alcohol and daily bread
  Scientists, with shaky hands, experimenting with your head

  Torn and frayed, we're rag dolls in a tidal wave
  Born and nailed, prisoners who don't get bailed
  Mourn and wail. Some care. Some hate

  The distance to the Sun's so small
  Compared to the vastness of it all
  We're specks upon a lonely rock
  Time flies. Tick-tock!

  Machine-agers in choking smog, grey slate and acid rain
  Multinational dinosaurs with slaughter on the brain
  Abattoirs exterminate, slap something bloody on a plate
  Scientists, with Google eyes, turn us into atomic pies

  Torn and frayed, we're rag dolls in a tidal wave
  Born and nailed, prisoners who don't get bailed
  Mourn and wail. Some love. Some smile. Some care. Some hate.

4. Drums, Bass and Guitar

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

  50's - Curled lip - Greased hair - Shake hip
  Motorbikes - Drainpipes - Red flags - Blue moons
  R'n'B - The Goons - Alligators - See ya later

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  Drums, bass and guitar
  That's all you need to be a rock'n'roll star

  60's - Lip pout - Grow hair - Drop out
  Mini cars - Sitars - Incense - Hot pants
  C.N.D - Hot rats - Acid rain - Penny Lane

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  70's - Glam rock - Dyed hair - Punk shock
  Skateboards - Star Wars - Disco - Grateful Dead
  XTC - Waterbed - Polyfilla - Psycho Killer

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  80's - New wave - Cut hair - Club rave
  Spaceships - Bluechips - John's gone - The Fall
  H.I.V. - Berlin Wall - Quelle alarm! - Maggie's Farm

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  90's - The blues - No hair - Tattoos
  Snowboards - Go Lords - Nose studs - Sheep clones
  C.J.D. - Mobile phones - Millennium - Oblivion

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  And a sweet little woman like you

5. Northern Nights

[Bob Cooke / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

  Used to drink in Rose Street
  Pick up girls in the Café Royale
  Girls to give you the shivers
  Girls to make your blood boil
  Arthur's Seat at sunrise
  Still stoned from the night before
  Listening to The Soft Parade
  Whilst tripping on Harry's floor

  Chess pieces made of china
  Poems made of blood and guts
  Acting 'til we all won Oscars
  Otis Blue in vinyl ruts
  Steam filled rolls from the bakers
  Walking through the biting cold
  Now all those northern nights
  Seem a hundred years ago

  But here we are, all stretched out in a stretch limo car
  But we're not so far from all those northern nights
  Those wonderful delights. All those northern nights

  Do you still remember me? 'Cause I still remember you
  Don't let me walk on by if I don't catch your eye
  Don'tcha walk on by - no no! Hey, are you listening?
  Why don'tcha just stop? Turn around! Talk!

  Overcoats down to the ankles
  Hats jammed on our frozen heads
  Humming The Layers Of The Onion
  fine tuning the North's finest in bed
  Gavin daubs a C.N.D. slogan
  High up on the Castle rock
  Laughing 'til we got the munchies
  Spreadeagled with chastity unlocked

  Yeah, here we are, all chewed up in a big Jaguar
  But we're not so far from all those northern nights
  Those wonderful delights

  Yeah, it's about you Edinburgh

  Hey there baby, are you on a fast train to nowhere?
  Stop at my station
  I'll punch your ticket anytime
  Wow!!

6. Simple Man

[Bob Cooke / Paul Dean / Bill Hinde / Ray Sparrow / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK / Copyright Control]

  When I started out in life I was just a simple man
  But now with my life in torment catch me smiling, if you can
  Suddenly a face appears, a body smooth and warm
  With love she melts my aching heart
  We make love 'til the dawn

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  Take her picture out into the light
  Have you seen a more impressive sight?
  Let me know if you've seen her around
  I'm getting tired 'cause she can't be found

  You won't love me again
  I start pleading in vain
  You don't know how to love
  I, I know well enough
  When you find a girl
  Treat her like a pearl
  Be careful what you do
  She may well fool you

  So when I started out in life, although I could not smile
  I was happy deep down inside, contented all the while
  Until I met a woman who lit the fire of pain
  She left me searching for her love, but I won't see her again

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7. The Book Of You

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

  You're on every page of my imagination
  You're on every corner of my street of dreams
  Your name's underlined with fluorescent marker
  You're my distraction dressed in dirty jeans

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  The book of you I'm thumbing through

  You're in every paragraph of my dilemma
  You're in every cul-de-sac of my mind
  You're in every single prim and proper moment
  You're in every pulsating bump and grind

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  In the library of my soul
  Next to books on rock'n'roll
  You're fingered and you're touched
  Your dust jacket is munched
  Your verbs are so intense
  Your asterisks are immense
  You're reviews are never hushed
  You're a tale of love and lust

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  You're in every sentence that I'm pouring over
  You're in every boulevard I've ever known
  Your mere mention is worthy of italics
  You're a metaphor for every sigh and moan

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  In your chapters 1 to 8
  You're the food upon my plate
  You're nibbled and you're licked
  Your bones are even picked
  Your synopsis is so bright
  You're a whisper in the night
  You're written with such feeling
  Your semi-colon's squealing

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8. All My Doors Are Open

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden williams - CeeDee Music UK]

  Momma's got a brand new bastard, she popped one out today
  Daddy's gone for walkies, you might see him when he's old and grey
  The government steals your money, look at the price of fuel
  They treat you just like doormats. They wipe their feet all over you

  Sister's got a brand new boyfriend. Eggs are hatching in her box
  But he's been playing away from home, so she's gone and changed the locks
  The government steals your childhood, look at the price of fun
  Who can afford enjoyment when there's a tranquilliser dart in your bum?

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  All of my doors are open
  I'm waiting for joy to arrive
  All of my doors are wide open
  But I ain't got time on my side
  All of my doors are open
  I'm searching these dark skies
  Won'tcha step into my universe
  All my doors are open wide

  Down at the rubbish dump they search for Shangri-La
  They poke through rusty cans and dirty nappies
  Trying to find a Rolls Royce car
  Ah-ha! Blah-Blah! Ya-Ya, Ya-Ya, Ya-Ya!!

  Momma's got another bastard, she popped out the latest today
  Daddy's down the graveyard, glugging down a tinny, they say
  The government steals your future. They tax you when you die
  When you've no more farts to set alight they want another slice of your pie

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9. Simple Simons

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

chorus 1
  We're all Simple Simons
  We're all Simple Simons

  Born to be proud of what's gone before
  The wind in the willows, the wolf by the door
  Pounding the treadmill the sensible way
  Born to feel guilty, on worn knees we pray
  Give me deliverance from spies in the sky
  Away in a manger, away in a sty
  Cold War stagnation, Iron Curtain lies
  Star spangled graveyards, no nonsense replies

  Sucked in by worksheets, and sucked in by wealth
  Gold plated eyeballs and heart attack health
  No magic mushrooms, just large mushroom clouds
  No born again life beneath tricolour shrouds
  Agents Of Orange give no second chance
  They just give away seats for the old vulture dance
  And funeral directors work vast overtime
  Embalming us all in vodka and lime

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  Guys on the bonfires, girls in the flames
  We're just Simple Simons who love simple dames
  We all flash our peace signs but we sure like to hate
  We've friends in our pockets, foes heads on some plate
  We're all Simple Simons
  We're all Simple Simons
  We're all Simple Simons
  We're all Simple Simons
  We're simple!

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  Born to be pawns in the patriot game
  All searchers of glory, all searchers of fame
  Given incentives to all go past go
  Told one is our friend, and the other's our foe
  No voice in the wilderness gets heard today
  The whole World's a stage and there's no time to play
  We're caught on the barbed wire, caught on the run
  We're all over the edge in the sights of a gun

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10. Cry

[Bob Cooke / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

  The scythe is keen, it's time to reap
  The reckoning's here, rise from your sleep
  The fire's kindled, it's time to burn
  There's no forward, no return
  Hear thunder, smell fear
  Hide when the hoofbeats are near

  It's time for The Ever After
  There's no time to sit and cry
  You won't hear me cry
  You won't hear me cry
  You'll never, never, never hear me cry

  The white horse roams across the sky
  A pale rider looks you in the eye
  Destiny calls to one and all
  Quick march to the Damnation Ball
  See murder, taste blood
  Time to crawl back to the mud

  It's time for The Ever After
  There's no time to sit and cry
  You won't hear me cry
  You'll never hear me cry

  The noose is tight, it's time to drop
  Scales of justice never stop
  Dark shadows hide the judge's head
  You're sent to the black covered in red
  Feel nothing, time's lent
  See how that back has been bent

  It's time for The Ever After
  There's no time to sit and cry
  You'll never hear the bullet
  Never feel the scythe
  Oh Lord! You'll never, never, never hear your children cry!

Searchin' for a lemon squeezer Lyrics

Searchin' For A Lemon Squeezer

1. Deckchair Poem 1

[Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Here I sit upon the sand
Staring at my wrinkly hand
I'm sidetracked by my neighbours knee
As hairy as a knee can be
There goes a bottom wiggling by
And overhead the seagulls fly
Then ice cream cones are plucked away
And kiddies sob, and then they play
Sand castles rise up to the sky
And Punch, of course, makes Judy cry
Uncle Fred wears a kiss-me-quick hat
But no one takes advantage of that
The deckchairs groan and take the strain
Until vacated by the rain
Then donkeys cross their legs, and snooze
Their owner slurps a can of booze
A ghetto blaster causes a palaver
As beach bums twist, and shout
"Who needs pyjamas?"

2. Jennifer Brown

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Jenny Jenny, Jennifer Brown
Jenny Jenny, Jennifer Brown
Jenny Jenny, Jennifer Brown
Jenny Jenny, Jennifer Brown
Jenny! Jenny!
Jenny Jenny, Jennifer Brown

3. Bad is Bad

[Cregg / Ciambotti / Call / Hopper / McFee / Schreiner - Warner/Chappell Music, Inc]

Cover song - lyrics not available

4. My Heartbreaker

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

I could need some company
I could need some shoulder
I could need some tenderness
Before I get much older

But who would have me now
Just some crazy fool?
Let me put you on the spot
Could you be my fool?

And as time goes racing by
And we're all left behind
What is there to comfort us
In the darkness of our minds?

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Here's my hand, it's stretching out
Here's my words, on paper
Here's my voice still banging on
Don't be my heartbreaker

I could need some sweet caress
I could need some fingers
I could need some body heat
Before this coldness lingers

But who would look my way
Just some desperate case?
I don't expect sympathy
Just a friendly face

And as time knocks on our doors
Who is left to answer?
Come into these empty arms
Be my long lost dancer

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5. We're All Chasing Peter Pan

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick
Tick-tock, tick-tock
We're all chasing Peter Pan
We're all chasing Peter Pan

Time waits for no man
It's just running 'round the bend
I follow blindly
Hoping it will never end
Sidetracked by a lady
Sidetracked by a smile
Time lurks in the shadows
But it beats you by a mile

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We're all chasing Peter Pan
We're all chasing Peter Pan
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick
Tick-tock, tick-tock

Mirror, mirror is it true
Is it me or is it you?
One of us must tell a lie
By my eye I see a line
Oh no!

chorus

Mother, mother speak to me
Did you really set me free?
Dragged from then into today
Now my hair is turning grey
Oh no!

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Time waits for no man
It's just running far away
Changing all my future
Into a yesterday
Blinded by a sunrise
Frightened by the moon
Time ain't no symphony
But it makes you play it's tune

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6. God Loves An Idiot

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

God loves an idiot, someone who's running scared
God loves an idiot, with an electric chair derriere
God loves a total fool, a loser without a voice
God loves the vain and selfish, look-at-me's are his ideal choice

God loves an idiot, someone just like you
God loves a bit of a waste of space, he prefers them to Irn Bru
God loves an idiot, someone just like me
God loves the nearly dead, we're his perfect cup of tea

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He just stirs it on up, with lots of sugar
'cause we're not good enough
He just stirs it on up. We are not worthy
We are not worthy of his love
Stir it on up. We are not worthy
Stir it on up. We're not good enough
Stir it on up. We are not worthy of his teacup

God loves an idiot. He wants ya blinged up to the nines
God loves the gullible, and committers of heinous crimes
Yeh, God loves the down and outs, he doesn't discern at all
He likes 'em pink and black, and very green, he likes to grab 'em when they're young and small

God loves an idiot, a complete and utter cad
God loves goody-two-shoes, and old Etonions who are bad
God loves an idiot, with initials from A - Z
God loves the parsimonious, they're his favourite cup of tea

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7. People

[Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

People can be smelly
When you see them on the telly
They might have halitosis
Or even soap neurosis
You could turn to jelly
If you met them on the telly

8. Educating Rita

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

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She was just a northern girl - hairdresser by trade
She yearned for something more than toast and marmalade

She studied literature
Hoped she'd make the grade
She had expectations
Wanted to break away

She was such a bright-eyed girl
With boundaries to cross
She hoped her future
Wasn't made of candy floss

Blinkered to the grindstone
Wearing her thinkers hat
What she really needed
Was lessons of the heart

I'm educating Rita in the things she needs to know
That one and one make two, and I'll never let her go
I'm educating Rita in the nuances of love
Until we fit each other like a warm hand in a glove
I'm educating Rita
I'm educating Rita
I'm educating Rita
Or is she educating me?

I'm educating Rita in advanced biology
And, if practice makes perfect, she'll sail through that degree
I'm educating Rita in the chemistry of love
Until thermal dynamics make us throw away the gloves
I'm educating Rita
I'm educating Rita
I'm educating Rita
Or is she educating me?

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Toast and marmalade
Toast and marmalade
We all want more than toast and marmalade

9. Everybody Wants To Live In America

[Bob Cooke / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

She was a cruel kid, just the sort who'd spit right in your lusting eye
He was a big man, who didn't give a damn, the kind who'd just pass her by
But who could ever tell they'd get on so well they'd be part of the American dream?
He was a big shot, who'd got the lot, and she was his beauty queen
Oh, she was beautiful!

She had a nice face, but there wasn't a trace of humour in her smile
He was a cruel dude, who could act real rude. He could make a nun run a mile
But who would ever know they'd really make a go of this wonderful American life?
He was a fantasist, afloat in the mist, and she was his inflatable wife

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And everybody wants to live in America
Everybody in the world
Everybody wants to swing in America
Every man, boy, woman and girl
Everybody wants to live in America
Everybody everywhere
Everybody wants to be part of America
Everybody wants to be there
Where? - America!

She was a sweet thing, who could really sing for her supper here and there
He was a mad dog, yeh a real road hog, who went cruising from his Bel Air lair
But who would have forecast they'd have a love that lasts for thousands of American Nights?
He was a real child, who could act real wild, and she was his guiding light

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10. Marmite

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

We all love Marmite
Oh yes we do
We all love Marmite
And so should you

URGHH!!!!

11. Quick Joey Small

[Joe Levine / Arthur Resnick - TM Music Ltd.]

Cover song - lyrics not available

12. The Bus Goes On

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

chorus A
The bus goes on, the bus goes on, the bus goes on and on and on
The bus goes on, the bus goes on, the bus goes on and on and on

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Through the snow, and through the rain
Through the summer, again and again
Going 'round the same old bend
It never ends. It never ends

chorus A

The woman smiles. The wise man sighs

chorus B
But the bus goes on and on and on
The bus goes on, the bus goes on, the bus goes on and on and on

The old man gets off. The child is born

chorus B

repeat verse 1

chorus A

 

13. Jerk

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Before we were kippers we swam in the sea
Before we were pork chops we lived in Dundee
Before we were haggis we had bladders that worked
Before we were sweet meats we sure liked to jerk

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Jerk, jerk baby, baby jerk
Jerk, jerk baby, baby
Let's see your carcass work
Jerk it on up now, before you take a dive
If you keep on jerking, jerking
Then you'll know you're alive

Before we were omelettes we hid in our shells
Before we were salad we grew up with bluebells
Before we were paté our livers worked fine
Before we were mincemeat we had a good time

Meanwhile, in the abattoir the big, fat butcher smiles
His arms are crackling overtime, sharpening his knives
Daisy's all a tremble after the stun-gun
She's sawn in half. it's a bloodbath
They're carving up her black and white bum

Before we were drumsticks we had beating hearts
Before we were rump steak we had a good fart
Before we were sushi we lurked in the murk
Before we were extinct we sure liked to jerk

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14. We Like Tarts

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

We like tarts
They like cake
He likes darts
She likes to bake

We like beef
They like ham
Fish like reefs
Lichtenstein liked BLAM!

Everyone's got a different preference
Everyone has a choice
Some people like to bow in deference
Whilst others like to exercise their voice

We like large
They like small
He likes marge
She spreads it for them all
Spread 'em, baby!

We like green
They like grey
He likes cream
She takes it any old way

We like smooth
They like tough
He likes grooves
She likes 'em rough
Rough!

Everybody's got a bee in their bonnet
Everybody likes to buzz
Astronomers like to find, and name, a comet
But no one likes to be found by the fuzz

We like tarts
They like mash
He likes hearts
She likes diamonds, and cash
(Well that's a surprise)

We like tarts
Forget about ham
We like tarts
We like to lick their jam
And stick our fingers in
That old tart tin

15. I'm Gonna Tear Your Playhouse Down

[Earl Randle - Universal Music Publishing / Warner Chappell]

Cover song - lyrics not available

16. Silicon Boobs

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

I just can't get beyond your silicon boobies
I just can't get over your silicon boobs

There's number 1, there's number 2
They sure look good on a girl like you
I just can't get beyond your silicon boobs

I don't need to contemplate your facelift
I never knew you had a straightened nose
I can't hear a tune from your gastric band
And I've never sucked your liposuctioned toes

Don't mention your brand new chin
When I'm staring at your twin zeppelins

I just can't get beyond your silicon boobies
I just can't get over your non-wobbling peaks
I just can't get beyond your silicon boobies
I hope those reservoirs don't spring a leak
If only your Mount Everests could speak

 

17. Just Life

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

It's not that I remember you at all
It's just that sometimes a voice sounds a bit familiar
It's not that I remember how you look
It's just that sometimes I stumble across that photograph
It's not that I feel that much remorse
It's just occasionally I wonder how it must have seemed
It's not that I break right down and cry
It's just occasionally I need to have a quiet moment to myself

It's just life, and we all make mistakes
It's just life, and we all mess things up
They say it makes for a better you
But I don't believe it's true
And I bet that you don't too

It's not that I remember what you said
It's just that some words seem to echo in this emptiness
It's not that I want to make amends
It's just that clean slates seem to have a certain resonance
It's not that anything really matters
It's just that sometimes I feel the urge to communicate
It's not that I'm all that concerned
It's just that time seems to fly, and I'm weighed down by heavy loads

It's just life, and we all make mistakes
It's just life, and we all mess things up
They say we'll unwind this rusty screw
But I don't believe it's true
And I bet that you don't too

Trapped in an ageing body, not friends with anyone
Warped by a mind so bloody, no time for any fun
Just sinking
Just shrinking
Just slinking away

It's not that I consider how you felt
Unanswerable imponderables are hidden in dark cul-de-sacs
It's not that conscience rears it's selfish head
It's just that guiltiness likes to perch upon my shoulder now
It's not that I can't toss these things aside
It's just that the pinch of salt has turned into a mountain range
It's not that we'll ever meet again
You're locked away, and I've disposed of that rusty key
But am I free?

It's just life, and we all make mistakes
It's just life, and we all mess things up
They say we'll recover from the blues
But I don't believe it's true
And I bet that you don't too

It's just life, and we're all self absorbed
It's just life, and we're all overboard
It's just life, we search for holy grails
It's just life, we all had furry tails
It's just life, the taxman makes demands
It's just life, time sips through our hands
It's just life, we're monsters in disguise
It's just life, there's envy in our eyes
It's just life, we'll never know it all
It's just life, we're really rather small
It's just life, none of us last long
It's just life, we're here and then we're.................

Black Horses - Lyrics

Black Horses

1. Puppet King

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

There's no communion, no sign of union
There is no choice, no private voice
The gleaming skins of brainless wonders
Conceal the truth, enlarge the blunders
Who really speaks for you, my friend?
When it comes to the crunch it's you who has to bend

Nationalistic fanatics armed to the teeth
Consoling your widow with a company wreath
They're full of paranoia, they're full of phlegm
They'll do nothing for you if you vote for them

House of Commons, House of Lords
It's just hot air in a house of frauds
They gotcha by the curlies, they gotcha by the balls
You're gonna be their target up against their walls
It takes rose coloured glasses to make the masses sing
And bow down in the temple of the puppet king

Banana republic, or coup d'etat
Do they slip on the skins, or drive over in an armoured car?
Forget rubber bullets, fire the real thing
Unfurl the Jolly Roger of the puppet king

Savage dictators, God imitators
If you've a mission you'll rot in their prison
Freedom fighters or terrorists?
Or visionaries with iron fists?
Who considers the common man?
When the dice are loaded it's you who has to stand

Cowardly nations led by bully boys
Jealous of countries with nuclear toys
They're full of suspension of Geneva Convention
They've torture chambers, and things you can't mention

Punch and Judy, blind man's bluff
Piggy in the middle, innocuous fluff
They're acting like children, they're acting like tits
They don't fill your bellies, they fill you full of shit
You're gonna need an aspirin, or a double gin sling
To get you through the piffle of the puppet king

Bananas!!!!

2. Let Me

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Let me be your notion liner, let me give you ideas
Let me sail into your harbour, let me oil your whiring gears

Let me be your lumpy pillow, let me rock you up and down
Let me be your sleeping partner, let me be your eiderdown

Let me be your happy hour, let me be your mojo
Let me fill your parking meter, let me see your urban flow

Let me orchestrate your fever, let me lick your first class stamps
Let me flood your lowland delta, let me make your highlands damp

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Let me turn on your lights, let me flick your switch
Let me plug in my plug, let me twitch in your ditch
Let me pound your mound, let me be your fool
Let me do the breaststroke, before I dive into your swimming pool

Let me map your celestial body, let me be your front door man
Let me explore your undulations, let me be your big bang

Let me be your lion rampart, let me be your dragon too
Let me be your Roger Rabbit, let me shampoo your kangaroo

Let me be your Roman candle, let me be your cling film
Let me be your hot potato, let me be your blue pill

Let me be your never-ending, let me be your here and now
Let me be your perfect fit, let me mend your holy cow

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3. Black Horses

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

You were smoking a pretend cigarette
The taste of tobacco you could never forget
On your wrist was a false Rolex
You needed to hear those folk go, "Heck
You're so cool, in an artificial way
You're so cool. Hey! Hey! Hey!"

His hand brushed your hair extensions
Surgeons built you extra dimensions
You liked to think you were cheating death
You liked to hear their intake of breath
When your bare. But are you really there
When your bare? Where? Where? Where?

Artificial intelligence elevated you above the rest
Artificial intelligence kick started the beat inside your chest
Artificial intelligence gave you glances through steamy glasses
Raised you up from the led
Gave you delusions in your bed
Made you think you were the one
When time moved on and you were done
Who would care that you weren't there?
Voyeurs stare. Where? Where? Where?
Where is she?

They were sticking your false eyelashes on
Formaldehyde made you look tres bon
Black horses haul you through the rain
Floral tributes spell your name
Now you're gone in an artificial way
Now you're gone. Hey! Hey! Hey!
Now you're gone. Hey! Hey! Hey1
Black horses. Hey! Hey! Hey!
Black Horses. Neigh! Neigh! Neigh!
Black Horses. Thrice neigh!

4. Leopardskin Pie

[Bob Cooke / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Out of the badlands of wild Louisiana
Like an express train racing at a hundred miles an hour
He gunned the gas searching for that lass
Who would take his breath away and make his heart shudder
And leave him a wreck on life's burning highway

Deep in the back room of Big Mom's bordello
Like a dynamo humming, like a storm weather warning
She was a mover. There was no disapprover
As she took her time simply to give them a good time
Her pump action smoking. A real nature lover

They met on a sidewalk in old Mississip'
He cocked his eye and she shook her hips
And cold calculation led to volcanic passion
While he burnt his boats she stood Bristol fashion
Checking his credit, and instead of forever
They just bought some time on the old never-never

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And never say die, and never ask why
They drive green Cadillacs and eat leopardskin pie
And never say never, and don't start to cry
Forever is only the time you can buy

They hustled in Vegas. They traded in sin
She took care of business while he oiled the springs
They were frisky in 'Cisco, the motel lights dimmed
It was life on the road, and they were out for a spin
They had hearts made of steel and skins made of leather
Their temperature gauge would read hot, forever

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5. Shades Of Blue

[Bob Cooke / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

On a road to nowhere, just know I gotta go
Your poppa's got a shotgun, he's taking aim real slow
I was out the window, I was out that door
I left a trail of lonely clothes across the creaking floor

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God knows I'm a loser. I'll never settle down
Just throw away the big bouquet, and pawn the wedding gown
If I'd had some money I'd have blown it all on you
I'd have kissed you 'til my lips hurt, until we both turned blue

I was never clever, but you wouldn't call me dumb
Whilst your daddy urged me to go, you were begging me to come
Washed up on an island, watching all my treasure rust
No message in a bottle, just silent footprints in the dust

chorus

Now those days are over and you've left the factory
I just take my medicine and gaze at my t.v.
You'll be in your heaven, with kiddies on the floor
You don't need some reformed bum knocking on your door

chorus

Ah.. shades of blue
I'm turning blue

6. The Albatross

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Life's a long road, but such a short journey
You take a deep breath, fall from your mother's knee
Into the jungle, into the great unknown
You were a fledgling, but now you've flown

Life's a fast car that tries to mow you down
It's the green grass of another town
That stirs your fancy, makes you skip a beat
You were ice cold, but now you're red hot heat

Burn, turn, learn, yearn
The albatross above the ground
Floats on by without a sound

Life's a rough ride with a guaranteed end
The checkered flag falls before the final bend
Your motor's screaming, you were born to fail
The ace of spades lands next to the hammer and nail

Life's a gamble, a losers hopeless bet
We're all eroding on time's conveyor belt
The taxman's drooling for you to fade away
To squeeze your body, to rob your legacy

 

7. It's All Over Now

[Bobby Womack / Shirley Jean Womack - ABKCO Music Ltd]

Cover song - lyrics not available

8. Surfing From Sydney To Marrakech

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Met the monk in the priory, who said that it could be done
So I know I've gotta try, 'cause the race is there to be won
So head out on the ocean waves to find the drug that saves
You know your surfboard'll get you there, it'll only take ninety days

chorus
Surfing from Sydney to Marrakech
Surfing to Marrakech

I went down to the beach that day and got out my surfboard
Put on the food for the journey, and took along my best friend, Maud
I went into the clear blue sea, overtook the other men
The thing was going so darned fast I just couldn't stop hanging ten

chorus

When I was 'bout halfway there I spied a fuzz speedboat
They hailed out to me, with glee, "Son you'd better turn about"
I threw to them a hooker pipe, said, "Have a drag on this!"
Now all the fuzz are on my board,said, "We would never miss..

....chorus"

9. Smokestack Ammunition

[Bob Cooke / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

In the distance, at that border
Where tomorrow meets yesterday
Inclement weather, rolling thunder
Devastating the hard won way
Tears fall like rain

In the dampness of life's passion
All the drowning cannot be saved
Slowly sliding into greyness
Helter skelter towards the grave
Tears fall like rain
Then they fall again

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Hangman by the gallows
Spectres in the shadows
Carbon footprints running
Boneyard bodies humming
Deathbed guilt contrition
Smokestack ammunition
Doors close
Time ends
Blackness descends

In the garden, eating apples
Creeping viper wasn't so green
Becoming fossils in rock faces
Encapsulating exquisite screams
Tears fall like rain

In the darkness of this prison
Inane questions sweep all away
Undercurrents, crushing pressure
Decimating such harmless prey
Tears fall like rain
Then they fall again

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10. Eternity

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

When I was young I had a wooden horse to ride
When I was young and time was on my side
I've rode the ride, and fought the fear
I've moaned some moans, and I've raised a cheer
And before you've counted one, two, three
I have stepped into eternity

Like a child on the boating pond, who's waiting to be called
(Come in boat number 9. Come on in. Time's up!)

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And I'm staring towards the border zone
There's my mother and father, and their parents too
They must be calling me. They must be calling me
They must be calling me home

When I was young I had a hill to climb
When I was young and I had all that time
I've climbed the climb and got to here
I've smiled some smiles, and I've shed some tears
But before you've counted one, two, three
I have stepped into eternity

Like a child in the playground, when the break is done
(Playtime's over. Come on. Come on in!)

chorus

When I was young I had dreams
I'm on my way home

Who Needs Pyjamas? - Lyrics

Who Needs Pyjamas?

1. Toilet

[Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

How wonderful to have a flushing toilet

2. Brown Trousers

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

If you’re a machine you’ll need some oil
To live the dream you’ll need to toil
When the Sun goes down and the full moon rise
Some will come alive, some will shut their eyes

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It’s just a matter of time before the Sun explodes
It’s just a matter of time before your brain erodes
It’s just a matter of time - hear it ticking away, hear it ticking away

If you’re a mermaid you’ll need some sea
If you’re French bread you might need Brie
At Bikini Atoll you’d have been toast
You don’t need an oven to become a roast

chorus

Battle of Britain, pistols at dawn
Death keeps you alive and stifles your yawn
Colonic irrigation the natural way
Put on your brown trousers, you’ll need them today

If you’re a rocket you’ll need some sky
If you’re mash potato you’ll need a pie
The rich keep sliding out of gilded wombs
The rubber ducks quack in the Pope’s bathroom

chorus

Put on your brown trousers and kiss your ass goodbye

3. Washing Machine

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

I’ve got a washing machine.
There’s no more journeys to the launderette ‘cause I’ve got a washing machine

4. Human Pie

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Coffins for boffins and burning boats too
A Viking was hiking to Katmandu
The reason for treason is never plain
There’s no hope for the dope sliding down the drain

The Bloody Red Baron flew a mission or two
Shot holes in the cheese, shot holes in you
While the angels were staring at holes in the sky
The Devil was dining on human pie

Witches in stitches riding their brooms
Vicars in knickers in their catacombs
The pleasure in treasure is in the gleam
There’s a yell when the bell wakes you from a dream

The Bloody Red Baron had a medal or two
He polished his boots, he polished off you
While the angels dusted their halos on high
The Devil polished off a human pie

When the Sun sets over the ocean
When the Moon rises in the sky
When Wee Willie Winkie thinks you’re safe in bed
The Devil’s baking another pie

Foxes in boxes chasing their tails
Nippers watch strippers discarding their veils
The turning was learning how to go straight
The drizzle went sizzle on the barbecue plate

The Bloody Red Baron Had a sniffle or two
Over his conscience but not over you
While the angels were talking to God on their phones
The Devil was walking on human bones

Wing of bat, tail of rat
Squeak of mouse and bubble of cat
Leg of frog and dead dog’s eye
Throw in some humans and bake that pie

All the Devil wants is human pie
All the devil wants is you and I

5. One Ugly Child

[Larry Bright - Copyright Control]

Cover song - lyrics not available

6. Buddha In The Nude

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

I look like Buddha in the nude
I look like Buddha in the nude
I suppose you think that’s very rude
That I look like Buddha in the nude
But Buddha wouldn’t mind
He wasn’t that unkind
I look like Buddha in the nude

7. You're So Square (Baby I Don't Care)

[Jerry Leiber / Mike Stoller - Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC]

Cover song - lyrics not available

8. Sunshine

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

First you look, then you pass by
Then it cooks. You’ve just gotta try
Turn around, and then you say, "Hi"
If you’re in luck then you’ll start to fly

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Everything in the garden’s rosy
Everything in the garden’s fine
Everything in your world is cosy
Everything is coming up sunshine

First you smile, then you touch skin
And in a while she might let you in
Take a breath and go for a spin
You’re blown away like a bowling pin

chorus

Just a kiss opened the door
You can’t dismiss nature’s law
Into the distance foot to the floor
You’re on a path to forevermore

chorus

9. Silverfish

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

There’s a silverfish dancing on my kitchen floor
If I bring my foot down it won’t dance no more

10. Walking In A Crocodile

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Walking in a crocodile ‘round and ‘round all day
sometimes if we’re lucky we can get away
Listen to the radio humming in your ear
The buzz of electricity propels the tender years

Singing hymns in Latin, polishing your shoes
Letters via the laundry, experiments with booze
Watching cabins burning, rude words on a car
Escaping on an exeat to the cinema

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Now we’re dunking biscuits, now we’re sipping tea
Living like vegetables, dying for a pee
Now we’re wearing glasses, as deaf as dumb can be
Forgotten all the alphabet except the letter P

Running ‘round in circles in the Midlands smog
Smoking foreign cigarettes inside the outside bog
Learning chess from Jennifer, I wish I knew her now
She’s lost and gone forever, won’t feel her hand upon my brow

The Beatles hit the headlines, Cassius Clay hit someone else
Christine Keeler looked so pretty, even in a dress
Pretending we were macho when we were just cadets
How the strings were jerking on little marionettes

chorus

11. Whipsnade Escapees

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

We’re Whipsnade Escapees, you see us each week
Raiding your dustbins, afloat in your creek
We once were in cages in your favourite zoo
Eating bananas and having a poo

We’re now on the rooftops, we’re now in the trees
As naked as Adam, as sexy as Eve
We’ll nosh all your flowers and crap on your lawn
We’ll keep you awake from midnight ‘til dawn

chorus
Going------------------------ you’ll never catch me

We’re Whipsnade escapees, you’ll never catch us
We’re behind your sofa, on top of your bus
We’re down the tap end of your plastic bath
When you have a sniffle we have a good laugh

We’re Whipsnade escapees, we’ve got hairy knees
We’re scratching our doo-dahs and giving you fleas
We eat magic mushrooms and fly through the sky
If you say, "Hello" we’ll just wave goodbye

chorus

12. Elephants, Not Ivory

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

I want tigers, I don’t want tiger skin
I want the skin with a tiger within
I want rhinos, not crushed rhino horns
I don’t get sexually high on matted hair as hard as corns

I want moose, not antlers on the wall
I want moose with their antlers, I want moose with their balls
I want life to live as long as it can
For everything an opposite, no dolly for a ram

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I want elephants, not ivory
The ivory’s no good without an elephant to me
I want elephants, not ivory
The ivory’s no good without an elephant, you see

I want rabbits that don’t smoke cigarettes
I want one headed dogs that ain’t training to fly jets
I want seals, I don’t want seal fur coats
I wanna look like a human, not a hairy mountain goat

I want frogs with all their legs intact
I want fish with their fingers, and hedgehogs that ain’t flat
I want nature as natural as can be
Don’t wanna see stuffed creatures around a plastic tree

A plastic tree?

chorus

Don’t be a jumbo dumbo, dumbo. Don’t be a fool
Don’t be a jumbo dumbo, dumbo, Don’t be uncool
Yeh, don’t be a fool

I want elephants
The ivory’s no good without an elephant, you see

13. Crem'

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

We’re going down the crem’ with grandad
We’re gonna sing a song or two
We’ll hear how he won his medals
And someone will go, "boo-hoo!"
Then we’re of to a party
To raise a glass or two
We’re going down the crem’ with grandad
Soon we’ll be going there with you

14. You'll Never Catch This Boy

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Hey, there’ll never be a barrier that will ever make me wanna stop
And there’ll never be a marching order that will catch me on the hop
And no fat dude in pinstripes’ gonna give me third degrees
No governmental minefield’s gonna bring me to my knees
Hey, hey you’ll never catch this boy

No floosie with a peanut brain will ever steal my heart
And when everyone plays prima donnas I’ll have the other part
‘Cause my walk on role’s simple, it’s just great to be alive
I can hum every Goddamn note from my very first 45
Hey, hey you’ll never catch this boy ........ out !

The great escape takes years to plan
Prisons and dreams go hand in hand
It takes lots of practice to get it right
And lots of sweat through day and night
From the ghetto, from Soweto
From New York and Paraguay
The great escape is always happening
The great escape’s in hue and cry
So bang the ball against the wall
And paint away the rainy days
Tinkle with old car engines
Play guitars ‘til you are stars
Then whoop and holler, leap and shout
The great escape has led you out
Hey, hey you’ll never catch this boy

You won’t find me banging my fist out on lonesome avenue
And you won’t see me wearing old hats when I can wear a hat that’s new
And no jealous eager muckspreader will ever get the dirt on me
I’ll remain the perfect enigma ‘til I’m ten times thirty three
Hey, hey you’ll never catch this boy ........... out !

15. Wicked Annabella

[Ray Davies - Carlin Music Corp]

Cover song - lyrics not available

16. Refrigerator

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Refrigerator
I’ve got a refrigerator
I’ve got a washing machine
I’ve got a toilet that flushes
And shampoo to make my hair gleam
Refrigerator
See ya later aligator
Fa fa fa fa fa

17. Sunset Strip

[Ollie Hannifan / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Stiletto heel - click clack
The sweetest curves, head flung back
Stocking top - bare skin
It’s good to be good, but it’s better to sin
Scratch marks on the headboard, hear them tomcats call
Waiting to see her silhouette, waiting to see it all
In the window frame at the close of day
See her shake and shimmy, giving it away

Brassiere strap - dark night
She reveals it all, ooh what a beautiful sight
Scarlet lips - hot flesh
It’s good to be experienced, but it’s better to be fresh
Teethmarks in the pillow, palm prints on the wall
Hear them hound dogs barking, hear them night owls call
Looking at a vision in the window frame
Howling to the rafters "Hey Sugar, what’s your name?"

chorus
She was do do do do doing the sunset strip
Yeah! Hollywood swings to the crack of a whip
She was do do do do doing the sunset strip
Inhibitions disperse to the sound of a well oiled zip

Suspender belt - ding dong!
Wads of filthy lucre in her tiny thong
Bikini wax - and wane
It’s good to be able, but it’s better to be Cain
Sweat stains on the mattress, rivers on the floor
Biting your trembling lip, wiring up your jaw
A supersonic showcase, a perfect 10 score
Stepping from the shadows screaming, "More! More! More!
Show me more!"

chorus

Unzippedy ooh ah, unzippedy ay

chorus

18. Hobgoblins And Fiends

[Bob Cooke / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

I’m the badge on the bonnet of an automobile
I’m eating them flies while you’re turning the wheel
I’m the chip on your shoulder, the turd on your shoe
I’m the one who painted the rainbow blue

chorus
Ah-ha, hobgoblins and fiends
I’m the bones that are scattered
In the killing fields

See the D.A. pointing, hear the hue and cry
Watch the stripper stripping while the undercoat dries
Listen to the wailing at the wailing wall
You can chew on your chains, but don’t chew on your balls

chorus

I’m the venom in the thrust of a two fingered sign
I’m a septic tank stink, I’m a minefield mine
I’m the rusty safety catch on a lunatic's gun
I’m the complete antithesis to a barrel of fun

chorus

See the FTSE falling, hear the fat cats scream
Smell the bacon sarnie in the hungry vegan’s dream
Listen to the metal birds whistling overhead
Examine the enigma of the quick and the dead

chorus

I’m the bones that are scattered in the killing fields
I’m the bones that are shattered

Dem bones, dem bones, dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones

Escalator - Lyrics

Escalator

1. Hooded Eagle

[Bob Cooke, Paul Dean, Bill Hinde, Ray Sparrow, Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK / Copyright Control]

Long hot night thinking of you, tears fill my eyes
All night long I sit alone searching the cloudy skies
The eagle lifts his hooded head, surveys the countryside
Searching for something to kill, then starts the midnight ride

chorus

“Alright!” this martyr screams, “you’ve nailed me to my bed.
Imprisoned me to my dreams, locked inside my head.”

Darkness you are my friend, I know your secret now
When someone falls along the way only you know how
The panther lifts his blackened paw and stalks the countryside
Searching for something to die, then starts the midnight ride

chorus

Nightmares reverberate ‘round this dissolving room
Whilst thunder’s heartbeat bangs the drum, adds rhythm to the gloom
The creature lurks within us all, gives venom to our pride
It’s tooth ‘n’ nail ‘n’ fang ‘n’ claw upon the midnight ride

chorus

2. Midnight Steamer

[Bob Cooke, Paul Dean, Bill Hinde, Ray Sparrow, Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK / Copyright Control]

In the dawn of the evening the boat has come to transport you
Three hooded Sirens are your crew
Your captain is a skeleton

chorus
Just come on, just come on
Come on in the water’s fine
Come on in the water’s fine
And the midnight steamer appears on time
And the midnight steamer appears on time

In the dawn of the evening people make love to make death
your coffin is on a cabin shelf
Your journey is very long

chorus

In the dawn of the evening a passage is reserved for you
The boat has come to transport you
You just can’t linger on

chorus

3. Stone Free

[Jimi Hendrix - Experience Hendrix LLC (ASCAP)]

Cover song - lyrics not available

4. Over The Chasm

[Bob Cooke / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Nighttime, you vicious swine, you've come again to wrap your black cloak around my frightened eyes,
To stifle all my cries
Nighttime, you filthy rat, you don't look back, you run like a bride into the waiting arms of another day,
Across thresholds you play
Oh Sunrise, It's good to see you
Oh Sunrise, it's good to know that you're here
But tell me, how did these sheets get so wet?
Why do I always forget that the stars are only the jewels in the crown of the Eiderdown Kid
Who can't be hid from the Bogiemen
The night patrol who prowl these bedrooms like sentries waiting for the password
Waiting for the challenge

The sweat of the Sun, and the tears of the Moon
All glimmer in the fading gloom
It's all too soon, We turn away
We turn to grey before we hear the clarion call

Winter, you creeping death, you never fail to prod your deep freeze fingers into this rotten pie
You always wave bye-bye
Winter, you son of a bitch, your corner pitch shouts obscenities into ears that never asked to hear
Your frozen features leer
Oh Summer, it's good to feel you
Oh Summer, it's good to know that you're here
But tell me, why does this blood feel so cold? Why does this face look so old, when I'm only a child of this Universe?
My carbon date's nil
There's a chill in the shadows, that lengthens with the passing time, that hovers there like kites
Like kites in a hurricane
Like kites over the chasm
We're over, and over, and over, and over, and over
Over the chasm

5. Kamikaze Moth

[Bob Cooke, Paul Dean, Bill Hinde, Ray Sparrow, Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK / Copyright Control]

It’s over now you’ve gone.I guess I just went wrong
I go down by the beach, and watch the ebbing tide
And you are out of reach. Yeah, I guess I’m running wild

It’s over now you’ve gone. You fooled me all along
Walk alone in the night. There’s nowhere I can hide
And you are out of sight. Yeah, I guess I’m running wild

chorus
Moth flies into the candle’s flame
But you realise it’s just the same
Moth flies into the candle’s flame
You’ll go to the fire, from the fire you came

It’s over now you’ve gone, and you’ve just travelled on
I guess you’ll never shed a tear on your kamikaze ride
And you are nowhere near. Yeah, I guess I’m running wild

chorus

6. The Void

[Bob Cooke / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

He wore black leather next to his skin
It was so damned tight you could see where he’d been
He had a skull tattoo with a dagger stuck through
A wicked kinda smile coz his young love was true
Oh no, he was never gonna let her go
There were blue words on his arm saying, “Death or Glory”
Yes, his was just another East Side story
He was bound to meet a gory end
“Let him go! He’s innocent, you know.”

The reaper waits impatiently to send you to eternity
There’s no easy way out, no easy way out of here

He had needle tracks etched in his skin
He flew like the angels but they didn’t know him
His knuckles told a story in words of, “Love and Hate”
The devil and him had a prearranged date
Oh no, he was never gonna let him go
He had a switchblade for a spokesman. It took no second glance
to see it speaking volumes at the downtown dance
He didn’t stand a chance at all
“Let him go! He’s a nobody, you know"

It’s heat ‘n’ flames ‘n’ coffin nails
It’s “Over and Out!"
To screams ‘n’ wails you go
[ Let’s go! ]

It’s hell on Earth. For what it’s worth you decompose
There’s no rebirth
You go

The void is calling to you
The void is calling you
The void is calling out to you

7. Banging All Night Long

[Bob Cooke / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Hot steamy nights and rivers of flesh
There’s a fire down below. A heart to be let
A door slamming shut, and an empty stare
Shadows disappear in the searchlight’s glare
You’re burning up. You’re burning down
You cry for release coz you’re too tightly bound

chorus
There’s hellhounds frothing on your trail
The thud of the hammer. The clunk of the nail
Banging, banging all night long
Banging! Banging all night long

Cold frosty days and slithers of ice
There’s a mind numbing freeze. A head in a vice
A chain on your soul. The turn of a key
A figure in black staring to the sea
There’s no way out. There’s no way in
Your heart of gold’s really made out of tin

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Grey morning after and the consequence
A fuse blowing fast. Alone and so tense
The bars of the cage your idealised home
The smile on her face the reason you roam
You’re going down. You’re coming up
Trapped by the taste of her sweet loving cup

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8. Spiders' Rendezvous

[Bob Cooke / Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK]

Faded photograph’s don’t make much sense in the pouring rain
Distant places ain’t no fun when you’re alone again
I’ve been coming back to all of my sweet dreams
I’ve been coming back to me and you
But when I step right on back into Shangri-la
All I find is....

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Spiders, spiders’ rendezvous
Spiders, spiders me and you
Spiders, spiders’ rendezvous - na, na, na
Spiders’ rendezvous

Young girl’s smiles just make you cry when you’re old and grey
Lover’s kisses ain’t no good when she’s far away
I’ve been thinking ‘bout all my sorrow
I’ve been thinking ‘bout me and you
But when I step right on back into yesterday
All I find is....

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It’s no good without you. I just can’t go on
It’s no fun all alone, coz you were the one
Alone in the night I stand and I fall
I cry out, “Baby, you were my all!”
I’m searching for answers. I’m down on my knees
Don’t let this thing happen. Take them away please
All those.....

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9. Faith Healer

[Alex Harvey / Hugh McKenna - Polydor Songs Germany]

Cover song - lyrics not available

10. When The Wolf Sits

[Bob Cooke, Paul Dean, Bill Hinde, Ray Sparrow, Lynden Williams - CeeDee Music UK / Copyright Control]

It’s the time of night when the wolf sits alone and howls to the moon
It’s the time of night when a man walks alone and ponders his doom
It’s the time for looking around to see who’s waiting for you

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You need a lover. I need a trip.
We need each other before we slip
into another dawn, into another morning
just like today and the day before
In fact I don’t know what I’m looking for right now

It’s the time of night when you look to see who’s head is on your pillow
It’s the time of night when you should be high, but you are really low
It’s the time for looking forward to see where you can go

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It’s the time of night when a man says to you, "When did you die?”
It’s the time of night when the smile on her face makes you cry
It’s the time for looking back, and to wonder, “Why?”

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