For Tomorrow

He's a 20th century boy,with his hands on the rail

Trying not to be sick again and holding on for tomorrow

London ice cracks on a seamless line he's hangin on for dear life

So we hold each other tightly and hold on for tomorrow

Singing la la la la la,holding on for tomorrow

She's a 20th century girl,with her hands on the wheel

Trying not to make him sick again

Seeing what she can borrow

London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes

But we're lost on the westway

So we hold each other tightly and hold on for tomorrow

Trying not to be sick again and holding on for tomorrow

She's a 20th century girl hanging on for dear life

So we hold each other tightly and hold on for tomorrow

Jim stops and gets out of the car

Goes to a house in Emperors Gate

Through his door and to his room

Then he puts the TV on,turns it off

Makes some tea,says modern life is rubbish

Then Susan comes into the room

She's a naughty girl with a lovely smile

Says let's take a drive to Primrose Hill

It's windy there and the view's so nice

London ice can freeze your toes

Like anyone I suppose

Advert

It's 6 o'clock on the dot and I'm half way home

I feel full mouthed as I stand and

Wait for the underground and a nervous

Disposition doesn' agree with this

I need sth to remind me that there is sth else

You need a holiday somewhere in the sun

With allthe people who are waiting there

Never seems to be one say sth,say sth else

Advertisments are here for rapid persuation

If you stare too long you lose your appetite

A nervous disposition doesn't agree with this

You need fast relief from aches and stomach pains

Do you advert think?

Colin Zeal

Colin zeal knows the value of mass appeal

He's a pedestrian walker,he's a civil talker

He's an affable an with a plausible plan

Keeps his eye onthe news keeps his future in hand

And then he looks at his watch,he's on time yet again

He's pleased with himself,so pleased with himself

He's pleased with himself ah ah

While sitting in traffic,Colin thinks in automatic

He's a modern retard with a love of bomblast

Keeps his eye on the news,never dwells on the past

He's a modern retard,he's a terminal lard

He's an affable man with a carrotene tan cos Clin Zeal is ill

Pressure on Julian

Only the magical children sing the lullaby bah bah

Sitting on the pavement sucking on a long straw

It's colorful,but it washes you out

Here is my violence and here is the excuse

I learnt it all but only second hand

Falling into walls well,what is it with you?

You'd never know,never know,never know

We planned it all this way,we plannned it all

This way, pressure on Julian

Swimming in yellow pissy water

Sand getting in between the ears

No blood in head in this bloody weather

Irritate people with yellow tongues

There was pressure on Julian

Pushing trolleys in the car park

From B to A then back to B

Pressure on Julian,he keeps passing out

Poor litlle snout,the birds are singing at night

Pressure on Julian

Starshaped

Keeps a clean mental state

Dont usually bother in cold weather

But still I'm getting into work late

And I dont need the practice

I've been making plans (for the future)

Become an unconcious man (all for the good)

Feel so unecessary (we dont think so)

You seem starshaped

I have a couple at the weekend

Helps keep up commaraderie

And my mind boggles in the muddle

At the possibilities

Wash with new soap behind the collar

Helps keep down the laundry

And now I bother in cold weather

Because it cleans me mentally

Blue Jeans

Air cushioned soles,I bought them

On the Portobelloroad on Sunday

I stop and stare a while,a common passtime

When conversation goes astray

But dont think I'm walking out of this

She doesn't mind,whatever I say

Dont really want to change a thing

I want to stay this way forever

Blue,blue jeans I wear them everyday

There's no particular reason to change

My thoughts are getting banal I cant help it

But I wont pull out hair another day

You know it's to be with you

Chemical World

The pay-me girl has had enough of the bleeps

So she takes a bus into the country

Although she got herself rosy cheeks

She didn't leave enough money to pay the rent

What a shame she was just getting comfy

Now she's eating chocolate to induce sleep

In a chemical world it's very,very cheap

And I dont know about you

They're putting the holes in yes,yes

It's been a hell of a do

They've been putting the holes in

Peeping Thomas has a very nice view

Across the street at the exhibitionist

These townies they never speak to you

Just stick together so they never get lonely

Feeling lead feeling quite light-headed

Had to sit down and havesome suger tea

In chemical world,in a chemical world it's very cheap

Sunday sunday

Sunday Sunday here again in tidy attire

You read the color supplement,the TV guide

You dream of protein on a plate

Regret you left it quite so late

Together the family to eat the table

To eat enough to sleep oh the Sunday sleep

Sunday Sunday here again a walk in the park

You meet an old soldier and talk of the past

He fought for us in two world wars

And says the England he knew is no more

He sings songs of praise every week

But always falls asleep for that Sunday sleep

You dream of protein on a plate

Regret you left it quite so late

Together the family around the table

To eat enough to sleep and

Mother's pride is your epithet

That extra slice you'll soon regret

So going out is your best bet then

Bingo yourself to sleep oh that

Sunday sleep.

Oily Water

Lead in me and me in water

Dangling in my word

I swallowed to much oily water

It keeps slipping down my spine

In a sense of self decline

Growing fat on sound it's only

An early morning dream and the

Whole world will be alright

My head is full of suspition

I'm coming home sometime

I've swallowed too much oily water

It keeps slipping down my spine

In a sense of self decline

Lying on my back it's only an

Early morning dream and so

The world will be alright

Miss america

Miss America sitis in the shower

She's plucking hours from the sky

Picks up the telephone into another home

Dont ask me why

I ont mind,I dont mind at all

I love only you

She's a well wisher an she

Wishes you well,wish away

She's no jellybean,she's a jemima ho

Wish away,wish away

I dont mind,I dont mind at all

I love only you

Here is here and I'm here

Where are you?Far away,far away

She's no jellybean,she's Jemima ho ho

Wish away,wish away

Villa Rosie

Practise doesn't make perfect

When you're inerbreeding

Speaking drivel can it get confused

With heavy breathing

Mixing drinks at water holes

Get snarled up in the suburbs

Meandering through this and that

You are suspected of vagueness

When work is done go to Villa Rosie

Every night(we're here waiting)

So form a queue at Villa Rosie every night

Across the common every day

You come across the fine line

But wearing boots can prevent

The leeches in the long grass

Eating betwen meals stifles

The appetite,is it healthy?

And all the while at Villa Rosie every night

We're tasting a sweeter life at Villa Rosie

Every night(so tasty)

All loosers come to Villa Rosie

Every night(we're waiting)

So forma queue at Villa Rosie

Every night(so tasty)

Dont break your back at Villa Rosie

Every night(we're tasting)

A sweeter life at Villa Rosie

Every night(so tasty)

Coping

Primal evil,what am I?

Tongue-tied untill the day I die

There's no moove made with mermaids

It's just a distration or so they say

But I'm trying to care about it

Can't you see it in my face,my face?

When I feel this strange

Can I go through this again?

It's a sorry state you're getting in

The same excuse is wearing within

There's no self control left in me

What was not will never be

Turn It Up

Kazoo kazoo you're mine

I give you my heart everytime

Turn it up,turn it off,turn it in

Anyway you choose,anyway you choose at all

Sometimes you do too much

Sometimes it all gets too much

Resigned

I think too much

On things I want too much

It makes me hateful

And I say stupid things

Only you can fill my blank heart

And I'm resigned to that

I wish the sun

And I'm resigned to that

I'll forget to breathe someday

I've never stopped to think why


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