They disembarked in '45 And no one spoke and no one smiled There were too many spaces in the line And gathered at the cenotaph They all agreed with hand
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell Blue skies from pain And can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you
If you didn't care What happened to me? And I didn't care For you We would zig-zag our way Through the boredom and pain Occasionally glancing Up through
You got to be crazy You gotta have a real need 'Cause sleep on your toes When you're on the street Got to be able to pick out the easy meat With your
You! Yes you! Stand still lady! When we grew up and went to school There were certain teachers Who would hurt the children any way they could By pouring
When we grew up and went to school There were certain teachers Who would hurt the children any way they could "Ooof" (someone being hit) By pouring their
Welcome my son Welcome to the machine Where have you been? (It's alright we know where you've been) You've been in the pipeline Filling in time Provided
{Einse, svei, drei, alle!} So you thought you might like to go to the show To feel the warm thrill of confusion, that space cadet glow I got some bad
Brezhnev took Afghanistan And Begin took Beirut Galtieri took the Union Jack And Maggie over lunch one day Took a cruiser with all hands Apparently to
Hello Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me Is there anyone at home? Come on, now I hear you're feeling down Well, I can ease the pain
Little by little the night turns around Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn Lotuses lean on each other in yearning Under the eaves the swallow is
Hello.......you want a cup of coffee? Im sorry would you like a cup of coffee? ok you take cream and sugar? In truck stops and hamburger joints in cadillac
All that you touch And all that you see All that you taste And all you feel All that you love And all that you hate All you distrust And all you save
Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb Mother do you think they'll like this song Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls Mother should I
Not the torturer will scare me Nor the body's final fall Nor the barrels of death's rifles Nor the shadows on the wall Nor the night when to the ground
The lunatic is on the grass The lunatic is on the grass Remembering games And daisy chains and laughs Got to keep the loonies on the path The lunatic
Breathe in the air Make for the meadow and savour the grass while it lasts By and by Spidery fingers of industry reach for the sky Brick upon brick, stone
Money Get away Get a good job with good pay and you're okay Money It's a gas Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash New car, caviar, four star
