I can't sleep, I can't sleep My doctor said I've got to stay in bed A week at least, a week or three But that would drive me crazy My lawyer said my case
I pity inanimate objects Because they can't move From specks of dust to paperweights Or a pound note sealed in resin Plastic Santas in perpetual underwater
it just coincidence, who knows? Get well soon, get well soon *********************************************************************** Transcribed by TJ Thurston 1/28/95 capnbizr@interaccess.com Administrator of Minestrone: The 10cc/Godley & Creme
Dear Mother I'm lying on a white hot blanket wishing you were here we're a thousand miles from Cairo and it's taken us a year to get this far Dear Mother
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
If a man, A, who weighs 11 stone leaves from his home at 8:30 in the morning in a car whose consumption is 16.25 mpg at an average speed of 40 m.p.h.
If they auctioned my heart on The Sale of the Century would it still be there at the end of the show? Would the Quizmaster-man call it a booby prize `
Let me tell you what it's all about Walking round with your talent hanging out I'm feeling ragged as a scrubber's tights Must have had too much to paint
I was standing in the station being pounded by the rain so I sought the last compartment of a stationary train I felt someone get in behind me but I never
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
If I brought a note to school That said my days were numbered They'd leave me Numb and bleeding Or strangle me with jump-leads Momma, momma, momma, In
I'd like to know you better And maybe take you home I'd like to meet your father But really not tonight We'll be stopping off at Dayvilles For pistachio
A public face.................. A private eye.................. A patent shoe.................. A wider belt.................. A deeper sigh..................
I find myself a child again Asleep in Baby Lotion The air was thick With Scalextric And the cars were in slow motion Going up like an air bubble caught
The room is ready for Ralph the room is ready for Ralph the room is ready they've readied the room the room is ready for Ralph Come in Ralph Ralph here
Midnight Saturday sat in the dark watching the ceiling falling apart the air-conditioner's been busted for weeks so the smell of cooking seeps through
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