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Pettigrew Crescent
03:39
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We've been closer before
Than we are now
And I hope we'll be closer again
We've been closer before
Than we are now
And I hope we'll be closer again
But if we are
Wouldn't it be far
too bewildering to figure
That the time we're most
Geographically close
Is the time when we are most severed?
We've been closer before
Than we are now
And I hope we'll be closer again
We've been closer before
Than we are now
And I hope we get closer again
But if we do
Wouldn't it be too
Ironical beyond measure
That the time our hearts
Are furthest apart
Is the time when we're closest together?
People drift apart and away
as sure as they
drift towards one another
It's a natural thing
of which i sing
like the seasons and the weather
It's Good to change
You shouldn't stay the same
for the sake of another's pleasure
But I hope one day
We remember the way
That we felt when we wrote those letters
And as the feeling returns
For a moment it burns
And we'll hug for what feels like forever
As we recollect
and our eyes connect
And we reclaim our buried treasure
We've been closer before
Than we are now
And I hope we'll be closer again
We've been closer before
Than we are now
And I hope we'll be closer again
But if we're not
at least I've got
Something that's warm, sweet and clever
The person you'll be
Eternally
Inside my mind, whatever
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2. |
Toronto Jobhunting Blues
03:28
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3. |
Couples Holding Hands
03:14
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Woke up this morning with a smile upon my face
Full of all goodwill towards the entire human race
Rushed out my house to joyfully greet
The first perfect strangers I’d meet
Unfortunately they turned out to be a pair of lovers
Whose body language made it clear they cared not much for others
Couples holding hands
Couples holding hands
There’s nothing more obnoxious than couples holding hands
Couples holding hands
Couples holding hands
There’s nothibng more obnoxious than couples holding hands
I never found true love, I should be glad for those who did
Congratulations! Then again, who are you trying to kid?
Half of you ain’t found true love, you’re only being phoney
You do it just to irritate and to make us feel lonely
Couples holding hands
Couples holding hands
There’s nothing more annoyingthan couples holding hands
Couples holding hands
Couples holding hands
There’s nothing more soul-destroying than couples holding hands
And seemingly one half of each hand-holding happy item
Seems actually quite ill-at-ease as the clinch is tightened
"Hey Girls, Hey boys, hands off my fella
He’s mine, all mine, can’t afford a collar"
Couples holding hands
Couples holding hands
There’s nothing more frustrating than couples holding hands
Couples holding hands
Couples holding hands
There’s nothing more infuriating than couples holding hands
I had a girlfriend, just for a spell
I thought, "just this once, I’ll try it as well
My hand was sweaty, unpleasant to the touch"
But that doesn’t mean I didn’t like her! No!
Couples holding hands
Couples holding hands
There’s nothing more vexatious than couples holding hands
Couples holding hands
Couples holding hands
What throws me in to rages like couples holding hands?
I don’t really mean it
I don’t really mean it
I was being facetious
I don’t really mean it
All couples are beautiful
All couples are lovely
They’re so sweet
Aaah
Blah blah blah….
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4. |
Bop Bop Shu Wap
03:09
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6. |
Applecart
02:42
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7. |
Song From A Human Heart
01:52
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8. |
The Friar's Song
01:54
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9. |
Same Old Scenes
02:53
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There’s too many Titians in this exhibition of women being ravished by Zeus
Too many Rubenses full of exuberant psychotic gods on the loose
Too many boring postcards of Venice
So-called “still lifes”, of piles of dead pheasants
And sad suicides of fair maidens defiled
And oh, there’s another Madonna and Child
Same old scenes
So often the same old stupid scenes
Same old themes
When they could have painted their wildest dreams
There’s too much pornography pretending not to be, posing as moral instruction
There’s too many hazy daubs by Veronese, not enough Bruegel concoctions
There’s St Sebastian’s harrowing fate
And Holofernes’s head on a plate
Nondescript classicised portrait busts
Naked girls showing the perils of lust
Same old scenes
From the Byzantines to the Nazarenes
Same old scenes
When they could have painted their wildest dreams
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10. |
I Thought We Had It Good
04:17
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We said we’d never wear beige
We said we’d never wear beige
If living must result
In turning into an adult
At least we’d never act our age
We said we’d never wear beige
We’d never reach that stage
Never let our glamour drop
When the party has to stop
And conformity is all the rage
I didn’t realise that when we were apart
We were taking different routes
I didn’t realise that while I took to art
You took to wearing puce
I thought we said, I thought we said
I thought we said, I thought we said
I thought we said, I thought we said
We’d never be caught dead
You said you’d never wear beige
You said you’d never wear beige
And you’re surprised that I’m appalled
I can’t believe you have the gall
To act as though nothing has changed
How can you stand there in beige
How can you stand there in beige
You traitor
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13. |
Hey Shauny Day
03:38
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Animé amethyst eremite clematis
Lithograph aquatint Angevin anubis
Wonderment double-u lazuli marabou
Waterslide dynamite alcopop feverfew
Hey, Shauny Day, colt catapult crochet, Shauny Day, croquet
Hey, Shauny Day, bet baronet Bombay, Shauny Day, blasé
Anti-disestablishmentarian
Non-numerical nanogenarian
Eleemosynary extrapolation
Katzenjammerful concatenation
Tantamount autobahn autoharp pachyderm
Sesame celery entre nous entropy
Waxicles a propos catamite calico
Escapade accolade Scherezade Gubbio
Hey, Shauny Day, pet parapet Pompeii, Shauny Day,
palais
Hey, Shauny Day, met marmoset meleé, Shauny Day,
mauvais
Thanatological tattermalion
Septilateral Pelyponasian
Eleemosynary Erythroblastosis
Mecamelamine metamorphosis
TRY NOT TO FLY BUT TO SURF ROUND THE EARTH
LIKE TO SPAIN OR TO MAINE OR TO PRUSSIA OR PERTH
LIKE TO HULL OR TO MULL OR TO RUSSIA OR RHODES
ÖTLAND OR GÖTLAND OR THE EDGE OF THE GLOBE
Hey, Shauny Day, tope telescope tokay, Shauny Day, touché
Hey, Shauny Day, sand saraband sauteé, shauny day, sashay
Please let me wonder, please help me Rhonda
My little honda, da do ron do ron da
Hokum hokum hallucination
Token token teleportation
Woken woken Wembley station
Oaken oaken asphixiation
Lyrical lyrical lyrical lyrical lyrical lyrical larrikin
Cynical cynical cynical cynical cynical cynical Saladin
Miracle miracle miracle miracle miracle miracle mannequin
Pinnicle pinnicle pinnicle pinnicle pinnicle pinnicle Paladin
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16. |
A Toast To The Coast
03:05
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This land is your land, this land is my land
From Cornish Land’s End to the Scottish Highlands
And the country is one small island
Between two seas a slender slip of dry land
A toast! A toast! A toast to the coast!
Wherever you are it’s temptingly close
A toast! A toast! A toast to the coast!
A toast! A toast!
Scarborough, Clacton, Ilfracombe, Strumble Head
Cromer, Whitley Bay, Stonehaven, Troon,
Redcar, Eyemouth, Flanborough Head
The shells and seaweed, the harbours and beaches
The waves a-crash and the seagull a-screeches
King Lear’s valedictory speeches
The United Kingdom’s outermost reaches
A toast! A toast! A toast to the coast!
The bits of Britain that I like the most
A toast! A toast! A toast to the coast!
A toast! A toast!
Beachy Head, Foulness Point, Milford Haven, Pwlgwaelod
Brighton, Robin Hood’s Bay, Banff, Nairn, Butt of Lewis
The lonely lighthouses the cavernous caves
The King Canute-defying roar of the waves
That brought Dunwich to a watery grave
And one day will do even London great scath
A toast! A toast! A toast to the coast!
The sweetest setting summer can boast
A toast! A toast! A toast to the coast!
A toast! A toast! A toast to the coast!
A toast! A toast! A toast to the coast!
The sweetest setting winter can boast
A toast! A toast! A toast to the coast!
A toast! A toast! A toast- to the coast! (Hear Hear! Cheers!)
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17. |
Calon Lân
00:35
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Nid wy'n gofyn bywyd moethus
Aur y byd na'i berlau mân
Gofyn rwyf am calon hapus
Calon onest, calon lân.
Cytgan:
Calon lân yn llawn daioni
Tecach yw na'r lili dlos
Does ond calon lân all ganu
Canu'r dydd a chanu'r nos.
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18. |
He Is My Everything
02:56
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