JUST LIKE NAN


She's had a couple of beers
you'd better close your ears
She'll say ' I don't believe it' when a largey walks in
She'll say ' You know what my father would have said,
thats a bag tied up ugly '
She'll say ' look at the size of those thundering thighs-
those are walnut crushers if ever I've seen the like-
she should get on her bike and melt some blubber away '

She's just like nan on Catherine Tate
I can't take her anywhere
Large people beware she'll declare you a disgraceful individual
On the very next table sits the lord mayors wife
weighing in at twenty seven stones
Mother yes there are hungry people on the planet I know
She says the barmaids slacker than the ace of spades
as she lights another amidst her incredulous tirade
and then a handsome man catches her eye

She's just like nan on Catherine Tate
I can't take her anywhere
She says what she thinks at the top of her voice...
ROLLERCOASTER


I can feel the wind blowing through my hair
Take me for a ride on a rollercoaster
A sunshine blue sky wish away
Take me on a low rent holiday
Sand and sea sun and sky
Fun without a care
I wish I were there there there
rollercoaster there there there

Wild red campion jitters in the wind
Sea birds glide above the rocks
Their cries alone crack the silent sun
On a bicycle rides Miss Hunter- Dunn
On a rollercoaster she's at the front
clutching her church hat
And I wish I were there there there
rollercoaster there there there

Fish and chips first then a toffee apple
Then a pint of bright red fizzy pop
I think the chemiicals reacted together
as we broached the incline and surveyed the drop
The summers come its time to drive
the Anglia away
Very soon we'll be there there there
rollercoaster there there there
THE GHOST PRINCESS OF ASTON HALL


Does she hear me whisper
Does she hear me cry
Is she watching over me
Or is death the last goodbye
I believe she may be near
Smiling fondly on our tears
Does she rest in silence or prowl the mansion grounds
Grace and light behold her and peace her soul surrounds
I believe she rests in heaven
but sometimes she must return
The Ghost Princess Of Aston Hall wears Lace
Silver ghost upon the wing
rising to the sun
We think of you each day
at peace with God at one
The Ghost Princess Of Aston Hall
Returns to see her waterfall
The Ghost Princess of Aston Hall wears white
Her ghost a slowly moving radiant light
Her smile says what a thousand words can't say
As down the ancient corridor
through dark she returns
to a place of joy warmth and light...
MY ECCENTRIC COUSIN


Goodnight
sleep peacefully
wherever you may roam
Goodnight
sleep peacefully
I know you're far from home
Feel me for I am near
Feel me for I am here
I want you to know
there should be more in the world like you
but unfortunately you're a minority
My Eccentric Cousin
This songs for you
Goodnight
the sands of time
have drawn up to the shore
Goodnight
I'll watch you sleep
then quietly close the door
Feel me for I am here
Feel me I'm always near
I want you to know...
Your friends will wait for you
in the next room on from here
Goodnight
sleep peacefully
Step into the hidden light...
SEASIDE TOWN


Silver wings and speckled eggs
Silver birds pink reptilian legs
Gliding through the warm sea air
Free of burden free of care

Tumbledown seaside town
Never shed your shabby gown
You've seen better days
Like an old violin with the greatest tunes to play

The trains hypnotic rat-tat-tat
Lulls me into a disengaged trance
The hills and sheep and rabbit crap
Lead my feet a merry dance
And I can still remember the big kid who said
I'll swap you some nuts for one of my sweets
And the television room where they lit boxes of matches
And the pale blue paintwork now long gone

Tumbledown seaside town
Never shed your shabby gown
You've seen better days
Like an old violin with the greatest tunes to play
THIS ENGLISH SUMMER


We'll head for Devon in my Hillman Minx
where the coastline hems the shore
So run with me to where the cliffs of chalk
are a proud promontory
Run with me to where the air is clean
lets lead a pure and simple life
Dreams like these, can come to pass
This English Summer
We're gonna have fun fun fun
Run with me
This English Summer
The bells will peal from the village church
upon a perfect summers day
Honeysuckle scent will be the air
as the parishioners kneel to pray
So let me take you where a tranquil sea
will dance the diamonds of the sun
Forget the suburbs now
lets go on holiday
This English Summer
I believe that in the name of progress
we have lost more than we've gained
I believe we should protect and cherish
what little now remains
So run with me to where the strawberry jam
is served with cream and buttered scones
English seaside town, Fit for a King
This English Summer
I believe we should erect a wall
to keep do-gooders out
The 'not in, not-in-my-backyard' soft leather shoe brigade
can pad around outside
The left aren't right but then the right aren't left
can I see you pants, Lets run away
to boulders swarm
This English Summer
ONE FOR THE MODS


Keep on dancin'
Get in the groove
Keep on dancing
Lets all move


Lets generate some action
Step with the gods
This one ain't for the rockers
This is one for the mods


Keep on dancing
Lets do it with style
Theres a new generation
The scene is still wild
For the mods one for the mods...
PSYCHODRAMA


Things were happening
Things were cool
Then things started changing
I got caught up in a PSYCHODRAMA!
Rama-lama-lama-bam-boo
Psychodrama
Psychodrama tore me in two
When you're walking
down the road of love
You'd better be careful
DON'T GET CAUGHT UP IN A PSYCHODRAMA
Some people out there
have damaged minds
YOU MAKE ME FEEL THAT WAY

I really love you I really love you
Its a feeling I'm not used to
You make me feel that way

I really don't mind my own company
But with you I'm twice as happy
You make me feel that way

She was a friend of mine
But only a friend

She was a friend of mine
But only a friend- of mine

Door onto door its a long corridor
Its a world of inner feeling
You make me feel that way

She was a friend of mine
But only a friend- of mine
WHITE PLASTIC MOCCASINS


White plastic moccasins and a polyester suit
A pencilled slimline waxed moustache
and attach'e case to boot

He's a travelling salesman for a minor company
Selling miles of plastic smiles for an astronomical fee
His white plastic moccasins help him on his way

His wifes the quiet domestic type he does not respect her
Though she lays on plastic dinner parties for the company director
Shes drinking gin like lemonade who on earth can blame her
Hes an emancipated chimpanzee and shes a monkey tamer
His white plastic moccasins help him on his way

He drives an eighties Astra or is it a Vauxhall Viva
At least its not a Robin Reliant three wheeler
Like Micheal Caine in Alfi he can crack a gold toothed smile
But I'd better warn you now old chap in truth he can be vile
-A one man Gestapo in a pair of nylon slacks
His white plastic moccasins help him on his way
HILLBILLY REDNECK


He's a hillbilly redneck
He's a country boy
Theres so much in the hilltops to enjoy
His word for black folks, I hadn't better say
He's a Hillbilly Redneck, All the way

He says a womans place is under a mans thumb
Doing needlework, and things wholesome
Despite that moustache he swears he's not game
He's a Hillbilly Redneck, All the way

He's a hunting shooting fishing pistol swishing kind of guy
His masculinity no one would deny
He's loyal to his flock of sheep and he says that its his job to keep
them 24 hours a day satisfied
He guards his views with a perimeter fence defending them with viloence
towards those who are living on the other side
He's a Hillbilly Redbneck
He's been around the world
as his lifes experience has unfurled
he has stayed parochial wherever he has strayed
cos he's a Hillbilly Redneck, All the way

He's a hunting shooting fishing pistol swishing kind of guy
His masculinity no one dares decry
All his furry farmyard friends hold placards next to their rear ends
saying ' sorry closed- we'd really rather fry '
He was caught on drugs in a rubber vest
which he was wearing underneath his mothers dress
as the sirens mingled with his yodelling cries...
THE WHOLE OF MY HEART


I love you like I've never loved before
Words cannot express what is happening to me
You're nothing like the women we get around here
The yes-but-no-but- allright-y'all urban ghetto girl mingers
The whole of my heart the whole of my soul
The whole of my heart is the thing you control
The whole of my heart the whole of my soul
The whole of my heart is the thing thats under your sweet control
Lovely body clever face and pretty mind
We'll leave the burned out cars and tower blocks behind
You're nothin like the women we get around here
The yes-but-no-but-allright-y'all girls with threpenny bit fingers
The whole of my heart the whole of my soul...
I love you like I've never loved before
Angel princess tailoress with thread of gold...
Paradise mountains is where we'll go
To the loch of lakes and sunsets where silver mist lingers


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