APPLES AND ORANGES
Got a fliptop pack of cigarettes in the pocket
feeling good at the top shopping at shops
she's walking in the sunshine town
feeling very cool
but the butchers and the bakers
in the supermarket stores
getting everything she wants
from the supermarket store
Apples and oranges
apples and oranges
Cornering meekly she trips up sweetly
to meet the people
she's on time again
and then, I catch her by the eye
then stop and have to think
what a funny thing to do
'cause I'm feeling very thin
I love she
she loves me
see you, see you, see you
Thought you might like to know
I'm a lorrydriver man
she's on the run
down by the riverside
feeding ducks in the afternoon time
IT WOULD BE SO NICE
It would be so nice to leave some time
Everybody wakes and in the morning
hot tea can't stop yarning
pass the butter please
have you ever read the Daily Standard
reading all about the plane that's landed
upside down
Everyone knows what I do today
there can be no other way
but I would just like to say
Everybody cares about the weather
but everybody should know better
what a waste of time
everybody lives beneath the ceiling
living out a dream that sends them reeling
to a distant place
But no one knows what I do today
there can be no other way
but I would just like to say
CRUMBLING LAND
In a while I'll find the time to make
The sunshine mine
In a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky
Wheeling, soaring, gliding high
On a hill there lived a man with many
Shining things
Shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings
Wining, dining, shining king
Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies
Drinking in the clear blue well
Back here on the ground another dealer
Coughs and dies
But fifty more come rolling off
The floor production line
Then a man commuting like a village
On the sand
In his hand a moving picture of
The crumbling land
Screaming, dealing, movie man
Here we go, hold your breath to see
If something blows
Close your eyes, count till ten and see
The sunrise rise
Gliding high into the sky
By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise
Upon the finger of the king
On high the eagle flies, that glitter
All of gold
Then wheeling in a cloudy sky,
He flies into the sun
EMBRYO
All is love, is all I am
A ball is all I am
I'm so new compared to you
And I am very small
Warm glow, moon bloom
Always need a little more room
Waiting here seems like years
Never seen the light of day
All around I hear strange sounds
Come durgling in my ear
Red the light and dark the night
I feel my dawn is near
Warm glow, moon bloom
Always need a little more room
Whisper low, where I go
I will see the sunshine show
POINT ME AT THE SKY
Hey Gene, this is Henry Maclean
and I finished my beautiful flying machine
and I'm ringing to say that I'm leaving and maybe
you'd like to fly with me and hide with me, baby
Isn't it strange how little we changed
isn't it sad we're insane
playing the games that we know end in tears
the games we've been playing for thousands and thousands
Point me to this cosmic flight
and throw away the plastic coloured eye
I'd like to use the static miles that we fly
this is my last summarize
Point me at the sky and let it fly
And if you survive till two thousand and five
I hope you're exceedingly thin
for if you are stout you will have to breath out
while the people around you breathe in, breathe in
People blaspheme all I say
to something that I hate to say
stooping down to eat the air
breathe careful that you might die, my friend
All we've got to say to you is goodbye
time will die in our eye
and we fly, it's goodbye
Point me at the sky and let it fly
Wish you were here ‘75
‘75
SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND – PART I
Remember when you were young
You shone like the Sun
Shine on, you crazy diamond!
Now there's a look in your eyes
Like black holes in the sky
Shine on, you crazy diamond!
You were caught on the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom
Blown on the steel breeze
Come on, you target for faraway laughter
Come on, you stranger, you legend, you martyr
And shine!
You reached for the secret too soon
You cried for the Moon.
Shine on, you crazy diamond!
Threatened by shadows at night
And exposed in the light
Shine on, you crazy diamond!
Well you wore out your welcome
With random precision
Rode on the steel breeze
Come on, you raver, you seer of visions
Come on, you painter, you piper, you prisoner
And shine!
WELCOME TO THE MACHINE
Welcome, my son, welcome to the machine
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where have you been.
You've been in the pipeline, filling in time
Provided with toys and "Scouting for Boys"
You bought a guitar to punish your ma
And you didn't like school
And you know you're nobody's fool
So welcome to the machine
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine
What did you dream?
It's alright we told you what to dream.
You dreamed of a big star
He played mean guitar
He always ate in the Steak Bar
He loved to drive in his Jaguar
So welcome to the Machine