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Momma loves her baby And Daddy loves you too And the sea may look warm to you Babe And the sky may look blue Ooooh Babe Ooooh Baby Blue Ooooh Babe If you should go skating On the thin ice of modern life Dragging behind you the silent reproach Of a million tear stained eyes Don't be surprised, when a crack in the ice Appears under your feet You slip out of your depth and out of your mind With your fear flowing out behind you As you claw the thin iceThree Wishes
Reached back for the bottle And rubbed against the lamp Genie came out smiling Like some Eastern tramp He said hey boy what's happening What is going on You can have three wishes If you don't take too long I said well I wish they were all happy in the Lebanon Wish somebody'd help me write this song I wish when I was young My old man had not been gone Genie said consider it done There's something in the air And you don't know what it is You see someone through the window Who you've just learned to miss And the road leads on to glory but You've used up your last wish Your last wish And you want her to come home Genie said I'm sorry But that's the way it goes Where the hell's the lamp sucker It's time for me to go Bye There's something in the air And you don't know what it is You see someone through the window Who you've just learned to miss And the road leads on to glory but You've used up your last wish Your last wish And you want her to come homeThe Tide is Turning (After Live Aid)
I used to think the world was flat Rarely threw my hat into the crowd I felt I had used up my quota of yearning Used to look in on the children at night In the glow of their Donald Duck light And frighten myself with the thought of my little ones burning But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Satellite buzzing through the endless night Exclusive to moonshots and world title fights Jesus Christ imagine what it must be earning Who is the strongest, who is the best Who holds the aces, the East or the West This is the crap our children are learning But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning Now the satellite's confused 'Cos on Saturday night The airwaves were full of compassion and light And his silicon heart warmed To the sight of a billion candles burning Oo, oo, oo, the tide is turning Oo, oo, oo, the tide is turning The tide is turning Billy I'm not saying that the battle is won But on Saturday night all those kids in the sun Wrested technology's sword from the hand of the War Lords Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning The tide is turning Sylvester The tide is turning. "That's it!" [Morse Code:] "Now the past is over but you are not alone Together we'll fight Sylvester Stallone We will not be dragged down in his South China Sea of macho bullshit and mediocrity"Too Much Rope
When the sleigh is heavy And the timber wolves are getting bold You look at you companions And test the water of their friendship With your toe They significantly edge Closer to the gold Each man has his price Bob And yours was pretty low History is short the sun is just a minor star The poor man sells his kidneys In some colonial bazaar Ce sera sera Is that your new Ferrari car Nice but I think I'll wait for the F50 You don't have to be a Jew To disapprove of murder Tears burn our eyes Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope Preacher or poet who was it wrote Give any one species too much rope And they'll fuck it up And last night on TV A Vietnam vet Takes his beard and his pain And his alienation twenty years Back to Asia again Sees the monsters they made In formaldehyde floating 'round Meets a gook on a bike A good little tyke A nice enough guy With the same soldier's eyes Tears burn my eyes What does it mean This tearjerking scene Beamed into my home That it moves me so much Why all the fuss It's only two humans being It's only two humans being Tears burn my eyes What does it mean This tender TV This tearjerking scene Beamed into my home You don't have to be a Jew To disapprove of murder Tears burn in our eyes Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope Preacher or poet who was it wrote Give any one species too much rope And they'll fuck it upTowers Of Faith
Ooooh, the lonely boys In their towers of faith Ooooh, the lonely boys Locked in their towers of faith The prophet reclined On the Golan Heights Ohhh, the lonely boys He said, this land is my land To the Shiites Ooooh, the lonely boys And Jehova looked up from the sea of Galilee beneath He said, I see you, you thief This land is my land And this sand is my sand And this band is my band Oh the lonely boys Lookin' over their shoulder Checkin out every boulder in the park Where the gates are closed from hate After dark And the Pope rolled up in his armored van He fell on his knees and kissed the land He said something that I did not understand It was in polish Then up stepped an aide He said, I will translate Here is what His Holiness said: 'I am the Chief Jesuit.' 'This land is Jesus' land.' 'And that is all' 'All that there is to it.' Hail Mary Mother of God And in New York City The business man in his mohair suit In the world trade center Puffs on his cheroot And he said, Well I don't care who owns the desert sands My brief Is with the hydrocarbons underneath And the sea of battle rages Around the ancient tombs And mother nature licks her wounds And the lonely boys locked in their towers of faith Who are nervous in the park When the gates are closed after dark Ooooh, the lonely boys In their towers of faith Ooooh, the lonely boys Locked in their towers of faithThe Trial
Good morning Worm your honour The crowd will plainly show The prisoner who now stands before you Was caught red handed showing feelings Showing feelings of an almost human nature This will not do CALL THE SCHOOLMASTER I always said he'd come to no good In the end your honour If they'd let me have my way I could Have flayed him into shape But my hands were tied The bleeding hearts and artists Let him get away with murder Let me hammer him today Crazy toys in the attic I am crazy Truly gone fishing Crazy toys in the attic he is crazy They must have taken my marbles away You little shit, you're in it now I hope they throw away the key You should talked to me more often Than you did, but no you had to Go your own way. Have you broken any homes up lately? "Just five minutes Worm your honour him and me alone" Baaaaaabe Come to mother baby let me hold you in my arms M'red I never wanted him to get in any trouble Why'd he ever have to leave me Worm your honour let me take him home Crazy over the rainbow I am crazy Bars in the window There must have been a door there in the wall When I came in Crazy over the rainbow he is crazy The evidence before the court is Incontravertible, there's no need for The jury to retire In all my years of judging I have never heard before of Some one more deserving The full penalty of law The way you made them suffer Your exquisite wife and mother Fills me with an urge to defecate But my friend you have revealed your deepest fear I sentence you to be exposed before your peers Tear down the wall