Hey, hey, the clouds are away
There's straw for the donkeys
And the innocents can all sleep safely
All sleep safely
My, my, sun is pie
There's fodder for the cannons
And the guilty ones can all sleep safely
All sleep safely
And all the world is football-shaped
It's just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And I've got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
I've got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference 'tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and pleasure and the church bells softly chime
Hey hey, night fights day
There's food for the thinkers
And the innocents can all live slowly
All live slowly
My, my, the sky will cry
Jewels for the thirsty
And the guilty one's can all die slowly
All die slowly
And all the world is biscuit-shaped
It's just for me to feed my face
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And I've got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
I've got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference 'tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and pleasure and the church bells softly chime
And birds might fall from black skies
And bullies might give you black eyes
And buses might skid on black ice
But to me it's very, very beautiful
England's glory
Beautiful
A striking beauty
And all the world is football-shaped
It's just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And I've got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
I've got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to tell the difference 'tween the goods and grime
Turds and treasure and there's one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
I've got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference 'tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and pleasure and the church bells softly chime
Man acting like a farmer and
He's treated the woman like a poor cow
We got to treat you better from now
But man is just a baby and
He's needing your milk of kindness I vow
To drink as much as you will allow
All the way through history
Man, machine, no mystery
All the way through history
Girl, have the brain to act as like the weaker s**
Down in the c***pit
Man need the woman to pull him right ...
People rushing 'round with no time to spare
I'm so dizzy, I'm neither here nor there
In this traffic jam, I just want to shout
"Let me off o' this English roundabout"
English roundabout, English roundabout
English round-a
And all the horns go 'Beep Beep'
All the people follow like sheep
I'm full of lights and sound
Making my head go 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
Everyone is cursing under thei...
Here we go then
I am the fly up on the wall
My prying eyes are looking through your bottom drawer
I just came flying through your door
You didn't notice that your number had been called
I see the mother who's beating the babe
I see the money, the pennies you save
Stored on computers, birth to the grave
I'm telling you, fly on the wall, see, see, see, I'm seeing it all
I am the fly up on the wa...
Oh, knuckle down, love his skin
It doesn't matter what color skin he's locked in
Knuckle down, knuckle down and love that skin
Knuckle down, love his race
It doesn't matter if you win or lose a little face
Knuckle down and love that race
Because one bright morning
The world might end with a big bang, big bang
And you'll never ever get yourself another chance
So put aside the hoodoo and some of...
Leisure
They taught me how to work
But they can't teach me how to shirk correctly
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, oh
As you see, science once again robs us of our jobs
They've put a microchip in my place
I hide behind a screen of aggression nowadays
It's just a way of saving some face
So now I'm permanently drunk
Like the rest of the race with leisure
If you think I'm clowning
I assure you that ...
andy partridge
Programmes of violence,
As entertainment,
Brings the disease into your room.
We know the germ,
Which is man-made in metal,
Is really a key to your own tomb.
Prevention is better than cure,
Bad apples affecting the pure,
You'll gather your senses I'm sure
Then agree to,
Melt the guns,
Melt the guns,
Melt the guns,
And never more to fire them.
Melt the guns,
Melt the guns,
Melt th...
A musical in three acts by XTC
Cast of characters
GRAHAM, a teenager
MOTHER, a busy housewife
FATHER, a conservative husband
POLICEMAN, a young constable
SCENE: A kitchen in suburbia, one bright Saturday morning
ACT ONE
Narrator: The insect-headed worker-wife will hang her waspies on the
line. Her husband burns his paper, sucks his pipe while studying
their cushion-floor, his viscous poly-past...
Oh run a, oh run a, oh runaway
Oh run a, oh run a, oh runaway
Please come home
Oh run a, oh run a, oh runaway
Please come home
Daddy hit you in a temper
But he's sorry now
Please come home
Just a quarrel had with mummy
Just a family row
Please come home
You caught mum chasing dad with a knife
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry
You ran away to escape from the fights
Don't cry, don't cry...
Hey, hey, the clouds are away
There's straw for the donkeys
And the innocents can all sleep safely
All sleep safely
My, my, sun is pie
There's fodder for the cannons
And the guilty ones can all sleep safely
All sleep safely
And all the world is football-shaped
It's just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And I've got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working over...
It isn't even winter but I'm freezing, freezing
This sort of feeling isn't pleasing
And what I want to know, man
Why? Oh why, does she treat me like a snowman?
It isn't even winter but I'm freezing, freezing
This sort of feeling isn't pleasing
And what I want to know, man
Why? Oh why, does she treat me like a snowman?
She's been building me, up quite steadily
Seems like I've been here years an...
We, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails
Upon the tops of the seas
That, that would pull us down to the depths and crush us flat
If given half a chance
No need to look back to pictures of lost, when all was rust
We, we will skim across the surface of the mud
As if we're spinning pebbles
In our yacht dance
In our yacht dance
We, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails
Upon th...