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Pros & Cons Of Hitch Hiking |
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4.30
AM (Apparently They Were Travelling Abroad)
Apparently
they were travelling abroad
And
they picked up some hitchhikers...drill
Wake
up you're dreaming...what...you're dreaming
We
were moving away from the border
Uh
what border?
Have
a nice day...uh...have a nice day
We
were moving away from the border
Looking
for somewhere to sleep
The
two of us sharing the driving
Two
hitchhikers slumped in the back seat
Hello
I
sneaked a quick look in the mirror
She
gave me a smile
I
said "Is anyone hungry?
Should
we stop for a while?"
So
we pulled off into a layby
Her
dress blew up over her head
I
said "Would you like to come with me?"
She
said something foreign under her breath
And
the sun shone down on her lovely young limbs
I
thought to myself she's much too good for him
I
lay down beside her with tears in my eyes
She
said
4.33
AM (Running Shoes)
So
I stood by the roadside
The
soles of my running shoes gripping the tarmac
Like
gunmetal magnets
Fixed
on the front of her Fassbinder face
Was
the kind of a smile
That
only a rather dull child could have drawn
While
attempting a graveyard in the moonlight
But
she was impressed
You
could see that she thought I looked fine
And
when she turned sweeter
The
reason (between you and me) was
She'd
just seen my green Lamborghini
So
we went for a spin in the country
To
feel the wind in our hair
To
feel the power of my engine
To
feel the thrill of desire
And
then in the trees I heard a twig snap
Warning
lights flashed on my map
I
opened my eyes and to my surprise
4.37
AM (Arabs with Knives and West German Skies)
There
were Arabs with Knives
At
the foot of the bed
Right
at the foot of the bed
Oh
my God how did they get in here?
I
thought we were safe home in England
She
said "Come on now kid, it was wrong what you did
You've
got to admit it was wrong"
Oh
god....Jesus
Sleep
Sleep
I
know that I'm only dreaming
Leave
her alone..get out..out..get out of my house
Through
closed eyes
I
see West German skies on the ceiling
And
I want to get back
To
the girl with the rucksack
To
feel her flaxen hair
I
want to be there
See
the sun going down
Behind
Krupps steelworks
On
the outskirts of some German town
Guten
Abend meiner Damen und Herren Ha Ha Ha Ha
Willkommen
in Konnigsburg Ha Ha Ha Ha
Wollen
zie danzen mit mir oder drinken Bier Ha Ha Ha Ha
Thank
you but......
This
young lady and I
Will
just finish this bottle of wine
It
was kind of you...but
I
think we'll just say goodnight
Leave
us alone
Goodnight
Leave
us alone
Could
I have the key to one four three please?
There
you are
Thank
you, goodnight
Hello
yes I'd like to order breakfast please
I'd
like coffee for two, and toast with marmalade
No...marmalade.
4.39
(For the First Time Today-Part 2)
For
the first time today
I
held her naked body next to mine
In
this hotel overlooking the Rhine
I
made her mine
Ooh
babe...ooh babe
Come
with me and stay with me
Please
stay with me
Uh...what
is it?
Stay
with me
Stay
with me
Stay
with me
No...
Stay
with me
Forget
it
4.41
AM (Sexual Revolution)
Hey...girl
Take
out the dagger
And
let's have a stab at the sexual revolution
Hey
girl
Let
freedom for all be our rallying call
Tomorrow
lets make...our new resolution
Yeah,
but tonight lie still
While
I plunder your sweet grave
And
remember
Only
the poor can be saved
Hey
girl
As
I've always said I prefer your lips red
Not
what the good Lord made
But
what he intended
Hey
girl
Don't
point the finger at me
I
am only a rat in a maze like you
And
only the dead go free
So...please
hold my hand
As
we blunder through the maze
And
remember
Nothing
can grow without rain
(Thunder)
Don't
point
Don't
point your finger at me
I
awoke in a fever
The
bedclothes were all soaked in sweat
She
said "You've been having a nightmare
And
it's not over yet"
Then
she picked up the doggy in the window
(The
one with the waggly tail)
And
she put him to bed between two bits of bread
4.47
AM (The Remains of Our Love)
I
just cowered in the corner
My
pyjama coat over my head
And
she smiled as she finished her sandwich
And
her cold eyes fixed me to my dark history
As
she brushed the remains
Of
our love from the bed
And
when she had turned back the covers
When
all of the prayers had been read
She
said "Come on over here you silly boy
Before
you catch your death of cold
I
was only joking
Let's
leave behind the city grime
Let's
not compete
It
could be fine in the country
Couldn't
it though...come on lets go
I
said "OK"
Are
we going to go now?
Where
would you like to go darling?
Mmm...Vermont...Wyoming
(yes)
Wyoming...huh
huh
Children...(what)
we're going to Wyoming
Darling...Which
way is Wyoming?
Hook
a right here
You're
going the wrong way
I
know that
I
know children...
Let's
see how many...Volvos we pass
On
the way to our new life in the country
...One
Jade
don't do that, that's really negative
4.50
AM (Go Fishing)
As
cars go by I cast my mind's eye
Over
back packs on roof racks
Beyond
the horizon
Where
dream makers
Working
white plastic processors
Invite
the unwary
To
reach for the pie in the sky
Go
fishing my boy!
We
set out in the spring
With
a trunk full of books about everything
About
solar devices
And
how nice natural childbirth is
We
cut down some trees
And
we trailed our ideals
Through
the forest glade
We
dammed up the stream
And
the kids cooled their heels
In
the fishing pool we'd made
We
held hands and we exchanged bands
And
we practically lived off the land
You
adopted a fox cub
Whose
mother was somebody's coat
You
fed him by hand
And
then snuggled snuggled him down
By
the grandfather bed while I wrote
We
grew our own maize
And
I only occasionally went into town
To
stock up on antibiotics
And
shells for the shotgun that I kept around
I
told the kids stories while you worked your loom
And
the sun went down sooner each day.
*Chapter
six in which Eeyore has a birthday
And
gets two presents
Daddy...come
on dad
Eeyore
the old grey donkey stood by the side
Of
the stream and he looked at himself in the water
"Pathetic"
he said, "That's what it is"
"Good
morning Eeyore" said Pooh
"Oh"
said Pooh, He thought for a long time
The
leaves all fell down
Our
crops all turned brown
It
was over
As
the first snowflakes fell
I
realized all was not well in the camp
The
kids caught bronchitis
The
space heater ran out of diesel
One
weekend a friend from the East
Rot
his soul
Stole
your heart
I
said "Fuck it then
Take
the kids back to town
Maybe
I'll see you around"
And
so...leaving all our hopes and dreams
To
the wind and the rain
Taking
only our stash
Left
our litter and trash
And
set out on the road again
On
the road again
Bye
Bye Daddy, Bye Daddy
You
can bring Pearl she's a darn nice girl
But
don't bring Liza
4.56
AM (For the First Time Today-Part 1)
For
the first time today
I
feel it's really over
You
were my everyday excuse
For
playing deaf, dumb and blind
Who'd
have ever thought
This
was how it would end for you and me
To
carry my own millstone
Out
of the trees
And
I have to admit
I
don't like it a bit
Being
left here beside this lonesome road.
Lonesome
road
Lonesome
road
4.58
AM (Dunroamin, Duncarin, Dunlivin)
Hey
kid, you looking for a lift?...Get on up here
How's
it going good buddy?
I
nailed ducks to the wall
Kept
my heart in dark ruins
I
built bungalows all over the hills
Dunroamin,
duncarin, dunlivin
Took
my girl to the country
To
sleep out under the moon
Next
thing she's going crazy
Women
are like that kid
What
the hell can you do?
She
waits for the real Mr. Right to come
Gently
removing her heart
With
his promises of real communication
I
saw a program about that on TV........
Who's
always picking up the tab
Who
built a bungalow for his mum and dad
Me.....
Who
took you out to all the shows
Who
worked his fingers to the bone
Me....
While
you were asleep
It
was me...I did
I
kept you in buttons and bows
Christ
all those clothes
So
you could encourage this creep
With
his neat feet
And
his clean fingernails
With
his wise but twinkling eyes
He's
a rock standing out in an ocean of doubt
Get
movin', get off the road ya Goddam faggot
And
compromise
I'd
like to go on with this bit of a song
Describing
this schmuck
I'd
like to go on, but I'm going to throw up
Not
in my rig you don't boy...get the hell out of here
5.01
AM (The Pros and Cons of Hitchhiking)
An
angel on a Harley
Pulls
across to greet a fellow rolling stone
Puts
his bike up on it's stand
Leans
back and then extends
A
scarred and greasy hand...he said
How
ya doin bro?...where ya been?...where ya goin'?
Then
he takes your hand
In
some strange Californian handshake
And
breaks the bone
Have
a nice day
A
housewife from Encino
Whose
husband's on the golf course
With
his book of rules
Breaks
and makes a 'U' and idles back
To
take a second look at you
You
flex your rod
Fish
takes the hook
Sweet
vodka and tobacco in her breath
Another
number in your little black book
These
are the pros and cons of hitchhiking
These
are the pros and cons of hitchhiking
Oh
babe, I must be dreaming
I'm
standing on the leading edge
The
Eastern seaboard spread before my eyes
"Jump"
says Yoko Ono
"I'm
too scared and too good looking" I cried
"Go
on", she says
"Why
don't you give it a try?
Why
prolong the agony all men must die"
Do
you remember Dick Tracy?
Do
you remember Shane?
And
mother wants you
Could
you see him selling tickets
Where
the buzzard circles over
Shane
The
body on the plain
Did
you understand the music Yoko
Or
was it all in vain?
Shane
The
bitch said something mystical "Herro"
So
I stepped back on the kerb again
These
are the pros and cons of hitchhiking
These
are the pros and cons of hitchhiking
Oh
babe, I must be dreaming again
These
are the pros and cons of hitchhiking
5.06
AM (Every Strangers Eyes)
Hello...you
wanna cup of coffee?
I'm
sorry, would you like a cup of coffee?
Ok
you take cream and sugar?
In
truck stops and hamburger joints
In
Cadillac limousines
In
the company of has-beens
And
bent-backs and sleeping forms
On
pavement steps
In
libraries and railway stations
In
books and banks
In
the pages of history
In
suicidal cavalry attacks
I
recognise...
Myself
in every stranger's eyes
And
in wheelchairs by monuments
Under
tube trains and commuter accidents
In
council care and county courts
At
Easter fairs and sea-side resorts
In
drawing rooms and city morgues
In
award winning photographs
Of
life rafts in the China seas
In
transit camps, under arc lamps
On
unloading ramps
In
faces blurred by rubber stamps
I
recognise...
Myself
in every stranger's eyes
And
now from where I stand
Upon
this hill I plundered from the pool
I
look around, I search the skies
I
shade my eyes, so nearly blind
And
I see signs of half remembered days
I
hear bells that chime in strange familiar ways
I
recognise...
The
hope you kindle in your eyes
It's
oh so easy now
As
we lie here in the dark
Nothing
interferes it's obvious
How
to beat the tears
That
threaten to snuff out
The
spark of our love
5.11
AM (The Moment of Clarity)
And
the moment of clarity
Faded
like charity does
Sometimes
I
open one eye
And
I put out my hand just to touch your soft hair
To
make sure in the darkness that you were still there
And
I have to admit
I
was just a little afraid, oh yeah
But
then...
I
had a little bit of luck
You
were awake
I
couldn't take another moment alone. |