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A Little Alien
03:22
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A Little Alien
She’s a little alien to me,
Drinks turpentine for tea.
She’s a little alien to me,
Sitting on my knee.
She sits there on my knee
Just as slinky as can be…
She’s not from round here,
I can tell.
She’s from some Never Never Land,
My little Tinker Bell.
She’s a little alien to me,
Eyes like an almond.
She’s a little alien to me,
Her heart is a diamond.
She sits there on my knee
Just as slinky as can be…
She’s not from round here,
I can tell.
She’s from some Never Never Land,
My little Tinker Bell.
She’s a little alien to me,
She’s got me nonplussed.
She’s a little alien to me,
She’s got me sussed.
She sits there on my knee
Just as slinky as can be…
She’s not from round here,
I can tell.
She’s from some Never Never Land,
My little Tinker Bell.
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Some of The Parts
03:54
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Some of the Parts
I should have done this 30 years ago.
Better late than never, or so they say.
It's a long shot, a difficult throw,
Yet here I stand ready for the play.
My heroes are all in the tomb
Save but one solitary soul.
Voice cracked and out of tune,
But some of the parts make a whole.
Poets are the real, true heroes.
Voices singing in the wilderness:
Words glowing like burning coals
That gutter in the emptiness.
Phrases tumble into space
Tossed upon the tides of thought.
But sometimes it’s so hard to face
The idea it may come to nought.
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3. |
How We Burn
05:13
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Old Flames Burn
Sunday morning, it’s quiet on the street.
He grabs a cup of coffee and a bite to eat.
Wonders what he’ll do to while away the time,
Maybe he’ll take a walk to the Serpentine.
Feed the ducks, go walking in the rain,
Find himself thinking about her again.
How we burn on an old flame!
How we burn… How we burn…
How we burn on an old flame.
She puts on her mascara, fixes her hair,
Checks in the mirror to see if she’s still there.
Tries to read the papers but it’s all bad news,
Wonders what she can do to chase away the blues.
Feed the ducks, go walking in the rain,
Find herself thinking the same old thoughts again.
How we burn on an old flame!
How we burn… How we burn…
How we burn on an old flame.
I look at all the people passing by,
Clouds race away in a brooding sky.
Down on Speakers’ Corner a beard rants and raves,
Telling me about the end of days -
So I feed the ducks, go walking in the rain,
Find myself thinking about her again.
How we burn on an old flame!
How we burn… How we burn…
How we burn on an old flame.
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To The Park
02:40
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To the Park
I wanna take you to the park,
Don’t wanna break your heart
Just wanna take you to the park.
I know you don’t know me too well
But I ain’t ringing no wedding bell –
Just wanna take you to the park.
You look so fine in your summer dress,
A real honey I confess.
I heard the man on the radio say,
It’s gonna be a nice day today.
So I just wanna take you to the park,
Have some fun, a bit of a lark.
Eat some ice cream in the sun,
Maybe feed the ducks on a breadcrumb.
I just wanna take you…
I just wanna take you…
I just wanna take you to the park.
I know you don’t know me too well
But I ain’t ringing no wedding bell –
Just wanna take you to the park.
You look so fine in your summer dress,
A real honey I confess.
I heard the man on the radio say,
It’s gonna be a nice day today.
I just wanna take you…
I just wanna take you…
I just wanna take you to the park.
Eat some ice cream in the sun,
Maybe feed the ducks on a breadcrumb.
I just wanna take you…
I just wanna take you…
I just wanna take you to the park.
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When the Girls Come Out to Play
I took her down to the river
I had something I wanted to give her
My prize conker on a string
You don’t like the girls when you’re only nine
You think they’re just a waste of time
But then they get under your skin
Temptation’s rising
It’s a hot sunny day
It ain’t surprising
When they look that way
When the girls come out to play
She looked nice but the gasworks was smelly
It wasn’t like an ad you see on the telly
And mother wants to know where you been
We looked in the window and made silly faces
Got so high on liquorice laces
The girl got under my skin
The boys were kicking balls up against a wall
But I was Superman, had the cape and all
Maybe I was a little thin
Sally knocks, ‘Are you coming out to play?’
‘Gotta have me tea and I’ll be there right away
The girl got under my skin
Temptation’s rising
It’s a hot sunny day
It ain’t surprising
When they look that way
When the girls come out to play
I take her down to the river
There’s something I wanna give her
But it ain’t no diamond ring
We go tussling in the tall grass
Don’t know if this is really gonna last
But the girl’s got under my skin
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Pinch of Salt
02:58
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Pinch of Salt
You can take The Daily Mail
And burn it in a chimney stack –
It’s just beyond the pale
When you smell a rat.
Help yourself to a pinch of salt
And throw it in the Devil’s eyes,
Don’t let the man default
Or sell you another lie.
You’ll only have yourself to blame
If you get fooled again.
You can take The New York Times
And flush it down a pan.
Try to read between the lines
As best as you can.
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7. |
Girl in the Crowd
03:54
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STEVE.E London, UK
Singer-songwriter from London. Advocate of real instruments & musicians all playing together at the same time. News, views and grooves at stevee.ru
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