Garden of Earthly Delights

Kid, stay and snip your cord off, talk and let your mind loose, can't
all think like Chekov but you'll be O.K. Kid is this your first time
here? Some can't stand the beauty, so they cut off one ear, but
you'll be O.K.

Welcome to the garden of earthly delights. Welcome to a billion
Arabian nights. This is your life and you do what you want to do,
this is your life and you spend it all. This is your life and you do
what you want to do, just don't hurt nobody, and the big reward's
here, in the garden of earthly delights.

Kid, pick up with another, some will even drop you, but hearts are
built like rubber, so you'll be all right. Kid, swallow but believe us,
you won't die of boredom, should you have to leave us, it'll be
all right.

Welcome to the garden of earthly delights. Welcome to a billion
Arabian nights. This is your life and you be what you want to be,
this is your life and you try it all. This is your life and you be
what you want to be, just don't hurt nobody, 'less of course they ask
you, in the garden of earthly delights.

Welcome to the garden of earthly delights. Welcome to a billion
Arabian nights. This is your life and you do what you want to do,
this is your life and you spend it all. This is your life and you do
what you want to do, just don't hurt nobody.

Welcome to the garden of earthly delights. Welcome to a billion
Arabian nights.

Welcome to the garden of earthly delights. Welcome to a billion
Arabian nights. This is your life and you be what you want to be,
this is your life and you try it all. This is your life and you be
what you want to be, just don't hurt nobody, 'less of course they ask
you, in the garden of earthly delights.

 

Well I don't know how to tell the weight of the sun, and of
mathematics well I want none, and I may be the Mayor of Simpleton, but
I know one thing and that's I love you. When their logic grows cold
and all thinking gets done, you'll be warm in the arms of the Mayor of
Simpleton.

I can't have been there when brains were handed round (please be
upstanding for the Mayor of Simpleton), or get past the cover of your
books profound (please be upstanding for the Mayor of Simpleton), and
some of your friends thinks it's really unsound that you're ever seen
talking to me.

Well I don't know how to write a big hit song, and all crossword
puzzles well I just shun, and I may be the Mayor of Simpleton, but I
know one thing and that's I love you.

I'm not proud of the fact that I never learned much, just feel I
should say, what you get is all real, I can't put on an act, it takes
brains to do that anyway. (And anyway...)

And I can't unravel riddles problems and puns, how the home computer
has me on the run, and I may be the Mayor of Simpleton, but I know one
thing and that's I love you (I love you).

If depth of feeling is a currency (please be upstanding for the
Mayor of Simpleton), then I'm the man who grew the money tree (no
chain of office and no hope of getting one), some of your friends are
too brainy to see that they're paupers and that's how they'll stay.

Well I don't know how many pounds make up a ton of all the Nobel
prizes that I've never won, and I may be the Mayor of Simpleton, but I
know one things and that's I love you. When all logic grows cold and
all thinking gets done, you'll be warm in the arms of the Mayor of
Simpleton. You'll be warm in the arms of the Mayor of Simpleton.
You'll be warm in the arms of the Mayor. (Please be upstanding for
the Mayor of Simpleton.)

 

King for a Day

Everyone's creeping up to the money god, putting tongues where they
didn't ought to be, on stepping stones of human hearts and souls, into
the land of "nothing for free."

Well the way that we're living, is all take and no giving, there's
nothing to believe in, the loudest mouth will hail the new found way,
to be king for a day.

Everyone's licking up to the new kingpin, trying to get way up with
a smile. Sing for your supper boy and jump to a finger click, ain't
my way of living in style.

'Cause the ladder gets longer, and ambition gets stronger, I can't
satisfy the hunger, that bad old moon has got you in its sway, to be
king for a day.

You're only here once so you got to get it right. (No time to fuss
and fight.) 'Cause life don't mean much if measured out with someone
else's plight. (In time you'll see the light.)

'Cause the way that we're living, is all take and no giving, there's
not much to believe in, the loudest mouth will hail the new found way
to be king for a day.

 

Here Comes President Kill Again

Here comes President Kill again, surrounded by all of his killing
men. Telling us who, why, where and when, President Kill wants
killing again.

Hooray, ring out the bells, King Conscience is dead. Hooray, now
back in your cells, we've President Kill instead.

Here comes President Kill again. Broadcasting from his killing den.
Dressed in pounds and dollars and yen, President Kill wants killing
again.

Hooray, hang out the flags, Queen Caring is dead. Hooray, we'll
stack body bags, for President Kill instead.

Ain't democracy wonderful, them Russians can't win! Ain't democracy
wonderful? Lets us vote someone like that in.

Here comes President Kill again, from pure White House to Number 10.
Taking lives with a smoking pen, President Kill wants killing again.

Hooray, everything's great, now President Kill is dead. Hooray,
I'll bet you can't wait, to vote for President Kill instead...

 

The Loving

All around the world, every boy and every girl, need the loving.
The humble and the great, even those we think we hate, need the
loving. Soldiers of the Queen, all the hard men that we've seen, need
the loving. Babies at the breast, those in power and those
suppressed, need the loving.

Let's face it you just can't hide, your first taste'll send you
reeling, like a firework to which we're tied, be prepared to go
through your ceiling now.

The loving's coming, the loving's more than just an ad man's vision.
The loving's strumming, on your heartstrings, so loud that you can't
help but listen.

Sailors on the seas, or the clergy on their knees, need the loving.
All the rich and poor, even those we fight at war, need the loving.

That thing that we need most of, that stuff we should try before
we've died. Everyone is begging to be loved, with a free gift, a
working heart inside.

The loving's coming, the loving's advertised in all the papers.
The loving's humming; your favorite song, but for once it won't annoy
the neighbors.

The loving, the loving.

All round the world, every boy and every girl, need the loving.
Cold-hearted or warm, every single person born, needs the loving. Way
out there in space, think we'll find that alien race, needs the
loving. And just to end the list, everything that could exist, needs
the loving.

The loving's coming!

 

Poor Skeleton Steps Out

Poor skeleton steps out, dressed up in bad blood, bad brains, bad
thoughts, and others deeds. Poor skeleton no doubt, one of these
days, you can cast aside your human, be free.

When the cities run with blood, and you drink our health in mud,
"All flesh be gone." Save your dry and joyous shout, for the day poor
skeleton steps out.

Poor skeleton steps out, sprung from his life sentence deep inside
some muscle mask. Poor skeleton devout, propping up truck drivers,
film stars, thieves or queens, your brave task.

When technology is rust, and you write your book in dust, "All flesh
be gone."

Can't buy tickets from a tout, for the day poor skeleton
steps out.

Poor skeleton steps out, liberated from sex organs and brown, black,
white skin. Poor skeleton you lout, don't you think that we might
like to have been asked to join in?

For good skeletons are we, and we're dying to be free, "All flesh be
gone." I will scream or sulk and pout, until my poor skeleton steps
out.

Look out, here comes bony boy.

 

One of the Millions

I got so much to say but I'm afraid it'll come out wrong, I'm not
akin to the Eighties thing where you look after number one.

But I won't rock the boat, 'cause I'm scared what might happen. I
won't rock the boat, 'cause I'm one of the millions, who never seem to
do anything. (He never seems to do anything.) I never seem to do
anything. (He never seems to do anything.)

And every time I get the urge to strike out on my own, insecurity
wraps me up, it's cold outside the fold.
So I won't rock the boat, 'cause I'm scared what might happen. I
won't rock the boat, 'cause I'm the man who merely threatens, who's
always saying what he's gonna do. (He's always saying what he's gonna
do.) I'm always saying what I'm gonna do. (He's always saying what
he's gonna do.)

I'm running steady, oh so steady, so safe and sound I could drown.

I've had my fill of living in my cozy armchair land, but all my
schemes come to a humiliating end.
So I won't rock the boat, 'cause I'm scared what might happen. I
won't rock the boat, 'cause I'm one of the millions, who's always
saying what he's gonna do. (He's always saying what he's gonna do.)
I'm always saying what I'm gonna do. (He's always saying what he's
gonna do.)

No I won't rock no boats. (He's always saying what he's gonna do.)
Kiss goodbye to my hopes. (He's always saying what he's gonna do.) I
won't rock no boats. (He's always saying what he's gonna do.) Life
is easy when you're being kept afloat.

I won't rock no boats.

 

Scarecrow People

Hope you enjoyed your flight in one of our new straw airplanes,
you'll find things here are just like what you're used to. There's
lots of waste and razor wire and no one gives a damn about the land,
we just stand around and stare like you folks do.

For we ain't got no brains and we ain't got no hearts, it's just
that wild old wind that tears us all apart. We're the scarecrow
people, have we got lots in common with you. And if you don't start
living well, you're all gonna wind up scarecrow people too.

Hope you enjoyed your meal it's only gas and chemicals, we thought
that you'd prefer something not nature made. Now while you're here,
can you advise us on a war we'd like to start, against some scarecrows
over there, a different shade?

For we ain't got no brains and we ain't got no hearts, it's just
that wild old wind that tears us all apart. We're the scarecrow
people, have we got lots in common with you. And if you don't start
living well, you're all gonna wind up scarecrow people too.

We don't have no tears here, no one hopes or cares or fears here,
for the old, the sick, the poor and them what taint you. We thought
we'd base our civilization upon yours, 'cause you're the smartest
animals on earth, now ain't you?

We don't have no love here, there's no need to rise above here, no
one wants to write a book or try to paint thee. We thought we'd base
our civilization upon yours, 'cause we're all dead from our necks up,
now ain't we?

And we ain't got no brains and we ain't got no hearts, it's just
that wild old wind that tears us all apart. We're the scarecrow
people, have we got lots in common with you. And if you don't start
living well, you're all gonna wind up scarecrow people too.

And I ain't got no brains and I ain't got no heart, it's just them
other humans tear my soul apart. I'm a scarecrow person, have I got
quite some message for you. For if we don't start learning well,
we're all gonna wind up scarecrow people too!

 

Merely a Man

Higher!

I'm a king, yes, I'm a head of state. But I'm the kitchen
boy who'll wash your dirty plate. I had no message and the message
was, we're all Jesus, Buddha, and the Wizard of Oz!

I'm merely a man and I bring nothing but love for you. I'm merely a
man and I want nothing that you can't do!
And you know it's true. That with logic and love we'll be lifting
humanity higher! Higher!

I'm all religious figures rolled into one; Gaddafy Duck propelled
from Jimmy Swaggart's tommy gun. Don't promise rainbows with some
golden pot, In fact what I can offer I know you've already got!

I'm merely a man and I bring nothing but love for you. I'm merely a
man and I want nothing that you can't do?
And you know it's true. That with logic and love we'll have power
enough to raise consciousness up and for lifting humanity higher!
Higher!

And you know it's true. We should chase superstition and fear from
our hearts if we're going to survive and take levels of sanity higher!
Kick it up... Higher!

I'm merely a man and I bring nothing but love for you. I'm merely a
man and I want nothing that you can't do!

And you know it's true. That with logic and love we'll have power
enough to raise consciousness up and for lifting humanity higher!

 

Cynical Days

Another year's gone by, the world's grown older, sometimes I heave a
sigh, people grow colder.

Every day I do my best to show, I can make it in this world I know,
but all the bad thoughts that people bring, my faith in human nature's
getting pretty thin.

Help me get through these cynical days. Help me get through my
cynical ways. You say it's just a passing phase, you've got to help
me get through, these cynical days.

Another see through scheme, people are shallow. The dark night's
closing in, my dark thoughts follow.

I try and make my world a better place (my efforts seem in vain),
but I'm competing in a human race (falling deeper down the drain) that
value things that just don't count, makes me wonder what it's all
about.

Help me get through these cynical days. Help me get through my
cynical ways. You say it's just a passing phase, you've got to help
me get through these cynical days.

Yeah, you say it's just a passing phase, you've got to help
me get through these cynical days.

Yeah, you say it's just a passing phase, yes, help me get through
these cynical days.

Yeah, you say it's just a passing phase, you've got to help me get
through these cynical days.

Cynical days. Cynical days.

 

Across This Antheap

Soldiers, workers, slaves and farmers, nurses, queens and drones.
Wish they'd leave my head tonight; let me rest my bones.

(Ziggedy zig zag just look at 'em.)

A billion feet sound just like a billion drums. A bed is creaking as the new
messiah comes. The cars are crashing and the bacon is hacked. The coffin's
lowered and the lunches get packed.

Still segregating 'cause we insects are tooproud.
Doesn't matter what color of cat you are there's no dogs allowed.

And the screaming sky won't let me sleep. The stars are laughing at
us, as we crawl on and on across this antheap.

Warplanes go over but no wages go 'round. A sign goes up to say
hey we're twin towned. The dough is rising but no bread will be
baked. The fur is genuine but the orgasm's faked. We're spending
millions to learn to speak porpoise, when human loneliness is still a
deafening noise.

And the screaming sky won't let me sleep. The stars are laughing at
us, as we crawl on and on across this antheap.

Soldiers, workers, slaves and farmers, nurses, queens and drones.
Wish they'd leave my head tonight, and let me rest my bones.

And all the world's babies are crying still. While all the police
cars harmonize with power drills. As jets and kettles form a chord
with screeching gulls. Accompanied by truncheons keeping time on
human skulls.

And the screaming sky won't let me sleep. The stars are laughing at
us, as we crawl on and on past lovers who'll leap. On and on past
widows who'll weep. On and on no more than skin deep. On and on
across this antheap.

 

Hold Me My Daddy

(Hold me.) Hold me my daddy, I never felt lower than dirt on the
floor. I say hold me my daddy, I never felt like crying oceans
before.

If this means war, why are we in it? Might've fired off a couple of
rounds, I didn't mean to begin it. If these are the bullets that
every father and son must chew, well then hold me my daddy, I forgot
to say I love you.

Hold me my daddy, it hurts me to see grown men fighting this way. I
say hold me my daddy, the young and the old dog aren't having their
day.

This civil war, why are we in it? There's nobody on this flat
earth, would ever want to win it. If these are the hot coals that
every father and son walks through, well then hold me my daddy, I
forgot to say I love you.

And if you agree we can make amends. All this squabbling I've
hated. In another time and another place where our history bends, we
could've been the best of friends and not merely related.

Well these are the right words to say, they're difficult but still
true, well then hold me my daddy, I forgot to say I love you.
(Hold him. Tight. Hold him like he was a baby.)

 

Pink Thing

Anytime you rise, I'm here, and I'm crazy for you pink thing. You
make me want to laugh, you make me want to cry, when I stroke your
head I feel a hundred heartbeats high, pink thing.

I want to take you out and show you round the world, pink thing
it'll be OK. If I could only wake you from your slumber curled, pink
thing what would straight folks say? That man isn't fit to enter
heaven. That man is a sinner. Ever burning in disgrace. Pink thing,
spit in my face, I'd love you for it.

Anytime you call; I'll fall into madness for you pink thing. You
make me want to live. You make me want to die. And when I stroke
your head I feel a hundred heartbeats high, pink thing.

I want to take you out and show you to the girls, pink thing they're
a whole new tribe. If you could only see the way the way the gingham
swirls, pink thing it's a whole new vibe. That man isn't fit to be a
father. That man is a sinner. 'Fore they cast me down to die, pink
thing, spit in my eye, I'd love you for it. Yes, I'd love you for it.

Any time you rise, I'm here, and I'm crazy for you pink thing. You
make me want to laugh; you make me want to cry. And when I stroke
your head I feel a hundred heartbeats high, pink thing.

I want to introduce you, take you to the brink thing. I want to
introduce you, tell me what you think thing. I want to introduce you,
make that missing link thing. Don't you think it's time you met some
female pink thing?

You make me want to laugh, you make me want to cry, so why is it I'm
happy when there's tears down in your eye? Little pink thing.

 

Miniature Sun

I'm 12 o'clock, all daylight hours, I'll warm your bed, I'll grow
your flowers. Like I'm a miniature sun this ball ignited when she
told me I was her only one.

I'm not the same now. I'm not that plain little boy. I'm all
aflame now. I'm king up here like a miniature sun!

No life comes close, I'm rising higher, on holiday, I'm ball of fire,
you made a miniature sun. There's no more shadows in this world she
says I'm her only one.

I'm not the same now. I'm not that plain little boy. I'm all
aflame now. I radiate like a miniature sun.

Now everything looks right today. A billion watts of bright today.
And I'm a blazing kite today. I think I'll float around her house,
and tell her exactly how she makes me glow. But then the other man
leaving merely doffs his hat, and I'm the last to know.

Now everything looks wrong today. An out of tune sung song today.
I've grown from big King Kong today, right down to miniature...

Don't come too close, I'll burn your arm, I'll bleach your hair,
dustbowl your farm, I'll blind your eyes, you blinded mine, I'll spin
with rage, all summertime, you made a miniature sun. Just take a look
up in the night sky, I'm not the only one.

I'm not the same now. I'm not that vain little boy that I was. I'm
all to blame now look out below here I come!

Man crashing down like a miniature sun.

 

Chalkhills and Children

I'm floating over strange land, it's a soulless, sequined, showbiz
moon. I'm floating over strange land, and then stranger still,
there's no balloon. But I'm getting higher, wafted up by fame's
fickle fire 'til the...

Chalkhills and children, anchor my feet. Chalkhills and children,
bringing me back to earth eternally and ever Ermine Street. (Even I
never know where I go when my eyes are closed.)

I'm skating over thin ice, upon blunted blades of metal soft.
I'm skating over thin ice, while some nonesuch net holds me aloft.
But I'm getting higher, lifted up on lucks' circus wire 'til the...

Chalkhills and children, anchor my feet. Chalkhills and children,
bringing me back to earth eternally and ever Ermine Street. Even I
never know where I go when my eyes are closed. Even I never spied
that the scenes were posed. Even I never knew this is what I'd be.
Even eyes never mean that you're sure to see. Still I'm getting
higher, rolling up on three empty tyres, 'til the...

I'm soaring over hushed crowds, the reluctant cannonball it seems.
I'm soaring over hushed crowds, I'm propelled up here by long dead
dreams. Still I'm getting higher, Icarus regrets and retires puzzled.

Chalkhills and children, anchor my feet. Chalkhills and children,
oddly complete. (Even I never know where I go when my eyes are all
closed.) Here I go again!