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Where Would You
Rather Be Tonight.

Passed You By.
By Phil Beer.

And whatever happened,
To the girl we used to know?
Oh, the one with the mousy hair.
All fumbling for love in the back of the car,
But you never quite found it there.

And the randy old barmaid,
She's gone in after you.
To the man with a satin bow tie,
Who looks down his nose,
As he serves out the booze,
And he'd rather you passed him by.

Passed him by.
And he'd rather you passed him by.

And whatever happened,
To the deals we used to make.
Watch out, there's a copper about!
Oh, the pub's not the same,
Since they changed the name.
And the paint looks all shiny and smart.

And there's no friends left,
They've all married and gone.
And they live on the edge of the town.
All part of the team in the country club scene.
And they'd rather you passed them by.

Passed them by.
And they'd rather you passed them by.

So you've moved to the city for to find a new scene,
With the posers and the girls with flash cars.

And the rock-and-roll boys,
With there electrified toys.
And the managers fat cigars.

When your out on your own,
And you've found a new home.
Going back was a crazy idea.

When you're making your name,
Things will never stay the same,
And it's better you passed them by.

Passed them by.
And it's better you passed them by.
Passed them by.
And it's better you passed them by.

So whatever happened to the girl we used to know?
Oh, the one with the mousy hair.
All fumbling for love on the park bench at night,
But you never quite found it there.

And the randy old barmaid, she's gone in after you,
To a man with a satin bow tie,
Who looks down his nose,
As he serves out the booze.
And he'd rather you passed him by.

Passed him by.
And he'd rather you passed him by.
Passed him by.
And he'd rather you passed him by.

Official Bootleg One.

Sit You Down.
By Phil Beer.

You used to sing at the break of dawn
Through long hours the sun wouldn't fade away
Your eyes grew bright, your voice grew stronger
You couldn't stay at home any longer
Now you search for the one with the means to pay

Some of us have never left this town
We looked around a while, then settled down
Built our lives with those around us
You've left before you really found us
But if the dreams you weave ever come unwound

Then sit you down at journey's end
The day has fled and you're with your friends
On every side you'll find your own
Sit you down and welcome home

You walk with those that barely know your name
And the sea of talking faces sounds the same
Don't live and laugh with strangers too long
Turn your steps back to where you came from
You left an empty space and it still remains

Sit you down at the journey's end
The day has fled and you're with your friends
On every side you'll find your own
Sit you down and welcome home

Joy.

Iona.
By The Skids.

Oh Iona, winds are blowing
Shall I see you home again

Oh Iona, I remember
Days of beauty, days of pain

I believe you I am with you
To a promise I will keep

No lamenting joy is waiting
I shall see you as I sleep

Oh Iona though divided
All my passion I will save

Oh Iona undecided
Stands by waiting, as I pray

O'er the distance, now between us
Sailing homeward on stormy sea

Speed my message of devotion
Born in flame, forged in steel

Oh Iona, how I miss you
Oh my soul cries out for thee

Oh Iona, Oh Iona,
Oh Iona, stand by me

Bridget St. John Single.

If You've Got Money.
By Bridget St. John.
(Recorded with Kevin Ayers And The Whole World)

If you've got money in your pocket
Giving bits to everybody
And with your love give it all away
For money just means trouble to you
Leads your mind into confusion

The tramper tries to sing you sky-tunes
Needs your money more than you do
Throw him some before you pass him by
And throw him smiles and throw him laughter
Maybe that is what he's after

If you've got money in your pocket
Giving bits to everybody
And with your love give it all away
For money just means trouble to you
Leads your mind into confusion

You may feel safer when you save some
But you feel better if you gave some
Do it now, tomorrow never comes
Throw when money could be shared
The phenotype of heron-ape-sherd(?)

If you've got money in your pocket
Giving bits to everybody
And with your love give it all away
For money just means trouble to you
Leads your mind into confusion

Fish Out Of Water.

I Know What I Like.
By T. Banks, P. Collins, P. Gabriel, S. Hackett, M. Rutherford.

It's one o'clock and time for lunch,
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,
I can always hear them talk.

There's always been Ethel:
"Jacob, wake up! You've got to tidy your room now."
And then Mister Lewis:
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you!
Keep them moving blades sharp...

I know what I like, and I like what I know;
getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.

Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said:
"Listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you
in the fire escape trade. Come up to town!"
But I remebered a voice from the past;
"Gambling only plays when you're winning"
- I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure.
Keep them moving blades sharp...

I know what I like, and I like what I know;
getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.

When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,
I can always hear them talk.
Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk.

Strange Man, Changed Man.

Girl Of My Dreams.
By Bram Tchaikovsky.

Judy was an American girl
She came in one morning with a U.S. mail
Didn't say nothing but she looked pretty good to me

Golden hair that shined so bright
Loving eyes that seem out of sight
She could keep the secrets that we shared in my world of dreams

And a man needs something when he ain't got nothing to hang onto
And the rain don't tell him when I feel like yelling 'I love you!'
Oooh, it gets lonely in the night, when there ain't no one around
Oooh, she makes me feel alright, get my feet right off the ground
She's the girl of my dreams, she's the girl of my dreams

She does what I ask her to, she makes me happy when I feel blue
She stares with her eyes of a child and gets me to my knees
Her heart it never beats in time, "cept when it's beating close to mine."
I keep her from my friends, wrapped away with my fantasies

Rock Bottom.

Little Red Robin Hood Hit The Road.
By Robert Wyatt.

In the garden of England dead moles lie inside their holes,
The dead-end tunnels crumble in the rain underfoot,
Innit a shame?

Can't you see them?
Can't you see them?
Roots can't hold them.
Bugs console them.

I fight with the handle of my little brown broom,
I pull out the wires of the telephone,
I hurt in the head and,
I hurt in the acting bone,
Now I smash up the telly with remains of the broken phone,
I fighting for the crust of the little brown loaf,
I want it I want it I want it give it to me,
I give it you back when I finish the lunchtea,
I lie in the road try to trip up the passing cars,
Yes me and the hedgehog,
We bursting the tyres all day,
As we roll down the highway towards the setting sun,
I reflect on the life of the Highwayman yum yum,
Now I smash up the telly and what's left of the broken phone.

A Last Straw.
By Robert Wyatt.

Seaweed tangled in our home from home.
Reminds me of your rocky bottom.
Please don't wait for the paperweight,
Err on the good side.
Touch us when we collapse.
Into the water we'll go head over heel.
We'll not grow fat inside,
The mammary gland.

Natasha.

Break Through The Rock.
By Sally Natasha Oldfield.

Her life is gonna break through the rock!
Her light is gonna break through the dark
We're gonna light a fire from this tiny spark
Her love is gonna break through every heart!
Her life is gonna break through the rock!
Her light is gonna break through the dark
We're gonna find water from the rock
Her love is gonna break through every heart!

All across the earth I feel it,
In voices of many lands I hear it,
I hear a great song of freedom calling,
The walls that held us in are falling,
High upon this mountainside I can see forever
By the light of a million stars!

Her life is gonna break through the rock!
Her light is gonna break through the dark

James Vane Single.

Jung Lovers.
By J. Vane/M. Dabrowski.
(Produced by Mike Oldfield)

Coffee bars and wine bars
Jung lovers are direct
Joined by the simple minds
Jung lovers are compact

Boys skeeing(?) one another
Hundreling(?) birthday churnel(?)
Fillings on a pressed-up show
Jung lovers are internal

Standing arm in arm, jung lovers
Feeling out the time, jung lovers
Not setting the ways, jung lovers
In a permanent daze, jung lovers

Conversation interrupts
Fresh sap tint in her eyes
Women gone without another
When the friendship does arise

Standing arm in arm, jung lovers
Feeling out the time, jung lovers
Not setting the ways, jung lovers
In a permanent daze, jung lovers

Friendship may unwary(?) their minds
Dust doing their act
Remembering just in time
Jung lovers are compact

Standing arm in arm, jung lovers
Feeling out the time, jung lovers
Not setting the ways, jung lovers
In a permanent daze, jung lovers

Jung lovers
Jung lovers
Jung lovers
Jung lovers

Judy's Gone Down.
By C. Goldring.
(Produced by Mike Oldfield & Steve Brooks)

Her mother sits in a rocking-chair
Into blackness she seems to stare
But she's looking for a girl with golden hair

First prize in a beauty show
She was young but she seemed to know
On a downhill track she was bound to go

Judy's gone down
A victim of her generation
Judy's gone down
You can't mend a broken heart
'Cause Judy's gone down
Ju-Ju-Judy's gone down
Ju-Ju-Judy's gone down

From Leicester Square to the River Plaid(?)
As a model she's so up-to-date
The lines on her face begin to show with the time(?)

Only time for a one-night-stand
You want to love no-one that understands
They just wanna take you they don't wanna take your hands

Judy's gone down
A victim of her generation
Judy's gone down
You can't mend a broken heart
'Cause Judy's gone down
Ju-Ju-Judy's gone down
Ju-Ju-Judy's gone down

Judy is late to me
Your dream come true
Judy is late to me
Your dream come true
Judy is late to me
Your dream come true
Judy is late to me
Your dream come true

Judy's gone down
A victim of her generation
Judy's gone down
You can't mend a broken heart
'Cause Judy's gone down
Ju-Ju-Judy's gone down
Ju-Ju-Judy's gone down

Judy's gone down
A victim of her generation
Judy's gone down
You can't mend a broken heart
'Cause Judy's gone down
Ju-Ju-Judy's gone down
Ju-Ju-Judy's gone down
Ju-Ju-Judy's gone down
Down, down, down, down
Down