If you Didn't care what happened to me
And I didn't care
For you
We would zig zag our way through the boredom and pain
Occasionally glancing up through the rain
Wondering which of the buggers to blame
And watching for pigs on the wing
You say the hill's too steep to climb
Climb it
You say you'd like to see me try
climbing
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb that hill in my own way
Just wait a while for the right day
And as I rise above the tree lines and the clouds
I look down
Hearing the sound of the things you've said today
Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd
Smiling
Merciless the magistrate turned 'round
Frowning
And who's the fool who wears the crown
And go down
In your own way
And every day is the right day
And as you rise above the fear lines in his brow
You look down
Hearing the sound of the faces
In the crowd
Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb
Tell Me true, Tell me why
Mother do you think they'll like this song
Was Jesus Crucified?
Maggie, What have we done?
Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls
Ooooooh aaaah
Mother should I build a wall
Mother do you think she's good enough?
Momma loves her baby and Daddy Loves you too
Mother do you think she's Dangerous?
And the sea may look warm to you babe
And the sky may look blue
I've got a bike you can ride it if you like
It's got a bar, bell a basket
Reflectors and a spider seat
Cards on the spoke wheels
Customized license plates
a bell that rings and
Lots of
Lots of
Lots of
Lots of things to make it look good
I'd give it to you if I could
The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
Stoned out laughter
Remembering days and daisy chains and laughs got to keep the loonies on the path
Main Melody
First Harmony
Additional Harmony
High Harmony
And I grieve for my sister
Did Did Did Did You see the frightened ones
Did Did Did Did You hear the falling bombs
Hey Eugene, this is Henry McClean
And I've finished my beautiful flying machine
And I'm ringing to say that I'm leaving today
And maybe you'd like to come with me and
Hide with me Baby
Do you remember me?
How we used to be
Do you think we should be closer?
With all their words and voices shouting
You leave it behind
'Cause you're aware
And Now surround me
Leading the Light
Dark stands before me
With Just one clue presenting
The touch
Of her hand
Off in a Dare
Well Hidden within color
Perchance I should tell her
A path Bold
And Cluttered
I'll Find a way
Together in a Cave and
Grooving with a Pict
Please, Please Baby Lemonade
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine
What did you dream,
How I wish, How I wish you were here
It's alright we told you what to dream
So welcome........
To the machine
Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
Raving and Drooling we fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of demented avengers march
Cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream
Julia dream, Dreamboat Queen
Queen of all my dreams
Sunlight bright upon my pillow
Lighter than an eiderdown
Will she let the weeping willow
Wind his branches 'round
Julia Dream, Dreamboat queen
Queen of all my dreams
Julia Dream, Dreamboat queen
Queen of all my dreams
Every night I Turn the light out
Waiting for the velvet bride
Will the following footsteps catch me
Am I really dying?
Julia Dream, Dreamboat queen
Queen of all my dreams
Julia Dream, Dreamboat queen
Queen of all my dreams
Julia Dream, Dreamboat queen
Queen of all my dreams
Sssssssyd
The path you tread is narrow
And the drop is sheer and very high
The ravens all are watching from a vantage point nearby
Apprehension creeping like a choo-train up your spine
Will the tight reach the end
Doctor Strange is always changing size
Will the final couplet rhyme?
And it's high Time, Cymbaline
Yeah it's, High time, Cymbaline
Please Wake me
Mrs. Klegg
You must be proud of him
Scat
Mrs. Klegg
Another drop of Gjalt, I mean Gin
Ooooh babe
Ooooh babe
Ooooh babe
Of course mommas gonna help build the wall
What's uh... the deal
So let me in, from the cold
Turn my lead into Gold
'Cause there's a chill wind blowin' in my soul
And I think I'm growing old
The Fletcher Memorial, Home for Incurable Tyrants
And Kings
BA You can hide, hide, hide
Is Everyone in
Are you having a nice time?
On the Turning Away
No more turning away
From the weak and the weary
No more turning away from the
Coldness inside
Just a world that we
All must share
Not enough just to stand and stare
Is it only a dream that there'll be no more turning away
You know that I care
What happens to You
And I know that you care
For me too
So I don't feel alone or the weight of the stone
Now that I've found somewhere safe to bury my bone
And any fool knows a dog needs a home
A shelter
What's it all about?
From pigs on the wing
Mother did it need to be so high?
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