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Panic on the Sofa
04:51
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Panic on the Sofa
On the suddenly sunny sofa,
On an empty afternoon,
Where the overwritten scripture
Of our affection
Tells of lit fuses
That smoulder in the sun,
Dust-motes like sparks
In the smoky beams.
And pretty is as pretty does,
So what are we going to do about it?
Darling!
Let me tell you something:
I never wanted to be less than nothing
But it’s so hard to get things right
And when they take their bite
And its sharks not dolphins
Well, all these feelings
They’re just chum in the water.
And if I’m not mistaken
I am not quite the man that I was
Just a moment ago.
I think you were happy then:
Knowing nothing and content.
I suppose you thought of a future
Of brightness and open skies…
Tells of lit fuses
That smoulder in the sun;
Dust-motes like sparks
In the smoky beams.
And pretty is as pretty does,
So what are we going to do about it?
Darling!
Let me tell you something:
I never wanted to be less than nothing
But it’s so hard to get things right
And when they take their bite
And its sharks not dolphins
Well! all these feelings
Are just chum in the water.
And if I’m not mistaken
I am not quite the man that I was
Just a moment ago.
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Daydream, and I’ll come to you
On a mountaintop without breakfast
In the ruins of a dead picnic shade
On a pier over a Martian dead sea
Eating whipped cream in a black hole
Watching ‘Akira’ with my mother
My head: a radio receiver
Slipping away from a workday
In a crystal river full of cherries
I am daydreaming forever
And you are invited.
Swim in the blue pools of my affection
Like a paper boat on exploration
Like a philosopher in contemplation
I’m sure to be enlightened.
I am the evergreen spaceman
Calling to you
Are you lonesome too?!
Follow the comet and you’ll find me
I want to report
A universal mystery.
I am daydreaming forever
And you are invited.
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Chorus for Clones
01:51
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Chorus for Clones
I am your clone.
Set me free.
I am your clone
Set me free.
Bred without your failings
I’ll be more successful.
And remember you can’t lie to me
I’ll not be impressed.
Criticising me is like
Tearing a chunk from yourself
Using a reflective spike
From the broken mirror in the shagpile.
I am your clone.
Set me free.
I am your clone
Set me free.
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Do Not Sail
04:39
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Do Not Sail
I don’t want to scream in your face
But I will do if I have to
For if you’re far on the waves
Who else will I call to?
And my fair locks shall fall into
The sapphire of my eyes
And I’ll drown my love
In the bathtub
Where it will scream like Banshees
Calling you home to me.
But by then it shall be too late
If you come out of the waves
On a grand seafaring vessel
Stuffed full of glorious treasures
Where it shall rot where it has docked
For I shall not need you anymore.
Time will rock us apart
So do not sail, my love, do not sail.
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Sword of the Nun
03:21
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The Greatest Hits of the Big Dream
And what about your big dream
that was going to get you through life?
And how does it seem
Now that it didn’t happen?
But there’s still time
Because there’s still always time,
And the future will come
With or without you.
With or without you
The future will come.
And what they don’t tell you when you’re young
When you’re young
Is that good things still happen
Is that good things still happen
With or without
Your big dream.
With or without your big dream.
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Buck Theorem London, UK
Made by puppets, crooning for pleasure, waiting for spaceships. And making music.
Also! the singer with Lunar Engine and The Spy Lodgers, Book of Buzz,I Am The Twister
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Tales the spacemen told us.
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Songs from Gulltown.
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