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[genesis, selling england by the pound]
(t. banks / p. collins / p. gabriel / s. hackett / m. rutherford)
Itâs one oâclock and time for lunch,
Dum-dee-dum-dee-dum-dum
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,
I can always hear them talk.
Thereâs always been ethel:
Jacob, wake up! youâve got to tidy your room now.
And then mister lewis:
Isnât 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, youâre wasting your time; thereâs 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 youâre 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, Iâm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk.
- Album:
- I Wonder... Why?
- A Feast of Consequences
- Miscellaneous
- 13th Star
- Suits
- Vigil
- Sunsets On Empire
- Songs From The Mirror
- Internal Exile
- Internal Exile Single
- Vigil in a Wilderness of Mirrors
- Misplaced Childhood
- Script For A Jesters Tear
- Fugazi
- Robe Grosse
- Fellini Days
- Raingods With Zippos
- Gone Fishing - Live at Leamington Spa Convention 2012
- Communion (Live Acoustic)
- First of Many