Angel Delight

John the Wood went out one day
To view the scene from a different angle
He stood and watched a child at play
A-tinkling on an old triangle
Dave the Drum who was passing by
Bought the toy with a coin he'd picked up
You should have seen the gleam in his eye
As he saw a ?tune he's gleaned up? shined up
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
Out in the rain if you want a cup of tea
Dodge the puddles in the yard
The lord of the land's coming round to complain
It's hard
The peacock flew to a very high tree
He didn't like grass or concrete fairies
Put me where the action is
I'd rather be with the next-door hairies
Simon spied the bathroom door
In his hand's a herb shampoo
Waiting for the waters raw
So little time, so much to do
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
Stand in a line, take a book along
There's time for a game of cards
Now it's your turn and the water's all gone
It's cold
The next to appear was the . . .
He needs a rest or at least he says so
You probably think that he's flipped his lid
'Cos he wears high heels and a snow-white trousseau
Five foot three yet he stands so tall
And on the ground his feet are never
Friends may come and friends may go
But the fiddle bill goes on for ever
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
The music room would make you grin
It's cold as a freezing pit
There's a hole in the wall where a lorry came in
Let's split
I quite like a breast of chicken
And I'm crazy about aspic and roast quails
But the sight to make my pulse rate quicken
Is a dozen nice fat snails
On the other hand, there's Pegg on the bass
Whose tastes in food are very much wider
You'll see a smile light up his face
At a couple of kippers and a glass of cider
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
Stand on a chair if you want to watch the box
The fleas can jump a mile
Peer through the haze watching Top Of The Pops
And smile

Big William

He never put a foot wrong
Until the day Joe met Big William
He made him an offer but he often was wrong
"I'll tell you where to stick it," said Big William to Joe
"You can put it where the monkey sticks his nuts"
"I wouldn't give you fourpence for your lousy rotten dough
And, anyway, you haven't got that much"
"Hey Joe, hear what I say
You want my time, I ain't giving away
Go make the money you want some other way"
"I don't want to go to Peru
Don't leave ?Delhi, you're any guru?
I don't like work and I don't like you"
"I'll tell you where to stick it," said Big William to Joe
"You can put it where the monkey sticks his nuts"
"I wouldn't give you fourpence for your lousy rotten dough
And, anyway, you haven't got that much"
"I'll tell you where to stick it," said Big William to Joe
"You can put it where the monkey sticks his nuts"
"I wouldn't give you fourpence for your lousy rotten dough
And, anyway, you haven't got that much"

Bird On A Wire

Like a bird on a wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way
To be free

Like a worm on a hook
Like a knight from some old-fashioned book
I have save all my ribbons
For thee

If I have been unkind
I hope you will just let it go by
And if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was not unto you

Like a baby stillborn
Like a beast with it's horns
I have torn every one
And reached out for thee

Let us swear by this song
And by all I have done wrong
That I will make it all
Up to thee

I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden cross
He said to me “do not ask for someone”
And a woman standing in her darkened door
She cried to me “hey, why not ask for more?”

Like a bird on a wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way
To be free

Bonny Black Hare

On the fourteenth of May at the dawn of the day
With my gun on my shoulder to the woods I did stray
In search of some game if the weather proved fair
To see could I get a shot at the bonny black hare
Oh, I met a young girl there with her face as a rose
And her skin was as fair as the lily that grows
I says "My fair maiden, why ramble you so?
Can you tell me where the bonny black hare do grow?"
Oh, the answer she gave me, her answer was "No
But it's under me apron they say it do grow
And if you'll not deceive me I vow and declare
We'll both go together to hunt the bonny black hare"
Well, I laid this girl down with her face to the sky
And I took out my ramrod and my bullets likewise
I says "Lock your legs round me and dig in with your heels
For the closer we get, oh, the better it feels"
The birds they were singing in the bushes and trees
And the song that they sang was "Oh, she's easy to please"
I felt her heart quiver and I knew what I'd done
Says I "Have you had enough of my old sporting gun?"
Oh, the answer she gave me, her answer was "Nay
It's not often young sportsmen like you come this way
And if your powder is willing and your bullets play fair
Why don't you keep firing at the bonny black hare?"
"Oh, my powder is wasted and my bullets all gone
My ramrod is limp and I cannot fire on
But I'll be back in the morning and if you are still here
We'll both go together to hunt the bonny black hare"

Bring 'em Down

Time stood dark and silent and the stars they gave no light
I wandered in an endless dream, haunted by the night
I saw four ghostly riders, the horses in a line
Each in turn did point at me and say I'm on full ?rein?
We are the sculptors of the land, the rulers of the sea
We are the falcons of your sins, gardeners of the trees
The air about you is burning and the sea below does drown
And the legacy you leave your ?swan? will surely bring 'em down
Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down
Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down
A curse upon you men of war, with gun or pen in hand
The power sword or . . . the castles made of sand
You always have good reason to take more than you need
Your hearts are full of paper and your minds are full of greed
Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down
Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down
What is deeper than the ocean, colder than the grave
Stronger than your armies all and braver than the brave?
Those who know and ?knowing know? will sow on fertile ground
Those who don't and never would are those you will go down
Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down
Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down

Eastern Rain

Rain comes from the east one night
We watch it come
To hang like beaded curtains till the morning sun
Water dripping from our clothes
You, with raindrops on your nose
Ask me sadly, "Please don't go away, love"
"Till the rain is done," I say, "I'll stay now"
Rain outside but inside we don't mind at all
Shadows by the fire
Slowly climb and fall
Kisses fade and leave no trace
Whispers vanish into space
None will send me on a chase to nowhere
What matters if I were the first to go there?
Morning comes up from the east
We watch it come
And far away now rolls the angry rain god's drum
You, with daybreak in your eyes
Afraid to speak for telling lies
I watch you search for some reply to lend me
But when the rain is done we'll stop pretending

Lady Of Pleasure

She's a lady of pleasure, she's a lady of joy
And she has no illusions of grandeur
You can get what you want when your money's up front
She's a sailor-lad's port in a storm
A sailor-lad's port in a storm
To some she's a sweetheart, to some she's a whore
And to others she's there to come home to
Well, she knows the score 'cos she's done it all before
Just knock and she'll open the door
Knock and she'll open the door
"Oh, where are you going, my fine feathered friend?
Have you someone to sleep with tonight?
If you're willing to pay, you'll have somewhere to stay
I've a nice place a short haul away
It's only a short haul away"
There's some makes it easy, there's some makes it hard
And there's some try to keep it a secret
But she's there on the tide, she's just out for a ride
And you know she's got nothing to hide
Nothing at all to hide
'Cos she's a lady of pleasure, she's a lady of joy
And she has no illusions of grandeur
You can get what you want when your money's up front
She's a sailor-lad's port in a storm
A sailor-lad's port in a storm

Nottamun Town

In Nottamun Town, not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look down
Not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look down
To show me the way to fair Nottamun Town
When the king and the queen and the company mourn
Come a-walking behind
And riding before
Come a stark naked drummer
A-beating the drum
With his hands on his bosom come marching along
Sat down on a hard, hard cold frozen stone
Ten thousand around me
Yet I was alone
Took my hat in my hands
For to keep my head warm
Ten thousand got drownded that never was born
In Nottamun Town, not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look down
Not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look down
To show me the way to fair Nottamun Town

Over The Next Hill

Forever, forever, the road goes on forever.
If your wheels are burning up the miles,
And you're wearing down shoe leather.
And your face is frozen in a smile,
And the road goes on forever.
Forever, forever, the road goes on forever.
Over the next hill, maybe there's good weather.
If you're flying over table tops,
Eyes wide with wine and wonder.
Or lazy counting kangaroos,
In dingo days down under.
Down under, down under, in dingo days down under.
Over the next hill, there's no more rain or thunder.
Though you chose the open road and you were willing,
To sing and dance and take the tambourine man's shilling.
All the secret tricks and footsteps you were learning,
But once the stone begins to roll, it's not for turning.
Like a rolling stone, with no direction home.
If you're pacing in a dressing room,
With no fresh paint or windows.
Or you're strutting on some dusty stage,
Wondering where the time goes.
The time goes, the time goes, wondering where the time goes.
Over the next hill, they say there will be rainbows.
Oh, rainbows, rainbows, somewhere over rainbows.
Over the next hill, who knows where the time goes

Polly On The Shore

Come all you wild young men and a warning take by me
Never lead your single life astray or into bad company
As I myself have done, being all in the month of May
When I, as pressed by a sea captain, a privateer to trade
To the East Indies we were bound to plunder the raging main
And it's many the brave and a galliant ship we sent to a watery grave
Ah, for Freeport we did steer, our provisions to renew
When we did spy a bold man-of-war sailing three feet to our two
Oh, she fired across our bows, "Heave to and don't refuse
Surrender now unto my command or else your lives you'll lose"
And our decks they were sputtered with blood and the cannons did loudly roar
And broadside and broadside a long time we lay till we could fight no more
And a thousand times I wished myself alone, all alone with my Polly on the shore
She's a tall and a slender girl with a dark and a-rolling eye
And here am I, a-bleeding on the deck and for a sweet saint must lie
Farewell, my family and my friends, likewise my barley too
I'd never have crossed the salt sea wide if I'd have been ruled by you
And a thousand times I saw myself again, all alone with my Polly on the shore

Wizard Of The Worldly Game

For seven years I've stood right here
And the flowers ?don't be? by day
All for the yarns that I was told
I spread my arms when they grew cold
And warded off the rain
The bigger the tree, the deeper the roots
The grass that is trodden underfoot
Give it time and it will surely rise again
I'm rocked by winds and am soaked by rains
And I bow and sometimes bend
Until I fall and crush the forms
Of a few small friends who stood through storms
And will surely rise again
The bigger the tree, the deeper the roots
The grass that is trodden underfoot
Give it time and it will surely rise again
It's . . . dust, the Derby's just
We do . . . done
?Wild to wind? and wise to pain
Wizard of the worldly game
Treason into trust
The bigger the tree, the deeper the roots
The grass that is trodden underfoot
Give it time and it will surely rise again

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