John Cale
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Macbeth
Welcome home macbeth
It's been a long long time
And
everyone knows you're here
It's easy to see they care
Banquo's been and gone
He's seen it all before
He took
it and then he did walk it
He shook it and then he did rock it
And you know it's true
You never saw things quite that way
And made you see things all her way
Somebody knows for sure
It's
gotta be me or it's gotta be you
Come on along and tell me it's alright
It's alright by me
Alas for poor macbeth
He found a shallow grave
But
better than a painful death
And quicker than his dying breath
Half Past France
I suppose I'm glad I'm on this train
And it's long
Somewhere between dunkirk an paris
Most people here are still asleep
But
I'm awake
Looking out from here -- at half-past france
Things are much different here than norway
Not so cold
Wonder when we'll be in dundee
Old hollweg knows his way around
He's no
fool
Wish I'd get to see my son again
From here on it's got to be
A simple case of them or me
If they're alive then I am dead
Pray God and eat your daily bread
Take your time
We're so far away
Floating in this bay
We're so far
away from home
Where we belong
I'm not afraid now of the dark anymore
And many mountains
now are molehills
Back in berlin they're all well fed
I don't care
People always bored me anyway
Graham Greene
You're having tea with graham greene
In a colored costume
of your choice
And you'll be held in high esteem
If you're seen in
between
Stiffly holding umbrellas
Catching the fellows making the toast
To the civil servant carruthers
Making the others worser than most
You're making small talk now with the queen
And the elegant ladies in
waiting
You're very nervous they can all tell
Pretty well they can tell
So save yourselves for the hounds of hell
They can have you all to
themselves
Since the fashion now is to give away
All the things you love
so well
Welcome back to chipping and sodbury
You can have another
chance
It must all seem like second nature
Chopping down the people
where they stand
According to the latest score
Mr. enoch powell is
falling star
So in future please bear in mind
Don't see clear don't see
far
When the average social director
Mistook a passenger for the
conductor
So shocking see the old church of e
Looking down on you and me
Antarctica Starts Here
The paranoid great movie queen
Sits idly fully armed
The powder and mascara there
A warning light for charm
We see her every
movie night
The strong against the weak
The lines come out and struggle
with
The empty voice that speaks
Her heart is oh so tired now
Of kindnesses gone by
Like broken glasses in a drain
Gone down but not well spent
The road
from barbary to here
She sold then stole right back
The vanity, insanity
her hungry heart forgave
The fading bride's dull beauty grows
Just
begging to be seen
Beneath the magic lights that reach from
Barbary to
here
Her schoolhouse mind has windows now
Where handsome
creatures come to watch
The anaesthetic wearing off
Antarctica starts
here
Andalucia
Andalucia when can I see you
When it is snowing out again
Farmer john wants you
Louder and softer closer and dearer
Then again
Needing you taking you keeping you leaving you
In a year and a day to be
sure
That your face doesn't alter
Your words never falter -- I love you
I'll be here waiting later and later
Hoping the night will
go away
Andalucia castles and christians
Andalucia come to stay
You
were lost, once before, on a day much like this
When you'd made up your mind
not to come
And I couldn't persuade you
Or wait till tomorrow -- or pass
the time
Strange Times In Casablanca
Strange times in casablanca when people pull down their shades
And it's easy enough for us to look at each other and wonder why
We were
to blame
Blame comes remorselessly transfixed
Like the sound of slamming
doors
And doors have doors have doors have doors have doors
Like
companions have pets they sleep in each other's mattresses
Like maggots in
despair
And bleed in each other's nests and make a mess of each other's
snares
Strange times in casablanca
Strange times
They make some
striking couples
They make some frustration of the call
And only those
who are satisfied by friendship would even pay
Attention to it all
It
comes like mail or telegrams
It comes expectant as a widow in heat as a
widow in the searing heat
And that contentment of depression that delivers
most of the time
But cannot help the styling of the horns in the shape of
gargoyle
Broken prints savage fingers
Undertaken catamaran
Strange
times in casablanca
We've turned our back on it once before
And we can
hear from across the waters what damage it will cause us
And you can smash
once more
And they can smash once more
But I don't think anybody wants
to smash anymore
Fighter Pilot
Fighter pilot you're losing the war again
When will you
ever learn
Fighter pilot you're making a big mistake and setting a bad
example
Fighter pilot tell me about your life and are the children
well
Fighter pilot what do you do with yourself at night
When will you
ever learn
Fighter pilot it's a summer of thunderstorms
The sky is
black and blue you're a hero now
But you're a terrible man fighter pilot
Bandits here bandits there angels at ten o'clock
You're
going down
Fighter pilot you're never coming in to land
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