Seven lyrics

(Smyth/McPherson)
Date of last revision: February 23, 1996.
The latest and greatest ... amazing arrival
No conscience, no shame ... for the game of survival
Thieves and villains ... and fraudulent swindlers
Gathered in tribute ... with masks of respect
A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful
Let the band play a waltz into mischief

Eh, Tu!

Deja todo y fijate en esto:

El sonido mad marchoso y vacilon que existe actualmente.

Si vas por la calle y el cuerpo te pide marcha, no te escapes,

escuchalo y vuelvete loco al ritmo del rock canero de Madness:

Un Paso Adelante!

A cage of my own, this cage is my home,
And oh so alone am I.
From above all around helpless to the sound
Of my brother's cry.

Just leave us alone, we don't want to moan,
Only if you make us.
Smashed on the lock until I've had to, drop.
Tried to get my message through.

Off goes another with another's brother,
My arms try to bend across to a friend.

You can't burn me with your laser beam,

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(McPherson/Foreman)
I tell you I didn't do it
'Cause I wasn't there
Don't blame me, it just isn't fair
You listen to their side
Now listen to mine
Can't think of a story
Sure you'll find me sometime
Now pass the blame and don't blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(One two three)
Then I'll be gone and you'll forget
The broken window, t.v. set
It wasn't me either, I'm just his mate

(W. Wurlitzer)
I used to work nights with my dad
It was the best job I ever had
Until them blokes on their bikes came through
Said Come on down to youth, brother, see what's new
Well come on, come on, come on, let's have some fun tonight
Went to the dance like they said I should
It cost me a bob, but it was quite good
The band were jumpin' and a-jivin' around

I'll promise you a gift worth much more if not sold.
Half for you and half for me if I may act so bold.
I'll promise you a home that money cannot buy.
All good homely spirits walking by and by.

I'll promise you a world of making of amend,
And on our anniversary invite you round the bend.

I'll promise you a life it only takes a tick.
All the fruits of life carry you aboard my ship.

(Thompson/Barson)
I wear my cap with pride
When swaying side to side
Indoors where it be crude
Too late to find me shrewd.
I never lay in doubt
When walking from about
At home where it be warm
You're sound asleep unborn!
I'm a small chap
Walk tall chap
When it rains
Cats and dogs
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.
Inside a rubber wall yelling
Screams echo, off the ceiling.
My love could penetrate

Please observe my continental alligator skin line shoulder bag
I've covered it in stickers from far and wide
And stuffed it full of suits and matching ties

I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land
And there's not a single person I can't understand
I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash
I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash

I wear a Panama on my Brilcremed hair

Well Mrs. Hutchinson, you're looking healthy (huh)
But just in case,
Here's a pill a remedy.

Well Mrs. Hutchinson, this is something,
That little upset, I thought I'd diagnosed,
Well not to worry, it's not what I supposed.

You better sit down son your mother's very ill (ah)
We may have to operate it's more than just a chill.
But don't you worry, it's all in competent hands,

The sun shines through the open window,
The empty sides the shadows shallow
My arm circles nothing at all,
My fingers reach to touch the wall.

Missing you when I'm away,
Think of things I'd like to say,
Almost cry to hear you voice,
Lying with me,
Got no choice.

Mundane thoughts during the day,
Suddenly to see your face,
Interrupted thoughts have gone,
Knowing that you're all I want.

Wherever I go
What can I do
Im at a loose end since I split with you
Upped my best, tried hard to please
Now all i've got are my memories

hat will I do now, heaven knows
Find another I suppose
Now you say you dont want to know

What did I do
Where did I go wrong
Since you left its seemed so Low
We made a good pair
Everyone agrees
Now all I've got are my memories

What will I do now, heaven knows

(City, city!)

(City!)

He is just a boy in the city
Dressed the same he's uniformly pretty
He knows it's the time
He can read the signs
He can really change
In the city

The best dressed boy in town he thinks it's funny
Half a dozen jobs makes his money
He's just a boy in the city
Friday night propels Walter Mitty
It's about time
He can read the signs
A night on the town
In the city

When I get home it's late at night,
I'm black and bloody from my life,
I haven't time to clean my hands,
Cuts will only sting me through my dreams.

It's well past midnight as I lie
In a semi-conscious state.
I dream of people fighting me
Without any reason I can see.

In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey
So begins another weary day.

Cardiac Arrest

Papers in the morning
Bowler hat on head
Walking to the bus stop
He's longing for his bed
Waiting with his neighbours
In the rush-hour queue
Got to get the first bus
So much for him to do
He's got to hurry got to get his seat
Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet

Ten more minutes till he gets there
The crossword's nearly done
It's getting so hard these days

So there I am polished heart throat in full puff
I look the part my wad is packed to reimburse.
I've yet to re-rehearse many moons spent on lovelines lent from
Long-legged pop-eyed fat-necked Benny Bullfrog.

Final run-through polish up
The flower of love's my buttercup.
Moon in June for you I'll croon
Just like pop-eyed fat-necked Benny Bullfrog.

Mean piece of muscle I'm Melvin Toad,

instrumental

Summer in London, watery sunshine,
A place in the city where I can go sometimes.
To get on a red bus and go anywhere,
See all the sights and not pay the fare,
Summer in London.

Chip on your shoulder, chips in your mouth,
Can you see the old lady, with tickets to tout.
Getting the tourists into their traps,
Taking their money, the shirts off their backs,
Summer in London.