I climb up, spending daylight
slide down drunken on the other side
Some sweet girl, playing my wife,
runs off with a boy whose bike she'll ride

Playground (it's a playground)
Marked by the masters and bruised by the bullies in the
Playground (it's a playground)
Never stop rehearsing, rehearsing for the big square world

Bells will ring, door flings open

I'm stupidly happy
Everything's fine
I'm stupidly happy
My heart pumping wine
I'm stupidly happy
With idiot grin
I'm stupidly happy
You won't catch me in

All the birds of the air call your name as they land on my kitchen roof
All the fish in the sea do the same if you need extra proof

I'm stupidly happy
My vision is skewed
I'm stupidly happy
I'm coming unscrewed

Well, would you want me, in your afternoons
If I seduced ya, in your Mills and Boons
Well, I'll be the master if you'll be the mate
But don't you get those headaches
In another life

I'll bring your milk tray, from a parachute
I'll play the Hollywood hunk, you can dye your roots
Or I'll be your Burton if you'll be my Liz
And there might be flying pigs
In another life

In my heart, in my heart

You want some lovely, I got some lovely
In my head, in my head
Where the lions wear the right tie,
where the gems roar, there be lovely

You want some lovely, I got some lovely
In my bed, in my bed
Where the ocean wears the shore down
Where's the on switch?
There be lovely laying waiting naked for you

(Chorus)
We can play every day

Boarded up
Yeah, we're boarded up
Nailed up shut
Yeah, we're boarded up

Music venue has had its day
Death watch beetle band moved in to play
Groups don't come down from London way

Cos we're boarded up
Yeah, we're nailed up shut
Two-by-four-ded up
Yeah, we're boarded up

Touring companies stay away
Rats and mice take the centre stage
Carpenter's mate have a field day

Boarded up

I'm the man who murdered love
Yeah, what do you think to that?
I'm the man who murdered love
Yeah, what do you think to that?

He was begging on his bended knee
For me to put him from his misery
He hadn't worked at all this century
Said I'd do a job for all humanity

I'm the man who murdered love
Yeah, what do you think to that?
I'm the man who murdered love

And I won't take from you

Don't you know
'bout a zillion years ago
Some star sneezed, now they're paging you in reception
Don't you know
Jack and Jill-ion years ago
Some dinosaur dropped the pail when it saw our reflection

Don't you know
We're all light
Yeah, I read that someplace
Don't you know
We're all light
Yeah, I read that someplace

I'm standing, standing in for Joe

Joe called round to ask me, Would I do a favor?
While he's gonna be out of town
He says his girl needs company, she gets so restless
Would I keep her safe and sound?
Softly, softly in the night
Why, you can guess the rest...
Now these shoes fit all too well
Standing in for Joe
Standing in for Joe
I'm standing - in for Joe

Well I stumbled
And I fell
Like a wounded horse
When I found out
You’d been riding
Another man
Well I staggered
Round in circles
On a loser’s course
When I found out
You’d been riding
Another man

Well my friends all said
Just climb back in the saddle
And you know that everything will turn out right
Well my friends all said
You won’t sink if you paddle

And every morning before I'm awake
I walk around the world to make sure she's alright
And every evening 'fore I bolt the door
I give the stars a stir to make sure they will spin all night
For I see people who will scratch and spit and kick and fight
And I see nations war about whether right is left and whether wrong is right
And I know storms inside your head can amplify the blight

A lie for a lie, but a truth for the truth

Church of women is made out of milk
which their love turns to butter -er -er
Church of women will have you give praise
with a laugh, bark and stutter -er -er
Like us men like us men they are nothing like us men
Men have gargoyles 'round their hearts
I'm on my knees but dancing

Want to worship at the church of women

I've got the plow if you've got the furrow
I've got the rabbit if you've his burrow home
I've got the pen if you've got the paper
Time is but clay and I'll see you and the wheel turn
You and the wheel turn

chorus:
And if the pot won't hold our love
If the pot won't hold our love
If the pot won't hold our love
Then we'll dash it to the ground