If you think there's something wrong. Holes appearing on your lawn. Don't you blame the man next door. It's not him. . Flowers walk from place to place.
Meet you in the secret place. Scuffling in the dirt I wait. Whistle will blow, whistle will blow,. Share a joke the laugh's on me. But when I get you on your own we'll see.
Never been near a university,. Never took a paper or a learned degree,. And some of your friends think that's stupid of me,. But it's nothing that I care about.
The man who sailed around his soul. From East to West, from pole to pole. With ego as his drunken captain. Greed, the mutineer, had trapped all reason in the hold.
All around the world, every boy and every girl. Need the loving. The humble and the great, even those we think we hate. Need the loving. . Soldiers of the queen, all the hard men that we've seen.
The last balloon is leaving, the last balloon from fear. The last balloon is leaving, form that line right here. . Climb aboard, climb aboard you menfolk.
So, let's briefly summarize what we know, shall we?. . The 50's. The 60's. The 70's. The 80's. . Thank you, and goodnight..
Though your heart desires the things that money can buy. Emptiness lies through the glass, I shield your eyes. There's nothing out there for you, my dear.
Smalltown, snoring under blankets. Woken by the clank. It's just the milkman's dawn round. Smalltown, hiding undercovers. The lodgers and the lovers. Are asleep 'round Smalltown.
The disappointed. All shuffle round in circles. Their placards look the same. With a picture and a name. Of the ones who broke their hearts. . The disappointed.
Let's begin. . Peter Pumpkinhead came to town. Spreading wisdom and cash around. Fed the starving and housed the poor. Showed the Vatican what gold's for.
Pubs and clubs and opening hours. Was all he knew. One arm bandits and affiliated members. Women taboo. Had his own tankard. And the evening standard.
I can't hold you down, if you want to fly. Can't you see I'm all broke up inside?. Well, just you use your two X Ray eyes. . Hurt like Kryptonite, put me on my knees.
That wave pulled me into your eyes. Through the greeny gray pebbles. And countless cathedrals arriving. . That wave lift me into your mouth. Turning spires and spittle of pearls.
Do this, do that, do this, do that. . Go and speak. (Do this). To your niece. (Do that). Kiss your aunt. (Do this). On the cheek. (Do that). . Don't talk back.
Thanks for Christmas. Thank you for the love and happiness that's snowing down, all around. Thanks for Christmas. Thank you for the winter friendliness that's snowing down, all around the world.
Terrorism. You're writing your diary in innocents' blood. You're vain and you're ugly, you're no robin hood. You don't steal from the rich to help the poor.
Happy I'm floating. Around on my feet now. You make me go dizzy. I'm weak at the knees, yes. I feel like I'm walking. Round ten feet tall. I feel like I'm walking.
Happy I'm floating. Around on my feet now. You make me go dizzy. I'm weak at the knees, yes. I feel like I'm walking. Round ten feet tall. I feel like I'm walking.
Living in a rabbit tunnel. Keep the doggy in her kennel. Mustn't let her see the world. Oh, no!. Don't treat her like that. Oh, no!. Don't treat her like that.