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IV - The Business

 

Band on the Run

Spirit of Rock 'n' Roll

Back in the USSR

Backwards Traveller

Velvet Wave

Why Don't We Do It in the Road?

Helen Wheels

Monkberry Moon Delight

Black Vulcan

Venus and Mars

Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

The Songs We Were Singing

 

 

BAND ON THE RUN

Stuck inside these four walls, sent inside forever,

Never seeing no one nice again like you,

Mama you, Mama you.

 

If I ever get out of here,

Thought of giving it all away

To a registered charity.

All I need is a pint a day

If I ever get out of here.

 

Well, the rain exploded with a mighty crash

As we fell into the sun,

And the first one said to the second one

There I hope you're having fun.

Band on the run, band on the run.

And the jailer man and sailor Sam were searching every one

 

For the band on the run, Band on the run, Band on the run, Band on the run

 

Well, the undertaker drew a heavy sigh

Seeing no one else had come,

And a Bell was ringing in the village square for the rabbits on the run.

Band on the run, band on the run.

And the jailer man and sailor Sam, were searching every one

 

For the band on the run, Band on the run, Band on the run, Band on the run

 

Well, the night was falling

As the desert world began to settle down.

In the town they're searching for us everywhere,

But we never will be found.

Band on the run, Band on the run

 

And the county Judge, who held a grudge

Will search for evermore

For the band on the run, Band on the run, Band on the run, Band on the run

 

SPIRIT OF ROCK 'N' ROLL

Hey alligator

When the school bell rings

Gonna see you later

Around the corner

Walking your crocodile

 

Miss Informatiion

When the train pulls in

To the railway station

I'll be waiting for you

Wearing such a silly grin

 

BACK IN THE U.S.S.R.

Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC

Didn't get to bed last night

On the way the paper bag was on my knee

Man I had a dreadful flight

I'm back in the U.S.S.R.

You don't know how lucky you are boy

Back in the U.S.S.R.

 

Been away so long I hardly knew the place

Gee it's good to be back home

Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case

Honey disconnect the phone

I'm back in the U.S.S.R.

You don't know how lucky you are boy

Back in the U.S.S.R.

 

Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out

They leave the West behind

And Moscow girls make me sing and shout

That Georgia's always on my mind.

 

I'm back in the U.S.S.R.

You don't know how lucky you are boys

Back in the U.S.S.R.

 

Show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south

Take me to your daddy's farm

Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out

Come and keep your comrade warm.

 

I'm back in the U.S.S.R.

You don't know how lucky you are boys

Back in the U.S.S.R.

 

BACKWARDS TRAVELLER

Hey, did you know that I'm

Always going back in time

Rhyming slang, auld lang syne my dears

Through the years

 

I am the backwards traveller

Ancient wool unraveller

Sailing songs, wailing on the moon

 

And we were sailing songs, wailing on the moon

Wailing on the moon.

 

VELVET WAVE

The velvet inside

A guitar case

Set the strings

Giddy humming to

The silver vibrations of a note

 

A quick flowing

Stream by the roadside

Buzzed towards the seaside

Tatoos and Torture Tents

Along the shingle shore.

 

Thin echoes of headphones

Ride the murky old bass

Screaming feedback

At the fat lady bather

 

A wave flaps in on itself.

 

WHY DON'T WE DO IT IN THE ROAD?

Why don't we do it in the road?

No one will be watching us

Why don't we do it in the road?

 

HELEN WHEELS

Said farewell to my last hotel, it was never much kind of abode

Glasgow town never brought me down when I was heading out on the road

Carlisle city never looked so pretty and the Kendal Freeway's fast

Slowdown driver, want to stay alive, I want to make this journey last.

 

Helen, hell on wheels, ain't nobody else gonna know the way she feels

Helen, hell on wheels, and they never gonna take her away

 

M6 south down to Liverpool, where they play the west coast sound,

Sailor Sam he came from Birmingham but he never will be found

Doing fine when a London sign greets me like a long lost friend,

Mister motor won't you check her out, she's got to take me back again.

 

MONKBERRY MOON DELIGHT !

So I sat in the attic,

A piano at my nose,

And the wind played a dreadful cantata

Sore was I from the crack of an enemy's hose,

And the horrible sound of tomato

 

Ketchup

Soup and puree,

Don't get left behind

When a rattle of rats had awoken,

The sinews, the nerves and the veins.

My piano was boldly outspoken, in attempts to repeat its refrain.

 

So I stood with a knot in my stomach,

And I gazed at that terrible sight

Of two youngsters concealed in a barrel,

Sucking monkberry moon delight.

 

Monkberry moon delight,

Monkberry moon delight.

 

Well, I know my banana is older than the rest,

And my hair is a tangled beretta.

When I leave my pajamas to Billy Budapest,

And I don't get the gist of your letter

 

Catch up! ,

Cats and kittens

Don't get left behind

 

Monkberry moon delight...

Monkberry moon delight...

 

BLACK VULCAN

Did you ever see a dog so strong and fast

He's the only one that's never been last

Black Vulcan

Oh Black Vulcan.

 

He ain't no ord-in-ary pup

Black Vulcan

Oh Black Vulcan.

 

Moo-oove Black Vulcan

Moo-oove Black Vulcan

You've gotta go

Got all my dough

Oh you

Yes, yes

 

Moo---ve Black Vulcan

Moo-oove Black Vulcan

You've gotta go

Got all my dough

Oh you!

 

VENUS AND MARS

Sitting In The Stand Of The Sports Arena

Waiting For The Show To Begin

Red Lights, Green Lights, Strawberry Wine,

A Good Friend Of Mine, Follows The Stars,

Venus And Mars

Are Alright Tonight.

 

SERGEANT PEPPER'S LONELY HEARTS CLUB BAND

It was twenty years ago today,

Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play

They've been going in and out of style

But they're guaranteed to raise a smile.

So may I introduce to you

The act you've known for all these years,

Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.

 

We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band,

We hope you will enjoy the show,

We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band,

Sit back and let the evening go.

Sgt. Pepper's lonely, Sgt. Pepper's lonely,

Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.

It's wonderful to be here,

It's certainly a thrill.

You're such a lovely audience,

We'd like to take you home with us,

We'd love to take you home.

 

I don't really want to stop the show,

But I thought that you might like to know,

That the singer's going to sing a song,

And he wants you all to sing along.

So let me introduce to you

The one and only Billy Shears

And Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.

 

Billy Shears

 

THE SONG WE WERE SINGING

For a while, we could sit, smoke a pipe,

And discuss all the vast intricacies of life

We could jaw through the night

Talk about a range of subjects, anything you like

Oh yeah

 

But we always came back to the song we were singing

At any particular time

Yeah, we always came back to the song we were singing

At any particular time.

 

Take a sip, see the world through a glass

And speculate about the cosmic solution

To the sound, blue guitars

caught up in a philosophical discussion

Oh yeah

 

But we always came back to the song we were singing

At any particular time

Yeah, we always came back to the song we were singing

At any particular time

 

For a while, we could sit, smoke a pipe

Discuss all the vast intricacies of life

We could jaw through the night,

Talk about a range of subjects, anything you like

 

But we always came back to the song we were singing

At any particular time

Yeah, we always came back to the song we were singing

At any particular time

Yeah, we always came back

 

Take a sip, see the world through a glass

And speculate about the cosmic solution

To the sound, blue guitars

Caught up in a bit of philosophical discussion

Oh, yeah

 

But we always came back to the songs we were singing

At any particular time

Yes, we always came back to the songs we were singing

At any particular time

Yeah

 

We always came back to the songs we were singing

 

 

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