Not To
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Always descriptive, lorries green or blue
Backwards from Italy or Czechoslovakia
Looking east, demand or fashion for Alaska or China
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Soixante nouveau [Sixties new]
Lieb diech, bateaux [Love you, boats]
Warsaw, Treptow [District of East Berlin]
Venezia [Venice], Oslo, Moscow
Looking east, clearer green or blue
Come from this place, I think it's called Europe
Symbol fashion, a submarine Europe, a submarine Europe
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[(staccato) E G]
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Headstrong and hope your legs are strong
Yes I said your legs are strong
Because it may not be long
Before you may loose or even lose
That bloody head of yours
And then you'll need those legs
To stand on
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That it'll be a long time
That you may depend on
Something certain, that crutch
Is what you can depend on
Heard you thought you may have got it all right
I think that you might suffer from long-sight
Imagine you were looking at what might be an insight
You're so plain, there's no place in our power train tonight
As the moon's about to wane
In spite of your friendly bit of advice
Let's hope you're not too nice
Why judge your own thing, why judge your own thing?
You're on your..., hey I'm lonely
Let's take a weather check, don't join me
Remember that I've got to be lonely
Got to be lonely, got to be lonely
Give me a hug, let's be separate
You're going to need to be you, me, and happy
Don't look snappy, just don't think too much
Make a decision, I'm not in a rush
It's only a honey, it's all in my (your) mind
Got to be lonely
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So bloody sterile in a state of repose
A feeling of frustration constantly grows
Mindfull of inaction but aware of the risks
A person is battered enthusiastically
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Safe
Not enough
Coordination and movement, the mask of scrutiny
Enveloped in expressions of insularity
Monitor the camera, broadcast rapidly
Suddenly undermining, explaining cryptically
Gambits were pink
Pale purple, yellow
Orange savage baskets laid
One, two, three, seventeen, forty-two
Rain simple slide, exemplary blue
Not yet grounded, lisping a stir
An inch before midnight, flag facing northwards
Two sheep sheep sleep, not rising, not arranging
Not identifying, not reporting
Verbiage baggage
Truculent yet and indemnified
Self-portrait, that's offense
Smile is niggling, certainly not entertaining
Force is self-protecting, rain here now
Season now, murky
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In the army we were marching, we were waiting for our rations
But there's something in the climate that can surely kill my temper
But the food's all mine, yes I got to make a statement
It's a pity they've forgotten how to say it
I'm sure that you're beside yourself, but I can only shrug
Another situation with another set of rules
Counting 1 2 3 beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep
A tiny facet, a twisted image of what might be me
A risk I've taken, a line that's drawn between the A and B
Although it seems a long time since we've all been here
We can't return, we can't stand still
Da-da-da-da da-da-da-da
There is no link
Da-da-da-da da-da-da-da
Not thought not breath
In peopled spaces, we shrink our lives as we make our dreams
Pretending action, reporting lives that are out of reach
Although it's been a long time, I've never been here
I have no wish to return and I'm not standing still
Da-da-da-da da-da-da-da
Under water over ground
Da-da-da-da da-da-da-da
No width no breadth
[instrumental]
A reply was not expected
The question was not asked
And then without warning
Glasses were raised in a toast
The guest turned on his shower
After writing a suicide note
And then without warning
Glasses were raised in a toast
A simple act of kindness
Missing a sense of loss
And then without warning
Glasses were raised in a toast
Graced by his presence
A handsome pleasance
A self-conscious past
Some room for improvement
Remove for improvement
There's a fog upon L. A.
And my friends have lost their way
We'll be over soon they said
Now they've lost themselves instead
Please don't be long, please don't you be very long
Please don't be long, or I may be asleep
Well it only goes to show
And I told them where to go
Ask a policeman on the street
There's so many there to meet
Now it's past my bed I know
And I'd really like to go
Soon will be the break of day
Sitting here in Blue Jay Way
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