Bad Time for the Faithful (Spink)
What we gunna do about me and you?
Well, its strange the ways I’ve loved you,
Junie what you putting me through.
For 14 years while I’ve been sleeping,
Oh, the company you’ve been keeping.
Junie what are we going to do?
We’ve got four children, they’re in care though
And all the colours of the rainbow,
I love ‘em ‘cause they look like you….Oh-whoa-oh
Well these are good times to be single
And it’s fashionable to be free
These are good times for the lonely
But it’s a bad time for the faithful, and for me.
What we gunna do about me and you, now?
Well something’s gotta happen somehow,
Junie its my final plea.
The streets are full of big fat bouncers
And alcoholics in the smoker’s shelters
Its all a load of rubbish to me.
So let my smile be you umbrella
And stop swimming in the stella.
Spend a sexy night with me… Oh-whoa-oh
Well these are good times to be single
And it’s fashionable to be free
These are good times for the lonely
But it’s a bad time for the faithful, and for me.
It’s a bad time for the faithful, and for me.
It’s a bad time for the faithful, and for me.
It’s a bad time for the faithful, and for me.
Circles in the Sand (Loft)
I forgot to tell the story of the time when we were kings
At the top of our own castle in the playground, by the swings
We built our dreams and future plans with castles in the sand
Then drew a circle round them and pretended it was planned
Summers spent in Folkestone with open fields and palisade
Cliffs as high as mountains, sherbet fountains and lemonade
Masters of the wilderness between the “Rec” and the back door
Blooded hands from throwing glass found lying on the floor
Drawing circles in the sand
Drawing circles in the sand
Drawing circles in the sand
Drawing circles in the sand
Through golden tinted glasses I can see where I have been
And I know that I’ll re-enter at the place where I came in
You made a date with destiny, you said “you’d meet at 3”
And when you didn’t show he came around here trying to find me
Drawing circles in the sand
Drawing circles in the sand
Drawing circles in the sand
Drawing circles in the sand
The interlocking circles that we left within our past
Gives testament to all the dreams and plans that couldn’t last
An all too fleeting story full of twists and full of turns
That leaded you, and guided me, and teaches as it learns
Drawing circles in the sand
Drawing circles in the sand
Drawing circles in the sand
Drawing circles in the sand
Derek Don’t Deliver (Spink)
Excuse me if I fall apart for a while
I ain’t been right since I fell off the swing as a child
Tell me something beautiful for a change
‘Cause the kids ‘round here just call me names
Like my family I’m crazy, I bet they’re missing me now
They want me to be friendly, but I don’t know how.
You’re a lovely lady, your house is on my round
Do you remember me baby, ‘cause I used to deliver the Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
Forgive me if I reminisce for a while
About the corners of this village where I can hide
To the island of monkeys I’ve made my way
A place where I can be Derek for the day.
Like my family I’m crazy, I bet they’re missing me now
They want me to be friendly, but I don’t know how.
You’re a lovely lady, your house is on my round
Do you remember me baby, ‘cause I used to deliver the Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
Sue me if I leave this life for a while
And forget about those kids who are so vile,
When I think of something beautiful for a change
It’s the lady who called me by my name.
Like my family I’m crazy, I bet they’re missing me now
They want me to be friendly, but I don’t know how.
You’re a lovely lady, your house is on my round
Do you remember me baby, ‘cause I used to deliver the Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house - I used to deliver Extra to your house
I used to deliver Extra to your house – And the Adscene and the Parish Newsletter.
Drop That Shell (Moss)
You kicked a knitted football to save your baby toes,
And I couldn’t get over your bright lemon clothes.
Punch on the beach at Broadstairs with the wife beater we’d seen,
Those long days went so fast like the tortoise you put on a swing.
Space Hopper Summer sparked by
Well you toed the washing line and pulled the petals from the rose.
Well you grew out of crochet up to a plastic ball,
We were like brothers up until the autumn fall….I wish we could
Drop that shell, and come back to our old selves
Conjuring, counter-spell I wish we could
Drop that shell, I wish we could
Drop that shell, and come back to our old selves
Conjuring, counter-spell I wish we could
Drop that shell, yeah.
The big fence around the new house curbed our urge to roam,
“I’ll see you on the other side”, I said when I left home.
But I see a stranger now, a boy stuck down the well,
And I cannot free the pearl from the oyster shell….I wish we could
Drop that shell, and come back to our old selves
Conjuring, counter-spell I wish we could
Drop that shell, I wish we could
Drop that shell, and come back to our old selves
Conjuring, counter-spell I wish we could
Drop that shell, I wish we could
Drop that shell, and come back to our old selves
Conjuring, counter-spell I wish we could
Drop that shell
I wish we could, Drop that shell and come back to
Our own selves, conjuring, a counter spell, I wish we could
Drop that shell, I wish we could, Drop that shell and come back to
Our own selves, conjuring, a counter spell, I wish we could
Drop that shell…….Yeah
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