Oh, I just don't know where to begin Though he says he'll wait forever - it's now or never But she keeps him hanging on - the silly champion She says she can't go home without a chaperone Accidents will happen We only hit and run he used to be your victim, now you're not the only one Accidents will happen We only hit and run I don't want to hear it, 'cause I know what I've done There's so many fish in the sea That only rise up in the sweat and smoke like mercury But they keep you hanging on - they say you4re so young Your mind is made up, but your mouth is undone Accidents will happen We only hit and run He used to be your victim, now you're not the only one Accidents will happen We only hit and run I don't want to hear it, 'cause I know what I've done And it's the damage that we do and never know It's the words that we don't say that scare me so There's so many people to see So many people you can check upon and add to your collection But they keep you hanging on - until your well hung Your mouth is made up but your mind is undone Accidents will happen We only hit and run He used to be your victim, now you're not the only one Accidents will happen We only hit and run I don't want to hear it, 'cause I know what I've I know what I've, I know what I've done I know, I know I know, I know

Oh it's so funny to be seeing you after so long girl And by the way you look I understand that you were not impressed But I heard you let that little friend of mine Take off your party dress I'm not gonna get too sentimental Like those other sticky valentines Cause I don't know if you were loving somebody I only know it isn't mine Alison I know this world is killing you Oh Alison my aim is true Well I see you've got a husband now Did he leave your pretty fingers lying in the wedding cake You used to hold him right in your hand But he took all that he could take Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking When I hear those silly things that you say I think somebody better put out the big light (Be)cause I can't stand to see you this way Alison I know this world is killing you Oh Alison my aim is true My aim is true My aim is true

It's at times such as this she'd be tempted to spit If she wasn't so ladylike She imagines how she might have lived back when legends and history collide So she looks to her prince finding since he's so charmingly slumped at her side Those days are recalled on the gallery wall And she's waiting for passion or humor to strike What shall we do, what shall we do with all this useless beauty? All this useless beauty Good Friday arrived, the sky darkened on time 'Til he almost began to negotiate She held his head like a baby and said "It's okay if you cry" Now he wants her to dress as if you couldn't guess He desires to impress his associates But he's part ugly beast and Hellenic deceased So she finds that the mixture is hard to deny She won't practice the looks from the great tragic books That were later disgraced to face celluloid It won't even make sense but you can bet If she isn't a sweetheart or plaything or pet The film turns her into an unveiled threat Nonsense prevails, modesty fails Grace and virtue turn into stupidity While the calendar fades almost all barricades to a pale compromise And our leaders have feasts on the backsides of beasts They still think they're the gods of antiquity If something you missed didn't even exist It was just an ideal -- is it such a surprise?

Almost blue Almost doing things we used to do Bm7 -5 C F There's a girl here and she's almost you Almost All the things that your eyes once promised I see in hers too Now your eyes are red from cry - ing Almost blue Flirting with this disaster became me It named me as the fool who only aimed to be Almost blue It's almost touching it will almost do There's a part of me that's always true.....always Not all good things come to an end now it is only a chosen few I've seen such an unhappy cou - ple Almost me Almost you Almost blue

Oh I used to be disgusted, and now I try to be amused. But since their wings have got rusted, you know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes. But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain, that's when I knew that I could not refuse. And I won't get any older, now the angels wanna wear my red shoes. Oh, I was watching while you're dancing away. Our love got fractured in the echo and sway. How come everybody wants to be your friend? You know that it still hurts me just to say it. Oh, I know that she's disgusted (oh why's that) Cause she's feeling so abused. (oh that's too bad) She gets tired of the lust, (oh I'm so sad) but it's so hard to refuse. How can you say that I'm too old, when the angels have stolen my red shoes. Oh, I said "I'm so happy, I could die." She said "Drop dead," then left with another guy. That's what you get if you go chasing after vengeance. Ever since you got me punctured this has been my sentence. Oh I used to be disgusted, and now I try to be amused. But since their wings have got rusted, you know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes. But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain, that's when I knew that I could not refuse. And I won't get any older, now the angels wanna wear my red shoes. Red shoes, the angels want to wear my red shoes Red shoes, The angels want to wear my red shoes

Once upon a time, I had a little money. Government burglars took it long before I could mail it to you. Still you are the only one. Now, I can't let it slip away. So if the man with the ticker tape, he tries to take it, Well, this is what I'm gonna say: Blame it on Cain. Don't blame it on me. Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, but we need somebody to burn. Blame it on Cain. Don't blame it on me. Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, but it just seems to be his turn. Well, if I was a saint with a silver cup And the money got low, we could always heat it up or trade it in. But then the radio that heaven will be wired to your purse. And then you can run down the wave band, coast to coast, hand in hand. Better or worse, curse for curse, don't be disatisfied. So, you're not satisfied. Blame it on Cain. Don't blame it on me. Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, But we need somebody to burn. Blame it on Cain. Don't blame it on me. Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, but it just seems to be his turn. I think I've lived a little too long on the outskirts of town. I think I'm goin' insane from talking to myself for so long. Oh, but I never been accused. When they step upon your face, you wear that good luck grin. I gotta break out one weekend if I do somebody in. But ev'ry single time I feel a little stronger, They tell me it's a crime. Well how much longer? Blame it on Cain. Don't blame it on me. Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, But we need somebody to burn. Blame it on Cain. Don't blame it on me. Oh, oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, But it just seems to be his turn.

Don't tell me you don't know what love is When you're old enough to know better When you find strange hands in your sweater When your dreamboat Turns out to be a footnote I'm a man with a mission In two or three editions, and I'm giving you a longing look Everyday, everyday, everyday, Everyday I write the book Chaaa-pter one, we didn't really get along Chapter two, I think I fell in love with you You said you'd, stand by me in the middle of Chapter three But you were up to your old tricks in Chapters Four, five, and six, and I'm giving you a longing look Everyday, everyday, everyday, Everyday I write the book The wa-ay you walk The way you talk and try to kiss me and laugh In four or five paragraphs. All your compliments and your cutting remarks are captured here in my quotation marks, and I'm giving you a longing look Everyday, everyday, everyday, Everyday I write the book Oo oooooo Everyday I write the book Don't tell me you don't know the difference Between a lover and a fighter With my pen and my electric typewriter Even in a perfect world Where everyone was equal I'd still own the film rights And be working on the sequel, and I'm giving you a longing look Everyday, everyday, everyday, Everyday I write the book Everyday, everyday, Everyday I write the book Everyday, everyday, Everyday I write the book Oooo oooo oooooo

I can hardly bare the sight of lipstick On the cigarettes there in the ashtray Lying cold the way you left them But at least your lips carressed them while you packed And a lip print on a half-filled cup of coffee That you poured and didn't drink But at least you thought you wanted it That's so much more than I can say for me What a good year for the roses Many blooms still linger there The lawn could stand another mowing Funny, I don't even care As you turned to walk away As the door behind you closes The only thing I know to say It's been a good year for the roses After three full years of marriage It's the first time that you haven't made the bed I guess the reason we're not talking There's so little left to say, we haven't said While a million thoughts go running through my mind I find I haven't said a word From the bedroom the familiar sound Of our one baby's crying goes un-heard What a good year for the roses Many blooms still linger there The lawn could stand another mowing Funny, I don't even care As you turned to walk away As the door behind you closes The only thing I know to say It's been a good year for the ro- o- ses

I'm the living result I'm a man who's been hurt a little too much And I've tasted the bitterness of my own tears Sadness, is all my lonely heart can feel I can't stand up for falling down I can't stand up for falling down Simple though love is, still it confused me Why I'm not loved, the way I should be Now I've lived with heartaches, and I've roomed with fear I've dealt with despair, and I've wrestled with tears I can't stand up for falling down I can't stand up for falling down The vow that we made You broke it in two But that don't stop me from loving you I can't stand up for falling down I can't stand up for falling down

| | | Photo - graphs of fancy tricks, To get your kicks at sixty six, He thinks of all the lips that he licks, And all the girls that he's going to fix! She gave a little flirt, gave her - self a little cuddle, But there's no place here for the mini-skirt waddle, Capi - tal punish - ment, she's last years model, They call her Na - tasha when she looks like Elsie, ...I don't want ...to go to ...Chelsea! Oh, no, it does not move me, Even though I've seen the movie, I don't want to check your pulse, I don't want no - body else, I don't want to go to Chelsea! | | | Every - body's got new orders, Be a nice girl, and kiss the warders, Now the teacher is a - way, All the kids be - gin to play! | | | Men come sceaming, dressed in white coats, Shake you very gently by the throat, One's named Gus, one's named Alfie, ...I don't ....want to ...go to ...Chelsea! Oh, no, it does not move me, Even though I've seen the movie, I don't want to check your pulse, I don't want no - body else, I don't want to go to Chelsea! | | | Photo - graphs of fancy tricks, To get your kicks at sixty six, He thinks of all the lips that he licks, And all the girls that he's going to fix! She gave a little flirt, gave her - self a little cuddle, But there's no place here for the mini-skirt waddle, Capital punishment, she's last years model, They call her Na - tasha when she looks like Elsie, ...I don't want ...to go to ...Chelsea! Oh, no, it does not move me, Even though I've seen the movie, I don't want to check your pulse, I don't want no - body else, I don't want to go to Chelsea! | | | |

Oh, my baby, baby, I love you more than I can tell, I don't think I can live with - out you, And I know that I never will, Oh, my baby, baby, I want you so, it scares me ...to death, I can't say any - more than 'I love you!', Everything else is a waste of breath! I want you! You've had your fun, you don't get well no more, I want you! Your fingernails go dragging down the wall, Be careful, darling, you might fall! I want you! I woke up, and one of us was crying, I want you! You said, 'Young man, I do believe you're dying!' I want you! If you need a second o - pinion, As you seem to do, these days, I want you! You can look in my eyes, And you can count the ways! I want you! Did you mean to tell me, but seem to for - get? I want you! Since when were you so generous, and inar - ticulate? I want you, but it's the stupid details that my heart is breaking for, It's the way your shoulders shake, and what they're shaking for, I want you! It's knowing that he knows you now, after only guessing, It's the thought of him un - dressing you, Or... you undressing! I want you! He tossed some tatty compliment your way, I want you, and you were fool e - nough to love it... ...When he said, 'I---- want you!' I want you! The truth can't hurt you, it's just like the dark, It scares you witless, but, in time, you see things clear and stark, I want you! Go on, and hurt me, then we'll let it drop, I want you! I'm afraid I won't know where to stop, I want you! I'm not ashamed to say, I cried for you! I want you! I want to know the things you did, that we did too, I want you! I want to hear he pleases you more than I do, I want you! I might as well be useless for all it means to you, I want you! Did you call his name out as he held you down? I want you! Oh, no, my darling, not with that clown, I----- want you! I want you! You've had your fun, you don't get well no more, I want you! No one who wants you, could want you more! I want you! I want you! I want you! Every night, when I go off to bed, And when I wake up, I want you! I'm gonna say it once again, 'til I instill it---------, I'm going... going to feel this way un - til you... kill it-----, I want you! I--- want you! I--- want you!

You never asked me what I wanted You only asked me why I never thought that so much trouble was a-restin' on my reply I could say it was the nights when I was lonely And you were the only one who'd talk I could tell you that I like your sensitivity When you know it's the way that you walk Why do you have to say that there's always someone Who can do it better than I can? But don't you think that I know that walking on the water Won't make me a miracle man? Baby's gotta have the things she wants You know she's gotta have the things she loves She's got a ten-inch bamboo cigarette holder and her black patent leather gloves And I'm doing everything just tryin' to please her Even crawling around on all fours Oh, I thought by now that it was gonna be easy But she still seems to want for more Why do you have to say that there's always someone Who can do it better than I can? But don't you think that I know that walking on the water Won't make me a miracle man? Yeah they're givin' you a bad reputation Just because you've never been denied You try to say you've done it all before Baby, you know that you just get tired Yet everybody loves you so much, girl I just don't know how you stand the strain Oh, but I'm the one who's here tonight And I don't wanna do it all in vain Why do you have to say that there's always someone Who can do it better than I can? But don't you think that I know that walking on the water Won't make me a miracle man?

Don't start me talking; I could talk all night. My mind goes sleepwalking while I'm putting the world to right. Called careers information. Have you got yourself an occupation? Oliver's Army is here to stay. Oliver's Army are on their way. And I would rather be anywhere else but here today. There was a checkpoint Charlie, he didn't crack a smile. But it's no laughing party when you've been on the murder mile. Only takes one itchy trigger, one more widow one less white nigger. . . . Hong Kong is up for grabs; London is full of Arabs. We could be in Palestine, overrun by the Chinese line with the boys from the Mersey and the Thames and the Tyne. But there's no danger. It's a professional career, though it could be arranged with just a word in Mr. Churchill's ear. If you're out of luck you're out of work We could send you to Johannesburg Oliver's Army is here to stay Oliver's Army are on their way. and I would rather be anywhere else than here today (3 times) Oh oh oh oh... Oh oh oh...

She may be the face I can't forget The trace of pleasure or regret Maybe my treasure or the price I have to pay She may be the song that summer sings May be the chill that autumn brings May be a hundred different things Within the measure of a day She may be the beauty or the beast May be the famine or the feast May turn each day into a Heaven or a Hell She may be the mirror of my dreams A smile reflected in a stream She may not be what she may seem Inside her shell.... She, who always seems so happy in a crowd Whose eyes can be so private and so proud No one's allowed to see them when they cry She maybe the love that cannot hope to last May come to me from shadows in the past That I remember 'till the day I die She maybe the reason I survive The why and wherefore I'm alive The one I care for through the rough and ready years Me, I'll take the laughter and her tears And make them all my souvenirs For where she goes I've got to be The meaning of my life is She....She Oh, she....

| | | | Is it worth it A new winter coat and shoes for the wife And a bicycle on the boy's birthday It's just a rumour that was spread around town By the women and children Soon we'll be shipbuilding Well I ask you The boy said "Dad they're going to make me to task But I'll be back by christmas" It's just a rumour that was spread around town Somebody said that someone got filled in For saying that people get killed in The result of this shipbuilding With all the will in the world Diving for dear life When we could be diving for pearls It's just a rumour that was spread around town A telegram or a picture postcard Within weeks they'll be re-opening the shipyards And notifying the next of kin Once again It's all we're skilled in We will be shipbuilding With all the will in the world Diving for dear life When we could be diving for pearls It's all we're skilled in We will be shipbuilding With all the will in the world Diving for dear life When we could be diving for pearls When we could be diving for pearls When we could be diving for pearls

Nice girls, not one with a defect () Cellophane shrink-wrapped, so correct Red dogs under illegal legs () She looks so good that he gets down and begs She is watching the detectives "Ooh, he's so cute" She is watching the detectives When they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot They beat him up until the teardrops start But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart () Long shot at that jumping sign () Invisible shivers running down my spine () Cut to baby taking off her clothes Close-up of the sign that says "We never close" () He snatches at you and you match his cigarette She pulls the eyes out with a face like a magnet I don't know how much more of this I can take She's filing her nails while they're dragging the lake She is watching the detectives "Ooh, he's so cute" She is watching the detectives When they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot () They beat him up until the teardrops start But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart You think you're alone until you realize you're in it Now fear is here to stay, love is here for a visit Call it instant justice when it's past the legal limit Someone's scratching at the window, I wonder who is it? The detectives come to check if you belong to the parents Who are ready to hear the worst about their daughter's disappearance () Though it nearly took a miracle to get you to stay x It only took my little fingers to blow you away Just like watching the detectives Don't get cute It's just like watching the detectives () I get so angry when the teardrops start But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart Watching the detectives ( ) It's just like watching the detectives Watching the detectives Watching the detectives Watching the detectives Watching the detectives

Now that your picture's in the paper being rythmically admired And you can have anyone that you have ever desired All you gotta tell me now is why, why, why why Welcome to the working week Oh, I know it don't thrill you I hope it don't kill you Welcome to the working week You gotta do it till you're through it so you better get to it All of your fam'ly had to kill to survive And they're still waitin' for their big day to arrive But if they knew how I felt, they'd bury me alive Welcome to the working week. Oh, I know it don't thrill you. I hope it don't kill you. Welcome to the working week. You gotta do it till you're through it so you better get to it. I hear you sayin', "Hey, the city's alright" When you only read about it in books Spend all your money gettin' so convinced That you never even bother to look Sometimes I wonder if we're livin' in the same land Why d'you wanna be my friend When I feel like a juggler runnin' outta hands? Welcome to the working week, Oh ah, welcome to the working week.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . As I walk through This wicked world Searching for light in the darkness of insanity I ask myself "Is all hope lost?" "Is there only pain and hatred, and misery?" And each time I feel like losin' sight There's one thing I wanna know, Whats so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding? Oh Whats so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . As I walk on Through troubled times My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes So where I've gone And who I trusted And where is the har - mon - y, sweet harmony 'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away It just makes me wanna cry, "Whats so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?" Oh "Whats so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?"