Song Of A Baker
There's wheat in the field and water in the stream
And salt in the mine and an aching in me
I can no longer stand and wonder because I'm driven by this hunger
So I'll jug some water, bake some flour store some salt and wait the hour
When thinking of love Love is thinking for me
And the baker will come and the baker I'll be
I'm depending on my labour the texture and the flavour
I can no longer stand and wonder because I'm driven by this hunger
So I'll jug some water, bake some flour store some salt and wait the hour
When thinking of love Love is thinking for me
And the baker will come and the baker I'll be
Tin Soldier
I am a little tin soldier that wants to jump into your fire
You are a look in your eye a dream passing by in the sky
I don't understand all I need is treat me like a man
Because I ain't no child take me like I am
I got to know that I belong to you
Do anything that you want to do
Sing any song that you want me to sing to you
I don't need no aggravation I just got to make you
I just got to make you my occupation
I got to know that I belong to you
Do anything that you want to do
Sing any song that you want me to sing to you
All I need is your whispered hello smiles melting the snow nothing heard
Your eyes are deeper than time say a love that won't rhyme without words
So now I've lost my way I need help to show me things to say
Give me your love before mine fades away
I got to know that I belong to you do anything that you want to do
Sing any song that you want me to sing to you
I just want some reaction someone to give me satisfaction
All I want to do is stick with you because I love you
Sorry She's Mine
I said listen boy I'm telling you
Leave that girl you are talking to
You may take her hand and think you're doing fine
But bad news fella I'm sorry she's mine
I said that she looks real good
And you leave her if you could
She may go around and dancing all the time
But hold on fella I'm sorry she's mine
She may go away from me all of the time
But she comes back home to me just to prove shes mine)
I said its no use trying to wear my shoes
Try to win here and you'll lose
Find another girl and stop wasting my time
And don't fight it fella I'm sorry shes mine
My Mind's Eye
I sit here everyday looking at the sky
Ever wondering why I dream my dreams away
And I'm living for today in my mind's eye
Things are clearer than before showing me the way
Asking me to stay I'll never close the door
To all these things and more in my mind's eye
Everybody I know says I'll change
Laughing behind their hands I think they're strange
People running everywhere running through my life
I couldn't give a care because they'll never see
All that I can see with my mind's eye
Lazy Sunday
Wouldn't it be nice, to get on with me neighbours
But they make it very clear, they've got no room for ravers
They stop me from grooving they bang on me wall
They're doing me crust in, it's no good at all
Lazy Sunday afternoon I've got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away
Here we all are, sitting in a rainbow
Gor blimey hello Mrs Jones, how's your Bert's lumbago?
I'll sing you a song with no words and no tune
To sing in your khazi while you suss out the moon
Lazy Sunday afternoon I've got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away
There's no one to hear me, there's nothing to say
And no one can stop me, from feeling this way
Lazy Sunday afternoon I've got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away
Up The Wooden Hills To Bedfordshire
When you're slipping into sleep, that's the time to unwind
Sinking down into the deep, that's the time of no time
When you're slipping into sleep
All the sounds around you seem to have a new meaning
Leave your body behind you with a different feeling
When you're slipping into sleep
The day is night, the night is day
So please out the light as I slip away
Up the wooden hills to Bedfordshire
Up the wooden hills to Bedfordshire
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