For Tomorrow
He's a twentieth century boy, with his hands on the rails 
Trying not to be sick again and holding on for tomorrow 

London ice cracks on a seamless line, he's hanging on for dear life 
So we hold each other tightly and hold on for tomorrow 

Singing la la la la la la 
Holding on for tomorrow 

She's a twentieth century girl, with her hands on the wheel 
Trying not to make him sick again, seeing what she can borrow 

London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes, 
but we're lost on the west way 
So we hold each other tightly we can wait until tomorrow 

CHORUS 

Trying not to be sick again and holding on for tomorrow 
She's a twentieth century girl hanging on for dear life 
So we hold each other tightly and hold on for tomorrow 

CHORUS 

[OVERVOICE] Jim stops and gets out of the car, goes to a house in emperor's gate, through the door and to his room, then he puts the TV on, turns it off and makes some tea, says modern life is rubbish, then Susan comes into the room, she's a naughty girl with a lovely smile and says let's take a drive to primrose hill it's windy there and the view is so nice, London ice can freeze your toes like anyone I suppose 

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Advert
(AD LIB FROM THE SHOPPING CHANNEL) 

It's six o'clock on the dot and I'm half way home 
I feel foul mouthed as I stand and wait for the underground 
And a nervous disposition doesn't agree with this 
I need something to remind me that there is something else 

You need a holiday somewhere in the sun 
With all the people who are waiting there never seems to be one 
Say something, say something else 

Advertisements are here for rapid persuasion 
If you stare too long you lose you appetite 
A nervous disposition doesn't agree with this 
You need fast relief from aches and stomach pains 

CHORUS 

Do you advert think 

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Colin Zeal
Colin Zeal knows the value of mass appeal 
He's a pedestrian walker, he's a civil talker 
He's an affable man with a plausible plan 
Keeps his eye on the news, keeps his future in hand 

And then he 
Looks at his watch he's on time yet again 
He's pleased with himself, so pleased with himself, he's 
Pleased with himself ah ah. 

While sitting in traffic, Colin thinks in automatic 
He's an immaculate dresser, he's the common aggressor 
He's a modern retard with a love of bombast 
Keeps his eye on the news never dwells on the past 

And then he 
Looks at his watch he's on time yet again 
He's pleased with himself, so pleased with himself, he's 
Pleased with himself ah ah. 

He's a modern retard, he's a terminal lard, 
He's an affable man with a carotene tan because Colin Zeal is ill. 

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Colin Zeal
Only the magical transit children sing, sing the lullaby bah, bah, bah, 
Sitting on the pavement sucking on a long straw, it's colorful, 
It's colorful, but it washes you out 

Here is my violence and here is the excuse, 
I learned it all but only second hand 
Falling into walls well, what is it with you, 
you'd never know never know, never know 

We planned it all this way, we planned it all this way 
Pressure on Julian 

Swimming in yellow pissy water, sand getting in between the ears, 
No blood in head in this bloody weather, irate people with 
Yellow tongues 

Only the magical transit children sing, sing lullaby bah, bah, bah 
Falling into walls, well what is it with you, you'd never know 
Never know, never know. 

[OVERVOICE] There was pressure on Julian, pushing trolleys in the car park from b to a then back to b, pressure on Julian, he keeps passing out, poor little snout, the birds are singing at night, pressure on Julian 

Falling into walls well, what is it with you, you'd never know, 
Never know, never know 

There was pressure on Julian, pushing trolleys in the car park from b to a then back to b, pressure on Julian, he keeps passing out, poor little snout, the birds are singing at night, pressure on Julian 

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Starshaped
Wash with new soap behind the collar 
Keeps a clean mental state 
Don't usually bother in cold weather 
But still I'm getting into work late 

And I don't need the practice 

I've been making plans (for the future) 
Become an unconscious man (all for the good) 
Feel so unnecessary (we don't think so, you seem starshaped) 

I have a couple at the weekend 
Helps keep up comaraderie 
And my mind boggles in the muddle 
At the possibilities 

Wash with new soap behind the collar 
Helps keep down the laundry 
And now I bother in cold weather 
Because it cleans me mentally 

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Blue Jeans
Air cushioned soles, I bought them on the Portabello road on Sunday 
I stop and stare a while, a common pastime when conversation goes astray 

But don't think I'm walking out of this 

She doesn't mind, whatever I say, whatever I say 
Don't really want to change a thing, I want to stay this way forever 

Blue, blue jeans I wear them every day, 
there's no particular reason to change 
my thoughts are getting banal, I can't help it 
but I won't pull out hair another day 

You know it's to be with you 

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Chemical World
The pay-me girl has had enough of the bleeps 
So she takes a bus into the country 
Although she got herself rosy cheeks 
She didn't leave enough money to pay the rent 
The landlord says that she's out in a week 
What a shame she was just getting comfy 
And now she's eating chocolate to induce sleep 
In a chemical world its very, very, very cheap 

And I don't know about you 
They're putting the holes in, yes yes 
Its been a hell of a do 
They've been putting the holes in, yes yes 

Peeping Thomas has a very nice view 
Across the street at the exhibitionist 
These townies they never speak to you 
Just stick together so they never get lonely 
Feeling lead, feeling quite light-headed 
Had to sit down and have some sugary tea 
In a chemical world, in a chemical world, 
Its very, very, very cheap. 

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Sunday Sunday
Sunday, Sunday here again in tidy attire 
You read the color supplement, the TV guide 
You dream of protein on a plate, regret you left it quite so late 
Together the family around the table, to eat enough to sleep 
Oh the Sunday sleep 

Sunday, Sunday here again a walk in the park 
You meet an old soldier and talk of the past 
He fought for us in two world wars 
and says the England he knew is no more 
He sings songs of praise every week but always falls asleep 
For that Sunday sleep 

You dream of protein on a plate, regret you left it quite so late 
Together the family around the table to eat enough to sleep 
And mother's pride is you epithet, that extra slice you will soon regret 
So going out is your best bet, then bingo yourself to sleep 
Oh the Sunday sleep 

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Oily Water
Lead in me and me in water 
Dangling in my word 
I swallowed too much oily water 
It keeps slipping down my spine 

In a sense of self decline 
Growing fat on sound 
It's only an early morning dream 
And the whole world will be alright 

My head is full of suspicion 
I'm coming home sometime 
I've swallowed too much oily water 
It keeps slipping down my spine 

In a sense of self in decline 
Lying on my back 
It's only an early morning dream 
And so the whole world will be alright

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Miss America
Miss America sits in the shower 
She's plucking hours from the sky 
Picks up the telephone into another home 
Don't ask me why 

I don't mind, I don't mind at all 
I love only you 

She's a well wisher and she wishes you well 
Wish away, wish away 
She's no jellybean, she's a jemima ho ho 
Wish away, wish away 

I don't mind, I don't mind at all 
I love only you 
Da do da da do 

Here is here and I am here 
Where are you 
Far away, far away 
She's no jellybean, she's a jemima ho ho 
Wish away, wish away back to the top

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Villa Rosie
Practice doesn't make perfect when you're interbreeding 
Speaking drivel can it get confused with heavy breathing 
Mixing drinks at water holes get snarled up in the suburbs 
Meandering through this and that you are suspected of vagueness 

When work is done, go to Villa Rosie every night (we're waiting) 
So form a queue at villa Rosie every night (so tasty) 

Across the common every day you come across the fine line 
But wearing boots can prevent the leeches in the long grass 
Eating between meals stifles the appetite is it healthy 
Coming home that nagging doubt there in your belly 

And all the while at villa Rosie every night (we're tasting) 
A sweeter life at Villa Rosie every night (so tasty) 

All losers come to Villa Rosie every night (we're waiting) 
So form a queue at Villa Rosie every night (so tasty) 
Don't break your back at Villa Rosie every night (we're tasting) 
A sweeter life at Villa Rosie every night (so tasty)

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Coping
Primal, evil, what am I? 
Tongue-tied until the day I die 
There's no love made with mermaids 
It's just distraction or so they say 

But I'm trying to car about it 
Can't you see it in my face, my face 

When I feel this strange can I go through this again 

It's a sorry state you're getting in 
The same excuse is wearing thin 
There's no self control left in me 
What was not will never be 

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Turn It Up
Kazoo, kazoo, you are mine I give you my heart every time 

Turn it up, turn it up, turn it in 

Anyway you choose, anyway you choose at all 
Sometimes you do too much, sometimes it all gets too much 

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Resigned
I think too much 
On things I want too much 
It makes me hateful 
And I say stupid things 
Only you can fill my blank heart 
And I'm resigned to that 

I wish the sun 
Could just keep me warm 
And I'm resigned to that 
I'll forget to breathe someday 
I've never stopped to think why