Beating of Hearts 
              Do you know what 
				noise awakes you 
              Every morning from your bed 
              A coming from the farthest hillside 
              A coming from inside your head 
               
              You have heard 
              You have heard the loudest sound 
              In this and every world you can think of 
               
              Louder than tanks on the highway 
              Louder than bombers in flight 
              Louder than noises of hatred 
              Dancing us from darkest night is the rhythm of love 
              Powered on the the beating of hearts 
               
              And did you know you had this power? 
              Drumming on it always stays 
              Never try to use it badly 
              Tunes of good are all it plays 
               
              You have heard 
              You have heard the loudest sound 
              In this and every world you can visit 
               
              Louder than tanks on the highway 
              Louder than bombers in flight 
              Louder than noises of hatred 
              Dancing us from darkest night is the rhythm of love 
              Powered on the the beating of hearts 
               
              For a heart without love is a song with no words 
              And a tune to which no one is listening 
              So your heart must give love and you'll find that 
              You shine like rain on the leaves you'll be glistening 
               
              You have heard 
              You have heard the loudest sound 
              In this and every world you can think of 
               
              Louder than thoughts of dictators 
              Louder than rattling swords 
              Louder than loading of rifles 
              Louder than screaming warlords 
              Louder than tanks on the highway 
              Louder than bombers in flight 
              Louder than noises of hatred 
              Dancing us from darkest night is the rhythm of love 
              Powered on the the beating of hearts 
                
             
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				Wonderland  
              Can't you see 
              Love and affection 
              When it's put 
              In your direction 
              Wrapped in your mysterious wonderland 
              No fast car 
              Can make you grow up 
              Gentlemen 
              You think you've sewn up 
              Locked in your wonderful wonderland 
              No dark horse like me can cramp all of your style 
              Too plain and simple I am for your file 
               
              One day you will break out of your spell 
              And some day you will want me for your own 
              And I'll say welcome to reality 
               
              All this talk 
              Of late night parties 
              Flirting with the lower gentry 
              Lost in your magical wonderland 
              Out of depth 
              Out of class 
              Phase of your life 
              Will come to pass 
              Caught in this tragical wonderland 
              All of the riches that shine will turn sour 
              Each moment you slip you will bring near the hour 
               
              And one day you will break out of your spell 
              And some day you will want me for your own 
              And I'll say welcome to reality 
               
              Wrapped in your mysterious wonderland 
              Caught in your superficial non-existent fairy story 
              Wonderland 
                
             
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              Paese delle 
				Meraviglie 
              Non li vedi  
              Amore e affetto  
              Quando sono puntati  
              Nella tua direzione  
              Avvolta nel tuo misterioso Paese delle Meraviglie?  
              Non c'è auto veloce  
              Abbastanza da farti crescere  
              E quei signori  
              Che pensi d'aver in pugno  
              Chiusa nel tuo meraviglioso Paese delle Meraviglie  
              Un cavallo ombroso come me non potrà mai impacciare il tuo stile 
              Sono troppo chiaro e semplice per il tuo archivio  
               
              Un giorno ti si romperà l'incantesimo  
              E un giorno mi vorrai per te  
              E io dirò: benvenuta alla realtà  
              Tanto parlare  
              Di feste notturne  
              Amoreggiare con la specie peggiore  
              Persa nel tuo magico Paese delle Meraviglie  
              Fuori dalle profondità  
              E dalla classe  
              Questa fase della tua vita  
              Finirà per passare  
              Catturata da questo tragico Paese delle Meraviglie  
              Tutti gli ori che luccicano s'inacidiranno  
              Ogni tuo errore avvicinerà l'ora  
               
              Un giorno ti si romperà l'incantesimo  
              E un giorno mi vorrai per te  
              E io dirò: benvenuta alla realtà  
               
              Avviluppata nel tuo misterioso Paese delle Meraviglie  
              Catturata dal tuo superficiale inesistente fiabesco  
              Paese delle Meraviglie  
              
				
				(dal volume "XTC"  
              traduzione di Paolo Bertrando) 
				  
             
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				Love on a Farmboy's Wages
               
              High climbs the 
				summer sun 
              High stands the corn 
              And tonight when my work is done 
              We will borrow your father's carriage 
              We will drink and prepare for marriage 
              Soon my darling, soon my darling 
               
              Shilling for the fellow who brings the sheep in 
              Shilling for the fellow who milks the herd 
              Shilling for the fellow with a wife for keeping 
              How can we feed love on a farmboy's wages 
               
              Deep under winter snow 
              Deep lay the lambs 
              And tonight by the full moon's glow 
              Flask of wine on my feather bedding 
              We will drink and prepare for wedding 
              Soon my darling, soon my darling 
               
              Shilling for the fellow who brings the sheep in 
              Shilling for the fellow who milks the herd 
              Shilling for the fellow with a wife for keeping 
              How can we feed love on a farmboy's wages 
               
              People think that I'm no good 
              Painting pictures carving wood 
              Be a rich man if I could 
              But the only job I do well is here on the farm 
              On the farm 
              And it's breaking my back 
               
              We will borrow your father's carriage 
              We will drink and prepare for marriage 
              Soon my darling, soon my darling 
               
              Shilling for the fellow who brings the sheep in 
              Shilling for the fellow who milks the herd 
              Shilling for the fellow with a wife for keeping 
              How can we feed 
              Love on a farmboy's 
              Love on a farmboy's 
              Love on a farmboy's wages? 
                
             
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				Great Fire 
              Great fire burning 
              You supplied the spark 
              Fires burning spreading through the ark 
              Animals are panicking 
              I'm animal and panicking 
               
              Your glance a match on the tinderwood 
              You never spoke but I understood 
              Bring water 
              Eyes bring water 
               
              Great fire burning through 
              Great fire burning through my house 
              Great fire burning through my house and heart 
               
              Great fire burning 
              All because of you 
              Fires burning spreading through the zoo 
              Animals are panicking 
              I'm animal and panicking 
               
              No round of drinks can extinguish this 
              Feeling of love and engulfing bliss 
              Bring water 
              Eyes bring water 
               
              Great fire burning through 
              Great fire burning through my house 
              Great fire burning through my house and heart 
               
              I've been in love before 
              But it's never been as hot as this 
              Smoke curling round the door 
              Memories of old loves crack and blister 
              Mister fireman bet you couldn't put me out if you tried 
               
              Your glance a match on the tinderwood 
              You never spoke but I understood 
              Bring water 
              Eyes bring water 
               
              Great fire burning 
              Great fire burning through 
              Great fire burning through my house 
              Great fire burning through my house and 
              Great fire burning through 
              Great fire burning through my house 
              Great fire burning through my house and 
                
             
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              Grande Fuoco 
              Grande Fuoco che 
				brucia 
              Hai fatto scaturire la scintilla 
              Le fiamme bruciano diffondendosi sull’Arca 
              Gli animali sono atterriti dal panico 
              Io sono un animale, e sono preso dal panico 
              Il tuo sguardo è come un fiammifero sull’esca* 
              Non hai mai parlato ma ho capito 
              Sgorga acqua 
              Dagli occhi sgorga acqua 
              Grande fuoco che brucia 
              Grande fuoco che brucia nella mia dimora 
              Grande Fuoco che brucia nella mia dimora e nel mio cuore 
              Grande Fuoco divampa 
              Tutto a causa tua  
              Fiamme che divampano devastando lo zoo 
              Gli animali sono nel panico 
              Io sono un animale e sono atterrito dal panico 
              Nessun giro di bevute (gioco di parole) può estinguere tutto 
				questo 
              Sentimento d’amore e felicità che tutto inghiotte 
              Sorga acqua 
              Dagli occhi sgorga acqua 
              Grande fuoco che brucia 
              Grande fuoco che brucia la mia dimora 
              Grande fuoco che brucia la mia dimora ed il mio cuore 
              Sono stato innamorato in passato 
              Ma non è mai stato incandescente come questo 
              fumo che striscia attorno alla porta 
              Ricordi di vecchi amori si inceneriscono e si dissolvono 
              Signor pompiere, scommetto che non potresti tirarmi fuori anche se 
				ci provassi  
              Il tuo sguardo è come un fiammifero sull’esca 
              Tu non hai mai parlato ma io ho capito 
              Sgorga acqua 
              Dagli occhi sgorga acqua 
              Grande fuoco che brucia 
              Grande fuoco che brucia 
              Grande fuoco che divora la mia casa 
              Grande fuoco che divampa nella mia dimora 
              Grande fuoco che brucia 
              Grande fuoco che brucia la mia dimora 
              Grande fuoco che divampa nella mia casa e 
              *ovvero, la parte 
				ruvida che se sfregata genera la scintilla 
              
				
				(traduzione di Francesco Carbonara e Maurizio Villotta) 
				  
             
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				Deliver us from the Elements
               
              We can plant a 
				seed 
              And watch it grow 
              Food enough to fill a table 
              Running water down an overflow 
              Eat as much as we are able 
              But would the fruit turn ripe 
              If the rains had never been? 
               
              Oh Lord deliver us from the elements 
              We at your mercy and your reverence 
              Oh Lord deliver us from the elements 
              We've no defence we are impotent 
               
              You can travel far to distant lands 
              Some so hot no man could bear 
              You can conquer peaks with winds of sand 
              Where Mother Nature didn't care 
              Would not our world turn cold 
              If the sun refused to shine 
               
              Oh Lord deliver us from the elements 
              We at your mercy and your reverence 
              Oh Lord deliver us from the elements 
              We've no defence we are impotent 
               
              And when the world grows old 
              And we know more than our brains can hold 
              Nature will be law 
              Well we're as helpless now as we've ever been before 
              Would not our world turn cold 
              If the sun refused to shine 
               
              Oh Lord deliver us from the elements 
              We at your mercy and your reverence 
              Oh Lord deliver us from the elements 
              We've no defense we are impotent 
               
              Oh Lord deliver us from the elements 
              We at your mercy and your reverence 
              Oh Lord deliver us from the elements 
              We've no defense we are impotent 
              Oh Lord deliver us from the elements 
                
             
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              Liberaci dagli Elementi 
				Possiamo piantare un seme  
				E guardarlo crescere  
				Cibo da riempirne fa tavola  
				Se l'acqua scorre a cascate possiamo  
				Mangiare a crepapelle  
				Ma la frutta maturerebbe  
				Se non ci fosse mai stata pioggia?  
				 
				O Signore liberaci dagli elementi  
				Siamo alla tua mercé e alla tua riverenza  
				O Signore liberaci dagli elementi  
				Siamo senza difesa, impotenti  
				 
				Puoi viaggiare fino a paesi lontani  
				Troppo caldi per l'uomo  
				Puoi conquistare picchi con tempeste di sabbia  
				Di cui Madre Natura non si cura  
				Ma il mondo non si raffredderebbe  
				Se il sole rifiutasse di splendere?  
				 
				O Signore liberaci dagli elementi  
				Siamo alta tua mercé e alla tua riverenza  
				O Signore liberaci dagli elementi  
				Siamo senza difesa, impotenti  
				 
				E quando il mondo invecchierà  
				E il cervello ci traboccherà di conoscenze  
				La natura sarà legge  
				Bene, ora siamo indifesi quanto e più di sempre  
				Il mondo non si raffredderebbe  
				Se il sole rifiutasse di splendere?  
				 
				O Signore liberaci dagli elementi  
				Siamo alla tua mercé e alla tua riverenza  
				O Signore liberaci dagli elementi  
				Siamo senza difesa, impotenti  
				 
				O Signore liberaci dagli elementi  
				Siamo alla tua mercé e alla tua riverenza 
				O Signore liberaci dagli elementi  
				Siamo senza difesa, impotenti  
				O Signore liberaci dagli elementi  
              
				
				(dal volume "XTC"  
              traduzione di Paolo Bertrando) 
				  
             
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				Human Alchemy 
              An alchemy, human 
				alchemy 
              We stole them from their freedom to be sold 
              To turn their skins of black into the skins 
              Of brightest gold 
              An alchemy, human alchemy 
               
              We stoked the fires of trade with human coals 
              And made our purses from the flailed skins of 
              Purest souls 
              An alchemy, human alchemy 
               
              Other lands became a larder full of all the good things 
              All we had to do was go and take 
              Blood the colour of the rain that grew our wicked harvest 
              Black the colour icing on our cake 
               
              We stole their babes and mothers, chiefs and braves 
              Although we held the whip, you knew we were 
              The real slaves 
              To alchemy, human alchemy 
               
              Alchemy, human alchemy 
              alchemy, human alchemy 
              alchemy, human alchemy 
                
             
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              Alchemia umana 
				Un'alchemia, alchemia umana  
				Li abbiamo derubati della loro libertà per venderli  
				Trasformando la loro pelle nera in una dorata più brillante  
				Un'alchemia, alchemia umana  
				(...)  
				Abbiamo deportato i loro bambini e le loro madri, i capi e più 
				coraggiosi  
				Sebbene la frusta fosse nelle nostre mani 
				Sapevi che noi eravamo i veri schiavi 
				Dell'alchemia, alchemia umana... 
              
				
				(dal volume "XTC"  
              traduzione di Vittorio Azzoni) 
                
             
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				Ladybird 
              O, ladybird 
              I have heard you wish to walk me through your garden 
              I crave your pardon if I woke you with my thinking 
              Ladybird 
               
              O, ladybird 
              I have heard you wish to walk me through your meadow 
              You'll spread no wings to fly in fright if I'm beside you 
              Ladybird 
               
              All through the winter time 
              When wood was worm and splintered 
              Time seemed longer than a goods train 
              Now that spring is back again 
              I'll ask your name, your name 
               
              O, ladybird 
              I have heard you wish to walk across my pillow 
              No weeping willow was ever as beautiful, sad as you are 
              Ladybird 
               
              And as you're walking past 
              I'm laying on the grass and making chains of thought 
              To snare you with my wit 
              But bit by bit you fade to gone 
              Gone 
               
              All through the iron season 
              Love was hanged and treason became 
              Something of a parlour game 
              Now sun is back in power 
              I'll ask your name, your name 
               
              O, ladybird 
              I have heard you have to run to tend your children 
              No flood can drown nor fire blacken purest longing 
              For ladybird 
              Ladybird 
                
             
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              Ladybird 
				O ladybird  
				Mi dicono che vuoi guidarmi per il tuo giardino  
				Chiedo umilmente scusa se ti ho svegliata a forza di pensare  
				Ladybird 
				 
				O ladybird  
				Mi dicono che vuoi guidarmi lungo il tuo campo  
				Non spalancherai le ali per volar via terrorizzata se sarò al 
				tuo fianco; ladybird  
				 
				Tutto l'inverno  
				Quando il legno era ròso e scheggiato  
				Il tempo pareva più lungo d'un treno di lunatici  
				Ora che è di nuovo primavera chiederò il tuo nome, il tuo nome
				 
				 
				O ladybird, mi dicono  
				Che vuoi attraversare il mio cuscino  
				Nessun salice piangente è mai stato cosi bello  
				Triste quanto te, ladybird  
				 
				E intanto che cammini  
				Steso sull'erba io incateno pensieri  
				Per intrappolarti con l'ingegno  
				Ma poco a poco svanisci e sei scomparsa  
				Andata  
				 
				Tutta la stagione ferrea  
				L'amore è stato sospeso e il tradimento 
				È diventato quasi un gioco di società  
				Ora che il sole è tornato al potere chiedo il tuo nome , il tuo 
				nome 
				 
				O ladybird 
				Mi dicono che devi correre dai tuoi bambini 
				Non c'è acqua che possa annegare ne fuoco che possa scurire il 
				purissimo 
				Desiderio di ladybird 
				Ladybird  
              
				
				(dal volume "XTC"  
              traduzione di Paolo Bertrando) 
				  
             
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				In Loving Memory of a Name 
              Boom goes my heart 
              Dancing around your daisies 
              Church bells will start 
              Sat on you reading your ages 
              I drift away 
              In loving memory of a name 
              Covered in moss 
              You may have died for your country 
              Forgotten not lost 
              You're laid to rest where you're wanted 
              I stare awhile 
              In loving memory of a name 
               
              England can never repay you 
              You gave your life to be buried alongside 
              The place you loved 
              The sermons attended when you were young 
              Still echo round these churchyard walls 
               
              England can never repay you 
              You gave your life to be buried alongside 
              The place you loved 
              The sermons attended when you were young 
              Still echo round these churchyard walls 
              Heroes and rogues 
              Together surrounded by nature 
              Lump in my throat 
              Sat in the land of your maker 
              I drift away 
              In loving memory of a name 
                
             
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				Me and the Wind 
              Me and the wind 
				are celebrating your loss 
              Me and the wind are pulling kites and pushing tress 
              Me and the wind are celebrating your loss 
              Me and the wind are feeling freer than air should ever be 
              Should ever be should ever be should ever 
               
              And when you lured me into your syrup 
              All I could think of was what a lovely way 
              for me to go 
              I never really realised that 
               
              Just like the struggling summer flies that 
              I was drowning no matter how sweet or how slow 
               
              Have I been such a fool 
              Have I been sitting on your stool 
              While you cracked the whip 
              While you cracked the whip 
               
              Me and the wind are celebrating your loss 
              Me and the wind are pulling kites and pushing tress 
              Me and the wind are celebrating your loss 
              Me and the wind are feeling freer than air should ever be 
              Should ever be should ever be should ever 
               
              I danced imprisoned in your drumbeat 
              Your tune of spring had me whirling like a mad march 
              Merry hare 
              It never really came to mind that 
              just as the huntress wires bind that 
              The strings of your instrument were strangling me 
              Inside their snare 
               
              Have I been such a fool 
              Have I been sitting on your stool 
              While you held the hoop 
              While you held the hoop 
               
              Now that I'm out and I'm shouting in doorways 
              Freed from a love more like murder 
              I should be singing but in liberation 
              Feel like a ship with no rudder 
               
              Me and the wind are celebrating your loss 
              Have I been such a fool 
              Me and the wind are celebrating your loss 
              Have I been such a fool 
              Me and the wind are celebrating your loss 
              Have I been such a fool 
              Me and the wind are celebrating your loss 
              Have I been such a fool 
                
             
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              Il Vento ed Io 
				Il vento e io celebriamo la tua 
				perdita  
				Il vento e io trasciniamo aquiloni e incalziamo alberi  
				Il vento e io celebriamo la tua perdita  
				Il vento e io ci sentiamo più liberi dell'aria  
				Più liberi dell'aria  
				 
				E quando mi hai adescato nella tua melassa  
				Riuscivo solo a pensare che bel modo  
				D'andare, per me  
				Non ho mai capito che 
				 
				Proprio come le mosche estive che lottano  
				Stavo annegando, non importa quanto fosse dolce o lento  
				 
				Quanto son stato scemo  
				A sedere sul tuo sgabello  
				Mentre tu schioccavi la frusta  
				Schioccavi la frusta  
				 
				Il vento e io celebriamo la tua perdita  
				Il vento e io trasciniamo aquiloni e incalziamo alberi  
				Il vento e io celebriamo la tua perdita  
				Il vento e io ci sentiamo più liberi dell'aria  
				Più liberi dell'aria  
				 
				Danzavo imprigionato dal rullio del tuo tamburo  
				La tua canzone estiva mi faceva volteggiare come una pazza  
				Felice lepre di marzo  
				Non m'è mai venuto in mente che  
				Proprio come i lacci della cacciatrice imprigionano  
				Le corde del tuo strumento mi strangolavano  
				Dentro il loro cappio  
				 
				Quanto son stato scemo  
				A sedere sul tuo sgabello  
				Mentre tu reggevi il cerchio  
				Reggevi il cerchio  
				 
				Ora che ne son fuori, e urlo in ogni portone 
				Liberato da un amore che sapeva d'omicidio  
				Dovrei cantare ma per quanto libero  
				Mi sento una nave senza timone  
				 
				Il vento e io celebriamo la tua perdita  
				Quanto son stato scemo  
				Il vento e io celebriamo la tua perdita  
				Quanto son stato scemo  
				Il vento e io celebriamo la tua perdita  
				Quanto son stato scemo  
				Il vento e io celebriamo la tua perdita  
				Quanto son stato scemo  
              
				
				(dal volume "XTC"  
              traduzione di Paolo Bertrando) 
				  
             
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				Funk Pop a Roll 
              Funk pop a roll 
				beats up my soul 
              Oozing like napalm from the speakers and grill 
              Of your radio 
              Into the mouths of babes 
              And across the backs of its willing slaves 
              Funk pop a roll consumes you whole 
              Gulping in your opium so copiously from a disco 
              Everything you eat is waste 
              But swallowing is easy when it has no taste 
              They can fix you rabbits up 
              With your musical feed 
              They can fix you rabbits up 
              Big money selling you stuff that you do not need 
              They can fix you rabbits up 
              With your musical feed 
              They can fix you rabbits up 
              Big money selling you stuff that you do not need 
              Funk pop a roll for fish in shoals 
              Music by the yard for the children they keep 
              Like poseable dolls 
              The young to them are mistakes 
              Who only want bread but they're force-fed cake 
              Funk pop a roll the only goal 
              The music business is a hammer to keep 
              You pegs in your holes 
               
              But please don't listen to me 
               
              I've already been poisoned by this industry 
               
              Funk pop a roll beats up my soul 
                
             
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              Da Funk Pop a 
				Roll 
				'Funk pop a roll' sbatte la mia 
				anima 
				Trasudando come napalm dalle casse della tua radio  
				Dentro le bocche dei bambini  
				E attraverso le schiene dei suoi schiavi compiacenti  
				'Funk pop a roll' ti consuma interamente Trangugiando il suo 
				oppio così copiosamente da un disco  
				Ogni cosa tu mangi è un rifiuto  
				Ma è facile ingoiare quando non si sente il sapore  
				(...)  
				'Funk pop a roll' per banchi di pesci  
				(...)  
				'Funk pop a roll', l'unico scopo del music business  
				È quello di continuare a inchiodarti nel tuo buco  
				Ma per favore non ascoltarmi  
				Sono già stato avvelenato da questa industria... 
              
				
				(dal volume "XTC"  
              traduzione di Vittorio Azzoni) 
                
             
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				Frost Circus  
				(instrumental) 
				  
             
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				Jump  
				Scared of love, love and 
				swimming pools  
				Falling in you said was for fools  
				 
				But when you're standing on the edge  
				You won't hear me because your blood is singing  
				 
				Jump jump go ahead and jump jump  
				If it's what your heart is wanting to do  
				This is real life you're dreaming through  
				And there is no glue to hold you down, so go ahead and . . .  
				Go ahead and jump  
				 
				Scared of love, love and aeroplanes  
				Falling out I said takes no brains  
				 
				But if your flight is going rough  
				Your soul will lead you to the nearest exit  
				Jump, jump . . .  
				While you're waiting  
				Time is grinning  
				Clocks and watches laughing at your indecision  
				While you're waiting  
				Worlds are spinning  
				Find another heart and drive into collision  
				Knowing this can you tell me you're . . .  
				 
				Scared of love, love and swimming pools  
				Stubbornness, I say is for mules  
				 
				But if you're standing on the edge  
				You won't hear me because your blood is singing  
				 
				Jump jump go ahead and jump jump  
				If it's what your heart is wanting to do  
				This is real life you're dreaming through  
				And there'll be no wake up  
				Jump jump go ahead and jump jump  
				If it's what your heart is wanting to say  
				This is really your lucky day  
				And there is no glue to hold you down, so go ahead and . . .  
				Go ahead and jump  
				  
             
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				Toys  
				Sindy's spending too much money 
				on clothes  
				Ken is going back to Gay Bob  
				The Teddy bears swear the neighbourhood's gone  
				Since the moving in of Golliwog  
				Rag doll gets beaten up by the Action Man 
				The one with the real life hair  
				He walks and he talks in a commanding voice  
				But sexually he's not all there  
				 
				Oh dear what can the matter be, my children sweet children  
				What gives down in the nursery, my children sweet children  
				Oh dear what if the cradle falls, my children sweet children  
				Toys are only human after all, who killed 'em we killed 'em  
				 
				If toys are quarreling amongst themselves  
				What hope is there now for the world?  
				 
				The smell of smoke hanging thick over funland  
				As the older toys are pushed down a ramp  
				The microchip master race are melting them down  
				In a dolly concentration camp  
				The world's gone mad but in miniature  
				The kids can only do what they feel  
				See them copy what their parents have done  
				'Til they're old enough to do it for real  
				 
				Burn! 
				  
             
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				Gold  
				Looks as if you're dropping 
				mirrors by the gross  
				Looks as if your nine lives have left town  
				When you paint in grey and drear  
				Eldorado won't appear  
				To run his sword through all the fears that pull you down  
				 
				And it's okay, for the setting sun  
				Will colour everything around you gold  
				And it's okay, for the setting sun  
				Will colour everything around you gold  
				 
				Looks as if you need a lighthouse in your dark  
				Looks as if I'm now your native guide  
				When the fog is drawing in  
				Snarling dragons break to grin  
				And trample over all the things that pull you down  
				 
				And it's okay . . .  
				 
				And all those pebbles in your shoes are precious stones  
				And all the skeletons in closets  
				Merely piles of harmless bones  
				 
				. . . And it's okay, as the setting sun  
				Will colour everything around you gold  
				Even though it's brown, you'll  
				See your old brick town go gold  
				  
             
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				Procession Towards Learning Land 
				(instrumental) 
				  
             
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				Desert Island  
				Cast away on a desert island  
				Me and poor Crusoe are sharing the same fate  
				Cast away on a desert island  
				With Great Britain written on its name plate  
				 
				With my umbrella I go walking  
				Through all the sands on a building site  
				Across the shopping malls and motorways  
				Birds from Heathrow fill the  
				Night with people flying to escape  
				Friday comforts me and says it's pay day  
				 
				Cast away on a desert island . . .  
				 
				The game and coconuts is plentiful  
				You pick 'em right off of a supermarket shelf  
				And all the man-eaters are parked away  
				Down in garages  
				While their selfish owners drinking to escape  
				Lord of flies with cocktails in his conch shell  
				 
				Don't rescue me, no  
				This is my home sweet home dear  
				Don't rescue me, no  
				I am far from alone here  
				 
				Cast away on a desert island  
				Me and one nation are sharing the same fate  
				Cast away on a desert island  
				With Great Britain written on its name plate  
				Cast away on a desert island  
             
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