My Joanna Do you revel in your strangeness, my Joanna?
 My Joanna, do that wicked thing to me
 Because none of us are blameless, my Joanna
 My Joanna, are you scared by what you see? Please hold on, please hold on... Cause in the city in the night-time
 You've been dreaming of the shoreline
 My Joanna, let me in
 Did you plan on getting famous? 
Are you here to entertain us?
 Whoa, Joanna. Where ya been? Do you want for better things, my sweet Joanna? 
My Joanna, are you lost amongst your thoughts?
 Do you wish you could grow wings, my sweet Joanna?
 My Joanna, do your wishes count for nought? Please hold on, please hold on... Cause in the city in the night-time
 You've been dreaming of the shoreline
 My Joanna, let me in
 Did you plan on getting famous?
 Are you here to entertain us?
 Whoa, Joanna. Where ya been? And when the shouting and the lies
 Tear out the backs of both your eyes
 Don't let them win... Y'know, some of us will see you as a poor girl 
And some of us will see you as a thief
 In your eyes I see that you've been through the war, girl
 Ah, some of us just want to see what's underneath Please hold on, please hold on... Cause in the city in the night-time
 You've been dreaming of the shoreline
 My Joanna, let me in
 Did you plan on getting famous?
 Are you here to entertain us?
 Whoa, Joanna. Where ya been? And when the shouting and the lies
 Tear out the backs of both your eyes 
Don't let them win... Do you revel in your strangeness, my Joanna
? My Joanna do that wicked thing to me

Satan Sent Superted death on the road laughter in bars hurry the day ethanol in the cars life on the highway sanctified and insane the poisons and pratfalls that addle your brain are bound to involve a lot of saying things you are not too fond of a l’escalier so satan sent superted a magic word off to bed with a battery hen round knight’s array and it’s ok to never lie passing the time of day discussing reasons why it’s just fine to never change but when you tot the books the figures are so strange so rearrange... see viva zapata the patter to play so bullrush the banter scalpel even braves pitcher the prophets so riddle me this the fascias and soffits a serpentine kiss the makers of sazeracs have sent me to break the backs of the burgeoning blue-blooded in bray the sellers of sanctuary have got a surprise for me and a scissorkick – click clack come a ray and it’s ok to never lie passing the time of day discussing reasons why it’s just fine to never change but when you tot the books the figures are so strange so rearrange... police come to get me the pig is a squeal the scaffolding set-up a lovely last meal the worms come to eat me and bathe in my blood the feet in the garden all wet from the flood and after a merry jaunt theatrically spoke in wheels to the haunted – two hampers of hay and scotty had walked the line but hadn’t the blessed time total immersion mange tout madeleine the potter procrastinates the matterhorn masters bateman’s attorney said: you’ve too much to say the sung and the spittle-flecked circumference interjection affimative computer says: ‘Yay!’ and it’s ok to never lie passing the time of day discussing reasons why it’s just fine to never change but when you tot the books the figures are so strange so rearrange...

Box of Tricks sorry if i made you jealous and you went and had a puke ‘cause my name isn’t matthew or mark or a luke and we both came quite close to the razor’s nick then i put it back into my box with my tricks my box of tricks is red on the outside it’s blue on the inside for you my box with my tricks is purple all over like us two should i be sorry that i showed you the sum of all my fears dunno where you got the gum from but it’s stuck behind my ear and i’m trying not to sound like a pompous prick but should i stick it back into my box with my tricks? my box of tricks is red on the outside it’s blue on the inside for you my box with my tricks is purple all over like us two and look i’m burning up why don’t you run away? perhaps i’m not all here why don’t you stay? out there where the brush is long i’m ready to hear well loki came and saw me i was at my brother’s house i had a tame rat in one hand and a harvest mouse and he looked just like an angel and ugly as sin said softly: ‘when you’re ready’ we began to begin and i’m sorry that i listened from the bottom of my heart when in the missionary position went tearing apart and i’m turning on my camera as his neck clack-clicked now i’m putting it back into my box with my tricks my box of tricks is red on the outside it’s blue on the inside for you my box with my tricks is purple all over like us two – to whit: to who? and look i’m burning up why don’t you run away? perhaps i’m not all here why don’t you stay? out there where the brush is long i’m ready to hear i don’t want to hold your hand don’t want you to understand never did and never do i would like to walk the land with a bag of kiln-dried sand and a revolver in a roux my box of tricks is a purple and turquoise check blank as you my box with my tricks is shaken and stirred all over like us two – to whit: to who?

Top Branch of the Tree i went walking
 on a mountain
 the ground crumbled 
 underfoot burning money
 to keep warm 
my eyes black 
 from the soot and no surprise 
 my useless lies
 had left me all alone
 my alibis
 had hardened 
into stone: won't you come 
here and see?
 I just climbed up 
to the the top branch 
of the tree don't just stand 
there and look
 they got me written 
in the pages 
of a book then i was falling
 for a lifetime
 never thought 
it would end till i landed 
at long last 
on the shoulders 
of my friends so: la-row-la-rye
 la-row-la-rye 
la-row-la-rye-la-rye
 rollin' with 
 la-row-la-raw 
loo-rye: won't you come
 here and see?
 I just climbed up 
 to the the top branch 
of the tree don't just stand 
there and look 
they got me written 
in the pages 
 of a book

Mrs. Gilbert’s Nightmare I trod on the kitten’s tail Has not talked to me for days She just pads about with claws out And her funny, feline ways And this love, love, love, love Crazy love Will shorten my days Now I’m playing with the birds In a game I just cant win ‘Cause the distance from the border To the border is so thin And this love, love, love, love Crazy love Is doing me in Ah, but Mrs. Gilbert’s Nightmare wasn’t real And Mrs. Gilbert’s Nightmare was akin To feeling all dried All inside When the water creeps in I took all my pretty things And I put them in a box Then I left them down the bottom Of the garden for the fox And this love, love, love, love Crazy love Is right on the rocks Ah, but Mrs. Gilbert’s Nightmare wasn’t real Mrs. Gilbert’s Nightmare was akin To feeling all dried All inside When the water creeps in And what’s a dog supposed to do Now that he’s done his tricks for you? And you tell the poor mutt: ‘More’ And push his nose into the floor How’s a guy supposed to feel Now that you’ve broken on your wheel All the things that we held dear? Perish the thought, give in to fear Pinned her down the other day On a matter of the heart, She admits she put the taper To the paper for a start And this love, love, love, love, Crazy love Is off of the chart Ah, but Mrs. Gilbert’s Nightmare wasn’t real Mrs. Gilbert’s Nightmare was akin To feeling all dried All inside When the water creeps in And what’s a dog supposed to do Now that he’s done his tricks for you? And you tell the poor mutt: ‘More’ And push his nose into the floor How’s a guy supposed to feel Now that you’ve broken on your wheel All the things that we held dear? Perish the thought, give in to fear

Asylum Life I like to play dominos In the little white room Where all my friends go Oh, they know How I got in here And life adds up to more than years I like to eat my breakfast in bed Bacon, ketchup and bread, oh But they wanna watch me with that fork Yeah, they better watch me with that fork... Or they'll get another episode of... Asylum life I like to keep my books in a line Stop me wasting my time Trying to find them And its good when I can call up my mum A boy's only real chum Is his mater, oh But a-when she tells me that I'm bad Things tend to get a little out of hand Yeah, a-when she tells me that I'm bad They wanna watch me... Who wants another episode of... Asylum life? Slow bliss, oh, as I ride on my pills Like I've been pickled with dill And then eaten And they stop it from occurring to me I've been cheating And slow bliss, oh, as i lay in my bed Hearing the hum in my head Like an engine With all the gears worn smooth from overzealous tending God, I wish they's help me when i scream Oh, instead of being so bloody mean Yeah, I wish they'd help me when I scream And not squeeze me! Then they wonder why I'm stuck inside, oh... Asylum life "No, no, no listen! We're all children,and we're in the garden,and we've got to look after the germs... yeah, germs!"

Carpe Crematoria dip me in your tallow then seep into my bones let me join the swallows and nest amongst the stones cause you were like an angel to me a-way back when we thought we'd found an idea of how to find a friend now i'm sleeping with the fishes and talking a good talk walked a thousand miles before jack could climb the stalk could open doors and gas-vents pull this bottle from the cork? could lime and soda circumvent the oxygen from chalk? outside where electrons vibrate my love turned the neutrons to hate and i got myself in a state just bouncing off the walls did you ever hear me bawling? just bouncing off the walls did you ever see me crawling on the bouncing off the walls did you ever see me crawling to the skyline? bring on your best heartache then pull on your best face cause i just will not partake in rattus' little race and you were like a fortress to me at five to six and i was like a tortoise deflecting stones and sticks now i'm jacketed and booted i tried to mind the gap the corvid had been cooted the magpie in a flap will half-time substitutions cause the coherence to snap venn diagrams are so because the circles overlap outside where electrons vibrate my love turned the neutrons to hate and i got myself in a state just bouncing off the walls did you ever hear me bawling? just bouncing off the walls did you ever see me crawling on the bouncing off the walls did you ever see me crawling to the skyline?

Not To Be i remember saturdays gone by when i sat there in my room and cried for all the things that might have been i wondered why you weren’t my queen ‘cause it was not to be, not to be i had it backwards from the start i went and let you break my heart and though i could’ve run away sucker for punishment l stay and it was not to be, not to be along the hills and through the grass the snake was here long before us and as i walked my chest was bare she went and stuck her fangs in there ‘cause it was not to be, not to be looking back today it just fades away into the sky just like a blue balloon it’s so hard to say why we act the way we do when we’re not going nowhere soon

Proof Can Principle divan give up your dog day afternoon cause i suspect that i will see you soon on a plane or maybe on the news come on and tell me babe you're born to lose stepping out of time i cave to move stripping down the wire i save to soothe i just wanna prove all our principles i just wanna prove all our principles now that i know that i know we can now that i know that i know we can we got the fright night evil dead the womb along maria callas black the bloom below the vertigo there grows a tree a toothbrush in a bag at half-past three stepping out of time i cave to move stripping down the wire i save to soothe i just wanna prove all our principles i just wanna prove all our principles now that i know that i know we can now that i know that i know we i dreamt last night my parents introduced me to a saint she was cold as burnt toast mother left to dry upon the paint and hers were into business and they said they wouldn't see me try twenty years in an asylum bouncing tvs off her eye and she could not hear a word around the world i had to say and i woke up wide awake and dreamt that it would be ok oh but i just wanna prove all our principles i just wanna prove all our principles now that i know that i know we can i just wanna prove all our principles now that i know that i know we can i just wanna prove all my principles now that i know that i know we can i just wanna prove all my principles now that i know that i know we can i just wanna prove all our principles now that i know that i know we can

Waving Balloons Here comes the sun
 For everyone 
Down goes the moon
 Won't be back soon
 Here comes the sun
 Now everywhere
 Is clear but my room They're waving balloons
 They all wave balloons Out goes the trash 
Lands with a crash
 Here come gloved men
 They're back again 
They take the trash
 Now everywhere 
Is clear but my room They're waving balloons 
They all wave balloons Windows once tarnished
 Are hung now with drapes
 And sins are forgotten
 Put down to mistakes
 And I'm glad that I've found 
Such a wonderful place in the sun
 Yes I'm glad to have found
 Such a beautiful place in the sun They're waving balloons
 They all wave balloons Here comes the sun 
For everyone 
But not for me
 As you'll soon see
 Outside my cell
 A circus in
 A field in full bloom They're waving balloons
 They all wave balloons Windows with bars in 
And showers in fear
 And nothing's forgotten
 For twenty-odd years 
And I'm sad I can see
 Such a wonderful place in the sun
 Yes it's sad I can see 
 Such a beautiful place in the sun

Saturnine Express all dressed up in the latest styles say chicane: walk for miles all revved up but not to go got cash the banker told her nowhere is her favourite look well read but got no books sunshine her favourite band the light depicts the cards in hand over all the jewellers gold and the spoken and the sold on the saturnine express there's a buffet and a guest there's a battle and a cloud where's the rattle in the crowd? when the saturnine explode can be a good idea to goad in the parking lot a fall springs the chicken clucks em all capo the tutti-fruit berate the hula hoop sit on the mossy seat love all the luncheon meetings are best the gang unplanned take five to torture stan ley lines and laurel wreaths knives and the forty thieves can run to the rum to punch the sick gin in the eye the pea-soup thick why don’t you blame me for the loop the loop blame me for the chicken coop don’t you blame me for the brewer’s droop blame me for the ice cream scoop blame me for the east coast main why don’t you blame me for the forger’s frame blame me for the year long wait buy you know the printer’s plate can run to the sun to punch the sick gin in the eye the pea-soup thick on the saturnine express there's a buffet and a guest there's a battle and a cloud where's the rattle in the crowd? when the saturnine explode can be a good idea to goad in the parking lot a fall springs the chicken clucks em all out the window up the stairs forget me nots and teddy bears kiss the severed at the stump play the ace to face the trump

Cast Warrior and now you’re staring down the howitzer do you know whence the blast will come? the ecce in the hac pictura there is a rule under the thumb and then the cast warrior said there is something inside your head but it is clearly not for me along the walls the mavens cried it can’t be you, you must have died the barrel and the panoply a shot acrostic boughs aplenty all enzymatic with aplomb police the indians have sent me the little man plutonium the potters’ damn the waterwheel thinking they have to touch to feel but on the railway burns a lake the lion lost the will to ring them on the phone are talking still there is a lime that life must slake so double up and earwig go some must move fast just to go-go so double up and ring the bell if you feel noise and you see smell there’s no chorus to this one, ono i have no answers and i’m not benvolio romancing the stone: what a croc did you think i’m in the ballpark just to shock? the hypocaustic at the centre the hoping sprung up from the well i coped with nor a drop of water now noradrenal sails to sell and now the cast warrior downs the tools of war and looks around at all the devastation dead the thorns and roses in the crown the left, the right, the amyl frown eye propos newt axe ginger bread there’s no chorus to this one, ono i have no answers and i’m not benvolio romancing the stone: what a croc did you think i’m in the ballpark to defrock? a down and out is the ryecatcher a lengthy letter to the sun a spore can rot the hooves of thatchers fording the crossing with a gun and then the cast warrior fired a kiln, a cross, animal tired and in the birth canal a wake the water flowed around the dear est manus laborare clear the twilight reeling from the take so double up and catch a pitch her on the shore safe tee a bitch-itch-itch so double up and come alive pure math says two and two are five there’s no chorus to this one, ono i have no answers and i’m not benvolio romancing the stone: what a croc did you think i’m in the ballpark run amok? viva zapata pater pat her the hilt a gleaming for the chum-p (down in the doom you need verse sum-p) i an’ i reconnect the hertz whore goggle-eye damping family frump occluding eclipsoidal saunter eccles the fool blue berry heel a fusion frenzied contra pointer taste on the tip the groove a squeal (does sex appeal, ice ex a peal) and then the cast warrior said there is something inside your head but it is clearly not for me along the walls the mavens cried it can’t be you, you must have died the barrel and the panoply so double up and earwig go some must move fast just to go-go so double up and ring the bell if you feel noise and you see smell there’s no chorus to this one, ono i have no answers and i’m not benvolio romancing the stone: what a croc did you think i’m in the ballpark picking locks? the engineer can rape the daughter (treading water, treading water) the driver can ham ley ram-raid (into the grave, into the grave) the priest can pave the way for slaughter (safety thought, i safely thought) the goblin gobbling hobbits lathe (can conquer babe, con qui quer ave) concrete can go off underwater (opening nought, eye ape en naught) the string theorist can chart to prey (strum from the bough, sturm und der plough) eye lift balloons can fette Beute (the mr. soft he’s naughty cauter) the hinterland is by the way (eye piccolo, i pickle hay) doubloons can cascade in urea the sheepish shorn in mortal fear the half-crown blackbird gone to bake the madeleine, the honeybee their white the greatcoats come for teatime now the yeast has proffered ache the matinee, the retinue the cavalcade, the scooby-doo the mickey mouse to masticate the entourage, the wiretap succubus shoulder than the clap look out your head on too gyrate the loping side, the lepers thing her speyed eye spidering-a-ring of roses way to thorny cape laplander in the arctic monk he’s got to get too drink to drunk the simian biotic bake the rapprochement, the spastic dance england has not begat a chance since britt’ny spears a swedish steak outgoing asa polio player piano in the no chance off my army amour quake a glottal stop it has to cling clang up the steeple has to chiming with the robots hamster hake a trip to heave a trip to ho how hits are held back by the bow calamity clam pearl jam tin toe take so double up and hoof the tea rag balls so big when you’re all small? so double up and shoot your leg off with the gloves, off with the head there’s a chorus to this i can show it will be coming in a moment at the dough-oh-oh to hell with the lock and the stock injunapolis took the big boy to the... (can conquer babe, con qui quer ave) all our sons turn in to guns all the suns shines for no-one all our sons turn in to guns all the suns shines for no-one