Phantasmagoria

Marie Antoinette (Monkman/Linwood) Marie Antoinette your name's a legend in this land treasure for your pleasure bestowed on favoured gentleman the people are in arms marching on the town they rise - changing revolution! "Vive la Nation!" Marie Antoinette your shadow's falling along the land anger born of hunger poisons the hearts of your loyal men fire in their eyes steel in their hands they rise - changing revolution! "Vive la Nation!" Clamouring in the square the rabble have gone insane they're over the balustrades defying the cannon fire they're into the garrison they murder the noble man Marie - Antoinette Marie - AntoinetteBR> We are the people of France We demand that the elegant blue-blooded leeches that bleed us are taught what it means to grow fat and not feed us we are the people of France you must heed us Already at the Bastille the prisoners all run free they're hammering on the door Marie Antoinette they've taken the guillotine they're coming to take the Queen Marie Antoinette the King and the guards have fled... Marie Antoinette your shadow's falling along the land anger born of hunger poisoned your men they rise - changing revolution! "Vive la Nation!" Melinda (More Or Less) ( Linwood) Lovely lady falling laughing down the glory of a rainbow lovely lady reaching crying for the comfort of the day-glow Melinda - more or less Melinda - more or less in dreams But if and when she wakes again she knows it all begins again sleeping, waking, rising, falling dumb but calling out to deafened friends that it ends Melinda - more or less in dreams Fade - Melinda fade into fantasy tell them you won't be played like any other instrument of fate fade - Melinda into your fantasy tell them you're not prepared to wait for your dream of the end Melinda - more or less in dreams Lovely lady falling laughing down the glory of a rainbow lovely lady reaching screaming for the comfort of the day-glow Melinda - more or less Melinda - more or less Over & Above (Monkman) One fine night I left my sould to journey on the wind Far beyond the stars I watched to see where it would go In the twilight realms of space Spirits known but with no face Eyes to see. no hands to place around the ether try and graps the meaning why and wherefore of this world Rested for a while to see which way the wind would blow Found ourselves, my soul and I, upon an unknown moon Barren rocks and ashes strewn Like the ahes of mind Soaring off once more to see if we could find there looking for somewhere something that would bring us peace Watch the dawn of a distant sun tell us now that our night has gone Senses numbed by the blinding light Countless stars vanish into night Far away on a distant star Midnight chimes to sleeping world Far away on a distant star Life begins in a thousand years Freed we watched the universe extend thoughout an age Dared not think, if this is freedom, build yourself a cage Freedom only of mind There exists no other kind Fettered in your flesh you find escape is pointless prison bars meaningless when you find your can fly

Not Quite the Same (Way/Linwood) Mavis couldn't quite make it on Saturday Beryl was stuck on the tube from Victoria Cheryl and the rest had all found new boyfriends The only one left was the one in his head So the busys himself quite amusing himself by abusing himself All his life he had wanted one true love One girl he could worship Alas all the girls he had met in his short life Were girls who always quite looked like his dad's wife So he busied himself Quite amusing himself By amusing himself Oh dear what a pity a pity, what a shame oh what a shame Girls on glossy paper never quite the same not quite the same Always saying sorry never quite the same not quite the same Sitting one evening wrapped up in T.V. his doggy insists that he must find a tree so he puts on his coat and he searches around for a platinum lighter he dropped on the ground and he bruises himself were he uses himself for abusing himself Out in the park he was walking his doggy he saw a young lady who made him feel soggy he spoke to her softly she made not a sound then he realised that his match he had found she was losing herself quite amusing himself by abusing herself Phantasmagoria (Monkman) I bet you sometimes wondered what was standing right behind you keep looking over your shoulder to see if it's there the solemn churchbell pealing some Mephistiphelean stealing quite along through the night to hide under your bed Don't ring for a taxi don't call a policeman don't send for a doctor he'll just give you pills don't hide in the cellar you may not believe it it's probably friendly just alone like you So if you get lonely just think of the summer and swimming in sky-blue drift your mind away You run upstairs and lie there waiting for the floor to creak and somthing comes bumpety-bumpety-bump up the stairs the time has come to wonder who could be the owner of that cold clammy hand that's exploring the end of the bed So when the next time comes you feel you're being followed by a ghoul with a highly intelligent flair for a bet just turn and lead it by hand and take it home and tell it tke it home and tell it take it from me that you need all the friends you can get But I keep looking over my shoulder to see if I'm there "Oh, when I was a little Ghost, A merry time had we! Each seated on his favourite post, We chumped and chawed the buttered toast They gave us for tea Once a Ghost, Always a Ghost (Monkman/Linwood) Once upon a time I stumbled on a master plan better than a time-machine simple to understand just consume a pint of this and one or two of these head in arm and hand in hand we'll haunt the seven-seas If you choose we can confuse you favourite enemy find a dungeon with a pungent tropicality waft about and groan a bit and make him feel at ease head in arm and hand in hand we'll haunt the seven-seas Isn't it original to be invisible be a ghost and make the most of when you come to call nobody will know you're there unless you care to sneeze head in arm and hand in hand we'll haunt the seven-seas

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