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('The Rest' - Non-album songs)

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CONVERTIBLE

Oh let the racing cars
Play shooting stars an' break the record
An' watch the break-down man
Go fetch 'em out, the ditch again.

In my convertible we take in nice and slow
And watch the world go by
We got the top down
In my convertible, life is wonderful
The sky is never dull
We got the top down.

An' watch the limousine go sailing by
And make you dizzy
And in the posh hotel they smile and sip
Champaign as well.

In my convertible it's more than comfortable
And life is never dull
We got the top down
In my convertible there's nothing comparable
The world is wonderful
We got the top down.

And when the stars switch on
And the moon's accelerating
We're gonna light the fire
Where I can love you till the night time's fading
And when the sun gets back up on its way
We're gonna start out on a brand new day.

INSTRUMENTAL

And when the stars switch on
And the moon is sailing high
We're gonna light the fire
Where I can love you till the night time dies
And when the sun gets back up on its way
We're gonna start out on a brand new day.

In my convertible life is wonderful
The sky is never dull
We got the top down
In my convertible it's more than comfortable
Life is never dull
We got the top down.

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CRICKET

Dreams are funny aren't they?
Last night I dreamt that World War three had been declared
The BBC gave it out
An' then they gave the cricket score
England were all out for seventy-one
And the West Indies had made 'em bat on.

Dreams are funny aren't they?
Last night I dreamt that the end of the world had come
The BBC gave it out
An' then they gave the cricket score
England were all out for nil
And the West Indies had made 'em bat on.

Dreams are funny aren't they?
Last night I dreamt that America had made the UK the 52nd,
            or is it the 53rd state? - oh I don't know
The BBC gave it out
An' then they gave the cricket score
England were all out for fifty-one
And the West Indies had made 'em bat on (and on).

Dreams are funny aren't they? Ah they're hilarious
Last night I dreamt that Labour had won the election
The BBC gave it out
An' then they gave the cricket score
The West Indies were all out for a hundred and thirty four
An' our England sighed with relief.

Dreams are funny aren't they?
Dreams are funny aren't they?
Dreams are funny aren't they?
(Repeat and fade).

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COMPUTER

Shakespeare said my often rumination
Wraps me in a most humorous sadness
Well here we are, the age of information
Talkin' to myself
I don't have a computer
But I still got my sense of humour
It keeps me guesin'
An' leaves me room to make a fool of myself.

Today I met my old friend Yellow Hammer
An' I asked for a few bars of 'a little bit of bread and no cheese'
Well he just looked at me and shrugged his shoulders
An' flew up in the trees
'I've bin programmed' he said
'They fixed me a computer'
An' I can give you anythin' you like; anythin'
except the one you like.

Our Sandra's joined the middle class
An' left me on me own
She says I think too much, an' it's not healthy
An' I should go out an' get a computer
Then everything would be alright
An' she'd have me back home again
Ah, Sandra.

Jesus where are you? Can't you see I need some help?
This world I'm in's gone crazy
Can't you see I need your help?
I don't wanna computer, I don't wanna computer
They can't make me have a computer, can they?
All I want, All I want ... ... ...

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CAMPERS IN THE NIGHT

I know some people, some fine people
Who make me feel the way I do
And if you've met 'em
Maybe you've met them
Well I'm sure you'll feel the same way too.

I guess they need me
But not as much as I need them
For what I'm not quite sure
And who will mend their broken limbs
Or pretend that they're not there?
For them there is no cure.

They're just campers in the night
Laughin' at the fireside of life
For you, and for me
They're just campers in the night
Laughin' at the fireside of life
For you, and for me.

With sticks and wheelchairs
They go stumbling through their lives
Of their fine dreams and aims they're sure
And you must listen to them talk
Won't you listen to them talk?
And you will see a heart that's pure.

They're just campers in the night
Laughin' at the fireside of life
For you, and for me
They're just campers in the night
Laughin' at the fireside of life
For you, and for me.

INSTRUMENTAL

They're just campers in the night
Laughin' at the fireside of life
For you, and for me
They're just campers in the night
Laughin' at the fireside of life
For you, and for me
(Repeat and fade)

Copyright © 2001 Michael Armitage

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