Oh, Craig

(Ahhhh) Oooooo  wee-ee-ee-ooooo
(Ahhh) Wee-ee-ee-oooooo
(ah-AH-ahhh) Ooooooooo
Oh, Craig-ah! (bop bop bop shoo-wada wada wahh)
Why are you so vague? (bop bop a-dada doh doh)
I need your loving-ah! (ging ging geah geah geah geah geah)
Like I need the plague (bop bop ba ba ba)
(booh bah bop bop bah ba ba boh....) Oo bop doo waddy waddy ooo...

Old Fashioned Day In The Country

Just an old fashioned day in the country
Under heavenly skies of blue
Just an old fashioned day in the country
With nothing better to do

Just an old fashioned day in the country
Sunlight sparkling through the trees
Just an old fashioned day in the country
Doing anything we please

There's no need to worry about a single thing
A snail is on the thorn, the lark is on the wing

Just an old fashioned day in the country
where the dandelions tell the time
Just an old fashioned day in the country
With old fashioned hills to climb

One Of Those People

I'm just one of those people
Who want to feel good all the time
Don't want no bad news
Messin' with my mind
I don't want no smart-arsed media clown
Wising me up and then dumbing me down
I'm just one of those people
Who put up with crap every day
Not just any ordinary crap
I'm talking about a constant stream here
Continually getting in my way
Crap in the workplace
Crap on t.v.
Crap in the global economy
I'm just on of those people"
Who some peopel call paranoid
Well who is and who isn't these days
It's hard to tell when so many people
Have so many good reasons to feel more than a just a little annoyed
But what can you do
When you're sure somebody
Is foolin' around with your reality
I'm just one of those people
Who want to feel good all those time
Oh Lord I ask you, is it such a crime?
The last thing I need is a feeling of guilt
When I'm wading through treacle on balsa wood stilts
I'm just one of those people
Who want to feel good all the time
One of those people
One of those people
One of those people

One Thing On Your Mind

Well her clothes left nothin' to the imagination
Everything was in the right places; she was pure temptation
I watched the way she fingered the stem of her champagne glass
And with her long lashed eyes and ruby lips, I knew she was high class
And all the while her hair hung down to her gownless evening strap
And I said "Haven't we met someplace before honey?"
And she said "Cut the crap."

You men are all alike,
you've got just one thing on your mind
One thing on your mind
one thing on your mind
You men are all the same
you've got just one thing on your mind
One thing on your mind!

Well I was somewhat taken by surprise and even lost for a word
I started up a conversation;
I was not about to be deterred!
I talked about the third world crisis and the state of the economy
I touched on God and religion, human rights and equality
And I said when it came to women's liberation, every sister had a brother
And then I asked her if she fancied some of this cheese
Or a bit of the other

She said you men are all alike, you've got just one thing on your mind
One thing on your mind, one thing on your mind
You men are all the same you've got just one thing on your mind
One thing on your mind!

Well the linesman's flag was up and the referee's whistle blown
He pointed to the spot without hesitation and we were on our own
And to cut the long story short we got together and we named a day
We bought a house near the top of the league with a garden where the kids can play
And at night when they're tucked up real safe in bed, she comes up real close to me
And I say "Not just now honey,
There's football on tv."

You men are all alike, you've got just one thing on your mind
One thing on your mind, one thing on your mind
You men are all the same, you've got just one thing on your mind
One thing on your...

Tiny mind!

  

One Two Three, Lay One On Me

Life is such a lonely road
Full of little ups and downs
Some say it's a dead end street
But they are silly clowns

One two thee, lay one on me
One two three, lay one on me
Three four five, watch me come alive
One two three, lay one on me

OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao

Evertime I turn the radio on
I get OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
All night long
Everybody singin' the same kind of song
And it goes OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
All night long
Everybody groovin' the same kind of beat
And it goes OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
Tap your feet
Everybody feelin' cooool out in the street
Goin' OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
Tap your feet

"Weep weepy oooooo!"
Goes the guitar man
"Boom ba aboom boom ba
A do gong do gong do gong do gong da boodla boodla boodla!"
Goes the drummer man
"Boom boom boom boom,"
Goes the man on the bass
And we go "OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao-Mao-Mao-Mao!"
All over the place

OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
Drivin' your car
OO-Chuck-a-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-a-Mao-How
Happy you are
OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
Ram a lam bam
Transistors and brothers
Kick out the jam!

Whooo! Hooey! Wheee! Hey! Oooh! Hey!

Think about the kind of song you rinse and return
And you've got OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
Easy to learn
Think about a candle with both ends to burn
And it's OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
Easy to learn
What about a needle without any thread?
That ole' OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
Sticks in your... head
Even the bweeerngg! that goes under the bed
Is full of OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
What I just said

Rock me crazy, split my head
Wake me up in the mornin', and put me to bed
Say what you say for the rest of the day
But it all sound like OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
Anyway

OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
Drivin' your car
OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
So good so far
OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
Strawberry jam
Transistors and brothers
Kick out the jams!
OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
We live so fine
OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao
So down the line
OO-Chuck-A-Mao-Mao, OO-Chuck-A-Mao-I
Can't understand it
It's like makin' love to a one-armed bandit

Come on, babe, I love ya!
Whoo!
Let's give us one more try
Come on, come on, come on, come on

Don't you wink your nobbies at me!

Ouch!

Ouch!
You're breakin' my heart
Ouch!
I'm fallin' apart
Ouch!
Ow, ow
Ouch!

(When)
When we first met (when we first met)
I must admit I fell for you right from the start
(I must admit I fell for you right from the start)
(Now)
Now when we meet
(Now when we meet)
All kinds of things it seems upset the apple cart
(All kinds of things it seems upset the apple cart)

Ouch!
Don't desert me
Ouch!
Please don't hurt me
Ouch!
Ow, ow
Ouch!

(What)
What is this thing called love
(What is this thing)
Why do they say it makes the world go 'round?
(Called love why do they say it makes the world go 'round?)
(I)
I can't explain
(I can't explain)
The way I feel for you, my feet don't touch the ground
(The way I feel for you my feet don't touch the ground)

Ouch!
Don't desert me
Ouch!
Please don't hurt me
Ouch!
Ow, ow
Ouch!

(When)
When we first met (when we first met)
I must admit I fell for you right from the start
(I must admit I fell for you right from the start)
(Now)
Now when we meet
(Now when we meet)
All kinds of things it seems upset the apple cart
(All kinds of things it seems upset the apple cart)

Ouch!
Don't desert me
Ouch!
Please don't hurt me
Ouch!
Ow, ow
Ouch!

Ouch!
Don't desert me
Ouch!
Please don't hurt me
Ouch!
Ow, ow
Ouch!
oooooo

Paranoia

Well, I'm a kid's boat stuck in the weeds
I'm a stray dog nobody feeds
I'm a surplus nobody needs
Who am I foolin'?

I'm a bigshot, I'm a millionaire
I'm a genius, I got brains to spare
I'm Napoleon, and there's a world out there
I could be ruling

Paranoia
Can annoy ya
Paranoia
Can annoy ya
Schizophrenia
Gets in between ya
Oh! Blame it on society!

Well, I'm an insect covered in spray
I'm a chip bag for chucking away
I'm a victim of moral decay
... hang on a mo.....

I'm a champion
I'm second to none
I'm a film star havin' some fun
I'm all the superheroes rolled into one
I'll have you know!

Paranoia
Can annoy ya
Paranoia
Can annoy ya
Schizophrenia
Gets in between ya
Oh! Blame it on society!

(Paranoia)
(Paranoia)
(Schizophrenia)

Paranoia
Can annoy ya
Paranoia
Can annoy ya
Schizophrenia
Gets in between ya
Oh! Blame it on society!
Oh! Blame it on society!
Oh! Blame it on society!


  

Piggy Bank Love

She runs a Greenshield library
Saves everything she's got
For her wedding day
Save all day, that's okay
But give me some of that piggy bank lovin'
Some of that piggy bank lovin'
Some of that piggy bank lovin'
Piggy bank love, piggy bank love

She dreams of cheap land, children,
Towels labeled his and hers
Plaster ducks in pairs
Flying up the stairs
Some of that piggy bank lovin'
Some of that piggy bank lovin'
Some of that piggy bank lovin'
Piggy bank love
Piggy bank love

Do do do do do
Do do do do do
Do do do do
Do ooo wooo

That's okay, save all day

We'll make her mother happy
With tinted photographs
Of our wedding day
Smile all day, make 'em laugh
But gimme some of that piggy bank lovin'
Some of that piggy bank lovin'
Some of that piggy bank lovin'
Piggy bank love
Piggy bank love

Some of that piggy bank lovin'
Some of that piggy bank lovin'
Some of that piggy bank lovin'

Some of
Some of
Some of
Some of

Piggy in the Middle

I know you know what you know
But you should know by now that you're not me
Talk about a month of Sundays
Toffee-nosed wet weekend as far as I can see

Hey, diddle diddle (whooo!)
The cat and the fiddle (whooo!)
Piggy in the middle (whooo!)
Do a poo poo

Bible punching heavyweight
Evangelistic boxing kangaroo
Orangutan and anaconda
Donald Duck, Mickey Mouse, even Pluto, too

Hey, diddle diddle (whooo!)
The cat and the fiddle (whooo!)
Piggy in the middle (whooo!)
Do a poo poo

tekraaam ot tnew eiggip elttil siht

One man's civilization is another man's jungle, yeah
They say revolution's in the air
I'm dancing in my underwear
'Cause I don't care

Hey diddle diddle (whooo!)
The cat and the fiddle (whooo!)
Piggy in the middle (whooo!)
Do a poo poo
Do a poo poo
oink oink

Walkie-talkie man says "‘ello, ‘ello, ‘ello,"
With his ballerina boots you can tell he's always on his toes
Hanging from a Christmas tree
Creeping like the Bogeyman, gettin' up my nose

Hey diddle diddle (whooo!)
The cat and the fiddle (whooo!)
Piggy in the middle (whooo!)
Do a poo poo
A poo poo
Poo

..piggy had roast beef
and this little piggy had none
This little piggy went WOOOOOOO!!
....all the way home

This little piggy went to market
And this little piggy stayed home
This little piggy had roast beef
and this little piggy had none
This little piggy went Wooo..oooo!
All the way home
(oink oink)
Now this little piggy went to market
And this little piggy stayed at home
And This little piggy had roast beef
and this little piggy had none
This little piggy went Woooo!
All the way home, all the way home

Now this little piggy went to market
And this little piggy stayed at home
This little piggy had roast beef!
and this little piggy had none!
Poor Piggy!
This little piggy went...
Ooooooooo

Sorry, your browser doesn't suppor Java. Look at the day; look all around you Look at the way it all surrounds you Sunshine spills over the hills and I can hear them saying We've got plenty of time if you want it We've got plenty of time We've got plenty of time if you want it We've got plenty of time Plenty of time People may come and people may go They do what they can and know what they know * Look at the sky; it has no ending How can I fly without pretending How can it be even leaves on a tree seem to be saying We've got plenty of time if you want it We've got plenty of time We've got plenty of time if you want it We've got plenty of time Plenty of time Heaven's above, hell is below We're in the middle And that's how it goes We've got plenty of time if you want it We've got plenty of time We've got plenty of time if you want it We've got plenty of time Plenty of time Slow down    (it's so good to)   Slow  down    (it's so good to)       Slow   down    (it's so good to) Slow    down    (it's so good to)           Slow      down    (it's so good to)     Slow          down                 Slow                down

* This bit's in the East of the Moon version only

  

Protest Song

Uhhh... uhhh... this next song is a protest song.  
Ladies and gentleman, I've suffered for my music, now it's your turn.

All the prophets of doom
can always find room
In a world full of worry and fear
Tip cigarettes and chemistry sets
And rudolph the red-nosed reindeer
So I'm goin back to my little old shack
And drink me a bottle of wine
That was mis en bouteille before my birthday
And have me a fuckin' good time

Rain on a tin roof sounds like a drum
We're marching for freedom today
Yeay
Turn on your headlights and sound your horn
If people get in the way

Let me turn you on to the chromium swan
On the nose of a long limousine
Even hired for the day it is something to say
But what the hhehhellll does it mean
I may be accused of being confused
But I'm average weight for my height
My philosophy like color tv
Is all there in black and white

RAI! .. rain on a tin roof sounds like a drum
We're marching for freedom today
yeay!
Turn on your headlights and sound your horn
If people get in the way