The Tourist
Written by: Ray Davies

Published by: Davray Music, Ltd.

Lyrics:
The natives are getting restless in the tropical heat
Work is scarce and children play while the dogs fight in the street
And in the hotels all the tourists dine on local fare
While the waiters stand and stare

And in the street taxi cabs crawl around for vice
To the sound of the tourists in the casino
Rattling the dice, money money

I'm just another tourist checking out the slums
With my plastic Visa drinking with my chums
I dance and swing while ABBA sing
And I flash my Platinum
To the sound of Livin' La Vida Loca
Yes, Livin' La Vida Loca

While in the heat of the street
The native beats his drum
Take the money 'cause it's just another tourist
Having lots of fun

Oh let's go to the Mardi Gras
Oh let's kiss the Blarney Stone
Oh let's hear the Wailing Wall
Oh the Empire State is so very tall
And the Taj Mahal really has a pretty dome
And everywhere that I go I say
I want to make it my home

I'm just another tourist checking out the slums
With my plastic Visa drinking with my chums
Money money

Toymaker
Written by: Allan Davies (often erroneously attributed to Ray Davies)

Published by: Carlin Music/Hitmaker Music

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Lyrics:
Now I will hammer, and then I will screw it
Then I would wind it, to see how it goes
We'll keep working, painting and binding
Right til the morning, til he starts to close

Toymaker, toymaker, how do you know
Where all the pieces in your jigsaw puzzle go?
Toymaker, toymaker, don't you work fast
Lighting up you candles till the night has gone past
Toymaker

Now I will hammer, and then I will screw it
Then I would wind it, to see how it goes
We'll keep working, painting and binding
Right til the morning, til he starts to close

Toymaker, toymaker, why do you sing?
Does it make you feel happy when you wind up the spring?
Toymaker, toymaker, don't fall asleep
The children are waking and are getting on their feet
Toymaker

Now I will hammer, and then I will screw it
Then I would wind it, to see how it goes
We'll keep working, painting and binding
Right til the morning, til he starts to close

Toymaker, toymaker, how do you know
Where all the pieces in your jigsaw puzzle go?
Toymaker, toymaker, don't you work fast
Lighting up you candles till the night has gone past
Toymaker

True Phenomenon
Written by: Dave Davies

Published by: Capedale Ltd.

Lyrics:
It came out of the sky and into my life
I thought that I was in heaven
Then a voice reached out and touched my heart with a love that lasts forever

And a voice said ...
The love that you give is more than you know but treat each other kindly
And the time will soon come when each of you will know you are all one

It's a true phenomenon the government denies
A true phenomenon they're telling us lies
A true phenomenon

UFO's in the Holy Bible, every stage they come
Lift up your eyes to the skies across the sun
They looked in my mind, my life, giving it meaning
I looked to night, it vanished from sight my soul living believing

And a voice said ...
Show them the world there's reason for change but you can all survive it
But the time will soon come when each and everyone will see his face

It's a true phenomenon the government denies
A true phenomenon they're telling us lies
A true phenomenon we will not be decieved
A true phenomenon a known conspiracy
A true phenomenon
A true phenomenon

UFO's in the Holy Bible, every stage they come
Lift up your eyes to the skies across the sun

It's a true phenomenon ...
A true phenomenon
True phenomenon
A true phenomenon

True Story
Written by: Dave Davies

Published by: Dabe Music, Ltd.

Lyrics:
As I walked home the other night,
I looked up to the sky.
It hit me like a light in the head
He showed me of the world
In a different way.
Oh, I'll never be the same.

[This is space-sector calling] Are you talking to me?
[We have a message for you] I could not help but listen.
[Children of earth must all become] One family.
[Your leaders will not listen] But what can I do?
[People will listen to you] I'm just a poor fool,
[Reach out and help us and] Make them understand.

A place for everyone,
In their sacred plan.
Living in all lands.
I'll never turn away,
Now my life has changed,
I'll never be the same.

[This is space-sector calling] Are you talking to me?
[We have a message for you] I could not help but listen.
[Children of earth must all become] One family.
[Your leaders will not listen] But what can I do?
[People will listen to you] I'm just a poor fool,
[Reach out and help us and] Make them understand.

[This is space-sector calling] Are you talking to me?
[We have a message for you] Oh what can it be?
[Children of earth must all become] One family.
[Your leaders will not listen] But what can I do?
[People will listen to you] I'm just a poor fool,
[Reach out and help us and] Make them understand.

Trust Your Heart
Written by: Dave Davies

Published by: Dabe Music, Ltd.

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Lyrics:
In a sheltered place where I viewed the world
And all that it contained
I would see your face in a misty haze
And wish that you were there
Yes I wished that you were there
Darling Fool, I was with you all the way
Be as the flower that unfolds with each day

Trust your place in time though you have won and lost
How very much like me you are
When you come to me
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, oh truly trust your heart

Why bear malice just let it go
So what of pride it will swallow you whole
Here's to the judge, to the tyrant, and the beast
You keep a knockin' but you can't come in
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, truly trust your heart

The moonlight of your soul, told of memories long ago
Of the days when we were young
Of love that we'd forever hold
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, truly trust your heart
I bring thunder, lightning and rain
For those who administer injustice and pain
Comfort the weak and feed the poor
What on earth do we need government for?
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, oh truly trust your heart

20th Century Man
Written by: Raymond Douglas Davies

Published by: Davray Music Ltd.

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Lyrics:
This is the age of machinery,
A mechanical nightmare,
The wonderful world of technology,
Napalm, hydrogen bombs, biological warfare,

This is the twentieth century,
But too much aggravation
It's the age of insanity,
What has become of the green pleasant fields of Jerusalem.

Ain't got no ambition, I'm just disillusioned
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here.
My mama said she can't understand me
She can't see my motivation
Just give me some security,
I'm a paranoid schizoid product of the twentieth century.

You keep all your smart modern writers
Give me William Shakespeare
You keep all your smart modern painters
I'll take Rembrandt, Titian, Da Vinci and Gainsborough,

Girl we gotta get out of here
We gotta find a solution
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want to die here.

I was born in a welfare state
Ruled by bureaucracy
Controlled by civil servants
And people dressed in grey
Got no privacy, got no liberty
Cos the twentieth century people
Took it all away from me.

Don't wanna get myself shot down
By some trigger happy policeman,
Gotta keep a hold on my sanity
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna die here.

My mama says she can't understand me
She can't see my motivation
Ain't got no security,
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here.

This is the twentieth century
But too much aggravation
This is the edge of insanity
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here.

Two Sisters
Written by: R. D. Davies

Published by: Noma Music, Inc./Hi-Count Music, Inc. BMI

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Lyrics:
Sylvilla looked into her mirror
Percilla looked into the washing machine
And the drudgery of being wed
She was so jealous of her sister
And her liberty, and her smart young friends
She was so jealous of her sister

Sylvilla looked into the wardrobe
Percilla looked into the frying pan
And the bacon and eggs
And the breakfast is served
She was so jealous of her sister
And her way of life, and her luxury flat
She was so jealous of her sister

She threw away her dirty dishes just to be free again
Her women's weekly magazines just to be free again
And put the children in the nursery just to be free again
Percilla saw her little children
And then decided she was better off
Than the wayward lass that her sister had been
No longer jealous of her sister
So she ran 'round the house with her curlers on
No longer jealous of her sister

UK Jive
Written by: Raymond Douglas Davies

Published by: Davray Music Ltd.

Lyrics:
Another Saturday night and everybody gets together
The pubs are turning out and all the streets are alive
But the people wanna party so they come back to our house
Everybody gonna do the U.K Jive
Dad's got a crate of beer and it's an open invitation
He's ever-so elated and so are his mates.
Everybody's welcome to bring all their dates home
To syncopate and celebrate the U.K. Jive.
Swing your partner to the left, swing he back to the right.
Don't stand in the middle and act cool all night.
Everybody act a fool, jump around, lose your mind
Celebrate and typify the sign of the times.

Do that U.K. Jive
Do that U.K. Jive
U.K. O.K. U.K. O.K. gimme that U.K. Jive
(Repeat)
You gotta swing to the left, then back to the right
You gotta learn to swing both ways.
When you're jiving in the U.K. O.K. U.K.

Mum's all annoyed dad forgot the inflation
He blew all his wages by half past nine.
Now he's bought a gramophone on the never never
And the tally man's gotta have his money on time
But the kids are jumping round
And they're wearing out their leather
Driving all the neighbours out of their minds
Make a noise with boys and girls of the nation
That's the explanation of the U.K. Jive.

Blow in my ear, I like the way you do that.
And that's what I wanna hear.
Is that a fact?
Are you jiving me?
Oh, you bad pussy cat
You'll make papa mad.

Do that U.K. Jive
Do that U.K. Jive
U.K O.K. U.K. O.K.
Do that U.K. Jive
(Repeat)

Uncle Son
Written by: Raymond Douglas Davies

Published by: Davray Music Ltd.

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Lyrics:
He was just a workin' man,
Simple rules and simple plans,
Fancy words he didn't understand,
He loved with his heart,
He worked with his hands.

Liberals dream of equal rights,
Conservatives live in a world gone by,
Socialists preach of a promised land,
But old Uncle Son was an ordinary man.

Bless you Uncle Son,
They won't forget you when the revolution comes.

Unionists tell you when to strike,
Generals tell you when to fight,
Preachers teach you wrong from right,
They'll feed you when you're born,
And use you all your life.

Bless you Uncle Son,
They won't forget you when the revolution comes.

Underneath The Neon Sign
Written by: Raymond Douglas Davies

Published by: Davray Music Ltd.

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Lyrics:


Our hero leaves the pub his head still
swimming with alcohol, his head
buzzing with facts, figures and
computers. Night is descending as he
wearily makes his way home through
the traffic jams and neon lights of the
great metropolis.


Underneath The Neon Sign

All I see is imitation
And there's no earth beneath my feet.
There are no trees or fields in front of me
Only slabs of concrete.
Skyscrapers reaching up to the clouds,
Don't give the moon a chance to shine,
And I've got imitation moonlight
Standing underneath the neon sign.

Is it real or just illusion?
Can there be day-time when it's night?
Is it merely my delusion
Or are my senses telling me lies.
Is it just hallucination?
Have I been drinking too much wine?
I don't know if it's day or night,
When I'm underneath the neon sign.
Underneath the neon sign.

Electronic nature made by man with robots in mind.
Big city lights guide my way into the night, darkness shines
When I'm standing underneath the neon sign.

If there isn't any sunshine
We'll sunbathe by the neon sign
And if we can't see any stars at night
We'll sit and watch the traffic lights.
If there isn't any day-time
I've got an imitation dawn,
I've got a simulated sunshine
Standing underneath the neon sign.

Is it only an illusion?
Have I been drinking too much wine?
Can there be day-time when it's night
Underneath the neon sign.
Underneath the neon sign.
Is it mother nature
Playing tricks with my eyes
For darkness shines
When I'm standing underneath the neon sign.