Mirror Of Love
Written by: Raymond Douglas Davies

Published by: Davray Music Ltd.

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Lyrics:
Sung by Belle (Flash's Special Floosie)

Why I love you though you treat me bad.
'Cos when I look at you I'm looking through the mirror of love.
Oh the mirror of love and you look alright,
'Cos when I look at you I'm looking through the mirror of love.
You're such a cool lover,
But you're such a cruel lover,
Treat me like I'm a fool,
I hate you but you know I would kill for you.
You're a mean and obscene lover,
But I would have no other,
Even though you treat me bad,
You were the best man I ever had,
'Cos through the mirror of love, mirror of love,
When I see you through the mirror of love,
You're alright and I forget that you're bad,
'Cos when I look at you I'm looking through the mirror of love.

Why I love you though you treat me bad,
'Cos when I look at you I'm looking through the mirror of love.
The mirror of love you sure look alright.
I see your reflection when I'm looking through the mirror of love.
You're a crude and a rude lover,
But I would have no other,
You slap me down, treat me bad,
You're a two-timing swine and you drive me mad.
You're a mean and obscene lover,
But you are my dream lover,
'Cos even though you treat me bad,
You were the best man I ever had,
'Cos through the mirror of love, mirror of love,
I see your reflection in the mirror of love.
And you're alright though you treat me bad.
When I see you I'm looking through the mirror of love.
Oh the mirror of love, sure look alright
'Cos when I see you I'm looking through the mirror of love.

Misery
Written by: Ray Davies

Published by: Davray Music Ltd.

Lyrics:
Misery
I know you got troubles but you don't have to spread it about
Misery
You moan and you groan but all of that I can live without
Well
Until you stop worrying about yourself
You'll never get anywhere with me
I'll still be hanging in there but you're still a misery

Until you learn to laugh you'll never come to any parties at my house
My house
And if you go on like this the only house you'll ever visit is the nut house
Nut house

You're such a misery, why don't you learn to laugh
Look in the mirror and
Don't take yourself so seriously

Well
Dollar bills could fall from the sky
But still you wouldn't be satisfied
But I'm not going to let you depress me

Until you learn to laugh you'll never come to any parties at my house
My house
And if you go on like this the only house you'll ever visit is the nut house
Nut house

You're such a misery, why don't you learn to laugh
Look in the mirror and
Don't take yourself so seriously
Ah ah ah ah

Misery
You're only happy when you're feeling totally down
Misery
I only ever see you when your chin's hanging on the ground
Well
Until you learn to laugh at yourself
You'll never get anywhere with me
I'm down but I'm still happy but
You're such a misery, well
You're such a misery, well
You're such a misery

Misfits
Written by: R.D. Davies

Published by: Davray Music Ltd.

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Lyrics:
You've been sleeping in a field but you look real rested
You set out to outrage but you can't get arrested
You say your image is new, but it looks well tested
You're lost without a crowd yet you go your own way

You say your summer has gone
Now the winter is crawlin' in
They say that even in your day
Somehow you never could quite fit in
Though it's cold outside
I know the summer's gonna come again
Because you know what they say
Every dog has his day

You're a misfit, afraid of yourself so you run away and hide
You've been a misfit all your life
Why don't you join the crowd
And come inside
You wander round this town like you've lost your way
You had your chance in your day
Yet you threw it all away
But you know what they say
Every dog has his day

Look at all the losers and the mad eyed gazers
Look at all the loonies and the sad eyed failures
They've given up living 'cos they just don't care
So take a good look around
The misfits are everywhere
La la la la la la

This is your chance, this is your time
So don't throw it away
You can have your day
'Cause it's true what they say
Every dog has his day

You're a misfit
Afraid of yourself so you run away and hide
You've been a misfit all your life
But why don't you join the crowd and come inside
You wander round this town
Like you've lost your way
You had your chance in your day
Yet you threw it all away
Now you're lost in the crowd
Yet, still go your own way

Missing Persons
Written by: Ray Davies

Published by: Davray Music, Ltd., 1984

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Lyrics:
Have you seen this face?
Does it ring a bell?
Does it strike a chord somewhere in your mind?
And there's a big reward,
If you help us solve this crime,
And if you recognize this face, dial 999.

Have you seen this face?
Dig deep in your mind.
Has anybody seen that little girl of mine?
She was always a rover,
But I'm afraid to say she's strayed
Too far this time.

Now I'm sitting at home, staring at the wall.
Waiting for the missing person to call.
Waiting for the message I'm dreading to hear.
Waiting to confirm my darkest fears.
She's a missing person, I wish I could see
All of the places she might be.
Maybe I stopped her from being free.
Maybe there was something missing in me.

Wherever she is, I hope she's doing fine,
But I wish that she would phone or drop us a line.
Till then I've got nothing to ease my mind,
And I'm thinking about her all the time.

Misty Water
Written by: R. Davies

Published by: ?

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Lyrics:
By the town of Straight and Narrow,
There's a dark and misty place.
Everything is hazy,
So the people are afraid.

All except Maria's daughters,
Who believe in misty ways.
Everything is lovely,
In a misty morning glaze.

I like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne Maria and her daughters,
They like misty water.

I like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne Maria and her daughters,
Take a sip of misty water.

Though Maria is not lovely,
She's the lady of my dreams.
'Cause I see my lady,
Through a misty, silky screen.

And seeing is believing,
But I can't believe my eyes.
Everything is lovely,
In a misty paradise.

I like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne Maria and her daughters,
They like misty water.

They like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne Maria and her daughters,
Take a sip of misty water.

I like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne Maria and her daughters,
They like misty water.

They like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne Maria and her daughters,
They like misty water.

I like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne Maria and her daughters...

The Moneygoround
Written by: Raymond Douglas Davies

Published by: Noma Music, Inc. - BMI

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Lyrics:
Robert owes half to Grenville
Who in turn gave half to Larry
Who adored my instrumentals
And so he gave half to a foreign publisher
She took half the money that was earned in some far distant land
Gave back half to Larry and I end up with half of goodness knows what
Oh can somebody explain why things go on this way
I thought they were my friends I can't believe it's me, I can't believe that I'm so green
Eyes down round and round let's all sit and watch the moneygoround
Everyone take a little bit here and a little bit there
Do they all deserve money from a song that they've never heard
They don't know the tune and they don't know the words
But they don't give a damn
There's no end to it I'm in a pit and I'm stuck in it
The money goes round and around and around
And it comes out here when they've all taken their share
I went to see a solicitor and my story was heard and the writs were served
On the verge of a nervous breakdown I decided to fight right to the end
But if I ever get my money I'll be too old and grey to spend it
Oh, but life goes on and on and no one ever wins
And time goes quickly by just like the moneygoround
I only hope that I'll survive

Moments
Written by: Raymond Douglas Davies

Published by: Coronado Music

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Lyrics:
Come on love
Let's forget about all the things that we've done wrong
Just remember all of the things that we've done right
I'm in no mood to argue and I'm in no mood to fight
So let the tears pass you by
Don't you cry, don't you cry, don't you cry
And I ain't gonna let this big world get me down
I gotta learn to keep a hold of my head and keep my feet on the ground
Moments of ecstatic happiness
And the moments of stress that we had better forget
But love, I gotta feeling that I've said it all before
I said it before
I say I'll never do you wrong but then I go and do the same again
I don't know why, don't know why
Don't know why, don't know why, don't know why
We gotta learn to share these moments in our lives
And never let it get us down, we gotta put up a fight
Moments to remember all our lives
From the first brief hello to the last good-bye

I say I'll never do you wrong but then I go and do the same again
I don't know why, don't know why
Don't know why, don't know why, don't know why
We gotta learn to share these moments in our lives
And never let it get us down, we gotta put up a fight
Moments to remember all our lives
From the first brief hello to the last good-bye

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Written by: Allan Davies (often erroneously attributed to Ray Davies)

Published by: Carlin Music/Hitmaker Music

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Lyrics:
Monday Tuesday Wednesday
Ah, the milkmen came in, and that washing machine
It's drivin' you crazy, to hear the kids scream

Ah, but your life ain't so bad
You feel happy inside, it's a crime
That you're wastin' away each and every precious day
Don't be blind

Every Monday it seems so lazy
It's the time that could drive you crazy

My Monday, My Tuesday, My Wednesday
The paper boy's been, and that news looks so black
There ain't time to read it
'Cause you might get the sack

But your life ain't so bad
You feel happy inside, it's a crime
That you're wastin' away each and every prescious day
Don't be blind

'Cause every Monday it seems so lazy
It's the time that could drive you crazy

La la la, la la la, la la la..........

My Monday, My Tuesday, My Wednesday
Could grab up your money, and run for the gate
You just missed your bus, now you're late for a date

Ah, but your life ain't so bad
You feel happy inside, it's a crime
That you're wastin' away each and every precious day
Don't be blind

'Cause every Monday it seems so lazy
It's the time that could drive you crazy

Monday Tuesday Wednesday Monday Tuesday Wednesday

Money & Corruption / I Am Your Man
Written by: Raymond Douglas Davies

Published by: Davray Music Ltd.

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Lyrics:
(Sung by Chorus)

We are sick and tired
Of being promised this and that.
We work all day, we sweat and slave
To keep the wealthy fat.
They fill our heads with promises
And bamboozle us with facts,
Then they put on false sincerity
Then they laugh behind our backs.

1st Chorus
Money and Corruption
Are ruining the land
Crooked politicians
Betray the working man,
Pocketing the profits
And treating us like sheep,
And we're tired of hearing promises
That we know they'll never keep.

Money and Corruption
(Etc. repeat 1st Chorus above)

Promises, promises, all we get are promises.
Show us a man who'll understand us, guide us and lead us.

We are sick and tired
Of having to ask them cap in hand
We crawl on the floor
We beg for more,
but still we are ignored.
We're tired of being herded
Like a mindless flock of sheep
And we're tired of hearing promises
That we know they'll never keep.

1st Chorus
Money and Corruption
Are ruining the land
Crooked politicians
Betray the working man,
Pocketing the profits
And treating us like sheep,
And we're tired of hearing promises
We know they'll never keep.

We've got to stand together
Every woman, every man,
Because money and corruption are ruining the land.
Show us a man who'll be our Saviour and will lead us.
Show us a man who'll understand us, guide us and lead us.
Show us a man.
Workers of the nation unite.
Workers of the nation unite.
(Mr. Black sings)

I visualise a day when people will be free
And we'll be living in a new society.
No class distinction, no slums or poverty
I have a vision of a new society.
And every home will have a stereo and TV,
a deep freeze, quadrasonic and a washing machine.
So workers of the nation unite.

I am your man
I'll work out a five-year plan
So vote for me brothers
And I will save this land
And we will nationalise the wealthy companies
And all the directors will be answerable to me,
There'll be no shirking of responsibilities
So people of the nation unite.

Union Man I'll work with you hand in hand
For we're all brothers to our Union Man.
I am your man,
Oh God how I love this land,
So join together save the Fatherland.

I visualize a day when people will be free
And we'll be living in a new society.
No class distinction, no slums or poverty,
So workers of the nation unite,
Workers of the nation unite,
People of the nation unite.

Money Talks
Written by: Raymond Douglas Davies

Published by: Davray Music Ltd.

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Lyrics:
Scene: Into Flash's den - a night club

Scene: In Flash's den, a night club partly converted into an office.
Sung by Flash, Floosies and Spivs:

Show me a man who says he can live without bread
And I'll show you a man who's a liar and in debt.
There's no one alive who can't be purchased or enticed
There's no man alive who wouldn't sell for a price,
Money talks and we're the living proof,
There ain't no limit to what money can do
Money talks, money talks.

Money can't breathe and money can't see,
But when I pull out a fiver people listen to me.
Money can't run and money can't walk,
But when I write out a cheque I swear to God I hear money talk.
Money talks and, baby, when you've been bought
You pay attention everytime money talks.
Money talks, money talks.

Money talks and there's no doubt about it
Money talks and we can't live without it,
What's the point of living unless you've got money?
I just couldn't function without money.
Money talks, money talks,
Money talks, money talks.

Show me an upright respected man
And I'll have him licking my boots when I put money in his hand.
It rots your heart, it gets to your soul,
Before you know where you are you're a slave to the green gold.
Money talks and we're the living proof
There ain't no limit to what money can do.
Money talks you out of your self-respect,
The more you crave it the cheaper you get.
Money talks, money talks.

Money buys you time and people listen,
Money can buy a smile and make life worth living.
If you're ugly money can improve you.
I just couldn't face the world without mazuma.
Money talks, money talks.