"I Don't Mind If You Forget Me"

I don't mind
I don't mind if you forget me
having learned my lesson
I never left an impression on anyone
so now you send me your hardened 'regards'
when once you'd send me 'love'
sincerely I must tell you
your mild 'best wishes'
they make me suspicious
but I don't mind
I don't mind if you forget me
having learned my lesson
I never left
an impression on anyone
the pressure to change, to move on
was strange
and very strong
so this is why I tell you
I really do understand
BYE BYE
I don't mind if you forget me
no no no no no no no
REJECTION IS ONE THING
BUT REJECTION FROM A FOOL
IS CRUEL
REJECTION IS ONE THING
BUT REJECTION FROM A FOOL
IS CRUEL
and I don't mind if you forget me
I don't mind if your forget me

"Dial-A-Cliche"

Further into the fog I fall
well, I was just
following you!
when you said:
"Do as I do and scrap your fey ways"
(dial-a-cliche)
"grow up, be a man, and close your mealy-mouth!"
(dial-a-cliche)
But the person underneath
where does he go?
does he slide by the wayside?
or...does he just die?
when you find that you've organized
your feelings, for people
who didn't like you then
and certainly don't like you now
yet still you say:
"Do as I do and scrap your fey ways"
(dial-a-cliche)
"grow up, be a man, and close your mealy-mouth!"
(dial-a-cliche)
"the Safe way is the only way!
there's always time to change, son!"
yes well I've changed
but I'm in pain!
dial-a-chiche

"Margaret On The Guillotine"

The kind people
have a wonderful dream
Margaret on the guillotine
because people like you
make me feel so tired
when will you die?
when will you die?
when will you die?
when will you die?
when will you die?
because people like you
make me feel so old inside
please die
and kind people
do not shelter this dream
make it real
make the dream real
make the dream real
make it real
Let The Right One Slip In
Let the right one in
Let the old dreams die
Let the wrong ones go
They cannot
They cannot
They cannot do what you want them to
Oh ...
Let the right one in
Let the old dreams die
Let the wrong ones go
They do not
They do not
They do not see what you want them to
Oh ...
Let the right one in
Let the old things fade
Put the tricks and schemes forward
Away
Ah ... I will advise
Ah ... Until my mouth dries
Ah ... I will advise you to ...
Ah ... let the right one slip in
Slip in
Slip in
And when at last it does
I'd say you were within your rights to write
The right one and say, "what kept you so long?"
"What kept you so long?"
Oh ...

"Pashernate Love"

Pashernate love
In any form
Whether real or a dream
Pashernate love
Could make your sister erupt
Into wild blisters and boils
Oh, as for me
It still doesn't understand me
It wouldn't lay one single finger on me
Pashernate love
Could make your grandmother zoom
Roller-skating back from the grave
Pashernate love
Could make your old daddy feel
Like he may have a reason to live
Oh, as for me
It still doesn't understand me
And it wouldn't lay one single finger on me
I'm always there
It's always elsewhere
Whoah, Pashernate love
Oh, where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?

"At Amber"

I'm calling you from the foyer
Of the Sans Hotel
Where the men and the women
Are acquainted quite well
And the drunkards keep on drinking
And oh, my room is cold
I'm disputing the bill, I will sleep in my clothes
And you, my invalid friend
You slam the receiver when you say
"If I had your limbs for a day
I would steal away"
I'm calling you from the foyer
Of this awful hotel
Where the slime and the grime
Gel
And I cannot, or I do not ...
And oh, my room is cold
And I'm envying you never having to choose
And you, my invalid friend
You slam the receiver when you say
"If I had your limbs for a day
I would steal away"
I'm calling you from the foyer
Of the Sans Hotel
It's not low-life, it's just people having a good time
And oh, my invalid friend
Oh, my invalid friend
In our different ways we are the same

"Disappointed"

Our unsleepable friend
gets the message on an ill-wind
'all your friends and your foes
would rather die than have to touch you'
TO SAY THE LEAST: truly disappointed
truly, truly, truly
Drank too much
said too much
and there's nowhere to go - but Down
young boy - I wanna help you
SEE THESE LINES?: truly disappointed
truly, truly, truly
Don't talk to me now
about people who are "nice
'cause I have spent my WHOLE LIFE
in RUINS...
because of people who were "nice
This world may lack Style, I know
but each bud must blossom and grow
Young girl one day we really will be old
but the thing is: I love you NOW
This is the last song I will ever sing
No I've changed my mind again
GOODNIGHT
AND THANK YOU

"Girl Least Likely To"

How many times have I been around?
Recycled papers paving the ground
Well, she lives for the written word
And people come second, or possibly third
And there is no style, but I say "well done"
To the Girl Least Likely To
Oh, deep in my heart, how I wish I was wrong
But deep in my heart, I know I am not
And there's enough gloom in her world, I'm certain
Without my contribution So I sit, and I smile, and I say "well done"
To the Girl Least Likely To
Page after page of sniping rage
An English singe or an American tinge
"There's a publisher," she said, "...in the new year"
(It's never in this year)
I do think this, but I can't admit it
To the Girl Least Likely To
So one more song with no technique
One more song which seems all wrong ...
And oh, the news is bad again
See me as I am again
And the scales of justice sway one way
In the rooms of Those Least Likely To
Oh, deep in my heart, how I want to be wrong
But the moods and the styles too frequently change
From 21 to 25, from 25 to 29
And I sit, and I smile, and I say "well done"
To the Girl Least Likely To
Oh, one more song about The Queen
Or standing around the shops with peas
"But someone's got to make it !" she screams
"So why why can't it be me?"
But she would die if we heard her sing from the heart
Which is hurt
So how many times will I shed a tear?
And another stage of verse to cheer
When you shine in the public eye, my dear
Please remember these nights
When I sit and support with a dutiful smile
Because there's nothing I can say
So chucking, churning, and turning the knife
On everything (except your own life)
And a clock somewhere strikes midnight
And an explanation - it drains me
If only there could be a way
There is a different mood all over the world
A different tune on familiar views
And dearest, it could all be for you
So will you come down and I'll meet you?
With no more poems, with nothing to hear
Oh darling, it's all for you...
Darling, it's all for you ...
Oh darling, it's all for you ...
Oh darling, it's all for you ...

"I'd Love To"

Again
I lay awake
and I cried because of waste
I'd love to
(But only with you
Only with you)
Oh, time is gonna wipe us out
There, I've said it loud and clear
So that you will hear
There's no one in view
Just you
Just you
And time will never wipe you out
Now I've had enough
I've had more than could be
My rightful share
Of nights I can't bear
How can it be fair?
Time must wipe them out
So, again, I lay awake
In a trance
Oh, I just want my chance
But only with you
Only with you
That's all
That's all
Aah ...

"Michael's Bones"

Michael's bones
Lay where he fell
Face down on a sports ground
Oh ...
He was just somebody's luckless son
Oh, but now look what he's done
Oh, look what he's done
Your gentle hands are frozen
And your unkissed lips are blue
Your thinning clothes are hopeless
And no one was mad about you
Michael's bones
Were very young
But they were never to know
Oh ...
Impetuous fun
Mr. Policeman
I don't know where you get such notions from
His gentle hands are frozen
And his unkissed lips are blue
But his eyes still cry
And now you've turned the last bend
And see - are we all judged the same at the end?
Tell me, tell me
Oh, you lucky thing
You are too brave
And I'm ashamed of myself
As usual
Oh ...

"I've Changed My Plea To Guilty"

I'm standing in the dock
With my innocent hand on my heart
I've changed my plea
I've changed my plea to guilty
Because freedom is wasted on me
See how your rules spoil the game
Outside there is a pain
Emotional air raids exhausted my heart
And it's safer to be inside
So, I'm changing my plea
And no one can dissuade me
Because freedom was wasted on me
See how your rules spoil the game
Something I have learned
If there is one thing in life I've observed
It's that everybody's got somebody
Ooh no, not me
So I've changed my plea to guilty
And reason and freedom is a waste
It's a lot like love