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Launch 1318

POEM:

LIKE-THE-PURE-WHITE-STAR-

SPARKLES-PETER-PAN

Whitebird shines like a  star.

Ah  nurse  Wendy, there  you are.

Tuck-in the poor hospital mites

while Peter shines  like a pure-Christmas-light.

Launch 1317

POEM:

SPLITTING  IMAGE

"Hello  Mark  I.

This  is  Mark II.

You don't need  to see  a  shrink

when you've  yourself  to talk to!!"

Launch 1316

SONG  LYRIC:

CONSPIRACY CLUB

The  neon-light flashes  up above

It's  spelling out The  Conspiracy Club

and  every  man-Jack a member  there

is a-whispering from ear  to  ear

 

"Conspiracy, conspiracy

It's all around us, don't  you  see?

Against each other  we must conspire

or let  our  opponents get the  higher"

 

Behind every tree  and  shrub

find a  member of  The  Conspiracy  Club

Keep your ear to the ground

Big business does  the  little man down

 

"Conspiracy," etc

 

The  neon-light  etc

 

"Conspiracy,"   etc  (twice)

 

Launch 1315

SONG  LYRIC:

FORTUNE  KOOKY

The girl's a fortune  kooky

She's mad about the  bread

Yeah she's a  fortune  kooky

Money's  gone  to  her  head

The smell  of  fortune  cookies

by the  nose  has her  easily  led

 

Can't  you  see  the  hungry  look?

On fortune  cookies the  girl is  hooked

Get those fortune  cookies cooked

Get those fortune  cookies cooked

 

Her  granpa  soldiered in the war

and  lost his workhorse  legs

Her grandma became  a  gypsy-type

who went round  selling pegs

Her  mother was  a  drunkard

who  licked up all  the  dregs

 

Can't  you?  etc

 

The  girl's  etc

 

Can't  you?  etc

Launch 1314

SONG  LYRICS:

DOLLHOUSE

He's  left  behind  his  spouse

He's  heading for  the  dollhouse

to  wet his whiskers  in the  cream

of a wildcat  dream

that isn't really what  it seems

 

It's  plastic  don't  y'know?

It's an artificial  rose

Getting your snout wet

with the  baby-doll  set

 

That's what  she  cried to him

when his  car he  climbed  on in

all ready to go  start on

a  chick  built  like  Dolly  Parton

now  with  marriage  he  had done

 

It's  etc  (twice)

 

He's left etc

 

It's  etc  (twice)

 

I  learnt  only recently that  Dirty  Pretty Things  and  the  V1s  came out of the  band  The  Libertines  whose  working  name was The  Strand when I sent  Pete  Doherty  lyrics and  verses.  a  V1 and  a  U2  are  in a  lyric  elsewhere  on this  vox,  but here's  the  Dirty Pretty  Things lyric I sent.  Don't  know if it's  been used.

DIRTY PRETTY  THINGS

Their  mammas  liked the  Pretty  Things

when they too were  young

To the  Beatles and  the Stones

their  pappas  liked  to  hum

The  kids  formed a  band

with  their  pals  mucking  in

and each of them became

a Dirty  Pretty Thing

 

A  Dirty  Pretty  Thing

Hear them play and  sing

A  Dirty  Pretty  Thing

Hear  them play and  sing

A  title from a  book

and a  60s  grouping

 

Their  mammas  liked  the  Pretty Things

when they were young  too

Their  pappas  liked to hum

to the  Beatles and  the  Who

The  kids  formed a  band

with their  pals  mucking in

and  each of  them became

a  Dirty  Pretty  Thing

 

A  Dirty  etc

 

Repeat  1st verse

 

A  Dirty etc  (twice)

1313

SONG  LYRIC:

HANGIN'  OUT

You're talking  lord-and-ladyships

while  I'm on the  corner eating  fish and chips

Butter wouldn't melt  on those  lips

With the  uppercrust you've come  to grips

 

You're  up in the  restaurant tower

on the  table  is  a  rose-flower

and  in his  hand a  diamond ring

You always wanted  everything

 

I knew you  from  round and about

You acted  like  a  down and  out

You  walked the street  with a ruby  pout

Now with the  knobs  you're  hanging  out

 

You're  up etc

 

You're  talking  etc

 

You're up etc  (twice)

 

POEMS:

KNOW-IT-ALL-NATIONS

How  many civllizations  must come and  go

before we  reach that splendid place

we  might call  The-Land-Of-Know -

and  knowing all about  time and space

leave  the  planet earth  below

being  now  a  much-higher  race?

 

A-MULTI-LIVED-MADAM-GIVES-

THE-GUYS-ALL-ROUND-THAI-LADY-TREATMENT

Find  I  lie  in old-Siam

with  my  Pussy  Massage  Parlour  madam

rubbing  oil  into  my  limbs

as  with  every  Bob, Dick and  lucky  Jim.

A  cat  with  nine-lives  is  this  puss

whose  powerful-paws  treat me  thus.

Stop  your  calling-out  you  ladyboys,

my  tail comes-up  at  Madam Soy's.

Launch 1312

POEM:

GLAD-EYED-GHOST-ON-ROBERT-BURNS'-NIGHT

If scotch was good  for  you

then  Scotch is good  for  me.

Just  look at you  now,  man,

you've  become  an industry.

 

You didn't  make  it  to  Jamaica,

did  you  poet  Burns,

but  here's  to  you  Robbie,

and  many  happy  returns!!

 

SONG  LYRIC:

FAR-OUT  FRENCH  FANCIES

Go  on  Belle,  let  down  your  hair

Put  on  your  sexy  underwear

Your  husband's  bound to a  wheelchair

and  blind  to any fantastical affair

 

Yes  blind  it seems

but  he  has  his  own dreams

He  gets  his  kicks

out  of  playing  tricks

and  Belle  you're  his  tricky-queen

 

His  wheelchair  is  his throne

He  likes  being helplessly  alone

while  you're  out  playing  games

that  can earn a girl  dirty  names

 

Yes  etc

 

Go on  etc

 

Yes  etc

Launch 1311

SONG  LYRIC:

SAD

Come  the  dark  wintry  nights

my baby  turns on the  blue  lights

Autumn time  is  the  border

to  a  seasonal adjustment  disorder

 

And  it's  sad, it's  sad

She's  so  melancholy,  feels  so  bad

And it's  sad, it's  sad

She's  so  melancholy,  feels so  bad

 

I too  need the  sunny  day

to chase all by  blues  away

I'm  down, I'm down,  I'm down

like a  skeletal leaf on the  ground

 

And  it's  etc

 

Come  etc

 

And it's  etc

Launch 1310

SONG  LYRIC:

ENTROPY

Beauty's  in the eye of the  beholder

Magic's in the wand of the  holder

Cruel  Mistress  Life,  I told  her

"You're  getting  crueler, you're  getting bolder"

 

Tsunami, tsunami

I'm a  sail-boat captain

on a  sail-boated  sea

The  waves  are  rising over  me

Entropy,  entropy

 

Beauty's  in the  eye  of the  beholder

Guess  I've  grown much too  older

My  eyes aren't what they used  to  be

Now  here  I am, all at  sea

 

Tsunami  etc

 

Repeat  1st verse

 

Tsunami  etc  (twice) 

Launch 1309

BLAKE  AND  BROWN  ADDITION: 

Henry  Pease's  brother lived  in  Marske.  Old  Saltburn was  just an hamlet  down by the Ship  Inn.  Many  of  it's  populace were  interbred!!