A Fine Day To Exit

Take me out tonight Where there's music and there's people And they're young and alive Driving in your car I never never want to go home Because I haven't got one Anymore Take me out tonight Because I want to see people  And I want to see life Driving in your car Oh, please don't drop me home Because it's not my home,  It's their home, and I'm welcome no more And if a double-decker bus Crashes into us To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die And if a ten-ton truck Kills the both of us To die by your side Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine Take me out tonight Take me anywhere, I don't care I don't care, I don't care And in the darkened underpass I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last (But then a strange fear gripped me And I just couldn't ask) Take me out tonight Oh, take me anywhere, I don't care I don't care, I don't care Driving in your car I never never want...

I'll tell you who I am and whence I came, It's not going to be easy to explain My body has returned, my mind is all at sea Will you tell me who you are and where we're meant to be? She answers in a gentle, lilting style, Says little but speaks volumes with a smile With a sparkle in her eye, she takes me by the hand 'Let us take a walk, I'll answer all I can.' Jamie: April, 1358...Paris...I don't understand any more... my name is Jamie...and mine is a strange story... one which even I don't fully understand...my father is a scientist... and he has been experimenting with time-eroding drugs... I was sitting in his workroom..it was late at night...and I was thinking... you know, about me and my future...I've just left school...and I don't know what I want to do...I must have somehow have taken the drug... and landed up here.   Jeanne: My name is Jeanne . . and let me tell you my story . . my father owns many acres around here ... which are fa...

  "Can you tell me where my country lies?" said the unifaun to his true love's eyes. "It lies with me!" cried the Queen of Maybe - for her merchandise, he traded in his prize. "Paper late!" cried a voice in the crowd. "Old man dies!" The note he left was signed 'Old Father Thames' - it seems he's drowned; selling England by the pound. Citizens of Hope & Glory, Time goes by - it's the 'time of your life'. Easy now, sit you down. Chewing through your Wimpey dreams, they eat without a sound; digesting england by the pound. Young man says 'you are what you eat' - eat well. Old man says 'you are what you wear' - wear well. You know what you are, you don't give a damn; bursting your belt that is your homemade sham. The Captain leads his dance right on through the night - join the dance .... Follow on! Till the Grail sun sets in the mould. Follow on! Till the gold is cold. Dancing out with the moonlit ...

When summer's gone flee my angel   Winter winds they might lead you far away   Beyond the pale horizon, a greavin' silence   Over dreams to my heart yet not remain   Oh, please believe   It's in her eyes   It's inside   It's in my heart, the same relation   From which I once led astray   Oh, please believe   It's in her eyes It's inside   It's in my heart   The same delightful place I once felt in you   Angellore revered at dusk   For thee I rose, now descend all alone   Rise for me, soothe my heart   So wide a sea, may I overcome   Into the night strays an angel   So lost and tearful all astray   Into the night strays an angel   So lost and tearful all astray   Lo where's the pale horizon   Oh, where is dyingness   You reach for me beyond so wide a sea   Oh, please believe   It's in her eyes It's inside   It...

When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful, a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical. And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily, joyfully, playfully watching me. But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible, logical, responsible, practical. And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable, clinical, intellectual, cynical.   There are times when all the world's asleep, the questions run too deep for such a simple man. Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned I know it sounds absurd but please tell me who I am. Watch what you say or they'll be calling you a radical, liberal, fanatical, criminal. Won't you sign up your name, we'd like to feel you're acceptable, respectable, presentable, a vegetable! At night, when all the world's asleep, the questions run so deep for such a simple man. Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned I know it ...