1.Caravanna
Here are we, with a view of mountains
Staring at the floor for hours on end
There's a world outside that window
And we're looking at linoleum instead
Another sunset passes us by
We used to sit on our arses
And stare into the sky
If either one of us could drive
We could drive away
And the times of our lives
Could begin today
Look at us： we're atrocious
We make a meal of every meal
And we browse through travel brochures
But the grass grows brown around these wheels
Take the tennis ball off the towbar
We've come a long way
But there's so far to go
If either one of us could drive
We could drive away
And the time of our lives
Could begin today
What's there to decide？
And what's there to say？
If either one of us could drive
We could drive away
Some things might have to change
I wish there was some furniture
That I could rearrange
2.Under The Rotunda
It's already Friday
And soon it'll be Friday night
And if you've got something planned
I suppose I'll understand
But give me half an hour
And I'll meet you in the gardens
I'll probably be waiting under the rotunda if it's raining
And somewhere near the see-saws if it's not
We can wander round the football ground
As the sun sets on the grandstand
If it gets a little cold there
We can hold hands in the goal square
It's getting dark and baby don't the shops shine bright
I've been here for hours
I can't see the florist for the flowers
And I can't see the point in hanging around
I know we've done all this before
But once more won't hurt
So let's do it once more
Bereft of ideas
We live here but we're sightseers
Somewhere over the railway line
There's a light on in your loungeroom
Do you remember when I found you fast asleep？
You were so slow to your feet
I didn't mean to yell
It's just that I'm a little jealous
'Cause you can do the Rubik's Cube and I can't
I relied on blind faith and dumb luck
But eventually the stickers came unstuck
I know we've done all this before
But once more won't hurt
So let's do it once more
Bereft of ideas
We live here but we're sightseers
3.Train Robbers' Wives
Every second Saturday it's off to Wormwood Scrubs
To sit within six inches of the man she loves
The visit's twenty minutes
But it's a whole day on the bus
Presses her fingers to the glass
And waits for twenty years to pass
But Renee's remaining true
What else can she do？
Tried to take it on the chin
But god, it got her in the neck
She's recognised in public
And in private she's a wreck
Loves and marriages, loves and marriages
They can come apart like railway carriages
It's not a bit like Frank Sinatra says
Train robbers' wives
For the best part of their lives...
For the worst part of their lives
4.World Encyclopedia Of Twentieth Century Murder
Around here the roofs are redder
And the houses are closer together
But the people are further apart
And it doesn't ever really get dark
I bury myself in books
I'm very good at murderous looks
Gods knows how I can sleep
The company I keep
I keep myself amused
I keep it to myself
It's not that I'm confused
It's just that I can tell
It's not a normal thing
To be interested in
But there's nothing wrong with me
These walls are paper-thin
I can hear everything
Stock still and perfectly silent
Violently unhappy or happily violent？
I keep myself amused
I keep it to myself
It's not that I'm confused
It's just that I can tell
It's not a normal thing
To be interested in
But there's nothing wrong with me
From Jack Henry Abbott to the Red Light Bandit
From Dr Crippen to the Yorkshire Ripper
The Button and Badge Murder
The Brides in the Bath Murders
Ten Rillington Place to the Green Bicycle Case
You can't trust anyone these days
5.The Invention Of Ordinary Everyday Things
When my friend comes over
We sit on the sofa
And most of our clothes are other people's
With hairstyles the same as
The rich and the famous
We're certainly no strangers
To pins and needles
She's caught up completely
In afternoon TV
She smiles when she sees me
A sheepish grin
We might be dressed as
The young and the restless
But the one thing we're best at
Is sleeping in
She's OK occasionally
Not today, but wait and see
Now we're talking
But look how we're yawning
It's one in the morning
And there's two on the couch
A hand to hold or a comforting shoulder
It's time that I told her I'm all talked out
She's telling me she's tired of relationships
And I'm bending bits of wire into paperclips
6.Punchlines
I must admit I find it funny
But I might have known she'd find it dumb
The air hostess and the blow-up dummy
I'm in stitches and she's twiddling her thumbs
She hasn't laughed once
She thinks there's something wrong with my sense of humour
And I think there's something wrong with hers
Once upon a time she was easily amused
But now I think that joke might be getting worse
It was funny at first
I'm overjoyed when she understands
I could make her chuckle if she gave me half a chance
But the most she ever gives me is a second glance
She never gets a kick out of my punchlines
I saw her smiling during Gilligan's Island
I suspect sarcastically
Despite myself, I'm beside myself
My sides are splitting but so is she
She's laughing at me
I'm overjoyed when she understands
I could make her chuckle if she gave me half a chance
But the most she ever gives me is a second glance
She only ever gets a kick out of my punchlines
Sometimes
Give me half a chance....
7.Guess How Much I Love You
Good Friday and I'm miles away
And missing you already
From a backyard in Balmain
To the post office and back again
I bought a postcard
I'm getting close
But I haven't got around to it yet
I know I said I'd write
And maybe I might
You know I'm thinking of you
In the bookstore, in the laundromat
Guess how much I love you
Much more, more than that
More than that
Better Saturday
It's been that way since I spoke to you this morning
From a pay-phone in a pub
Here's the rock'n'roll and there's the rub
And when I spoke to you
You said 'I'll see you soon'
But I won't see you for ages
And your voice sounded so small
The loneliness of the long distance phone call
You know I'm thinking of you
In the bookstore, in the laundromat
Guess how much I love you
Much more, more than that
Guess how much I love you
More than that
Here's me
Here's you
Draw a line between the two
This is cartography for beginners
On a map the gap's three fingers
But it's more than that
It's more than that
8.Columns O' Steam
Your dad's proud face is glowing
He recommends we buy goggles and flags
All aboard and don't forget your bags
Let's leave this place behind
And I didn't get you a present
But you don't seem to mind
This party's leaving soon
And your dad whistles a happy tune
With Belgrave far behind
Past a house where I spent one Christmas
And I wish we'd bought a camera with us
So I could show my mum some slides
Of this beauty that stretches far and wide
Fields of gold, trees of green
Columns of steam...
Your dad's proud face is glowing
He pours us all another pot of beer
There's all the food and drink you'd ever want in here
But the train's about to leave
And your friend has won my heart
But I'm as drunk as I'll ever be
In her lap I begin to dream
Columns of steam...
9.Up
I've made some plans
But it's all up in the air
I made some sandwiches
And I got myself a garden chair
And forty-five balloons
One sunny afternoon
I suppose it's not surprising
I'm three thousand feet high and rising
Miles above your backyard
San Pedro's just a postcard
Don't call me a nincompoop
Just call me the coast guard
I know this seems ridiculous
I'm an idiotic Icarus
But a man just can't sit around all day
Up, up and away....
10.Wyoming
I like the look of Wyoming
Although I wasn't there for long
And I like the sound of Wyoming
'Cause it sounds like the name of a song
The sky was big and the fields were wide
And if people lived there, they were all inside
In Wyoming
I like the light of Wyoming
It shone down in a painterly way
I met no residents of Wyoming
So about them I've nothing to say
The grass was pale and the sky was grey
And time that I spent there was less than a day
In Wyoming
There are fences of wood in Wyoming
That roll across prairies so grand
But they hold nothing out and they hold nothing in
So their use I do not understand
The rain in the distance, the shadow of cloud
If the hills made a sound it was not very loud
In Wyoming
11.Little Athletics
I don't know when it started
But it's worse now than before
We could both be broken hearted
It's so hard to be sure
But what are boyfriends for？
We went from perfect strangers
To less than perfect friends
But it's the warmest night in ages
And I don't have to pretend
It's good seeing you again
And it's more than a little pathetic
And I'm sure I'll live to regret it
But I'm all for little athletics
You're on your own
I'll race you home
And maybe I'm just thoughtless
But I don't think that's fair
Of course we should be cautious
But I'm too tired to care
We're less than halfway there
And it's more than a little pathetic
And I'm sure I'll live to regret it
But I'm all for little athletics
You're on your own
I'll race you home
I don't know when it started
But it's worse now than before
We could well be broken hearted
But what are boyfriends for？
I know you're none too sure
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