1.Jewel Thieves
We are happy-go-lucky Johnny-come-latelys
Millionaire beach boys in ten-cent shirts
And our pictures are in all the papers
We stole a stone, for what it's worth
We are jewel thieves
But we're such great guys
That it's hard to believe
We're so handsome they'll pay the ransom
We came in through an open window
Above suspicion, behind closed doors
We were double-crossed and we should have stayed single
But we messed around with square broads
We are jewel thieves
With our hands In our pockets
And our hearts on our sleeves
But when we were arrested we were bare-chested
Simple Simon says：
Put your hands in the air
Give back the diamond
We know it's here somewhere
You've committed a crime
And you're smiling like you don't care
2.Motorscooter
I'll put this place behind me soon
For somewhere bright and shiny and new
These streets got smaller the more I grew
It might be trite but it's true
I'm walking home in the early evening
My fingers are numb and I can see myself breathing
I feel down and out, I feel like up-and-leaving
There's somewhere I'd rather be than here
I'm as good as my word, I'm as good as gone
Some days nothing can go wrong
And I feel strange and I feel strong
This is not where I belong...
And I don't love you any more
And I don't love you any less
You're just as lovely as you were
The day we met
Let's get out of here
I'm looking forward to the future
I've got a good idea
And I've got a motorscooter
3.The Tichborne Claimant
Big and fat, here he comes
All his fingers look like thumbs
Mother dearest, look who's here
It's your long-lost loving son
Brush aside your fears
Look： he's got his uncle's ears
So he's a little fatter - it doesn't matter
A lot can happen in eleven years
And inside every fat man
Is another man who's thin
Even his own mother wouldn't recognise him
Why the dickens should I believe him
Has he given me one good reason？
Of course he hasn't
If he's the heir apparent
Appearances can be deceiving
Names are not important
Sir Roger Tichborne or Arthur Orton
From stealing cattle to an aristocrat
He'll sell his soul to claim his fortune
And outside every thin man
Is another man who's fat
Only a mother could love a face like that
4.Two Storeys
Downstairs it's dark most of the time
And it's a mess
The air is stale with the smell of wine
And cigarettes
She says she'll clean it up sometime
But she forgets
She paints her nails and draws the blinds
I draw a deeper breath
And downstairs she says
I swear I'll cut off all my hair
And every night's the night before
Alter a while
A breakfast bowl on the bathroom floor
A broken tile
Red-eyed she stumbles through the door
She doesn't smile
And neither do I
And this is where I live
But I know she's on her own
This is not my home
Upstairs it's a different story
Every day's like Sunday morning
And the sun begins to shine
There's a tree outside my window
Brilliant green and golden yellow
And that happiness is mine
I'm fine
5.Detective Agency
I was supposed to wait for you
But we'll have to wait and see
Have I been stood up？
Standing for an hour or two
By the detective agency
I wish the walls weren't powder blue
And I bet you're the same as me
When I put together two and two
I get five： we get along famously
And you were supposed to meet me here
On the stroke of five-to-four
I thought I made myself completely clear
I wouldn't take this anymore
And I've got absolutely no idea
Why I'm waiting here at all
The writing's all but disappeared
In the dust above the door
But honey, there's no hurry
I would hate to make you panic
I feel like Fred MacMurray
And you look like Barbara Stanwyck
6.Thomas And Martha
Dorchester, August 1856
I'm an old man now and ashamed of this
But I had to be in town for other reasons
I stood in a crowd of three or four thousand
The hood on her head and the rope around it
And summer's sometimes not the warmest season
A fine figure shrouded in black
Hung in the misty rain
Wheeled half-round and back
And her silk gown set off her shape
I'm an old man now and ashamed of this
But in Dorchester, August 1856
I saw hanged Martha Brown of Birdsmoorgate
7.Mezzanine
I could sense the static
Must have been the season
Climbed into the attic
Looking for the reason
She came up to find me
Saw me in the rafters
Just stood there behind me
Asked what I was after
I thought she was stronger
She said I'm a sparrow
I can't stay here much longer
Up here it's all hollow
She took time in leaving
Said she must be going
Up here in the evening
I had no way of knowing
She's day, I'm night
Is it wrong that I'm right？
In this loft I'm lying
Darkness starts me yawning
Dusk brings clouds on crying
Rain on eve and awning
Down there she is sleeping
Warm-lit fireside scene
She wakes to hear me creeping
Down from my mezzanine
This girl, this roof
This world is leakproof
This world, this roof
This girl is leakproof
8.William And Mary
Dear Mary, a letter from the grave
You'd better well behave
Don't spend more than you save
Be careful not to...
It's scary - I hope you're sitting down
I know how this must sound
I'm six feet in the ground
But I'll always be around
No matter what you do
I've got my eye on you
No matter what you do
I've got my eye on you
I'm staring at you each and every day
Since I'm an eyeball in a basin
Be charitable and chaste
And don't put make-up on your face
In death if not in life
We might see eye to eye
In death if not in life
Husband and wife
And I'm repeating myself twice
And I'm spouting tautologies
A dozen red roses and a thousand apologies
And thanks a million
Love, William
9.Only Angels Have Wings
Heavens above, I could never hate her
She's done nothing wrong
A photograph of Rita Hayworth
A Latin bombshell, an atom bomb
Lovely Rita, America's sweetheart
The girl next door and a whole lot more
From Hollywood to Hiroshima
From the silver screen to the Second World War
And of course she's gorgeous
But this is grotesque
If only angels have wings
Then she's an angel of death
10.Aviatrix
One of these days
She'll buy an old suitcase
And she'll throw a few things together
Give her godspeed
She says the sooner I leave the better
And any day now
That joke will turn sour
And she'll say a sweet goodbye
She'll pack up her things
Strap on her wings and fly
11.From Here To Maternity
This is the last month
A childhood disappears
She may look young for her age
But she is brave beyond her years
With the weight of the world on her shoulders
And the weight of a child inside
And it's the waiting that's the hardest part
For the boy who cried wolf
And the girl who cried
This could be the last week
But she thought that last week
And she was wrong
When he mentioned getting married
She said I must he getting along
He said he loved her
But when he left her
He said goodbye not see you soon
And she's strong enough to say fuck off
To the eternal bride and the infernal groom
These are the last days
It's coming, ready or not
She says to herself
So far so good
So help me God
From here to maternity....
This is the first day of the first month of the first year
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