Land of Plenty (Kevin Walker)
In days of old a glimpse of stocking was all it took
To get the boys a - rocking, magazine or a certain book
Nowadays there are other ways, so head on down to the pond
Where ordinary Joes are dipping their toes and heaven knows any thing goes
V.2
So put your worm on the line and hope you get a bite
Cast your rod in the mirky waters, reel them in tonight
There’s plenty more fish...... from a minnow to a WHALE
Let us just pray to God....... that you live to tell the tale
Chorus
When you are chased for your life, chased for your life by a reader's wife
A readers wife, a readers wife
And her husband in the wardrobe with a Stanley knife
V3.
There’s a raven-haired maiden with a shaven haven
Or a neatly waxed Brazilian, who’s one in a million
Brunette or blonde, horizontal fun
The time has come for snorkelling but you might just have to run
V.4
Big fish little fish cardboard box, they all seem the same
But at the end of the day will they remember your name?
The chance of threesome with a gruesome twosome could not fail to entice
With a stroke of luck you might squirm off the hook or you might just pay the price
Epilogue
Angry eyes were peeping, from in between the coats
I was just completing my culminating strokes
The cougar roared, and from that door a demon was invoked
I began retreating, in fear of flashing steel
Running through deserted streets with a Batman at my heels
He took one slash that caused a gash ignoring frequent squeals
After trying to evade a caped crusader
his stamina proved key
And that my friends is where it ends with a trip to A&E
Out There (Walker/Bowie)
Chorus
Lie down!
Lie down!
Lie down!
V.1
You go to sleep one day, but you never die
Planet earth was, oh so blue
Suddenly a crack appeared in the sky
And a hand reached down to you
Is it the same on the other side?
Please say it isn’t true
V.2
I thought you died alone, a long time ago
When the kids had killed the man
Dress my friends up just for show
So well hung and snow white tan
Are you still out there waiting in the sky?
It's such a long way down
V.3
Like a sad song, where the hero never dies
He gazes to the shore
Heaven lies between your marbled thighs
Falls wanking to the floor
Are you still shooting your pie up in the sky?
Ain’t got the power anymore
No, I ain’t got the power
No, I ain’t got the power….
Antipathy For The Devil (Kevin Walker)
V.1
All the days of my life
As I walk down the lane
Filled with trouble and strife
Killed by heartache and pain
The devil he finds work
For idle thumbs to do
Get thee behind me Satan
To the back of the queue
Chorus
Get thee behind me Satan
Oh get thee behind me
V.2
All the days of my life
Tryin’ to stick to that lane
Wind cuts my face like a knife
The loss and the gain
Yield not to temptation
Dark passions subdue
Get thee behind me Satan
Get to the back of the queue
Chorus
Get thee behind me Satan
Oh get thee behind me
V.3
All the days of my life
Road soon come to an end
But who knows what’s lurkin’
Up on around the bend?
And if that old demon should slip into view
There’s just one place to send him, that’s right
To the back of the queue, do you hear me ?
To the back of the queue
Chorus
Get thee behind me Satan
Oh get thee behind me
Repeat
Some Kinda Wonderful (Kevin Walker)
What else can I do?
What more can I say?
There’s no one here to talk to
Or listen anyway
East River breezes whisper your name
But you’re gone, you’re gone……
Last night I dreamt
I went to Manderley
I really never meant
To stand in your way
Manhattan winters melt into Spring
Now you’re gone, you’re gone…. away
Such an enchanting story,
Straight out of Jackanory
How I cried
Oh, how I cried
So true, I have gone
And there’s no turning back
Love is too weak
A word for what I feel
Hope you find what you seek
Tell the fake from the real
And In the meantime
We can pretend
That things are sublime
In a world without end
And though you have gone
You will always be
Some kinda wonderful to me
No use in us pretending
There was a happy ending
Oh I cried
How I cried
What we had together
I’ll treasure it forever
Some kinda wonderful
My Bootiful Laundrette (Kevin Walker)
V.1
A man from Sudan who ran a washateria
Showed me footage from CCTV
A sultry lady from somewhere like Algeria
Was slyly plundered of her lingerie
V.2
As we viewed the television monitor,
His behaviour was a real disgrace
Saw him press his eye against the dryer
A kaleidoscope of nylon and lace
Chorus
Welcome to the beautiful
My bootiful laundrette
V.3
Some might say it was committing a sin
But her baby doll nighty had him all in a spin
Some might say there is nothing more obscene
Than snatching dirty washing that was in for a clean
Chorus 2
Welcome to my beautiful
My bootiful launderette
V.4
Some might say “that he should have been confined”
When showed video evidence he had to toe the line
They came to an arrangement that suits them both fine
He is now duty manager with his payment in kind
Chorus
He is dutiful at the beautiful
My bootiful laundrette
Step into, it’s all on view
At the beautiful
My bootiful laundrette
Out From The Blue (Kevin Walker)
V1.
I get knocked down when I’m winning
Spinning around, feeling dizzy
I hit the ground when I’m falling
When I’m falling on through
Chorus
Seen better days then again I’ve seen worse
Time for a change got to shake off this curse
I’m just hoping that you, will come out from the blue
Verse 2
I get knocked up when I’m sinning
Running around keeping busy
Hitting the bricks, so appalling
That I’m falling for you
Chorus 2
Stranger to truth always living a lie
Looking for things that money cannot buy
Just hoping that you, will come out from the blue
V. 3
Get woken up when I’m dreaming
Stroked by your velvet glove
Searching for life’s inner meaning
Stoked by the fires of love
Chorus 3
Knew you’d be there if I just held my nerve
Wanting much more than we both deserve
Still believing that you, would come out from the blue
Krazy Daze (Andy Roberts & Kevin Walker)
V.1
Came down on a Monday
Come up smiling Tuesday morning
Signing on a Wednesday
Just to party on a Saturday night
They thought we woz krazy, well that’s maybe
Coz we fought on a Saturday night
People said we woz krazy
Well that’s maybe, alright
V.2
Day by day our life was taken
Living Monday through to Friday
All the dreams that were forsaken
Just to party on a Saturday night
People said we were lazy, well that’s maybe
Power cuts and a three day week
People said we woz crazy
Well that’s maybe just a cheek
Chorus
We were bombed off our titz
In the days of the blitz
We were bombed of our titz
In the days of the glitz
V.3
Now there’s never any fun day
Every day seems like a Sunday
We’re still longing for the old days
When we partied on a Saturday night
People thought we woz crazy
Caught a fever on a Saturday night
People said we woz crazy
Well then maybe, they were right
Chorus
We were bombed off our titz
In the days of the blitz
We were bombed of our titz
In the days of the glitz
Finale (Kevin Walker)
V 1.
Seasons rolling by
In the blinking of your eye
It’s the end of the game with no extra time
No one to run to,
No mountain, left to climb
Still the earth keeps on turning
Chorus
Stop the world I want to get on
Stop the world I want to get on
I want to get on
I want to get on
I want to get on
V 2.
Race is almost won
No more turning back the tide
Countdown has begun
Now or never, you decide
No one to run to,
Nowhere left to hide
Faster still earth keeps whirring
Chorus
Stop the world I want to get on
Stop the world I want to get on
I want to get on
I want to get on
I want to get on
Pussyfooting (Kevin Walker)
Coming and going, I’m tip-toeing, tippety toeing around you
When I enter in the room, dissipating the gloom
Then I’ll seize you in my claws, nocturnally yours
Tip-toeing , tip, tip toeing, I’m twinkle toeing around you
Creeping round your bed, I’ll inhabit your head
From dusk till dawn, I will make you wish you were never born
Tip-toeing, tip, tip toeing, I’m pussyfooting around you
Touch me and it’s clear, I will surely disappear
All is not what it seems, I’m an illusionary spirit of your dreams
Book of Cheer (Kevin Walker/anonymous)
Words, true inspiration, from a book
Words, my one salvation
V1.
If cruel fate bestows
A life not yet sublime
Cast away your woes
Tell the world that your feeling prime
Chorus
Keep on going, never give up
Keep on going, never give up
Keep on going, never give up
V.2
When you tumble from the top
If the weather kills your crop
When you're out of every dime
Being broke ain’t any crime
Remember the wise old words from the Book of Cheer
V.3
Though your hour is dark
Old black dog waiting at your door
No crock of gold beneath that rainbow
Grab some wings it is time to soar
V.4
The weight upon your shoulders
Makes it hard to face your fear
Need to be a little bolder
No more crying in your beer
Now is time to remember
The words from The Book of Cheer
Remember the words from the book of Cheer
The Girl From Lesser Nowhere (Kevin Walker)
V 1 .
Madeline, flirted briefly with the silver screen
Beauty Queen, making movies that are rarely seen
Where did all that beauty go?
Could have been the next Bardot…………
Pretty as her picture
Chorus 1
Legs that never seemed to end
With curves that drive you ‘round the bend
In a chauffeured limousine
Filled the room with lissom grace
Never really found her place or ever made the scene
V. 2
Madeline, in a mini – skirt of Crimpolene
Left her home when she was only seventeen
Made her beds then lay on them
Promised by so many men
The girl from lesser nowhere
V. 3
Madeline, still a baby when she hit the scene
Wild child, fuelled by Pernod and amphetamine
Waiting for the phone to ring
She soon became the last big thing………….
Chorus 2
Legs that never seemed to end
With curves that drive you ‘round the bend
In a chauffeured limousine
V.4
Madeline, met a salesman from Aberdeen
Said “she had the nicest pair that he had ever seen"
She made the beds and spread her legs
She bore a son, the years flew by, he soon was gone
Away from Lesser Nowhere
Chorus 3
Days that never seem to end
Ways that drive you ‘round the bend
So sad it seems the life I spend
And so I’m drinking to the past
Until the time I draw my last
Faraway in Lesser Nowhere
Known Not Wanted (Andy Roberts)
V.1
Got locked up for an illegal imperfection
Not too sure of all the ramifications
Whatever they may be, loose
I’m in the shit.........
V. 2
Scuffers running through my one-bedded mansion
Pray and hope to hit the motherlode
“Keep your hands off that son”, loose
“You’re in the shit”
Chorus
Known not wanted you’re free to go
Known not wanted you’re free to fall in love again
Known not wanted you’re an innocent C
Please stay off the shit
V. 3
Just got home to roll a big fat mama
Throw a disc upon the radiogram
Leaning back, I got time for reflection
I’m in the clear
Chorus
Known not wanted you’re free to go
Known not wanted you’re free to fall in love again
Known not wanted you’re an innocent C
Please son stay off the, please son stay off the,
Please son stay off the shit!
Most Peculiar (Andy Roberts & Kevin Walker)
V.1
Bedrock Joe, carries cash in plastic bags
And boards a train, to nowhere in particular
Holding parties in his hat,
Sending out cosmic rays
Chorus
In a most peculiar way
Travelling through the Westway
Three-legged dog’s in his way
With a person to the right
In the fading light
V. 2
Cindy Red, took some pills and lay in bed
To wash away, the thought of the child the nurse had taken
With a whole life left to live
Hiding out, disarray
V.3
Joe met Red, he felt the pain inside her head
They washed away the thoughts of their lives that had been taken
Having nothing left to lose
Ending it seemed okay
V. 4
They fell into a most peculiar love
Stepping out of the shadows
Made themselves a life – well sort of
One in which their hope grows.
Nothing (Kevin Walker)
V.1
No day no night
No black no white
No wrong no right
No sun no rain
No pleasure no pain
Chorus
What if in the end there was nothing?
What if there was nothing at all?
What if in the end there was no one?
What if there was no one to call?
V.2
No taste no smell
No heaven no hell
No sick no well
No hope no fear
No having you near
V.3
No rich no poor
No less no more
No future no yore
No freedom to choose
No time left to lose
The Call of The Game (Kevin Walker)
V.1
Way back when you could have been a contender
Instead of ending up a great pretender
Became a slave to stocking and suspender
Never to resist the call of the game
calling,, your calling, stop calling
calling stop calling me
V. 2
In between the madness and obsession
There lies capacity for indiscretion
With a tendency for self - confession
nothing belongs to itself anymore
V.3
All the best years have been stolen
So funny how it seems the mighty have fallen
A-ging limbs dis- proportionally swollen
For ever to persist the call of the game
V.4
Wearing a paper crown in your Kingdom
Now just a hostage in the Palace of Wisdom
V.5
There’s no point in constantly whining
Every cloud has a silver lining
CHORUS
Some may choose to go
Where angels won't transgress
So few will ever know
The sweet smell of excess
Being a Man (Kevin Walker)
Being a man ain't always easy
Cutting your teeth on all that's sleazy
Time to straighten out
The Devil may have a shout
He tries his very best just to appease me
Being a man ain't just a new thing
Human kind was barely dawning
When a Homo Sapien
Entered the race back then
Ate from the Tree of Life despite the warning
Being a man can be confusing
Knowing which sex you should be choosing
Sitting on the fence
Won't help in your defence
In the battle of the sexes, someone's always losing
Gets tougher every day
Steve McQueen and Hemingway
Seems just like they've had their day
Being a man is getting rougher
Womans demands can make you suffer
Staring 'til you blink
Can drive a man to drink
What doesn't kill you always makes you tougher
Happy Ever After (Kevin Walker)
Chorus
Happy ever after
Happy ever after
There's a light in you
And it shines so warm
Feels like sun on morning dew
V.1
Life was one big amble through the park
Now it's just a fumble in the dark
V.2
Took a turn for the worst and lost our way
Followed a sign to 'yesterday'
V.3
Seems like a path that never ends
Taking me back as it gently wends
Anything & Everything (Kevin Walker)
V.1
I've worked my fingers to the bone
Sent you filthy photos from my mobile phone
Recited from a book by Baudelaire
And even woven daisies in your pubic hair
Chorus
I've tried every trick in the book
I've tried every trick in the book
I've tried every trick in the book
V.2
Heard so many stories 'bout your friends
"Karma Sutra, morning, noon, night and at weekends"
It's written all over your face
You’re giving me a disparaging look
V.3
I've even tried to treat you rough
Seems no matter what I do it's never up to snuff
Created ambience in my boudoir
Dressed you like a femme fatale from a Swedish noir
V.4
Anything and everything,
Given it, my very best shot,
Even tried to appeal to your soft spot
Still no chance of winning The jackpot
Winning the jackpot
Winning the jackpot
Given it, my very best shot,
Still no chance of winning The jackpot
Now it seems I'm through