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Prizes From The Groove Arcade
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Goodbye Henry Hightower
(I. Roure)
Henry when we met you we thought
You were such a great guy
Henry then you kept floating up
Now you’ve left us behind
Goodbye Henry Hightower
Moved by mysterious powers
Goodbye immaculate as you ascend
In the end
Henry you played third bass so well
But your pitching was weak
Henry then you thought you could tell
You were in the wrong league
And on your upward climb
Some will apply to be on your side
But from your throne on high
One at a time they’re disqualified
Oh Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Androids
(I. Roure)
Two androids walk into a pub
One says mine’s a pint of lager
And a packet of crisps
Let’s catch up on the latest android tricks
And gossip a bit
Android Bob got the chop
Although he was a righteous android
All by the book with all the trimmings
And the android look
You know that could’ve been you
Androids on the rise don’t mind the human losses
Androids though they try they’ve got problems too
Androids realize through cuts and ego bruises
Androids though they try they’ve got feelings too
Almost just like you
You might think you just can’t lose
Get the programming and a business suit
Follow directions and rake in the loot
But that ain’t always true
First there’s the taxman and the unexpected ax-man
That can come in the dead of night for you
And there’s the teenage daughter
Ain’t doin’ wot you taught ‘er
Rejects the android programme too
You should be thankful that that isn’t you
Sweat Shop
(I. Roure)
Ain’t gonna work in your sweatshop
Ain’t gonna work in your sweatshop
Ain’t gonna work in your sweatshop
Oh no oh no
Ain’t gonna work nine to seven
For any wage that you’d pay
Won’t kill myself for a living
Wage slavin’ my life away
I spit on your relentless
Life-guzzling machine
You can keep your application
And stick your interview
Count me out for the duration
I’ve got better things to do
Logical Enough
(I. Roure)
Oh Jim you were headed for the top
You were gonna make it big
Not just makin’ sales and big talk
And then you’ve been at it twenty years
When you get a little break
You always end up back again
At least it’s just a part time rut
‘cos you’re talented enough
To earn your crust then try your luck
Are you logical enough
Logical enough to give up
Wendy you’re a wizard on the phone
You bring the orders home
For your artist-powered company
Could be if you let the muses go
The money tree would grow
With benefits and salary
Are you logical enough
To give up the things you love
I Can't Live Without You
(P. Gill)
Make it good and fast and cheap
Pick any two that you want me to be
I think you made a man of me
But that was many years ago
And I’m still the boy who took you away
You’re looking fast you’re looking sweet
Pick any one that you want me to see
I think you made this man happy
And that was not so long ago
And I’m still the boy who wants it that way
I can live without money (hey that’s alright)
I can live without fame (in fact that’s quite nice)
But I can’t live without you
Can’t live without you
Got no cares to guide me
I got that from you
I feel you there beside me
I feel brand new
Make it good and fast and cheap
You picked the two that you want me to be
I think you made a man of me
But that was many years ago
And I’m still the boy who took you away
Welcome To The Show
(I. Roure)
Sent out our postcards
And we’ve called up all our friends
Pasted up our posters
For the village denizens
We’ve got as good a shot
As any rock band might
I know we’d pack the place
If they’d give us a Friday night
Welcome to the show
Now watch us ride those mids and lows
Welcome to the show
There’s one born every minute
But not one’s you’d want to know
Survived the ice age
And the tallest newest waves
The brontosaurus come-back
And when primates were the rage
One finger keyboard bands
Once took the centre stage
We kept on practicing
Through many dark depressing days
Maybe we’re caught up
In a slow motion explosion
At least we never killed the fuse
Oh yeah