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Roy Harper - One Of Those Days In England (Parts 2-10)(Remastered)

Copyright - Roy Harper/Science Friction Ltd. More info and lyrics below... (Show More) http://www.royharper.co.uk/bullinamin... Lyrics: (Incomplete. Lyrics for this song are too long for YouTube description) – One Of Those Days In England – Every Wednesday morning, at about the hour of ten I give the Queen my autograph and she gives me the yen The man behind the counter smiles, the doorman bows again Just another day down on the dole queue But the government must love me 'cos they keep me out of work They must be saving me for something special Maybe it's the job of rolling spliffs for Captain Kirk Or giving Miss Lovelace a pubic hair-do One of those days in England with a sword in every pond And birds in every garden in the land One of those days in England when the passion never ends A slowly moving season by the fire of my friends And though the time fast slips away It's long enough to laugh and play Around the fireside making hay Dreaming of tomorrow, you know there's no today One of those days in England with the willow hanging on I dreamt I met an old man down the road Whispering the mysteries of patterns up ahead And stirring past reflections with the sword of lightning said Alfred had me made From Albion's everglade And I made him to lie with me Whence all my troubles fade You may have read the signs Beware of strange designs For though the victors write the books The loser speaks the lines So let's now both be gone 'Tis far to Avalon And though we go our different ways I'll see you there anon And so I got on board the bird of aeons and I rode But every time I met a prince a fork came down the road I kept on thinking that I'd stop once everybody showed Gathered in the myths of our reflection But stopping ain't that possible this far into control This far beyond the non-imagination No more than I can shed the moving forces of my soul The time-lords of the slowly revolution You and me mother we're gonna raise a ship full of kids and slowly lose them Why does it matter where they've all gone we don't even have the power to choose them You and me father we're gonna colonise all of the stars with lots of our(s), madness Shooting through space with sons on our hips and guns on our lips to play snakes and ladders O heavens above I'm coming with love All over you You and me sister we're gonna plant a bomb in a street to change law and order And when we've killed all who resisted the call we'll discover a brand new wall at the border You and me brother wrapped up in silence brooding for better breathing spaces Seeing ideals we were one time a part of rip us apart in our holiest places O heavens above I'm coming with love All over you Sitting out there with your silvery hair And your thundery look when you really don't care But I love you Dolly blue rivers foreverness givers I'll know without going and go without knowing Above you Stood on the ship in a dream at third slip With Britannica's talons on Albion's grip Do you need me Looking for you when its catch 22 And you've never been here but its always been blue Up above me Up above me O Mrs. Space took her man to the human race And together they humped over the edge Nine months later they were sharing a brand new face The latest thin end of the wedge And baby grew, grew into a space cadet A legend lives he screamed under his breath I'm in the queue.. for the hell of it Some place in-between life and death O Mrs. Space I love you With your come-home-early eye Don't ever come between us 'Cos times don't change they fly And it don't seem long since my life was an endless stream The future fled into time without trace I see the end now but I've fallen in love again With a girl who can travel in space O Mrs. Space you lead me a wild goose chase In-between, in-between every line Well hell girl I don't even know your face 'Cos you see you've been sitting on mine Oh Mrs. Space I love you With your come-home-early eye Don't ever come between us 'Cos times don't change they fly Slowly slipping into history feel us go With these times another age could never know See the photos black and white and quaintly dressed Stood in queues of people smiling, sorely pressed Your silent room is the collection of your ways Every shelf is built of all those different days And those much younger cannot understand by half The wireless living room, the faces round the hearth The ration books of Matthews out there on the wing The corner shop that sold us almost everything The farthing in the change the sirens and the planes Puffing billies shunting eras down the lanes (down the lane) You know we'll soon be gone from here Year upon light year We'll take the stories with us there The memories are dear... (Incomplete. Lyrics for this song are too long for YouTube description)