Singles Lyrics:

Arnold Layne

Arnold Layne had a strange hobby
Collecting clothes
Moonshine washing line
They suit him fine

On the wall hung a tall mirror
Distorted view, see through baby blue
Oh, Arnold Layne
It's not the same, takes two to know
Two to know, two to know
Why can't you see?

Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne

Now he's caught - a nasty sort of person.
They gave him time
Doors bang - chain gang - he hates it

Oh, Arnold Layne
It's not the same, takes two to know
Two to know, two to know
Why can't you see?

Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne
Don't do it again.
     

 

 

Candy and a Currant Bun

Oh my, girl sitting in the sun
Go buy, candy and a currant bun
I like, to see you run Like that......
Oooh, don't talk to me
Please just fuck with me
Please you know I'm feeling frail
It's true, sun shining very bright
It's you, who I'm gonna love tonight
Ice cream, taste good in the afternoon
Ice cream, taste good if you eat it soon
Oooh, don't touch me child
Please you know you drive me wild
Please you know I'm feeling frail
Don't try another cat
Don't go where other you must know why
Very very very frail
Oh my, girl sitting in the sun
Go buy, candy and a currant bun
I like, to see you run Like that......

See Emily Play

Emily tries but misunderstands, ah ooh

She often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow

There is no other day

Let's try it another way

You'll lose your mind and play

Free games for may

See Emily play

Soon after dark Emily cries, ah ooh

Gazing through trees in sorrow hardly a sound till tomorrow

There is no other day

Let's try it another way

You'll lose your mind and play

Free games for may

See Emily play

Put on a gown that touches the ground, ah ooh

Float on a river forever and ever, Emily

There is no other day

Let's try it another way

You'll lose your mind and play

Free games for may

See Emily play


Apples and Oranges

Got a flip-top pack of cigarettes in her pocket

Feeling good at the top

Shopping in sharp shoes

Walking in the sunshine town feeling very cool

But the butchers and the bakers

in the supermarket stores

Getting everything she wants

from the supermarket stores

Apples and oranges

Apples and oranges

Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly

To meet the people

She's on time again

And then

I catch her by the eye then I stop and have to think

What a funny thing to do 'cause I'm feeling very pink

Apples and oranges

Apples and oranges

I love she

She loves me

See you

See you

Thought you might to know

I'm the lorry driver man

She's on the run

Down by the river side

feeding ducks by the afternoon tide  

Apples and oranges

Apples and oranges

Apples and oranges


 

Paint Box

Last night I had too much to drink

Sitting in a club with so many fools

Playing to rules

Trying to impress but feeling rather empty

I had another drink Drink - a - drink - a - drink - a - drink

What a way to spend that evening

They all turn up with their friends

Playing the game

But in the scene I should have been Far far

Away - away - away - away - away

Getting up, I feel as if I'm remembering this scene before

I open the door to an empty room

Then I forget

The telephone rings and someone speaks

She would very much like to go out to a show

So what can I do - I can't think what to say

She sees through anyway Away - away - away - away - away

Out of the front door I go

Traffic's moving rather slow

Arriving late, there she waits

Looking very angry, as cross as she can be

Be - a - be - a - be - a - be - a - be

Getting up, I feel as if I'm remembering this scene before

I open the door to an empty room

Then I forget


(Transcribed by Stephen Schneider at 1/5 slowed down for accuracy.)
Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket
Blam blam your pointers point your pointers
Waddle with apples to grouchy Mrs. Stores
She’ll be scrubbing bubbles on all fours
Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket
Fling your arms madly old lady with a daughter
Flat top top houses, mouses, houses
Victim a victim of sitting fat flat
Watching the telly til all hours, silly child
Fling your arms madly old lady with a daughter
(During Instrumental part)
Oh, sock it to me....
 
Scream thy last scream old woman with a casket
Blam blam your pointers point your pointers
Waddle with apples to grouchy Mrs. Stores
She’ll be scrubbing bubbles on all fours

Scream thy last scream old women with a casket


Vegetable Man

In yellow shoes I get the blues,
So I walk the street with my plastic feet
 with blue velvet trousers make me feel pink
Theres a kind of stink about blue velvet trousers
In my paisley shirt, I look a jerk,
and my turquoise waistcoat is quite outta sight.
But oh, oh, my haircut looks so bad....
Vegetable man! Where are you?
So I change my gear, and I bugger my knees
and I cover them up with the latest cuts
My pants and socks are all in a box
It does take long to find darn old socks
The watch, black watch, my watch
with a black face and a date in a little hole
 and all the luck, its what I got,
Its what I wear, Its what you see,
It must be me, Its what I am!
Vegetable man! Where are you?
Ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah Hah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah - oh!
I've been looking all over the place for a place for me
But it ain't anywhere
It just ain't anywhere.
Vegetable man, Vegetable man, Vegetable man. Vegetable man, Vegetable man, Vegetable man,
He's the kind of fella you just gotta see if you can, Vegetable man.