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People are People

People are people
So why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

So we're different colours
And we're different creeds
And different people have different needs

It's obvious you hate
Though I've done nothing wrong
I've never even met you
So what could I have done

I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another
Help me understand
Help me understand

Now you're punching
And you're kicking
And you're shouting at me
I'm relying on your common decency

So far it hasn't surfaced
But I'm sure it exists
It just takes a while to travel
From your head to your fists

 

Perfect

On another world by another star at another place and time
In another state of consciousness in another state of mind
Everything was almost perfect, everything fell into place,
The jury reached a different verdict,
Before The the judges dismissed the case

In a parallel universe that's happening right now
Things between us must be worse but it's hard to see just how

And everything could have been perfect
Everything in the right place
Then I wouldn't have to play the suspect
Accused, abandoned and disgraced

I didn't shoot, I didn't pull the trigger
It wasn't me, I'm just a plain and simple singer
I heard the sound, i turned my head around
To watch our love shot down

In another lonely universe, we're laying side by side
Well no-ones hurt and no-ones cursed and no one needs to hide

And everything is almost perfect
Everything is almost right
There are never any conflicts
There are never any fights

 

Personal Jesus

Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there

Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer

Take second best
Put me to the test
Things on your chest
You need to confess
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus...

Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus

Reach out and touch faith

 

Photographic

A white house, a white room
The program of today
Lights on, switch on
Your eyes are far away

The map represents you
And the tape is your voice
Follow all along you
Till you recognize the choice

I take pictures
Photographic pictures

Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room

I said I'd write a letter
But I never got the time
And I'm looking to the day
I mesmerize the light

The years I spend just thinking
Of a moment we both knew
A second boss looking into you
It seems it can't be true

I take pictures
Photographic pictures

Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room

I take pictures
Photographic pictures

Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room

 

Pipeline

Get out the crane
Construction time again
What is it this time
We're laying a pipeline

Let the beads of sweet flow
Until the ends have met though
Could take a long time
Working on the pipeline

Taking from the greedy
Giving to the needy

On this golden day
Work's been sent our way
That could last a life time
Working on the pipeline

From the heart of our land
To the mouth of the man
Must reach him sometime
We're laying a pipeline

Taking from the greedy
Giving to the needy

 

Pleasure Little Treasure

Everybody's looking for someone to follow
Finding the whole thing hard to swallow
Everybody's looking for a reason to live
If you're looking for a reason
I've a reason to give
Pleasure, little treasure

Everybody's looking for a new sensation
Everybody's talking about the state of the nation
Everybody's searching for the promised land
Everybody's failing to understand
Pleasure, little treasure

Everybody's looking for a reason to live
If you're looking for a reason
I've a reason to give
Pleasure, little treasure

Maternity frocks and paternity suits
If that's what you want
They're waiting for you
Everybody's needs some reason or other
You'll find a reason when you discover
Pleasure, little treasure

Everybody's looking for a reason to live
If you're looking for a reason
I've a reason to give
Pleasure, little treasure

 

Policy of Truth

You had something to hide
Should have hidden it, shouldn't you
Now you're not satisfied
With what you're being put through
It's just time to pay the price
For not listening to advice
And deciding in your youth
On the policy of truth

Things used to be so different now
It used to be so civilised
You will always wonder how
It could have been if you'd only lied
It's too late to change events
It's time to face the consequence
For delivering the proof
In the policy of truth

Never again
Is what you swore
The time before
Never again
Is what you swore
The time before

Now you're standing there tongue tied
You'd better learn your lesson well
Hide what you have to hide
And tall what you have to tell
You'll see your problems multiplied
If you continually decide
To faithfully pursue
The policy of truth

Never again...

 

Precious

Precious and fragile things
Need special handling
My God what have we done to you
We always tried to share
The tenderest of care
Now look what we have put you through

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

Angels with silver wings
Shouldn't know suffering
I wish I could take the pain for you
If God has a master plan
That only He understands
I hope it's your eyes He's seeing through

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

I pray you learn to trust
Have faith in both of us
And keep room in your hearts for two

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

 

Puppets

Get that feeling
Head is reeling
You think you're in control, but you don't know me babe
I can move you
I can soothe you
I can take you places in a different way

I don't think you understand
What I'm trying to say
I'll be your operator baby
I'm in control

Watch your action
Close reaction
And everything you're thinking babe inside your head
Conversation
My creation
Nothing that you do you do unless I said

You don't know the consequences
Of the things you say
I'll be your operator baby
I'm in control

All the things you tried to do babe
And all the words we said before
Are only part of what I started baby
And you can't stop me anymore

Get that feeling
Head is reeling
You think you're in control, but you don't know me babe
I can move you
I can soothe you
I can take you places in a different way

And I don't think you understand
What I'm trying to say
I'll be your operator baby
I'm in control

 

Reason Man

Don't know, present time
Children of the other crime
All my dreams are wasting now
No more reason, see the cloud
As I watch you from the road
Find it open, Reason Man
Find it open, Reason Man

Moving in there's nothing to see
One look and you'll always regret
Thinking someone ought to hear
If you listen and only fear
Things were edging to the right
See him laughing, Reason Man
See him laughing, Reason Man

Ever infected all the time
Only boredom crime
Blessed with the feeling we will break

Now infecting Reason Man
Now infecting Reason Man

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