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DEPENDENT ON ME
DEVELOPMENT AND DIVINE DESIGN
DISTANCE NO OBJECT
DISTRICT DISTRACTION
DO THIS FAVOUR FOR ME
DON'T BE LATE
DRIFTING SMOOTHLY

 

 

 

 

 

 

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DEPENDENT ON ME Song lyric 012

Notice he’s speaking to that girl.
Guess how my head goes round in a whirl.
I know she’s glancing this way again.
Remind me I’m feeling right as rain.

Yet she’s not gone .She’s got someone.
She can rely on me indefinitely.
She’s had her fun. Take note every one.
She’s dependent on me.
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First she drew up a cunning plan
To provide herself with a man.
Anyone can see what’s on her mind.
Like one-way traffic stuck streets behind.

Copyright 1965 Arthur J.P. Strand
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DEVELOPMENT AND DIVINE DESIGN Song lyric 079

Hide your disappointment,
You might miss the boat.
There’s a fly in the ointment
But it’s oh so remote.
We could build a life together
And ignore the clandestine.
Whenever, whoever the architects choose
For the divine design.

Face the consequences,
The odds could improve.
Spare us no expenses
When we make our next move.
We could glide across the glades
Or cruise along the coastline.
Whenever, whoever the architects choose
For the divine design.

Brand new images,
Fresh look appeal,
Changing scenery
Demonstrate developments
Of the new ideal.
Copyright 1992 Arthur J.P. Strand
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DISTANCE NO OBJECT Song lyric 070

It does me a lot of good
To go places where I’ve never been
And I learn about the world,
Meeting faces that I’ve never seen.

The next generation is coming behind,
Wanting hope to believe in their scene.
The establishment doesn’t have the time
To explain what these revolutions mean.

I can analyse dreadful mistakes
Only in places that are distant and strange
With no undue influence having effect.
No matter how far away I go, distance is no object.

Copyright 1979 Arthur J.P. Strand
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DISTRICT DISTRACTION Song lyric 098

Like a walking amusement arcade,
With a predilection for the ancient trade,
A wad in his pocket, his image so cosmetic,
Executive style, lamentable and pathetic.

Disruptive, district distraction
Inculcates controversy and reaction

Like a foolish, inebriated clown,
In a hypnotic state, so seedy and rundown.
Often in a dither, always in a quandary,
Distorted views , he keeps within the boundary.

Like a coin operated slot-machine,
Vending unmentionable wares in between,
The object of derision sees another fool,
A pair of pyromaniacs trying to keep cool.
Copyright 1992 Arthur J.P. Strand
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DO THIS FAVOUR FOR ME. Song lyric . 009

Just wait until I see her again
But I don’t know when I can
When she went I looked for her in vain,
I think she’d found another man.

This is all I ask of you,
If she’s the girl you often see
Tell her that her act is through.
Just do this favour for me.

Tell that girl to keep well away.
I don’t want any trouble near.
Let her know my feelings any day’
If she comes around, I’ll get out of here

And when I think of the times we spent together.
Make her understand, I’ve finished with her forever.
I’ve no love left and, if she’s got any sense,
She’ll know she’s lost my love at her own expense.

Copyright 1965 Arthur J.P, Strand

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DON’T BE LATE Song lyric 008

Please don’t be late tonight.
You know it wouldn’t be fair.
Leaving me is just not right.
I won’t recover overnight
From a broken bone,
Hurt and alone.
So don’t be late.

Autograph my plaster cast,
Your signature underlined,
Telling me you’re the first and last.
I can’t expect to heal too fast,
Stuck in traction,
Out of action.
So don’t be late.

Because you think that you’re so keen,
\i seem to think that you’ve been mean
To have left me here in such a state
So come round to visit me and don’t be late..

Copyright 1965 Arthur J.P. Strand
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DRIFTING SMOOTHLY Song lyric 058

Drifting smoothly through each day,
Mellow movements, we cruise along
Flowing softly all the way,
We listen to our life-long song.

Sleeping only when we tire,
Weary moments while still awake,
Dreaming sweetly by flame of fire
We only rest for limbs that ache’

Drifting smoothly through each year,
Special seasons.we celebrate
Half forgotten with smile or tear,
We’re abandoned to our fate.

Waking to the morning dew
Cockcrow beckons the new-born day,
We are many, we are few,
Drifting smoothly on our way.

Copyright 1973 Arthur J.P. Strand
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©Copyright 2007 Arthur J.P. Strand