The judge sits on his great assize Twelve men wise with swollen thighs Who never ever told no lies Whose minds were ever such a size Whose lives were
Death or glory? Baby you and me No warning, no mercy Off with his head She said, said she Death or glory? All the bliss, all the memory You threw us
Well, the generations come Hoy-polloy or chewing gum Bad manners still in style And a very low profile As the new wave rebel hoards Scribble balls on
When I done quit hollerin' baby, I believe I'll shake 'em on down Get my babe, won't be late, You know by that I mean seconds late Ah, must I holler
Lonely faces Empty spaces Hiding places Nowhere to be Growing skylines Spreading street signs........Jesus freakers All in straight lines.........Strange
I am the light I am the way You see me night I haunt you day Among the barren stones Of brotherless confusion In and out the staring bones Of mindless
I get up and I walk across the room I get to the door - I've been there before Wondering what I got up for When all of a certain I remember What I was
Twenty years of rock and roll Up and down the greasy poll In and out some pigeon hole I'm a casualty Twenty years of dodging cops In and out of stocking
Oh Cora, oh Cora I never knew your head Cora for that matter I never shared your bed Cora, oh Cora It wasn't lightly said But living in two cultures Our
(after Laurence Binyon) They shall not grow old, as we are left grow old Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn At the going down of the sun,
He woke up in a crashing din Half in a dream he grabbed his sword They smashed the door down and rushed in "What the Hell" was his last word He staggered
Gonna paint my room like a desert island With yellow sand and blue lagoon Invite you all to come and live there One afternoon It'll be when no-one's looking
If the six billion On the planet To a woman Decided That it was worth saving That puppy foxes In the spring air Scratching parasites And springing hope
I've loved you You've loved me Just for one split second In a universe of chance It was all we could be I hold you You hold me Underneath the stars And
Cardboard city Who gives a shit Cardboard city It's a hit Hoards of the medias Whirring their cameras Living vicarious lives Tasting it Cardboard city
There's fuel in a hand shake And power in a smile Energy to spare And time to reconcile In every blade of grass And breath of air A future sitting there
There's a lady who knows you know All the to's and the fro's they go When they're changing their minds As the passion unwinds But she knows as she watches
You imagine you can change the world and you're right it's happening right here and now tonight tonight. All songs written by Roy Harper
