GONG:   Camembert Electrique

Radio Gnome

You Can't Kill Me

You can kill my father
You can kill my son
You can kill my children
With a gun...
You can kill my family
My family tree

You can kill my body, baby...
You can kill my body, baby...
But you can't kill me
My lord, I love you...
My lord, I love you...

Now you're here...
Then you're gone...
Night and day...
Right and wrong...
You can do what you want
You can do what you want
You can do what you want
You can do what you want...

I'll be seein' you again
I'll be bein' you again
I'll be dreamin' you again
Again and again and again

I see you sittin' there on your old back veranda
You got your shady lady and waltzing Matilda
You're really only me if you'd only remember

I've Bin Stone Before

I've been stoned before
In Saint John's Wood crematorium
I fell down with boredom
Knee deep in the snow...
I've been stoned before...
In the Hague... In Prague
I've bin stoned
Before...

Mr. Long Shanks/O Mother/I Am Your Fantasy

O ! Rtf girl
Are you stone ?
Let me be your china gnome
Play me on your gramophone
And bury me in your garden

Not today thanks
Mister Long Shanks
I have other fish to fry
To fry
To fry
Fry...

O mother don't do it again
The man in the parlour
You know what he's after
Yer bum titty bum
Pompidou
Who's your father and
Mind how you go...

Now is tomorrow afternoon
There is only you and I and the world
I am the dream
That gets into your bed
The night shadow that loves you
Makes love with you
I am your knee
A name shouted at the railway station
The voice that calls you
The candle drips your name
I am your fantasy
And you are the world

Dynamite/I Am Your Animal

Dynamite Dynamite Dynamite
Dynamite Dynamite Dynamite
Dynamite
Baby...

I am your animal watching your head
I have been following you
Walking behind you
Sleeping with you
Getting into your bed
And I watch...And watch...And see how you are
Lying....
I am your animal
Your head is in my hands
And I'm going to fuck you up
fuck you up
fuck you up
Fuck fuck fuck fuck
Fuck fuck fuck fuck...

Dynamite

Yer finger at the trigger
And yer body burnin' up
Yo lick the moon busy ole foole
That big fat sun up there in the sky
Yaaaaaa sunnn
But wots that beside it?
Is it a comet?
Or a technicolour wide screen invisible planet?
Well it's tha Planet Gong...
The Planet Gong...
Yer finger at the trigger
And yer body burnin' up...
Camembert Electrick!

Wet Cheese Delirium

Squeezing Sponges Over Policemen's Heads

Fohat Digs Holes In Space

Well help me help me sing this song
I wanna stay living for much too long
Now I wanna ride this big brass gong
Where am I babe ?
You don't know !

I gotta take pills to kill ma pain
To kill ma plesure I blow ma brain
I get so high I fall down again
Whats happenin' man ?
You don't know !

I gotta drink booze to help me swing
Bella donna to help me sing
I gotta smoke grass to help me see
Who are you babe ?
You don't know !

Well mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the biggist fool of all
Hallucinating freedom calls
Wots freedom babe ?
You don't know !

And You Tried So Hard

And you tried so hard to get there...
And you tried so hard to get there...

Must be a way
For you to make the big time
You gotta lay
The lady at the right time
There'll come a day
For drinken all the sky wine
You only say
You're waiting for the right time
There'll come a time
Just try & try against

You who believe
You who believe

You believe that you can take or leave my love for you
You believe that you are free to chose what you can do
You believe that feelin' nothin' make you wise & strong
Tell me that what makes me love you also makes me wrong

Look at me
Look at you
Look at all the people

I am not free I am not free
A hand flutters in my brain
Silken cords trembling into the waterfall
Where the wise brown frog
Gives princely advice
But not to you or I

Who ? You who belive

And you tried so hard to get there...
And you tried so hard to get there...

Tropical Fish/Selene

Well shady lady whats your problem
Trying to buy a brand new husband ?
All I want to know is what happened
To your latest ancient wisdom ?

She seems like a typical witch to me
She seems like a tropical fish to me
But you can't kid me its like that back in Sydney

Stranger & stranger why do you dooo-oo it!

But you can't kid me its like that back in Sydney

I couldn't believe my eyes
Believe my ears

Kiss your lady goodbye
Baby baby don't cry
See the submarine fly
Hear the angels sing

Selene
Spirit of the moon
Selene
Spirit of the moon
My mind is made of you
Tell me what to do
Selene

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