D-Days
(© Hazel O'Connor)

Put on your face, put on your clothes
Going out dancing, pose, pose
Wind our bodies round and round
Move to the rhythm of the fare rave sounds

(Chorus)
These are the decadent days
These are the decadent ways
These are the de de de de de decadent days
De de de de de de decadent days

Swing to the left, swing to the right
Thrust your hips to the flashing light
Whirling dervish here's the rule
Sweating hot but you stay cool

(Chorus)

The whole room is vibrating
With all our bodies shaking
But still they're hesitating
From really taking it, making it, taking it

Waiting
(© Hazel O'Connor)

I go down the left side instead of the right
I'm suffocating and I'm having to fight
To keep myself moving out the crowd
Who throw side long, but never turn round
Armies of people moved quietly on
So long resigned to become and be gone, be gone

Waiting, waiting for something to come
Waiting, waiting with nowhere to run
Waiting, waiting is this the sum total of my life?

I'm blown by the day winds of fluorescent light
No chance to think now my time is in sight
No hiding quickly behind printed papers
No way of escaping, Not looking much safer?
Armies of people moved quietly on
So long resigned to become and be gone be gone

Waiting, waiting for something to come
Waiting, waiting with nowhere to run
Waiting, waiting is this the sum total of my life?

Gotta keep moving outside of the crowd
If I'm not careful they'll dragging me down

Who Will Care
(© Hazel O'Connor)

Did she wake up cold and alone
Hoping someone might phone
Did she crawl out of bed, scratch her head
Look in the mirror and think she was dead

Who will care
Who will care

Did she thrown on her clothes
And walk slowly to the door
Go into town hoping to score
Did she find her a man
He'd give her all he can
And when that's not enough
Then life starts to get tough

Who will care
Who will care

Did she die in the cold
Was she scared to be old
Nobody knows where and old loner goes
At the end of the line

And on one grey day
Some children at play
Saw her still body
Thought it was funny
Oh look at that lady on the ground fast asleep
Nobody knew her so nobody weeps

Who will care
Who will care

Did she die in the cold
Was she scared to be old
Nobody knows where and old loner goes
At the end of the line

Did she wake up cold and alone
Hoping someone might phone
Did she fall out of bed, scratch her head
Look in the mirror and know she was dead

Who will care

Zoo
(© Hazel O'Connor)

What can I do? Up here in the zoo
I've been here too much longer than I remember
What can I say, will there be a day
When we can all leave this place forever, forever, forever
Wake up at 8, place you hate
Ready by 9 for feeding time
Spectators at 10 to look in your pen
And we perform for them

At the zoo, you, you what do you do
At the zoo, you, you we perform for you
At the zoo, you, you what do you care
You just stand there and stare

Animals cry at night, a tearful tiger is a terrible sight
He remembers how he used to run free like me
And we don't laugh anymore
Sitting wondering what we ever laughed for
Looking at the ever closed door
What more, what more

At the zoo, you, you what do you do
At the zoo, you, you we perform for you
At the zoo, you, you what do you care
You just stand there and stare

Gigolo
(© Hazel O'Connor)

There he goes now walking down the street
Well decked out from his head to his feet
Women meet him, women find him oh so sweet

But stop, beware, that man don't care
When you need, when you bleed that man don't care

He's just a gigolo-o-o
A gigolo-o-o, a gigolo

Oh how he wears such a thin disguise
Look a little closer unmask his eyes
See right through him see oozing with lies

He's just a gigolo-o-o
A gigolo-o-o, a gigolo

Do What You Do
(© Hazel O'Connor)

Look at me, looking at you, looking back at me
What a sad end, when could have been friends
But you see only what you want to see
Where your thinking that is thinking, was what you were thinking, too
Well, this ain't the same as the heroes' game
So many owed so much to so few
Well! Well! Well!

Why don't you do
Why don't you do
Why don't you do as you would be done by you

Hey diddle, the cat and the fiddle
The cow jumped over the moon
The little dog laughed to see such fun
And the dish ran away with the spoon

Why don't you do
Why don't you do
Why don't you do as you would be done by you

Anger, anger, anger burns so bright
When you're lost your way lost your say
Don't know your left from your right
Bitter tasks the fruit of old men, fear is the key
Well you're grown so cold, you're grown so cold
You're grown so far away from me
Well! Well! Well!

Sons And Lovers
(© Hazel O'Connor)

Got to have to make you see
There's certain thing and needs to be
I need a father must be wild
Need you to take me like a child
I want to be your wettest dream
Tease your body 'till you scream
Bite you lick you like ice-cream
Scare you dare you be obscene

I want to be an animal
I want to be a lover
I want to be a little girl
I want to be a mother

How about it brother
Do you want a mother
Do you want a lover, a lover, a lover like me

To be your nurse all that and worse
Then be your whore break down the door
I'll be patient to the cause
Fell the the pulse and then we'll pause
And if you're sure I crave for more
That's when you come I'll up and run
Femme Fatale, then animal, sister, lover, tomboy, brother

I want to be an animal
I want to be a lover
I want to be a little girl
I want to be a mother

Bounce me upon your knee
Place your head below the bedclothes

Glass Houses
(© Hazel O'Connor)

Make a way for the queen
He's got the most spectacular wardrobe you've ever seen
So what if he bleaches his hair
And dresses are what he likes to wear
Who are you to say what he should do

People in glass houses don't throw stones, no, no, no
People in glass houses don't throw stones, no, no, no

And you say he's a fool
And you make this supposition cause you know he never went to school
So what if he can't do this two times two
He can do other things you can't do, I can't do, you can't do

People in glass houses don't throw stones, no, no, no
People in glass houses don't throw stones, no, no, no

Ain't It Funny
(© Hazel O'Connor)

Come and join the score (it's a) very holy core
(You must) Fight for freedom, Liberty (you must)
Fight for old men just like me
Now he's not in the mood (to fight)
But he'll give you clothes and food (Alright you see)
Someone else is making more than me
And that can't be Bold Economic Policy

Ain't it funny, ain't it shame
Why the fat man is snoring
You can die for his games (economy)
Ain't it funny, ain't it a joke
As you die for the fat man
He's lifting your joke

See I have no arm (for giving)
See I have no legs (to run away)
See I have no nose, no eyes
I hear no lies, I'm monkey wise
Guess I got my gun (You didn't run?)
Back in '41 (Where are you now?)
Now I wish I could just swim in the sun
Wondering what have I won
Cause it wasn't much fun at all

Ain't it funny, ain't it shame
Why the fat man is snoring
You can die for his games (economy)
Ain't it funny, ain't it a joke
As you die for the fat man
He's lifting your joke

Your country needs you today
Your country needs you to die

Danny Boy (Traditional)
Arrangement by Hazel O'Connor

Danny Boy, the pipes the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summer's gone and all the flowers are dying
Tis you, tis you must go, and I must say

But come you back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white, white snow
Tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadows
Oh Danny Boy, Oh Danny Boy, I love you so

Bye Bye
(© Hazel O'Connor)

You just stand here, I look through you
As though you're not there, cause what you care
You will never get to know me now
I have found I've gone off your anyhow

So bye-bye, won't see you later
Bye-bye you've become a stranger
Bye-bye, cherio now
Bye-bye

Your clothes look so good dear but what about you
I say you're all see through down to your plastic trews
You want me now but I don't want you oh no, not
At all. Not after all the things you put me through

So bye-bye, won't see you later
Bye-bye you've become a stranger
Bye-bye, cherio now
Bye-bye

Ah, I sight through you
Are you thinking that you are gods' gift to all.
Ah, you're gonna fall

So bye-bye, won't see you later
Bye-bye you've become a stranger
Bye-bye, cherio now
Bye-bye

Time (Ain't On Our Side)
(© Hazel O'Connor)

Wasn't it good the rose coloured glasses
Playing our games, taking our chances
Time was our friend, seemed to stand still
We were immortal that was until
We thought we take our fill
We'd time to kill
The time ran out on us

Time - ain't on our side
Time - took us for a ride
Then time ran out on us

How could we see the way that things change
Time takes its toll don't stay the same
Suddenly now is a long time gone
Time is immortal it waits for none
It's here and it's gone, the time run out on us

Time - ain't on our side
Time - took us for a ride
Then time ran out on us

Oh do you remember the first kiss in a darkened doorway
So naive and tender, eyes closed
Dreaming away. Do you remember?
We were forever, then time ran out on us