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Bulldozer Jones ('88)
03:00
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BULLDOZER JONES
(Words and music by Herb Garden)
Go!
Well Farmer Jones is on his patch
Got to grow faster, throw on fertiliser
Protect the city, local planners
Got to build higher, throw up skyscraper
Bulldozer Jones
The alarm clock’s ringing the bell
Bulldozer Jones
Using up the crumbs of your fuel
Bulldozer.
Take over.
Cash over. NOW!
Bulldoze me … down
Well Miguel Sanchez down in the forest
Got to fell the wood to build your table
Parish news says ‘it’s time to move’
Build a new runway, last you 'til Monday
Bulldozer Jones
The alarm clock’s ringing the bell
Bulldozer Jones
Using up the crumbs of your fuel
Bulldozer.
Take over.
Cash over. NOW!
Bulldoze me … down
[Repeat chorus]
[Solo: Phil]
© Herb Garden 1988
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2. |
Red Van ('88)
04:04
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RED VAN
(Words and music by Herb Garden)
Oi, oi, oi
Oh red van, red van,
There's a flashing light, burning bright.
Red van, red van,
There's a fire in the way, there's a nuclear flash.
Johnny hobbles home
After having a good time
But did his mother tell him
About the meanies in the corner?
Oh dear, oh dear, there's a fire about
Big red van (x4)
Big red van (x4)
Every night his mother would tell him
About the black meanies in the east
They're gonna cause a friction
They're gonna cause a fight
Oh red van, red van,
There's a flashing light, burning bright
Red van, red van,
There's a fire in the way, there's a nuclear flash.
(Chorus)
Fire, fire, fire, fire FIRE!
[Guitar solo – Phil]
Oh Red van, red van,
There's a fire in the way, there's a nuclear flash
Red van, red van,
Post-box light it’s shining bright
Along come the Stars and Stripes
To put it all Right
But oh what delight when you see them
They're falling, they're falling, they're falling, they're falling...
(Chorus)
Big red van! (x8)
© Herb Garden 1988
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3. |
Convicted Man ('88)
03:03
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CONVICTED MAN
(Words and music by Herb Garden)
[Guitar: Phil]
What can you do with life
When it’s thrown right back into your face?
Said the convicted man
Who was educated right to feed his wife.
Down on poverty line
The troops are set for the war of attrition
Satchels turn into
Contemptuous abuse
Because you’re:
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Cold walls (cold walls)
Convicted man (Convicted Man)
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Convicted man
Convicted!
[Guitar: Phil]
What can you do with life
When it’s thrown right back into your face?
Said the convicted man
Who was educated right to feed his wife.
Down on poverty line
The troops are set for the war of attrition
Satchels turn into
Contemptuous abuse
Because you’re:
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Cold walls (cold walls)
Convicted man (Convicted Man)
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Convicted man
Convicted!
Convicted Man!
© Herb Garden 1988
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4. |
Sunburn ('88)
02:27
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SUNBURN
(words and music by Herb Garden)
So off to British beaches I must go
To play the Fool and drink the wine again
With Filofax and Whitbread smile
I’ll raise the roof with my toupée
With my Union Jack shorts
And my Butlin’s badge
To microwave in a cheaper sky
Impressed I am with cancer spots –
What?
Cos when the ozone layer comes down
You’re gonna get sunburn
Sunburn!!
Cos when the ozone layer comes down
You’re gonna get sunburn
Sunburn!!
And so the Jenkins’ off to Italy
I’ll wear my trunks and hope it’s hot today
And under British skies there I’ll lie
I’ll spray my hair with Boris Hair Complaint
With my deckchair placed
And my trousers rolled up
To money-save in a cheaper sky
Aerosol to save my soul
What?
Cos when the ozone layer comes down
You’re gonna get sunburn
Sunburn!!
Cos when the ozone layer comes down
You’re gonna get sunburn
Sunburn!!
[Guitar solo – Phil]
Cos when the ozone layer comes down
You’re gonna get sunburn
Sunburn!!
Cos when the ozone layer comes down
You’re gonna get sunburn
Sunburn!! Cos when the ozone layer comes down
You’re gonna get sunburn
Sunburn!!
Cos when the ozone layer comes down
You’re gonna get sunburn
Sunburn!!
© Herb Garden 1988
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ICE CREAM MAN (LIVE ’88)
(Words and music by Herb Garden)
Ah - you’ll be so lucky!
Ahhh…..
I’ve got a feeling for something sweet
I look around all dazed and confused
I put my hand into my pocket
And pull out a 50p coin
So I walk towards the illuminated van
And there in front of me stands the man
Mr ice cream man
Mr Ice Cream Man
All I wanted was a Cornetto®!
Ice cream man ice cream man all I wanted was a Cornetto®
Ice cream man ice cream man all I wanted was a Cornetto®
Floating thru hyperspace, floating thru hyperspace
Floating thru hyperspace 1-2, 1-2
Floating thru hyperspace, floating thru hyperspace
Floating thru hyperspace 1-2, 1-2
Ice cream man ice cream man all I wanted was a Cornetto®
Ice cream man ice cream man all I wanted was a Cornetto®
Scream for ice scream, ice cream for I scream
Ice cream for I scream, I scream for ice cream. Yeah.
Ice cream man ice cream man all I wanted was a Cornetto®
Ice cream man ice cream man all I wanted was a Cornetto®
Floating thru hyperspace, floating thru hyperspace
Floating thru hyperspace 1-2, 1-2
Floating thru hyperspace, floating thru hyperspace
Floating thru hyperspace 1-2, 1-2
Ice cream man ice cream man all I wanted was a Cornetto®
Ice cream man ice cream man all I wanted was a Cornetto®
Oooohhh
Ahhhh-oowwwww
Dahhhh aahhh ahh ahhhh
Dah-dah-dah da da da …
Dddrrrlllkkk!
I’ve got another feeling for something sweet
I look around all dazed and confused
I put my hand into my pocket
And puuu-uulll, pull out, a 50p coin
So I walk towards the illuminated van
And there in front of me stands the man
Mr ice cream man
Mr Ice Cream Man
All I wanted was a Cornetto®!
Cornetto® Cornetto® Cornetto® Cornetto®!
Dah da da da dar!
[Guitar solo: Phil]
Thank you very much that’s your lot tonight ...
… Do you want us to bother going off or not!?
© Herb Garden 1988
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Space Traffic Warden
(Words and music by Herb Garden)
[space-birds:] “… Sorvad htiw evol ni m’I! …”
Well, big red book, extended film
Many cars have raised his bid
With a big red nose and a furry white beard
Posters say he’s coming to town
Space traffic warden – don’t bust my head
Space traffic warden – they’re coming to get you!
Space traffic warden – you bust my head
Space traffic warden – they’re coming to get you!
Illuminating, fascinating, cosmic and - wow!
On his cloud he reads the news
Frantically, frantically waving his arms
Spiral-gyral comet-shoot
Another dream hits the ground
Space traffic warden – don’t bust my head
Space traffic warden – they’re coming to get you!
Space traffic warden – you bust my head
Space traffic warden – they’re coming to get you!
Illuminating, fascinating, cosmic and - wow!
When the hand is up, everything stops
The universe says it’s time for tea
If you see a flash don’t be brash
It’s only the warden boogie-ing on down
Space traffic warden – don’t bust my head
Space traffic warden – they’re coming to get you!
Space traffic warden – you bust my head
Space traffic warden – they’re coming to get you!
Illuminating, fascinating, cosmic and - wow!
[guitars: Phil and Rat]
Illuminating, fascinating, cosmic and - wow!
© Herb Garden 1987
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Convicted Man
(Words and music by Herb Garden)
[Guitar: Phil]
What can you do with life
When it’s thrown right back into your face?
Said the convicted man
Who was educated right to feed his wife.
Down on poverty line
The troops are set for the war of attrition
Satchels turn into
Contemptuous abuse
Because you’re:
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Cold walls (cold walls)
Convicted man (Convicted Man)
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Convicted man
Convicted!
[Guitar: Phil]
What can you do with life
When it’s thrown right back into your face?
Said the convicted man
Who was educated right to feed his wife.
Down on poverty line
The troops are set for the war of attrition
Satchels turn into
Contemptuous abuse
Because you’re:
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Cold walls (cold walls)
Convicted man (Convicted Man)
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Convicted, man (Convicted Man)
Convicted man
Convicted!
Convicted Man!
© Herb Garden 1987
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8. |
You Know Who ('87)
02:28
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You Know Who
(Words and music by Herb Garden)
Ooohhhhh! Ohhhhhh!
You can ask him the time, you can ask him the weather
He’ll always be able to give you an answer
He’s the king of the cards - he’s a real sensation
Lends out his wisdom at the cheapest price
You know who, you know who
Introducing Professor Drew
You know who, you know who
Introducing Professor Drew
[Guitar: Phil]
You can travel in your mind you can scramble up your life
He’ll always be able to give you an answer
He’s the king of the cards - he’s a real sensation
Lends out his wisdom at the cheapest price
You know who, you know who
Introducing Professor Drew
You know who, you know who
Introducing Professor Drew
[Guitar: Phil]
You know who, you know who
Introducing Professor Drew
You know who, you know who
Introducing Professor Drew
You know who, you know who
Introducing Professor Drew
You know who, you know who
Introducing Professor Drew
Da da-da da die lie lie i-Li-li-li-li-li Lie Lie!
Hello Professor Drew….
© Herb Garden 1987
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9. |
Freak Out ('87)
02:03
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FREAK OUT
(words and music by Herb Garden)
When I woke up this morning
I found I’d grown an extra leg
And to my surprise, it was crystallized
And my knees had turned an awful colour red
Oh Freak out. Freak Out!
The world’s not what it appears
Freak out. Freak Out!
I think I’d grown an extra leg!
So I shuffled down past the tennis courts
That appeared in the middle of my oo-oom
Looking down again I picked up my clothes
And wrapped myself up in my apparel
Freak out. Freak Out!
The world’s not what it appears
Freak out. Freak Out!
I realised I had to go to work!
[Le solo stereophonique! Phil and Rat!]
Freak out. Freak Out!
The world’s not what it appears
Freak out. Freak Out!
The ghost’d grown an extra leg.
Freak out. Freak Out!
The world’s not what it appears
Freak out. Freak Out!
I had to go to work!
Aaaaooowwwwww!
Meeeehh...
© Herb Garden 1987
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10. |
Red Van (Demo, '87)
04:13
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Red Van
(words and music by Herb Garden)
Oi, oi, oi
Oh red van, red van,
There's a flashing light, burning bright.
Red van, red van,
There's a fire in the way, there's a nuclear flash.
Johnny hobbles home
After having a good time
But did his mother tell him
About the meanies in the corner?
Oh dear, oh dear, there's a fire about
Big red van (x4)
Big red van (x4)
Every night his mother would tell him
About the black meanies in the east
They're gonna cause a friction
They're gonna cause a fight
Oh red van, red van,
There's a flashing light, burning bright
Red van, red van,
There's a fire in the way, there's a nuclear flash.
(Chorus)
Fire, fire, fire, fire FIRE!
[Guitar solo – Phil]
Oh Red van, red van,
There's a fire in the way, there's a nuclear flash
Red van, red van,
Post-box light it’s shining bright
Along come the Stars and Stripes
To put it all Right
But oh what delight when you see them
They're falling, they're falling, they're falling, they're falling...
(Chorus)
Big red van! (x8)
© Herb Garden 1987
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WE DON'T NEED THESE THINGS AT ALL
(Words and music by Herb Garden)
I’m a refuse creator in the bitter factory
A hopeful expecter in the Sea of the Angry
And the fish that glow in that sea
They don’t look too healthy to me
I’m a re-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuse creator!
I’m a re-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuse creator!
In the shadow factory.
Because: We Don’t Need These Things At All
We Don’t Need These Things At All!
Did Nature nurture us to kill and destroy,
To tarmac up forest and to tarmac up land?
Those concrete fields that are growing there,
They don’t seem too productive to me.
I’m a re-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuse creator!
I’m a re-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuse creator!
In the shadow factory.
Because: We Don’t Need These Things At All
We Don’t Need These Things At All!
Endless, churning smoke in the air
I’m a refuse creator just living my lie-ife
And everyone else is living this life
This old world ain’t healthy to me.
I’m a refuse creator!
I’m a re-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuse creator!
In the shadow factory.
One day I had a dream: I was sitting in a tree
Then one day this ape awoke, to find he was never, never free
And I’m climbing up that tree,
Just climbing and running away.
Because: We Don’t Need These Things At All
We Don’t Need These Things At All!
[Guitar solo: Phil]
© Herb Garden 1989
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