Lindisfarne

One Hundred Miles To Liverpool - Lindisfarne Hull Sue and Annie wrote me, they're coming down to quote me know every word to every song. Rod N' Ray are talking, the radio is squawking me I'm wondering what the hell went wrong. Chorus: 100 miles more

As she played, magicians seeing all this on the floor, Belly dancing beauty with a power driven saw. Had myself a nightmare, Didn't think there could be much more. Then in walked Lord Borgaasha with the Lady Eleanor. She tied my eyes with a ribbon, O

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I'm feeling rather sorry For a man I know The world he holds in trembling hands Is asking where to go And as he stares out at me From the mirrored wall I see that he is trying to cry But the tears they will not fall His life is passing by behind his

I want to go travelling in your car, leave all the city behind Up on the motorway Scotland's not far, see what we can find. No time, no time to lose No time, no time to lose Had more than my share of people giving advice, on the way that my life shou

I know you're travelling But I don't know where I'd leave here with you But I just can't pay my fare Take me to some better place to be Oh, now tell me baby don't you want a man like me? I came in the summer With the bright lights on my mind I tried

You and me sitting on a bench Watching the day go by No one paying us any attention Not even to ask us why Sunshine in our eyes We're watching it set as we watched it rise You and me sitting on a bench Watching the day go by You and me sitting on a b

Got the summons served on a Sunday, see what I done couldn't see much sense in the charges, but they sure sounded like fun. So I went downtown to a Bow Street, to see the company man, 'Hey boy your in a heap of trouble, but I'll do everything that I

Sittin' in a sleazy snack-bar suckin' Sickly sausage rolls Slippin' down slowly Slippin' down sideways Think I'll sign off the dole Chorus: 'cause the fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mi