Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Kate Bush Instrumental.

There Goes a Tenner

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Okay, remember
Okay, remember
That we have just allowed
Half an hour
To get in, do it, and get out.

The sense of adventure
Is changing to danger;
The signal has been given.
I go in-
The crime begins.

My excitement
Turns into fright.

All my words fade
What am I gonna say?
Mustn't give the game away.

We're waiting-
We're waiting-
We're waiting.

We got the job sussed;
This shop's shut for business;
The lookout has parked the car,
But kept the engine running-
Three beeps means trouble's coming.

I hope you remember
To treat the gelignite tenderly for me.
I'm having dreams about things
Not going right-
Let's leave in plenty of time, tonight.

Both my partners
Act like actors:
You are Bogart,
He is George Raft,
That leaves Cagney and me.
("What about Edward G.?")

We're waiting,
We're waiting,
We're waiting.

You blow the safe up-
Then all I know is I wake up,
Covered in rubble,
One of the rabble.
Needs mummy-
("What's all this then?")
The government will never find the money.
("What's all this then?")

I've been here all day,
A star in strange ways.
Apart from a photograph
They'll get nothing from me,
Not until they let me see
My solicitor.

Ooh, I remember
That rich, windy weather
When you would carry me,
Pockets floating
In the breeze.

Ooh, there goes a tenner.
Hey, look! There's a fiver.
There's a ten-shilling note.
Remember them?
That's when we used to vote for him.

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