QUIET TIMES Ooooooh These quiet times Watch the sunset and rise Through the blinds soon Oooh From where I stand now And where I've been Where I've been Another familiar scene to me Yet another broken dream Oh how violent our lives can be Through our lack of sensitivity Oooh yeah, ahhhhhh Oooh yeah, ahhhhhh And so I sit in this room My eyes are wide shut When every blink has a name As I let in sunshine now And you take me away You take me away, always away For quiet times Oooh, my quiet times, time Oooh And these quiet times Oh I'll just watch the sun set and rise Through the blinds Yeah, oooh yeah My quiet times, times Ohhhh, ooooh

OCCASIONALLY LIME You say I keep you from yawning Like sex in the morning See I've figured it out Of all that I adore Oh how I love you And oh how I need ya The force that reckons with me And I am sweet rum I'm spiced But you are only occasionally my lime And I fear wandering thoughts Please keep me safe from harm... When I can't make sense of it all The fire needs stoking I'm not fucking joking And I pray it's you And I pray it's you, you, you you You say I keep you yawning With all this cleaning an' a cooking See I've figured it out Of all I can't condone Oh how I love ya And oh how I need ya The force that reckons with me.. And I am sweet rum I'm spiced But you are only occasionally my lime And I fear wandering thoughts Please keep me safe from harm Don't give me these lemons to suck my love Said I don't want that taste And please don't be lime my love If my rum has gone on another's time When I can't make sense of it all The fire needs stoking I'm not fucking joking And I pray it's you And I pray it's you, you, you you You... You... yeah I pray it's you And I pray it's you, you you Don't give me these lemons to suck my love Said I don't want that taste And please don't be lime my love If my rum has gone on another's tongue

CERTAIN THINGS Music as music Art the frustration of it My love, my love Be mine, be mine Music in music And the sound on the breath of it On the breath of it Love has love in the now And in the far, in the far But we are We are lying in between the legs Of certain things Certain things We are lying in between the legs Of such, such simple things Music as music Art the frustration of it My love, be my love And lust just icing on the cake of it My rhythm will be my rhythm And the pulse beats with the rest Cos it's all in a locked up Sometimes slightly fuzzled head When, you are lying in between The heart of it And the head of it You are lying in between the legs And you feel like a six pack of Stella in dregs Me folded, now beseech my body Lay me in a way that ideas come so naturally to me, to me As I laugh with the universe Sing to the moon Dance with the sun And I'm touched by the earth We are lying in between the legs of certain things We are lying in between the legs of such simple things Oooh We are lying in between the legs Of certain things Certain things We are lying in between the legs Of such simple things Certain things

GREEN TEA Moods like this define gravity Put down your pint Have a mug of green tea A smoothie 'stead of a daiquiri 'Stead of my Red Bull I'll drink a Purdey's The simplest things in life that make me sing But love is the only thing that gives me wings When I'm not right with you I'm not right with my world When I'm not right with you Coldest fire burns When I'm not right with you I'm not right with my life And I'm not right with my sight I'm not right with my drive And when I'm not right with you I fail to see my light survive Oh love, when I'm not right Just not right, I'm just not right, yeah So I take pinch of insanity Add it to the person that I believe that I could be And I have learnt that there are truths to see So many a lesson has come to stand Right before me And the simplest things in life that make me dance When I'm in love with the world I live in, romance When I'm not right with you I'm not right with my world When I'm not right with you Coldest fire burns When I'm not right with you I'm not right with my life And I'm not right with my sight And I'm not right with my drive And when I'm not right with you I fail to see my light survive Oh yeah, when I'm not right Just not right, I'm just not right, ohhh So what do we do? Put the world to right to wrong Put the kettle on It's as much about the ripple As the stone that was thrown Put the world to rights to wrong Put the kettle It's as much about the ripple As the stone that was thrown When I'm not right with you I'm not right with my world When I'm not right with you Coldest fire burns When I'm not right with you I'm not right with my life And I'm not right with my sight Not right with my drive And when I'm not right with you I fail to see my light survive Survive Oh, when I'm not right Just not right, I'm just not right, ohhh When I'm not right with you I'm not right with my world When I'm not right with you Coldest fire burns When I'm not right with you I'm not right with my life And I'm not right with my sight Not right with my drive And when I'm not right with you I fail to see my light survive Oh love, when I'm not right Just not right, just not right When I'm not right with you I'm not right with my world When I'm not right with you Cold this fire burns

STITCH UP Reggae sounds better in the sunshine Jazz goes down sweeter with a fine wine All this music can you feel it Can you feel it like you want to Our music sounds better in the sun Drum and bass indie and ska is fun The techno beats, the house, the womp We just all bounce along Cos we're all just singing the same song If you believe in love Then the holes in your pockets them a stitch up x2 (oooooh) When the suits come out with their politik We know, we know who they want to trick And the message we are sending We are sending it cos we want to So when their brains start aching from empty policy We'll offer up to them our soul currency And as they run to our sound their suits hit the ground Cos they know we're singing the same song If you believe in love Then the holes in your pockets them a stitch up x2 (oooooh) So come on come on you don't have to frown We are, we are patrons of the underground! And the music we are playing We are playing it cos we want to Come on come on this is our sound Compassion is worth more than your shiny pound And we are no not fools we overrule the rules Cos we're all just singing the same song If you believe in love Then the holes in your pockets them a stitch up x2 (oooooh) All this music, can you feel it Can you feel like you want to Like you want to If you believe in love Then the holes in your pockets them a stitch up x2 (oooooh) (Believe in love, and the holes in your pockets them a stitch up Them a stitch up Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, ooh! Our pockets watch 'em stitch up Yeah, oooooh