Pretty things

Over the moon

Pretty things
There's a pain I cannot kill
And I guess I never will
Bluebird of love has knocked me down
Sang her songs then left town

Oh the lady sang so sweet
Had the kids up on her feet
Playing the town hall she took her bow
Left me this letter I'm reading now

Chorus I was over the moon but my
Poor heart came back soon
There was only a rainbow left to see
Left to see

Oh she said it gets so tough
Airline schedules can be rough
Wanted to stay here and live with me
One more show and she was free

So I waited here at home
Played some Stills and got myself stoned
And as I lay in that empty bed
Bluebird of love flew above my head

Chorus

Stay with me stay with me
Lay your head upon my shoulder

Chorus

Religions Dead (Peter Tolson/Phil May)

When they left you on Tobacco road
The piggies they really left you there for dead
Do you really greet the morning
With your eyes red
And do people pick your body now for lead

Pick yourself just one more seat
And sit yourself right down
Rest assured some jack here must know
I just can't stop bleeding
Resurrection was so long ago

Chorus All the churches have fallen
They've pulled them on their heads
There are no Jesus left
And all religions dead

Solo

Pick yourself just one more seat
And sit yourself down
Rest assured some jack ass must know
I just can't seem to stop this bleeding
Resurrection was so long ago

Chorus

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