Lyrics

All my Crude Blunt Tools

Hully-Gully hold the centrefold
- everybody shout hurrah!
Moisten the oxen on the bonnet of the car
I’ll attempt my magic as I shun the night of day
I was living in the moment up till now
but the moment slipped away
(and I wanna say):

Big Night up in the pylons
here we keep our hair on
as we keep the rules.
Ai Caramba! - you’re a caution to us all
with your schoolboy honour
and all your crude blunt tools

Tutti Frutti - rock the night away
(Ottolenghi on guitar)
Take in the freak show as we drift into the bar.
Though I strive for excellence I struggle with naiveté
I was bracing for the impact all this time
But then the impact came today
(and I wanna say):

Hush, Hush keep thou the Sabbath
keep your head down
do not suffer fools.
the Oracle tells me only what I wanna hear
about your frank desire
and all your crude blunt tools

super-mazy, mardy, warm and any port in any storm
easy come and easy go (they do not like you saying so)
chase me down into the sea - you never will get rid of me
darling take it steadily - your touching, wounded sympathy…

Mata Hari keep it sensible I do not trust your inner light
(keeping perspective on the Wonders of the Night)
I said take it steady but you’re rushing through it all
I was savouring the instant until now and then the instant hit the wall

Hey girl! - whip up the horses: let’s go to Oslo
bring your guns and jewels.
It’s a good example how these things can go astray
with these my father’s hands and and all his crude blunt tools ..