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I can think of nowhere

I would rather be

Reading morning papers

Drinking morning tea.





She clutches the tray

And then we talk just like a kitchen sink play

Nothing ventured nothing gained

Living so close to danger

Even your friends are strangers

Dont count upon their company.





Places for the fingers

Places for the nails

Hidden in the kitchen

Right behind the scales.





What do I care

Im wasting fingers like I have them to spare

Plugging holes in the zuider zee

Punishing paul for peter

Dont ever trust those meters

What you believe is what you see.





In my town, there is a raincoat under a tree

In the sky there is a cloud containing the sea

In the sea there is a whale without any eyes

In the whale is a man without his raincoat.





In another country

With another name

Maybe things are different

Maybe theyre the same.





Back on the train

The seven soldiers read the papers again

But the news it doesnt change

Swinging about through the creepers

Parachutes caught on steeples

Heroes are born

But heroes die.





Just a few days

A little practice and some holiday pay

Were all sure

Youll make the grade

Mother of God if you care

Were on a train to nowhere

Please put a cross upon our eyes

Take me Im nearly ready you can take me

To the raincoat in the sky

Take me my little pastry mother take me

Theres a pie shop in the sky.

I can think of nowhere

I would rather be

Reading morning papers

Drinking morning tea.





She clutches the tray

And then we talk just like a kitchen sink play

Nothing ventured nothing gained

Living so close to danger

Even your friends are strangers

Dont count upon their company.





Places for the fingers

Places for the nails

Hidden in the kitchen

Right behind the scales.





What do I care

Im wasting fingers like I have them to spare

Plugging holes in the zuider zee

Punishing paul for peter

Dont ever trust those meters

What you believe is what you see.





In my town, there is a raincoat under a tree

In the sky there is a cloud containing the sea

In the sea there is a whale without any eyes

In the whale is a man without his raincoat.





In another country

With another name

Maybe things are different

Maybe theyre the same.





Back on the train

The seven soldiers read the papers again

But the news it doesnt change

Swinging about through the creepers

Parachutes caught on steeples

Heroes are born

But heroes die.





Just a few days

A little practice and some holiday pay

Were all sure

Youll make the grade

Mother of God if you care

Were on a train to nowhere

Please put a cross upon our eyes

Take me Im nearly ready you can take me

To the raincoat in the sky

Take me my little pastry mother take me

Theres a pie shop in the sky.

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