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    , The Kinks - Arthur (Or the Decline and Fall of the British Empire)
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    Victoria
    Long ago life was clean
    Sex was bad and obscene
    And the rich were so mean
    Stately homes for the lords
    Croquet lawns, village greens
    Victoria was my queen
    Victoria, victoria, victoria, 'toria

    I was born, lucky me
    In a land that I love
    Though I am poor, I am free
    When I grow I shall fight
    For this land I shall die
    Let her sun never set
    Victoria, victoria, victoria, 'toria
    Victoria, victoria, victoria, toria

    Land of hope and gloria
    Land of my victoria
    Land of hope and gloria
    Land of my victoria
    Victoria, 'toria
    Victoria, victoria, victoria, 'toria

    Canada to india
    Australia to cornwall
    Singapore to hong kong
    From the west to the east
    From the rich to the poor
    Victoria loved them all
    Victoria, victoria, victoria, 'toria
    Victoria, victoria, victoria


    Yes Sir, No Sir
    Yes sir, no sir
    Where do I go sir
    What do I do sir
    What do I say

    Yes sir, no sir
    Where do I go sir
    What do I do sir
    How do I behave

    Yes sir, no sir
    Permission to speak sir
    Permission to breathe sir
    What do I say, how do I behave, what do I say

    So you think that you've got ambition
    Stop your dreaming and your idle wishing
    You're outside and there ain't no admission
    To our play
    Pack up your ambition in your old kit bag
    Soon you'll be happy with a packet of fags
    Chest out stomach in
    Do what I say, do what I say
    Yes right away

    Yes sir, no sir
    Where do I go sir
    What do I do sir
    What do I say

    Yes sir, no sir
    Permission to speak sir
    Permission to breathe sir
    What do I say, how do I behave, what do I say

    Doesn't matter who you are
    You're there and there you are
    Everything is in it's place
    Authority must be maintained
    And then we know exactly where we are
    Let them feel that they're important to the cause
    But let them know that they are fighting for their homes
    Just be sure that they're contributing their all
    Give the scum a gun and make the bugger fight
    And be sure to have deserters shot on sight
    If he dies we'll send a medal to his wife

    Yes sir, no sir
    Please let me die sir
    I think this life is affecting my brain
    Yes sir, no sir
    Three bags full sir
    What do I do sir, what do I say
    What do I say, how do I behave, what do I say


    Some Mother's Son
    Some mother's son lies in a field
    Someone has killed some mother's son today
    Head blown up by some soldier's gun
    While all the mothers stand and wait
    Some mother's son ain't coming home today
    Some mothers son ain't got no grave

    Two soldiers fighting in a trench
    One soldier glances up to see the sun
    And dreams of games he played when he was young
    And then his friend calls out his name
    It stops his dream and as he turns his head
    A second later he is dead

    Some mother's son lies in a field
    Back home they put his picture in a frame
    But all dead soldiers look the same
    While all the parents stand and wait
    To meet their children coming home from school
    Some mother's son is lying dead

    Somewhere someone is crying
    Someone is trying to be so brave
    But still the world keeps turning
    Though all the children have gone away

    Some mother's son lies in a field
    But in his mother's eyes he looks the same
    As on the day he went away

    They put his picture on the wall
    They put flowers in the picture frame
    Some mothers memory remains


    Drivin'
    It seems like all the world is fighting
    They're even talking of a war
    Let all the russians and the chinese
    And the spanish do their fighting
    The sun is shining
    We're going drivin', drivin'

    Drop all your work
    Leave it behind
    Forget all your problems
    And get in my car
    And take a drive with me

    The sandwiches are packed
    The tea is in the flask
    We've plenty of beer
    And gooseberry tarts
    So take a drive with me

    We'll take your mother if you want to
    We'll have a picnic on the grass
    Forget your nephews
    And your cousins and your brothers and your sisters
    They'll never miss us
    'cos we'll be drivin', drivin'. drivin'. drivin'

    Thousands of trees
    Hundreds of fields
    Millions of birds
    So why don't you come
    And take a drive with me

    We'll talk to the cows
    And laugh at the sheep
    We'll lie in a field
    And we'll have a sleep
    So take a drive with me

    And all the troubled world around us
    Seems an eternity away
    And all the debt collectors
    Rent collectors
    All will be behind us
    But they'll never find us
    'cos we'll be drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin'

    Passed barnet church
    Up to potters bar
    We won't be home late
    It's not very far
    So take a drive with me, take a drive with me
    Drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin'


    Brainwashed
    You look like a real human being
    But you don't have a mind of your own
    Yeah, you can talk, you can breathe
    You can work, you can stitch, you can sew
    But you're brainwashed
    Yes you are, yes you are
    Get down on your knees
    You've got a job and a house
    And a wife, and your kids and a car
    Yeah, you're conditioned to be
    What they want you to be
    And be happy to be where you are
    Yes you are
    Get down on your knees
    Get down on your knees

    The aristocrats and bureaucrats
    Are dirty rats
    For making you what you are
    They're up there and you re down here
    You're on the ground and they're up with the stars
    All your life they've kicked you around and pushed you around
    Till you can't take any more
    To them you're just a speck of dirt
    But you don't want to get up off the floor
    Mister you're just brainwashed
    They give you social security
    Tax saving benefits that grow at maturity
    Yeah, you're conditioned to be
    What they want you to be
    And to do what they want you to
    Yes you are, yes you are
    Get down on your knees


    Australia
    Opportunities are available in all walks of life in australia
    So if you're young and if you're healthy
    Why not get a boat and come to australia

    Australia, the chance of a lifetime
    Australia, you get what you work for
    Nobody has to be any better than what they want to be
    Australia, no class distinction
    Australia, no drug addiction
    Nobody's got a chip on their shoulder
    We'll surf like they do in the u.s.a.
    We'll fly down to sydney for our holiday
    On sunny christmas day
    Australia, australia
    No one hesitates at life or beats around the bush in australia
    So if you're young and if you're healthy
    Why not get a boat and come to australia
    Australia sha-la-la-la sha-la-la-la
    Australia sha-la-la-la sha-la-la-la
    Everyone walks around with a perpetual smile across their face
    Australia sha-la-la-la sha-la-la-la
    Australia sha-la-la-la sha-la-la-la
    Everyone gets around and nobody can ever get you down
    We'll surf like they do in the u.s.a.
    We'll fly down to sydney for our holiday
    On sunny christmas day
    Australia, australia


    Shangri-La
    Now that you've found your paradise
    This is your kingdom to command
    You can go outside and polish your car
    Or sit by the fire in your shangri-la
    Here is your reward for working so hard
    Gone are the lavatories in the back yard
    Gone are the days when you dreamed of that car
    You just want to sit in your shangri-la

    Put on your slippers and sit by the fire
    You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher
    You're in your place and you know where you are
    In your shangri-la
    Sit back in your old rocking chair
    You need not worry, you need not care
    You can't go anywhere
    Shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la

    The little man who gets the train
    Got a mortgage hanging over his head
    But he's too scared to complain
    'cos he's conditioned that way
    Time goes by and he pays off his debts
    Got a tv set and a radio
    For seven shillings a week
    Shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la

    And all the houses in the street have got a name
    'cos all the houses in the street they look the same
    Same chimney pots, same little cars, same window panes
    The neighbors call to tell you things that you should know
    They say their lines, they drink their tea, and then they go
    They tell your business in another shangri-la
    The gas bills and the water rates, and payments on the car
    Too scared to think about how insecure you are
    Life ain't so happy in your little shangri-la
    Shangri-la, shangri-la la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

    Put on your slippers and sit by the fire
    You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher
    You're in your place and you know where you are
    In your shangri-la
    Sit back in your old rocking chair
    You need not worry, you need not care
    You can't go anywhere
    Shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la, shangri-la

    Mr. Churchill says

    Well Mr. Churchill says, Mr. Churchill says
    We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end
    Mr. Beaverbrook says we gotta save our tin
    And all the garden gates
    And empty cans are gonna make us win

    We shall defend our island
    On the land and on the sea
    We shall fight them on the beaches
    On the hills and in the fields
    We shall fight them in the streets
    Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed to so few
    'Cos they have made our British Empire
    A better place for me and you
    And this was their finest hour
    Well Mr. Montgomery says
    And Mr. Mountbatten says
    We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end
    As Vera Lynn would say
    We'll meet again someday
    But all the sacrifices we must make before the end

    Did you hear that plane flying overhead
    There's a house an fire and there's someone lying dead
    We gotta clean up the streets
    And get me back on my feet
    Because we wanna be free
    Do your worst and we'll do our best
    We're gonna win the way that Mr. Churchill says
    Oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! Well Mr. Churchill says
    We gotta hold up our chins
    We gotta show some courage and some discipline
    We gotta black up the windows and nail up the doors
    And keep right on till the end of the war

    She's bought a hat like Princess Marina's

    She's bought a hat like Princess Marina's
    To wear at all her social affairs
    She wears it when she's cleaning the windows
    She wears it when she's scrubbing the stairs
    But you will never see her at Ascot
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    She can't afford the time or the fare
    But she's bought a hat like Princess Marina's
    So she don't care

    He's bought a hat like Anthony Eden's
    Because it makes him feel like a Lord
    But he can't afford a Rolls or a Bentley
    He has to buy a secondhand Ford
    He tries to feed his wife and his family
    And buy them clothes and shoes they can wear
    But he's bought a hat like Anthony Eden's
    So he don t care

    Buddy can you spare me a dime
    My wife is getting hungry
    And the kids are crying
    This poverty is hurting my pride
    Buddy can you spare me, buddy can you spare me a dime

    She's bought a hat like Princess Marina's
    And her neighbors think it suits her a treat
    But she hasn't any food in the larder
    Nor has anybody else in the street
    But to look at her you'd think she was wealthy
    'Cos she smiles just like a real millionaire
    'Cos she's bought a hat like Princess Marina's
    So she don't care, she don't care, she don't care, she don't care

    Young and Innocent Days
    I look back at the way I used to look at life
    Soft, white dreams with sugar coated outside
    It was great, so great
    Young and innocent days

    I wish my eyes could only see
    Everything, exactly as it used to be
    It's too late, so late
    Young and innocent days

    I see the lines across your face
    Time has gone and nothing ever can replace
    Those great, so great
    Young and innocent days


    Nothing to Say
    Remember walking with you by my side
    You were my papa and I was your pride
    Now I've got children and I'm going grey
    No time for talking I got nothin' to say

    Those sunday dinners that we had at home
    Now I've got a house and I've got friends of my own
    We can't do tomorrow what we did yesterday
    It's best that we're going our separate ways, ok

    How is your rheumatism (nothing to say)
    How are your chillblains (nothing to say)
    How's aunty mabel (nothing to say)
    So far papa, I got nothin' to say, ok

    Those happy days we spent together
    We thought our world would never change
    How the days go by
    And things will never be the same

    You keep pretending that everything's fine
    So you make small talk to help pass the time
    But all the words that you spit from your face
    Add up to nothin' you got nothin' to say

    How are those noisy neighbors next door
    I'll have to go soon 'cos I'm getting bored
    I gotta be home early to see a good play
    So far papa, I got nothin' to say

    How is your life insurance (nothing to say)
    How is your trade union (nothing to say)
    How is your independence (nothing to say)
    So for papa, I got nothin' to say


    Arthur
    Arthur was born just a plain simple man
    In a plain simple working class position
    Though the world was hard and it's ways were set
    He was young and he had so much ambition
    All the way he was overtaken
    By the people who make the big decisions
    But he tried and he tried for a better life
    And a way to improve his own condition
    If only life were easy it would be such fun
    Things would be more equal and be plenty for everyone
    Arthur the world's gone and passed you by
    Don't you know it, don't you know it
    You can cry, cry all night but it won't make it right
    Don't ya know it, don't ya know it

    Arthur we know and we sympathize
    Don't ya know it, don't ya know it
    Arthur we like you and want to help you
    Somebody loves you don't you know it

    How is your life and your shangri-la
    And your long lost land of hallelujah
    And your hope and glory has passed you by
    Can't you see what the world is doing to ya
    And now we see your children
    Sailing off in the setting sun
    To a new horizon
    Where there's plenty for everyone
    Arthur, could be
    That the world was wrong
    Don't ya know it, don't ya know it
    Arthur, could be
    You were right all along
    Don't ya know it, I hope ya know it
    Now we know and we sympathize
    We'd like to help you and understand you
    Don't ya know it, don't ya know it
    Somebody loves you, don't ya know it
    Don't ya know it, don't ya know it

    Arthur the world's gone and passed you by
    Don't ya know it, don't ya know it
    You can cry, cry all night
    But it won't make it right
    Don't ya know it, don't ya know it
    Arthur we read you and understand you
    Arthur we like you and want to help you
    Oh! we love you and want to help you



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