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Every Wednesday morning, at about the hour of ten

I give the queen my autograph, she gives me the yen

The man behind the counter smiles, the door man bows again

Just another day down on the dole queue

But the government must love me 'cause they keep me out of work

They must be saving me for something special

Maybe it’s the job of rolling spliffs for Captain Kirk

Or giving Miss Lovelace a pubic hairdo.

One of those days in England with a sword in every pond

And birds in every garden in the land

One of those days in England when the passion never ends

A slowly moving season by the fire of my friends.

And though the time fast slips away, it’s long enough to laugh and play

Around the fireside making hay, dreaming of tomorrow, you know there’s no today.

One of those days in England with the willow hanging on I dreamt I met an old man down the road

Whispering the mysteries of patterns up ahead

And stirring past reflections with the sword of lightning said,

Alfred had me made from Albion’s everglade

And I made him to lie with me whence all my troubles fade

You may have read the signs, beware of strange designs

For though the victors write the books, the loser speaks the lines

So let’s now both be gone, 'tis far to Avalon

And though we go our different ways, I’ll see you there anon.

And so I got on board the bird of aeons and I rode

But everytime I met a prince, a fork came down the road

I kept on thinking that I’d stop once everybody showed

Gathered in the myths of our reflection.

But stopping ain’t that possible this far into control

This far beyond the non imagination

No more than I can shed the moving forces of my soul

The time lords of the slowly revolution.

You and me, mother, we’re gonna raise a ship full of kids and slowly lose them

Why does it matter where they’ve all gone, we don’t even have the power to choose them

You and me, father, we’re gonna colonise all of the stars with lots of our

madness

Shooting through space with sons on our hips and guns on our lips to play

snakes and ladders.

Oh heavens above, I’m coming with love all over, over you.

You and me, sister, we’re gonna plant a bomb in a street to change law and order

And when we’ve killed all who resisted the call, we’ll discover a brand new

wall at the border

You and me, brother, wrapped up in silence, brooding for better breathing spaces

Seeing ideals, we were one time a part of rip us apart in our holiest places.

Oh heavens above, I’m coming with love all over, all over you.

Sitting out there with this silvery hair and your thundery look when you really

don’t care, but I love you

Dolly blue rivers, foreverness givers, I’ll go without knowing and know without

going above you

Stood on the ship in a dream at third slip with Britannica’s tallons on Albion’s grip, do you need me?

Looking for you when it’s catch 22 and you’ve never been here but it’s always

been blue up above me, up above me.

Oh Mrs. Space took her man to the human race

And together they humped over the edge

Nine months later, they were sharing a brand new face

The latest thin end of the wedge.

And baby grew, grew into a space cadet

Legend lives, he screamed under his breath

I’m in the queue, in the queue for the hell of it Some place inbetween life and death.

Oh Mrs. Space, I love you, with your come home early eye

Don’t ever come between us 'cause times don’t change, they fly.

And it don’t seem long since my life was an endless stream

The future fled into time without trace

I see the end now but I’ve fallen in love again

With a girl who can travel in space.

Oh Mrs. Space, you lead me a wild goose chase

Inbetween, inbetween every line

Well hell, girl, I don’t even know your face

'Cause you see you’ve been sitting on mine.

Oh Mrs. Space, I love you, with your come home early eye

Don’t ever come between us 'cause times don’t change they fly.

Slowly slipping into history feel us go With these times another age could never know

See the photos black and white and quaintly dressed

Stood in queues of people smiling, sorely pressed.

Your silent room is the collection of your ways

Every shelf is built of all those different days

And those much younger cannot understand by half

The wireless living room, the faces 'round the hearth.

The ration books of Matthews out there on the wing

The corner shop that sold us almost everything

The farthing in the change, the sirens and the planes

Puffing billies, shunting eras down the lane, down the lane.

You know we’ll soon be gone from here, year upon light year

We’ll take the stories with us there, the memories are dear.

One of those days in England, mum was rustling up the grub

And dad was off out propping up the pub

One of those days in England that you just could not forget

From the mists of secret morning to the golden red sunset.

And though the time fast slips away, it’s long enough to laugh and play

Around the fireside making hay, dreaming of tomorrow, oh you know there’s no today.

Oh you know there’s no today

No, you know, today.

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