The Salesman

A salesman's life is a tale of woe
He's despised in every place
The rain seeps through his overcoat
And the door's slammed in his face
A salesman needs the faith of saints
His position's much the same
He's crucified by overheads
With no underdogs to blame

Here I have detergent
These boxes are my life
I flog them round from town to town
To feed my son and wife
Buy this fine detergent
How much do you require
It cleans away impurities
And stills the fleshly fires

I kiss my wife in the morning light
As I lift the beetle boot
Stack my boxes row on row
Then I hit the Danube route

Augsburg's full of scallywags
Trying on the ancient line
Saying a salesman called just yesterday
And his face looked just like mine

Here I have detergent
These boxes are my life
I flog them round from town to town
To feed my son and wife
Buy this fine detergent
It s everything you need
It's friendship for the lonely ones
For the godless it's a creed

A handsome young evangelist
Had sacred words to speak
He thought God's will appealed to me
I was studying his technique
He warned me of the enemy
With a twinkle in his eye
Then I see to my eternal shame
My rival in disguise

Here I have detergent
These boxes are my life
I flog them round from town to town
To feed my son and wife

Buy this fine detergent
Biologically prepared
To cleanse the crime from criminals
The answer to our prayers

A self-made man's a can of worms
His soul's a blood-stained sheet
But he struggles to redeem himself
As he sells from street to street

Members of the jury
I've just one thing left to add
The low is by its nature good
But a salesman must be bad

Here I hove detergent
These boxes are my life
I flog them round from town to town
To feed my son and wife

Buy this fine detergent
Salvation comes to those
Who cleanse their souls as white as white
In the washtub with their clothes

Here I have detergent
It'll be the death of me
Then I'll flog these boxes
Round the length and breadth of eternity
Me and my detergent
We're insured for all we're worth
And while we're cleaned out in purgatory
They'll be filthy rich on earth

Letter From Hall

Did you read the letter
That fell into our bed
When you were holding me so tight
And l stroked your sleepy head
Remember at a party
Or was it in a field
That man who came and spoke to us
Tall but pleasant, medium build
He was one part happy, one part sad
He was neither short nor tall
His eyes were an angel's but his mouth was bad
He said his name was Hall

He writes he's won a lottery
A fortune's come his way
He wonders what we'd recommend
To fill his empty days
He swears he's learnt his lesson
And sends us good advice
Democracy's a whore he writes
Who never serves you twice
So watch yourself when she picks you up
Her expression says it all
Her eyes are an angel's
But her mouth's plain bad
She's a bitch says the letter from Hall

He used to work the nightshift
Now he doesn't need the bread
So he sweats with new machinery
On his one-man yacht instead
He tells us disregard the news
We may have heard of him
The pressmen scratched their lousy heads
And hatched fantastic sins
A shady figure in the early hours
Against a brothel wall
The eyes an angel's
But the mouth plain bad
All lies says the letter from Hall

He's heard we've planned a family
A couple of matching kids
He writes they'll turn out terrorists
If our luck's as bad as his
The nights are getting longer now
At his Lake Geneva home
And if we like we can join him there
He hates to be alone
He asks for you particularily
Describes you as his doll
With your angel's eyes
And your full red lips
Come now says the letter from Hall

Darling please see reason
Drop those cases where you stand
We've still got time to start again
On that family we planned
I know I've been demanding love
But you're my only girl
And beyond that door the danger starts
It's a scary place the world
Now I see a person in you
I don't recognise at all
For your eyes are mine
But your mouth speaks lines
You read in the letter from Hall

The Luckiest Citizen

Come to the veranda
We can drink to the view
Take off that apron let me
look at you
Raise a glass for me
I love your steady hand
Those slender fingers are
The measure of a man

My love is total, what's more I'm all love
And like the greatest states I'll stand or fall by love

Every dictator
Requires his golden mean
He roots his hard extremities
In the softness in between
And if you deserve my love
Until the empire falls
You'll be the luckiest citizen of all

Forget the salesman n and

Forget the boy you bore him
Since you met me it dawned

You never did adore him
Before they dragged you down
I plucked you out
And in my bed you'll learn
What life's about

My love is total
What's more I'm all love
And like my government
I'll stand or fall by love
I'll think of your head
When I give statesmanship
I'll ply the great orator's art
When you part those seductive lips
Keep rising in my estimation
Till the empire falls and stay
The luckiest citizen of all

Your lack of insubordination's
Grating on my patience dear
A little malice wouldn't go amiss
The father of the nation gets his
Kicks and inspiration from
A revolution not domestic bliss

Don't think of leaving me
You've left it rather late
You know too much now to escape the state
While away my evening with
Your tempting empty dance
Flaunt your single asset while
You've still the chance

My love is total
What's more I'm all love
Like all forgers of alliances
I'll stand or fall by love
Some sexual democrat
Has got you tangled but
Lie down flat in front of me
And I'll show you all three angles
Stay eager and spread-eagled
Until the empire falls
You'll be the luckiest citizen of all

Sometimes they make me melancholy
Waiting on my beck and call
Pragmatic pretty women all for me
It's only commonsensical
Magnetic magic menstrual
My Mata Hari meritocracy

Revenge!

I dream of Maria
With a face white like chalk
Alone in my bed I've got horns on the crown of my head
Perish the thought
In my rack and my ruin
I want to give up the ghost
But there's a rage in the depths of me
It fills me up with lust to live
To see the day my son kills them both

Come to me Samuel
With the last of my strength
I command you as father to son: take revenge!

My boy I hardly know you
It makes no sense to fret
I would probably bore you and where I'm going
I'll forgive and forget

In my dying man's folly
Angry and shrivelled with shame
There's a rage in the depths of me
My legacy is medicine because one day you'll inherit my pain

When you've shaken off boyhood
You may understand love
Me and your mother once needed each other but now
Enough is enough
At the giddiest limits
Only one passion remains
There's a rage in the depths of me
It makes me cruel
It makes me take the trip from pity to pain

Come to me Samuel
With the last of my breath
I whisper my dying desire: carry death!

I'm going on a journey
Death's the traveller's friend
Me and Maria were sinners up here
So below I'll meet her again
In this inverse religion
Compassion wells up in my heart
There is a grace in the depths of me
I'll never lose my family
If I pass on the murderer's art

I gave her a troublefree life
I suffered so she could enjoy it
Now she's the president's wife
I make plans to destroy it

Let's work our passage to hell
A landscape of wide open spaces
That's where a salesman lives well
And his wife always knows what her place is

Let's work our passage to hell
A landscape of wide open spaces
That's where a salesman lives well
And his wife always knows what her place is

Let's work our passage to hell
A landscape of wide open spaces
That's where a salesman lives well
And his wife always recognises old familiar faces

The Courier

I'm carrying the voices again
Don't believe just comply
Double crossing between here and Hades
The two jaws of a lie
I'm just back from the underworld
I was signing my name
In the book of my ancestors
By the light of the flames

Between the rhythms of the living that I scratch
I meet the dead and they dictate their latest plans
I listen wide-eyed to the plans they'd like to hatch
They're all reactionary, they're Tories to a man
They'd like to cancel each advance since time began

And they sing: The errors we made, the mistakes that led us here
To save us getting lonely these must never disappear
Murderers and merchants, assassinations, wars
To wrap these vicious circles round the globe
That's what we need a courier for


Got my critical faculties but
Hell doesn't pay me to care
I've got the rights to my services
And I can take them elsewhere
(But where?)
I'm just back from the underworld
Found a mission that's right
Hell's rewarding me handsomely
So I'm paid on both sides

They showed me likenesses of the man my mother wed T H E CO U R I E R
Who won and windfall and a landslide at the polls
A man of principle after our hearts they said
He sent his speeches out to roost in vacant souls
Like rooks his thoughts will hover on
When he wings his way below
And they sing:

The errors we made, the mistakes that led us here
To save us getting lonely these must never disappear
Murderers and merchants, assassinations, wars
To wrap these vicious circles round the globe
That's what we need a courier for

I'm a mixture of bloodtypes
I serve a couple of kings
On the horns of a hundred dilemmas
I'm being torn from limb to limb
I'm just back from the underworld
They say my progress is good
If I continue untrustworthy, devious
My admission's assured

Hell's a manner of speaking
Hell's a gleam in our eye
It's the way we get on in this world
Not where we go when we die
We all carry a language, we all carry a love
To keep them sublime to the end of the line
Please say that's enough

The Man on Your Street

Now at last I've mastered
This business of living
Though I've lost my self-respect along the way
(For worms like me a small price to pay!)

Ambition was the road I sent my cars down
Full of application forms and guns
I scooped up what no-one else would stoop to
I turned men to methods one by one

Then again they loved me like a father
Then again I sheltered them from choice
(They were speechless so I used their voice!)

In my extensive garden sheltered from the world I've made my faithful wife and daughter sit on benches in the rain awaiting me And although I've given them no special incentive their one pursuit and hobby is to reflect credit on me

Now the world's at the end of my tether
In a last ditch bid to get it together
I wake my wife in the night
And ask her is our life right?
But as her tired voice cracks
And she starts to pretend
I find myself at my own receiving end

Disappointment crowns my years like grey hair
And I've taught the world my point of view
(It's in the saddest part of you)

Better men than me have lost their freedom
When my measures made them lose their cool
Prizing head and heart will get you nowhere
When your word commands a ship of fools

Then again I've bred respect for virtue
Then again I've set the terms for vice
(My laws are simple and concise)

I arrange for my ivy green limousine to break down amongst holly trees and seize a command performance from my beautiful daughter And as I commit this unnatural act by the shores of Lake Geneva I contemplate the fact that blood is much sexier than water

Now the world's at the end of my tether
In a last ditch bid to get it together
I appoint Maria the queen
Of my happy office harem
But as I smell the fear in the memos she sends
I find myself at my own receiving end

After all I'm just the man on your street
In my cups I'm raking in my cut
(It's a never-ending glut)
When I'm patching up my reputation
I confess a simple man's misdeeds
For the body in this robe of office
Shares its skin with everything that bleeds

Then again these powers have been my weakness
Then again I may not live for long
(While you think you need me I'll be strong)

In the darkness of this hat I keep my head in ever-accelerating
trains of thought are giving me a whale of time
And as I mint the tin gods that will succeed me
I cross your outstretched sweating palm with my portrait,
metal and sublime

Now the world's at the end of my tether
In a last ditch bid to get it together
I remember my citizen's rights
And call for professional advice
But as the cold phone croaks
'Can I help you my friend?'
I find myself at my own receiving end

A Night Underground

I'm tying my future up with a fine organisation
It's called the Red Brigades and they treat employees well
Threw in my living lot with trainees and refugees
Words, deeds, the quick and the dead
More than I can tell

Blind days with books as safe as a sprig of deadly nightshade
My feet set flat on the floor and Hell nowhere in sight
Long walks and dizzy talk with fellow travellers and foreigners
Words, deeds, the quick and the dead
Help me see the light

And on the first day
I could distinguish wrong from right
And before the second day
The first night

Well met - we share scarlet fever and we caught it from a grievance
Hall set his girl against him when he seized her in his car
The red goal lures many souls
Vendetta-crazed girls and men of the world
Words, deeds, the quick and the dead
Together we'll go far

Moon, skin, slipping it in and the pulse of blood relations
Slats, shades and the scatterbrains of moths against the light
From pillow talk to politics crying Hegel, cry baby
Just words, deeds, the quick and the dead
And downy feather's flight

Because the quick will meet the dead
The double man makes friends
Because its spinning goes to his head
He wants a world without end
He wants a world without end, my love
He never wants to die
He's quite prepared to kill, my love
To keep his world alive

Making the match with a double-bind we con turn into embracing
We catch our yearning up in the act of turning round
Sing marching songs as we forge the bonds Between Eros and Thanatos
Words, deeds, the quick and the dead
We're lost in what we've found

When the marksmen march to the top of the town
Marked men fall down again

Two Of A Kind

Sister feel the sun
As it beats down on hundreds of lovers like us
Sister you're so young
All we share is a mother, a mission and lust
It s a climate of love

The window's open
The road is steep
You dream of Italy
But you're asleep
We're still in Switzerland
We're climbing fast
You whisper Simplon
I shout 'At last!'
The Beetle lurches
The road unwinds
We grin like urchins, we're
Two of a kind

Sister cling to me
This tunnel goes on lOkm more
Sister in your skin
I smell springtime and sunshine
In the dark of each pore
It's a climate of love

And at the frontier
I take the air
They check our papers
You comb your hair
The guard leans over you
I hear him laugh
He says your picture
Isn't pretty enough
Are we on honeymoon?
And I reply
No we're just terrorists
Two of a kind

Let's take leave of the wealthiest
Defy their greedy will
Power's the height of selfishness
But we go higher still

We'll go da da da da da

March in Turin

We wait together
Inside history
In this drama written for lovers
We can only believe
It may just be the fear we feel
Under this thin cover
But we rejoice in just being alive
For we may never see another

March in Turin
Where lovers can win
March in Turin

We watch the marble
By the embassy door
And before the heat of April
There'll be blood on that floor
It makes us tremble just a little
To do the people's will
The calendar on the cafe wall
Tells us endlessly it's still
March in Turin
Where lovers can win
March in Turin

Only in strange times and places
The powerful unfasten their veils
Bearing the hate in their faces
Desperate child-like and pale

We've been behind shutters
Going on twenty days
You returned from your contact
With the whiteness all burned from your face
A message came from Munich saying
The deadline's put back
Here in this bed of conspiracy
Tenderly we celebrate this black

March in Turin
Where lovers can win
March in Turin

Now's our chance

Puritans

Please don't let's talk about what is and what is not the case
If I got tired of you I'd tell you to your face
The way you pick your words when you're describing me
It seems you're far outside my personality
I have no cause to be dissatisfied with you
So I can't understand what cure I'm stretching to
We once surveyed our prospects, now we reminisce
Would I have come if I'd anticipated this?

O take these puritans away!

Open the window dear I need a breath of air
The sky is cloudless and there's no disorder there
Pull on some clothes and we'll consider what to do
To fill the space before we're back here in this room

Away!

We'll walk the districts and we'll watch the passers-by
All these familiar scenes make difference seem a lie
If we compose ourselves and try to look our best
We might at last provoke each other's interest
When we pass other couples walking on the street
Or in a restaurant study faces as we eat
We set to wondering in great perplexity
The secret they possess that's barred from you and me

O take these puritans away!

Innermost Thoughts

When we met
You told me
You were going to Australia
Under the avenues of lime trees
And I remember I asked you for your hand in marriage
On the rain-washed side streets
Where courteous hoteliers offered us pavement seats
There I gave you my innermost thoughts
My innermost thoughts

All the while
We were courting
Hopes and illusions such as knowing each other
And thinking that we could live happily
Hand in hand, heart to heart
Talking like entries in diaries
Our darkest reactions lit up with the passion
Of innermost thoughts
Innermost thoughts

Hand in hand, heart to heart

The Mistake

Young people today
We struggle to pay our way
Young people today
Can't stop to hear the voice that says
Your lust for money's wrong, it's
Filled your veins with economics
And now your body pumps bad blood
I'd pass a lifetime telling
How bland this sense can get
But you're not mad enough just yet

I planned to save my time for good
But once when I was reaching for my wallet
I drew my heart out from an inside pocket
And spent my life before I'd understood

You found out today
Those steps were to a drum called hate
We're learning today
New ways that we can pull our weight
We sense our strengths and powers
Slip from us with the passing hours
And still the clock ticks on the wall
I'd pass a lifetime telling
How pulses cheat the years
But in this square-dance would you hear?

I planned to save my time for good
But once when I was reaching for my wallet
I drew my heart out from an inside pocket
And spent my life before I'd understood

We're speeding today
In vehicles built for cut and thrust
A long winding way
Down streets they've renamed Love and Trust
But their words in our ears
Can't shake the truth we share
It's made us older than our years
I'd pass a lifetime telling
How landscape's built on lies
If only you'd believe my eyes

Together today our bodies share an earthly use
It's touching you say
We've only being alone to lose
Then in each other's arms we
Make time that takes us out of harm's way
That's how our blood spins round till day
We'll pass our night-time telling
The gaps they've yet to fill
We've got our hearts And time to kill

Young people today our love is the death
The death of the mistake!

It's time to save our time for good ! It's time to show we've understood !

On this day we come of age
And from this day we take our lives
In our own hands
In our own time
Together we can build a home from hope

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