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Mr Poly’s got a map & a case
Mrs Poly got a made up face
There doing deals all over the place
Every Poly is a Puppet at the core
Like a travelling salesman roam from door to door
Selling fantasies & dreams just like a whore

We’ve had Kev Paul Bob & John
Every Poly on the perch sing the same old song
Well Hey Pauline can you please explain
If you’re a different breed then why you all talk the same

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Well Poly been here too long
Mr Poly singing that same old song
Go home Poly put that kettle on
Go home Poly put that kettle on

Sister Rosie looking for bread for the kids to eat
Mr Raggamuffin he’s sleepin on the street
Well Mr polly got to meet & greet
Mr Poly hold onto the seat Mr polys kissing babies on the head
Sister Rosies still lookin for that bread
Look over yonder another soldiers dead

A splash of cash for some stimulation
Compensation Masturbation
Hey Pauline can you please explain
If you’re a different breed then why you all walk the same

Ch
Well Poly been here too long
Mr Poly singing that same old song
Go home Poly put that kettle on
Go home Poly put that kettle on

Mr Poly has an office in the sky
Mr Poly has a suit and a tie
Mr Poly is just one big fat lie

I don’t want no Poly I cant back
Cause Your gravy train has rolled right off the track
Poly wants a cracker Poly get the sack
Poly wants a cracker Poly get the sack
Poly wants a cracker Poly get the sack

Pollie Wants a Cracker

Pollie Wants A Cracker

Love Is Great

Arrivals & Departures

Come first light another soul is born
Through Screams of pain & joy
into this world were thrown.

Arrivals & Departures 
And postcards in between.
Life as you  know it is only a dream.

Well you come out of the womb
Unto your mothers breast
Tears fill the room as you enter the nest
Someone else is dying their body laid to rest
The sun rises in the east, Sunsets in the west

Well you crawl around in wonder
At all the colours of the rainbow
Got no worry to ponder
And no place to go
You take your first step & utter your first word
You’re as fresh as a daisy
As free as a bird

CHORUS

Arrivals & departures
And postcards in between
You & I are only passengers
And life my friend
is only a dream.

Well you done all your schooling
Hard working times ahead
Providing for your family
Learning how to make bread
Take some snapshots at the milestones
Instead of just getting by
We’re all learning to live
& preparing to die

So you done raised your family
& they’re all grown
They follow in your footsteps
From the seeds you have sown
Well they look after you now & Its your turn to rest
The sun rises in the east & sets in the west

CHORUS
Arrivals & departures
And postcards in between
You & I are only passengers
And life my friend
is only a dream.

When your dearly beloved
board that final train
Memories come flooding through to ease the pain
You'll be  grieving & you'll be weeping
Tears are rollin  down your face
We’re all on our own journey & they’ve Left this place

When the hand of God
Strikes your last chord
& You’re being wheeled through some hospital ward
Your day will come when your done
& you head towards the sky
When it’s the end of the game
& its your time to die

CHORUS

Arrivals & departures
And postcards in between
You & I are passengers
And life my friend
is only a dream.

Arrivals & Departures

Arrivals &  Departures

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The Lovesick Ramblin' Blues

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