Welcome To The Night Shift

V1)	When the witching hour hovers over us and the mist is on the moor,
	We all march on time as church bells chime just like the night before

	With the rumble of heavy ordnance, we have no Achilles heel,
	Cos we got true grit and boiling spit and hearts of railroad steel

	You are welcome to the night shift when the saints go marching in,
	And the world is black as deadly sin

V2)	In the distance there is the howling sound of a wolf man in the dark,
	In this oily night, he’s earned his bite and, most of all, his bark

	Yes, I know it sounds kinda dubious, but I cannot tell a lie,
	All the things we’ve seen, mad and obscene, and beauty up on high

	You are welcome to the night shift where all nature’s gone berserk,
	Righty-ho lads, let’s get down to work

V3)	Well, we take the elevator or the stairs or the drainpipe,
	As the owls sound off in the night,
	Dusting a portrait of Edward Heath,
	And playing castanets upon a pair of false teeth,
	Sweeping like you’re playing a slide trombone,
	Until the handle starts to ignite,
	I’ll be laughing all the way down to the blood bank,
	Replacing my inhaler with a propane tank

V4)	With the tickity-tackity-tap of Fred Astaire’s shoes,
	We work whilst the people all have a little snooze,
	All that snoring sounds like 800,
	Pounds of nitro in a 4 poster bed,
	We can turn a tablecloth into a Superman cape,
	Jump out the window, make our escape,
	The crew of the Serenity has nothing on us,
	As we all surf away on a double decker bus

	Bass solo

	Repeat V4 except last line	As we all surf away on a bus

	Outro	You are welcome to the night shift now the east is turning blue,
		Now we say auf weidersehen to you

12) Welcome To The Night Shift

PC Allen Flanagan

V1)	A smash of glass and a siren screams, the gang is back in town,
	The Sugar Mill Mob are on the job, a heist is going down,
	They’re laughing at the police at work, the whole thing is a farce,
	But when PC Allen Flanagan comes, each one breathes out their arse

	Chorus		It’s ah-lo-high-a-ling-ah and ah-ling-a-lee-a-lay,
			Down the street, across the road the duck back down the alleyway,
			PC Allen Flanagan’s walking down the thin blue line,
			To do some good while he still can, I reckon he’s doing fine

V2)	Straight as a ram rod, twice as thin, he can’t be stopped at all,
	I swear that he jumped over a tree and ran through a concrete wall,
	He arrested all the Sugar Mill Mob at 25 to 2,
	And now he’s back at the station cos there’s paperwork to do

	Chorus

	Solo

	Final Chorus	It’s ah-lo-high-a-ling-ah and ah-ling-a-lee-a-lay,
			Down the street, across the road the duck back down the alleyway,
			PC Allen Flanagan’s walking down the thin blue line,
			To do some good while he still can, 
			Do all that may become a man,
			And that has always been his plan,
I reckon he’s doing fine


9) PC Allen Flanagan

Juan Tamad Meets Damocles

V1)	Well, the sun and the clouds are playing charades,
	I wish I was out in my wraparound shades,
	My friends call me John, I’m a jack of all trades,
	And a master of none. There’s work to do

	And I’m gonna do it, there’s no denying,
	But the deadline’s far away so there’s no point trying,
	And many hands make light work they are supplying,
	So there ain’t that much to do, Ima tellin’ ya

	Chorus		Make hay when the sun shines,
			Motivated by deadlines,
			I will get down to it and finish with ease,
			When Juan Tamad meets Damocles	X2

V2)	Well I don’t care if you consider me to be lazy,
	Cos everyone is running around and acting all cu-razy,
	And I’m just sitting back, feeling fresh as a daisy,
	A’waitin’ ro hit the sack. I don’t mind because my

	Health…is more important to me than,
	Wealth…no anxiety or mandatory,
	Stealth…is gonna build up deep inside,
	And give me a heart attack, singin’ baby

	Chorus

V3)	Well, the sun and the clouds are playing charades,
	I wish I was out in my wraparound shades,
	My friends call me John, I’m a jack of all trades,
	And my mind has gone berserk, and I’ll tell ya why

	Time waits for no one and this is so,
	Cos I’ve only 48 hours left to go,
	I buckle down, knuckle down and use what I know,
	It’s time to get to work. GO!


8) Juan Tamad Meets Damocles

Sir Thomas

V1)	One icy mid-December evening, Sir Thomas Demille,
	Stayed with his king in a castle by the sea,
	And there a maiden fairer than the snow on yonder hill,
	Said unto him “come spend the night with me”

	Assuming his king would wait for him before they rode away,
	He galloped to her chamber singing “foaly-oaly-ray-doo-day”

V2)	As he arose to freezing rain, he found to his surprise,
	The king and his whole entourage were gone,
	He bade farewell to his maiden and, though it was most unwise,
	He rode off as the blizzard raged on

	And as the storm descended, all the snow obscured his way,
	And he was never seen again, sing foaly-oaly-ray-doo-day

V3)	Today, between the hospital, the nightclub and the church,
	He rides his horse immortalised in stone,
	But some say when December’s snow covers the silver birch,
	And the night is dark and full of terrors unknown

	Sir Thomas comes to life and gallops down Ferensway,
	To find the king and all his men, sing foaly-oaly-ray-doo-day


7) Sir Thomas

The Secret Policeman’s Ballroom Waltz

Intro	
               Turning off Queen’s Road down Ella Street,
		I see Sergeant Stander on his beat,
		His major priority,
 Is abusing his authority,
		In a manner most woefully indiscreet

V1)	When he started, things soon went amiss,
	Now it’s something we cannot dismiss,
	Corruption’s as high,
As an elephant’s eye,
	And he is the cause of all this

	His influence in court he denied,
	Though the evidence was all falsified,
	And the hearing was fixed,
As his eyes were transfixed,
	On the payment his friend did provide

	From Azerbaijan to old San Tropez,
	There’s nowhere you can go where he won’t get his way,
	If he approaches and you feel oppressed,
	You’re a belly button cos you’re under a vest

V2)	At lunchtime, through a restaurant door,
	You can hear his loathsome guffaw,
	As he shouts out “Hey, you! 
Bring me Irish stew!
	Irish stew in the name of the law!”

	Tis the most certain sign the world’s accursed,
	That the best things corrupted are the worst,
	So many want him dead,
That I hope that the head,
	Of internal affairs gets to him first

	Oh, what a liberty! Oh, what a ponce!
	Treat him like he’s a pistol and fire him at once,
	Blinded to all of his obvious faults,
	He dances the secret policeman’s ballroom waltz

	Solo	+ Ladies and gentlemen, take your partners for the waltz

	From Azerbaijan to old San Tropez,
	There’s nowhere you can go where he won’t get his way,
	Blinded to all of his obvious faults,
	He dances the secret policeman’s ballroom waltz


6) The Secret Policeman's Ballroom Waltz

Cold And Lonely Places

V1)	There is a chill that moves in from afar, 
So perfect that they seem deformed,
	Nothing else to be found in the concrete ground,
Where the angular patterns formed,
	Wheels in motion high above our heads, 
And two way mirrors in the halls,
	Rooms of steel and glass filling up with nerve gas, 
And transmitters hidden in the walls

	Chorus		Look at the cold and lonely places
			Look at the cold and lonely places
			Look at the cold and lonely places
			Look at the cold…

V2)	Voices lost in echoes as they build, 
Empty faces wearing masks,
	With blood on their fingers, the sensation lingers, 
All the many mindless empty tasks,
	Forced by the pressure, they’re pacing the floor,
And staring out into the night,
	A thousand will bending, a thousand stairs ascending, 
A thousand scenes in black and white

	Chorus

Middle 8	Silence falls, they walk in line,
		Emptiness runs down my spine,
		Skies of grey watch over me,
		In this world of misery

V3)	Everyone’s trying to find a logical way, 
Of justifying all their time,
	Through mistrust, you see dreams of ecstasy, 
Turning into nightmares of crime,
	See all the weaknesses, pick all the faults,
And watch as empires start to crack,
	This is all I can for and I have no shame for,
Having no desire to come back

	Chorus


5) Cold And Lonely Places

Finger Painted Smile

V1)	Now the day has begun to fade away,
	And while we sit together by a tree,
	Dragonflies, dancing in the open skies,
	Go downstream like an everlasting dream

	Chorus		I can stay for a while,
			Gazing for a country mile,
			I can stay for a while,
			Though I’ll wear a finger painted smile

V2)	You and me know full well that later the,
	Painted red springtime sunset overheard,
	Will be gone and, in time, will rise upon,
	Foreign shores as you hold my hand in yours

	Chorus

	Middle 8	Even though I should be fine,
			The sunset’s turning grey,
			I can’t feel your hand in mine,
			I just can’t face the day

V3)	I can’t hide from the emptiness inside,
	Of me and that’s why, even though that grand,
	Open sky overhead is clear, I,
	Cannot see beyond my own misery

	Chorus


4) Finger Painted Smile

Dashing Through The Fields

V1)	Yeah-ee, we’re dashing through the fields,
	Don’t ask me if we’ll get there cos, frankly, I don’t know,
	Yeah-ee, we got to get there quickly,
	The shades of night of falling, there’s 20 miles to go

	We gotta get to higher ground, we gotta get to higher ground,
	Cos there’s nowhere to hide on the mountain side, oh yeah,
	We got no time to look around, we got no time to look around,
	We hit the road like Jack and the road hit back, oh yeah

V2)	Yeah-ee, I know just what you’re thinking,
	You’re worried that we’ll fail, no guarantees to find,
	Yeah-ee, you don’t know unless you try it,
	The shades of night are falling, there’s 10 miles left behind

	We gotta get to higher ground, we gotta get to higher ground,
Where the bells all chime in the morning time, oh yeah,
	We got no time to look around, we got no time to look around,
	If you must, keep your eyes on the open skies, oh yeah

V3)	Yeah-ee, you see the great horizon,
	That once was in the distance is now so very near,
	Yeah-ee, your worries are all over,
	The shades of night are falling but now we’re in the clear

	We’ve gone and made it to higher ground, we’ve gone and made it to higher ground,
	We’re doing just fine on the mountain’s spine, oh yeah,
	Take your time and look around, take your time and look around,
	We’ve been going for hours and this moment is ours, oh yeah


3) Dashing Through The Fields

Dancing For The Sake Of It

V1)	Welcome in monsieur, come along, step right this way,
	You’ve come at such a wonderful time because the dance is underway,
	It’s your blooming birthday? Well, bon anniversaire!
Get down upon the floor and strut your funky stuff without a care
(You’ll find your feet at the end of your legs. Now use them!)

We’re dancing, we’re dancing, nothing to answer for,
Luh lie luh lie luh lie luh lie, luh lie luh lie luh lie,
There’s room upon the ceiling if there’s no room on the floor,
Lie lie lie lie, la luh lie luh lie

V2)	A hundred hearts all hammering with twice as many feet,
	Engaging in a ritual that never will be obsolete,
	The captain of the guard, never seen without his gun,
	Is getting up off of his chair and standing to atten-shun!
	(You’re gonna be outdone by a man with a broom up his arse? Come on!)

	We’re dancing, we’re dancing, with one hand waving free
Luh lie luh lie luh lie luh lie, luh lie luh lie luh lie,
Like snow white gulls that soar above the Mediterranean sea,
Lie lie lie lie, la luh lie luh lie

	Let go of all your mental blocks, let go of all your senses,
	Because we dance like there’s no future and no consequences,
	It’s a dance of life and death and lives are on the line,
	Like rows of pretty flowers on the matrimony vine

	Solo

	Let go of all your mental blocks, let go of all your senses,
	And let go of your alibi’s and all your false pretences,
	Propelled along until our very souls begin to ache,
	A story told through movement that is never ever fake

V3)	The rhythm takes a hold of us and drags us through the mud,
	With spittle running down each face and all our shoes are filled with blood,
	Give in to all the contagiousness and ride upon the wave,
	We dance out of our mother’s womb and then we dance into our grave
	(COME ONE MAN, CONVINCE ME YOU STILL GOTTA PULSE IN YA!)

We’re dancing, we’re dancing, through chorus, verse and refrain
Luh lie luh lie luh lie luh lie, luh lie luh lie luh lie,
And no one sleeps until the sun comes risign up again,
Lie lie lie lie, la luh lie luh lie


2) Dancing For The Sake Of It

The All-Knowing Scarecrow

V1)	Time has told us to tend to the fields,
	Down the mountain side,
	And to the fruit bearing trees, whose mighty roots grow,
	Deep and wide

	Chorus	Anchored to the earth by an old apron string,
			With total awareness of everything,
			Though he appears blustered when he’s blown to and fro,
			The world’s in his head, he’s the all-knowing scarecrow

V2)	One fine day, he can see migrating birds,
	Leaving one by one,
	And, on another, he’ll see the valleys,
	Where the rivers run

	Chorus

	Middle 8		Drenched in the rainfall and weaving in the breeze,
				Then gazing to the sky as the sun shines through the trees,
				Like a zoetrope lantern, he’s always kept abreast,
				For all of the empire goes through his hollow chest,
				From Summer to Autumn to Winter to Spring,
				From Argentina to Beijing

	Chorus


1) The All-Knowing Scarecrow

A guitar instrumental of 'Carol Of The Bells'

Carol Of The Bells

Good morning, good night and good afternoon. I am Will Machine. I write, arrange, record and mix all my own music. I am a multi-instrumentalist (although I am first and foremost a guitarist) including the bass, drums, piano (and there for the keyboard), ukulele, mandolin, banjo, bouzouki and tenor guitar. I'm also trying to learn the accordion.
My favorite bands of all time are Nirvana, The Beatles, Tom Waits and The White Stripes, however there are other bands I frequent when the mood takes me. I like Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, Jimi Hendrix, early Metallica (including S&M) and System Of A Down when I feel like exercising my guitar chops. I like Frank Zappa, Queen, Kate Bush and Syd Barratt (including his time in Pink Floyd) for when I'm feeling like harnessing the power of eccentricity. I like Joy Division, Simon And Garfunkel and Nick Drake when it's raining and I want to be introspective. I like Steeleye Span and Leadbelly when I'm feeling like a good ole folk ballad or field holler. Basically put, I like all sorts of bands and artists.

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