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The Simpletons first full length album.

NICE
(Gelagin/Meldrum)

Nice to be home but you cant make love to a town
Nice to be alone, Nice to be in a crowd
Nice to pretend we dont know too much
All of us in part-time love
Full time lust

Nice to recognises our weaknesses
Nice to disguise this fear of death
Nice to be back in my own bed
Nice to be home, Nice to leave again

I woke up hours ago but
Im yet to open my eyes
And I dont want to

Its nice to reinvent
Nice to be whole
Nice to be halved again

Would be nice to feel unique
Would be nice to feel immune
Would be nice
Wouldnt be me wouldnt be you

Nice house nice street
Nice car but vegetation dont grow in this yard
Not too nice to be alone in bed
Cause I cant kiss the back of my neck

TALL POPPIES
(Meldrum/Gelagin)

We will mock your verse
Well give the wooden spoon to the person who came first
You heat me up, you suss me out, you hold my hand
But its cold as a half night stand
As fulfilling as a tribute band

Your laughter sounds canned
(Go to the store and buy the seed)
Its as common as thumbs on hands
(Plant the seed somewhere sunny)
Dont talk to me
I think Im gunna burst
(Chop down plant with blunt machete)
Better give that wooden spoon to the person who came third

PENSIONER PARTY
(Gelagin)
from Matter

As if a pensioner party would
Ever go on past eight
As if a backbencher
Would ever venture
Across the floor
What if a man with vision
Helped a blind dog
to cross the road
And the same dog didn't
Sit up and beg he just
bit you on th eleg
would you want to explode?
It's getting on
And they know it can't be long
Still the pensioners party on
An open mind
Can be hard to find
At a KKK rally
At a university
Looks like a pensioner party

QUARTERBACK SACK
(Gelagin)

I can't find Max and the Chief
I cant find the house where Harpo lived
I cant find the spirit of Hair
And I dont see an Indian anywhere (except on F-Troop)
Run red

Chucky and Holly eating Wieners and coffee
Discussing the problems of the world
But their world does not extend
Beyond the county line
Does not exist outside prime time

Willard Scott - a weatherman he is not
Bryant Gumble made a fumble on the play
Like a quarterback sack

The most annoying four letters in the world
Make my pain complete
Ooh I shudder Ooh I shiver
When I hear that word - Neat - Neato

You never see a beggar on Beverley Hills
But if you are poor and sick
You can afford to stay ill
So many hungry people I have never seen
It looks like Times Square on Halloween

So spin your cap around
Put on a sweater
Tiptoe along the sidewalk
Dodge all the beggars

Two down and nine
Three down and goal
Two starved at night
Three died from cold (Brrrr!)
Not Not Not Not
Nyet Nyet Nyet Nyet (Nyeto)