Rhyme and reason Reason and rhyme We asked the old man “What is the time?” The time he said “I do not know. The clock stopped working some time ago” “
say my legs they’re wearing baggy pants I like to move around cos getting down and jumping up these are some good things that I found Aeehhhiiiaaaaa boom shak the empire
The weekend is the weekend And it’s sunny in the park I’ll stay here with my beer and fish and chips till it gets dark I’ve got a lot of homework But
Sol y Sombra aeh Mama Ollie’s cha cha Singing eah eah eah Sol y Sombra aeh Papa Kanela Oh eah eah
If frisy hair was a metaphor for festival time then this woman is a goddess of that festival shrine, met her - at a jam in that garden of sorts I must
I’ve got the clouds on a string That I pull with my little finger elegantly What is this oh what’s this music on the breeze It sounds like all my holidays
I’ve done too much of some things And not enough of others Just like all life lovers I’ve changed and changed and changed and changed From one thing to
CHORUS It wasn’t hard… To get the party started (harry’s verse) Chillin at the club Pimpin with my money (Well actually, my parties are more like) Chillin
never ends’ Morning is one thousand dreams away and our expedition telling us to stay so stay we will we’ve got that gypsy lady perched upon our bow and the empire
Do you ever look around turn your ear to the ground show your face to the sky on a night when the skies echoe sounds from inside of your mind on the stage
I used to cry but now I have to laugh because she’s got that torment to a fine art smart like a foxy and craf-ty-as-a-cat i’m looking up as i’m lying
I’ve got a key And a piece of paper in my pocket deep In my pocket piece of paper and a key as I wander through the street War is there a war or is there
Parking Inspector - just made my list of one thousand one thousand and one but ah Parking Inspector… Went to my friends when I found a fine beat cos
it right here Cause we're rhyming for a reason We plan 'cause we can And we we didn't ask for permission And we enter with a bang And the empire saying
Song and melodies change and change and sway but they still stay the same the songs that we sung when the dark days come are the songs that we sung when
And for all of the sweet loving that I have received in the sun in the rain by the moon by the sea there is one time that I’m thinking of one time where
my mind has gone my mind forgot the colour of direction and my eyes they see the hands that could have built that could have constructed the empire in my mind the empire
Lord unchain my hands let me sing inside the crowded trams let me dance among the traffic jams we're going to sleep on the St Kilda sands Lord unbind
