Turn the heater on to dress Kneeling down beside it It’s pre-gig paralysis I just have to fight it Grab the old performing clothes Skies outside are darkenin’ Earrings from a window-sill By a Grey Lynn garden Sometimes it seems everything is slippin’ away And that I can’t win, no I just can’t win And they say “you should be a star in Las Vegas” But tonight I’m sleepin’ in Grey Lynn Do a hurried make-up job In the Hillman Hunter Stroll around the restaurant Embarrass all the punters Watch the meat and pasta pass Kiwis a la carting With Italian songs rehearsed In a Grey Lynn garden For a hundred lousy bucks Gee it was a bummer Cold and tired and homeward bound In the Hillman Hunter Drifting off then up I jump Cursing in my cardigan I forgot it’s rubbish night For the Grey Lynn gardens Sometimes all my life just seems Stumbled through in blindness Sill I’d like to thank my friends For their lovin’ kindness Hardest is to love youself And yourself to pardon When the greyest dawn comes up In a Grey Lynn garden

At the beach, at the beach etc And Auntie Birdie Uncle Bob and Valerie and Tony Heather too And Auntie Dorrie Uncle Ken and Pamela Bay and Claire were there At the beach And naturally there was Mum and Dad and Bruce and me and Beverley At the beach by the sea In our tents en famille With a stretcher for you and a lilo for me And a primus to cook with and fresh fish for tea Oo-oo-ooh what a lovely time we had Oh the sparkling of the water And the burning of the sand And the glistening of the seashells As I held them in my hand And the tall pohutukawas Were full of crimson flowers And happiness was easy to reach With the family at the beach ( Spoken: “Now what did we use to do there?_… I remember”) Now Uncle Stan would often go out fishing Sometimes one or two of us went with him At the beach On rainy days we played a game of cards Or played the ukelele Or some of us would go exploring Clambering and climbing round the rocks To the next beach Examining the little pools for sea anemones And other tiny sea life At the beach on the sand Arm in arm hand in hand And the redheads got burnt and the others got tanned And the pleasure was endless and nothing was planned Oo-oo-ooh what a lovely time we had Oh the sparkling of the water And the burning of the sand And the glistening of the seashells As I held them in my hand And the tall pohutukawas Were full of crimson flowers And happiness was easy to reach With the family at the beach (Spoken : “And one particular Xmas holiday we went camping on the East Coast at a place called Te Kaha”) And no-one else at all was camping there that year And so we had it to ourselves Just like a private beach Though sometimes Maori locals came a galloping their horses down the beach And stopped to say hello And once a week we went to see a movie at the local hall which had an old projector At the beach And laughed because the sound was so distorted But it didn’t really seem to matter And my sister and me Sang in close harmony And were judged second best At the local talent quest And we all had a ball In the Te Kaha hall Oo-oo-ooh what a lovely time we had Oh the sparkling of the water And the burning of the sand And the glistening of the seashells As I held them in my hand And the tall pohutukawas Were full of crimson flowers And happiness was easy to reach With the family at the beach (Coda,Spoken: “There was Uncle Stan and Auntie Betty, Colin, Barry, Auntie May and Uncle Roy and Auntie Birdie Uncle Bob and Valerie and Tony Heather too and Auntie Dorrie Uncle Ken and Pamela Bay and Claire were there and naturally there was Mum and Dad and Bruce and me and Beverley…”)

Said the Great South Land To the Land of the Long White Cloud “Let’s get together I hear the weather Will be fine today” Said the Land of the Long White Cloud To the Great South Land “Since you are offering The pleasure of Your company Then I’ll agree” Chorus: And playing in the Tasman Sea How happy we will be Or sailing on a blue-green sea The way it used to be Just you and me You and me Said the Great South Land To the Land of the Long White Cloud You’re like a jewel I’m sure we two’ll Make a lovely pair” Said the Land of the Long White Cloud To the Great South Land “Then come and fondle me And in your arms So strong and fine I’ll gleam and shine” Bridge: And the winds will carry us away And the gods will marry us today Through saffron sunsets we will sail And the mists will be your bridal veil Said the Great South Land To the Land of the Long White Cloud “Let’s stay together I wonder whether They will notice it” Said the Land of the Long White Cloud To the Great South Land “No, we must lie apart But in a mere Millenium Again you’ll come” Coda And in the jasmine Tasman sea How happy we will be Or sailing on a blue-green sea The way it used to be How happy we will be Just you and me You and me

Looking for Another Pure Love (S. Wonder) Never pain or pain or sorrow came before me in my life I had no problem Never a problem in my life Never a worry on my mind All my days before today were happy and secure Until your phone-call You were telling me Goodbye CHORUS And I’m looking for another love I’m looking for another pure love In my life Thing you cherish most in your life Can be taken if they’re left neglected Leaving a problem in your life

1.Edith et moi, matin et soir Sang in the street sur le trottoir I did the spiel as the crowd turned away While she chased after them with her beret Edith et moi, encore une fois Fashionable squares, grands boulevards Feeling like freaks on the wrong side of town Edie the midget and Flossie the clown Oh but someday we’ll fly Edith ‘Cause it’s what you and I needeth To the sweet bye and bye Where the true Champs-Elysés lie Heavenly meadows of ease Where we’ll drift with the breeze Serenading the birds in the trees Edith et moi 2.Edith et moi, pleines de cafard Sat by the gutter, smoked a gauloise Sang with our hearts in the trendy bistro One patron hated it, we had to go Edith et moi, petits clochards Dreamed of champagne and caviar Through the shop window we eyed the warm dress i was so skinny but Edith weighed less 3.Edith et moi, la rue Mouffetard Ate some baguette des petits pois Squeezing up close to sleep sans couverture Under the bridges of Paris with her Edith et moi trudged very far Seeking some comfort n’importe quoi All of our energy drained to the dregs Runs in our stockings and on our last legs 4.Edith et moi, sloshed in the bar L’accordéoniste played a java Sang in the barracks of soldiering men Tough legionaries qui ne regrettent rien Edith et moi, Porte des Lilas Sang to the winos under the stars Hearing them mutter “they’re ugly as sin” Ah but we’re beautiful, ugly but beautiful Each time we sing! DESCANT: Nous autres chanteuses Serons heureuses Allons jouer Aux Champs-Elysées les vrais Auprès du bonheur Sous un ciel bleu Toutes les deux Pleines de joie Edith et moi

My Legionnaire (English words by Lorkin) 1. I looked into his eyes so blue And saw the steel that flashed there too Like the storms that cross the sky in summer And tattoos danced upon this man That I could scarcely understand Upon his neck “UNSEEN UNTAKEN” Big letters on his heart “NO-ONE” On his right arm one word “REASON” CHORUS I didn’t even know his name But how I loved him all the same My legionnaire The skies of Paris seemed to flame And bright mirages of desert stars shone everywhere He was so handsome and so slim The taste of sand upon his limbs My legionnaire Above his forehead brown and bare The desert sun still danced and dazzled in his hair 2. Those magic hours are past and gone But still the memory lingers on And strong desire for him fills my body And through the tears the thought will start That when I lay upon his heart I should have shouted out “I love you!” But I was silent all the while I feared to see his mocking smile 3.The desert took away my man They found him lying on the sand Across the evening sky clouds were passing And as his life drained crimson red He showed them his tattoos and said Pointing to his neck “Unseen, untaken” Then to his heart “There’s no-one still” He never knew … he never will LAST CHORUS And yet I’d dreamed that destiny Would bring my wild legionnary back to me And we would travel hand in hand To some far-distant bright and luminescent land He was so handsome and so slim They heaped the sand upon his limbs My legionnaire Above his forehead cold and bare The desert sun still danced and dazzled in his hair

Ancient pipes are callin' me To a place I long to be Ancient pipes are callin' me And I must follow after 1. I saw the piper on the hill And all around the air was still My heart was dancin' with the lilt How could I ignore him? And first he played a merry fling It made me want to laugh and sing And then he played the saddest thing That set my heart to weepin' Chorus: Ancient pipes Sorrowin' and laughin' Ancient pipes are callin' me And I must follow after 2. I saw the ghosts of clansmen bold In plaid of red and green and gold And braw the sight was to behold  Their colours and their bearin' And through the glen the phantoms passed The piper called them to the last And they were gone to battle's blast And some for not returnin' 3. And when the mist had closed around The mountains wore a silver shroud But still I heard his bonny sound A-pullin' me to follow The spell was laid upon me then To follow over hill and glen And though he ne'er come back again My heart still hears the piper Ancient pipes are callin' me To a place I long to be Ancient pipes are callin' me And I must follow after (Note: last two lines can become a round)

The Vikings are striking and oh so incredibly fey You stroll down to Tivoli whistling your frivolous way It’s all so enchanting a fairy-tale look Pagodas and fountains cut out of a book Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah You sit in a beer-garden watching the ladies go by In light summer dresses a mischievous gleam in their eye The beautiful waitress who brought you your grog She looked like a princess you felt like her frog Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah You wish she would kiss you so you could turn into her prince You didn’t know love could be like this CHORUS Oh the ladies of Copenhagen Are like flowers in a northern garden With eyes that are shining and long gleaming hair With lithe golden limbs and complexions so clear They are all that is fine and charming Oh the ladies of Copenhagen Without even a beg your pardon Will steal your heart away so fast In the time that it takes just to fill up your glass It’s a feeling that’s quite enchanting So drink up your beer and never think twice Incredibly, edibly, nordically naughty and nice into the bargain Are the ladies of Copenhagen And way down in Nyhavn the craziest street you could find The snow may be snowing but people are steaming inside With Eskimo hookers and live bands to play And sailors are drinking away all their pay Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah A red-headed prostitute belches and scratches her neck She’s dressed all in black with a face that’s right out of Lautrec A drunk Swedish seaman has asked her to dance They grope for the dance floor he’s feeling her ass Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah They lurch and the fall as she gives him a passionate kiss He didn’t know love could be like this The sweet city sky-line is dotted with peppermint green With domes made of copper the prettiest ones you have seen And houses of marzipan line the canals Like middle-aged matrons who wear their age well Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah You walk to the harbour and watch all the ships coming in From stout sturdy barges to cruise-ships all slender and trim The mermaid from Hans Christian Anderson’s tale Is sculpted perfection in miniature scale Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah-pah Oom-pah You dream of embracing a girl who turns into a fish You didn’t know love could be like this

v.1 Sittin' on the stoop with Dawn And she's smokin' cigarillos Sittin' on the stoop with Dawn And she's using her rucksack as a pillow Rocky's passin' in the street Stops to say "Hi gals, ain't it be-yoo-tee-ful weather!" Hangin' on the stoop together me and Dawn Talkin' 'bout life and love and songs and shows And scripts and things and our careers And men And makin' it in New York City CHORUS Never give up never give up Never never never give up never give up Never never never give up girl v.2 Sittin’ on the stoop with Dawn Two Southern girls in the city Getting' all the scoop from Dawn How come she's so wise and warm and pretty Al comes out the basement door And he's fixed the boiler and Mrs.Simmon's feeling better Hangin' on the stoop together me and Dawn Talkin' 'bout life and love and songs and shows And scripts and things and our careers And men And makin' it in New York City v.3 Sittin' on the stoop with Dawn Noticing the year grow older Sittin' on the stoop with Dawn And how her warm green loden coat enfolds her People walkin' with their dogs And down by the West Side highway the sky is gettin' redder Hangin' on the stoop together me and Dawn Talkin' 'bout life and love and songs and shows And scripts and things and our careers And men And makin' it in New York City

I got my green card today! Well it isn't exactly green More like a whitish cream And covered with some cherry-coloured squiggles Seismographic squiggles Rosy little wiggles I'm glad I got it Ok Well, I wasn't exactly blue More like a bit subdued With lots of other things to make me happy Yes, you made me happy Now my step is snappier Because the postman brought my green card today Which means that I get to stay With you in America And do with you the green card cha cha cha I got my green card today! The letterings blue and black With touches of red in back And coded numbers adding to the mystery Bureaucratic mystery Maybe it's my history they've got my finger-print framed And the photograph isn't great I need to put on some weight But I guess I'll only show it to officials Smiling at officials Hey I got a wish fulfilled Because the postman brought my green card today Which means that I get to stay With you in America And do with you the green card cha cha cha I got my green card today! I'm a "resident alien" So glad they could take me in It sounds as though I'm from another planet From a distant planet My spaceship has just landed i'll cook some greens up today A broccoli - spinach pie With a glass of green ginger wine In celebration of my non-deporting A toast to non-deporting Now I have a sporting chance Because the postman brought my green card today Which means that I get to stay With you in America And do with you the green card cha cha cha With you in America And do with you the green card cha cha cha ( simile) With you in America And do with you the green card cha cha cha I got my green card today Cha cha cha

A brownstone on a tree-lined street Can make a city life seem sweet And I the wandering troubadour Was tenant of the parlour floor For five good years and more And the carved wooden stairs Had seen ninety years The kitchen was so very thin That only one could cook therein The bathroom was fantastic black With antique tub and tile intact Wish I could have it back I could have it back And I loved my apartment That's where my heart went (Chorus) And the cold cold landlord Took it away And I'm sad sad sad So sad every day The living-room was Wedgwood blue And jungle green the house-plants grew With wooden shutters for the night And lofty ceiling painted white An Upper West Side height And that old New York marvel A fire-place with marble And at the piano I would croon The rubber tree enjoyed a tune And now and then I held a salon Punch concocted by the gallon For the talented All the talented And I loved my apartment That's where my heart went (chorus) And Mike had brushed the bedroom pink But not the pink that you would think And in my boudoir terra-cotta I could lie in bed and potter Think a lotta things And on a quilt of white satin Lovers were Latin And sunlight shafted through the leaves Of old and tough Manhattan trees And squirrels raced the window-sill And in the morning birds would trill Wish I could hear them still I could hear them still And I loved my apartment That's where my heart went

I sang for the king my bracelets were ivory Of lapis and gold my head-dress shone brightly I sang to exalt the boy they were crowning The rings of a pharoah on Tutankhamun’s hand They place on his head the cap and the mitre They place in his hand the sceptres of power I lifter my voice in praise of the hour For I was the singer in Tutankhamun’s band Sing me songs of a different time Sing me songs with a different rhyme I sang for the kine my rings were of jasper Of Nubian gold and white alabaster i sang to exalt the spread of his kingdom The sway and extension of Tutankhamun’s land We sailed down the Nile in nine royal barges Past temples and shrines past flowering papyrus I lifter my voice in praise of Osiris For I was the singer in Tutankhamun’s band Sing me songs of a different time Sing me songs with a different rhyme I sang for the king my beads were of onyx My belt was of gold his name wrought upon it I sang to lament the hour of his passing And how he was taken before he was a man They readied his corpse for rites of embalming With ointments and oils and linen for binding And when I shall die my corpse shall lie by him For I was the singer in Tutankhamun’s band Sing me songs of a different time Sing me songs with a different rhyme