Getting Along (lyrics and music: Joy Yates)

Time to get along.
Don't you look back..don't you look back
it's time to move on..........time to move on
better get back .....better get back is
time to be
getting along
Forget about yesterday's broken promises
try to realize what went down
and leave it behind
forget about everyday social crisis
get out of town and put it out...put it out of your mind
don't you see that the man out there
he's gonna stay where he's at
and that is just a fact
He don't..he don't care about you
oh that man
he's gonna stay with just that.
Nothing you can do about that

Forget about yesterday's broken promises
try to realize what went down
and leave it behind
forget about everyday social crisis
get out of town and put it out ..put it out of your mind
don't you see that the man out there
he's gonna stay where he's at
and that is just a fact
He don't...he don't care about you
oh that man
he's gonna stay with just that
Nothing you can do about that
Getting along.

Waiting Till The Day I Die (lyrics and music: Timothy Kraemer - Brian Holloway)

I don’t know which way to turn my head
That’s for you to decide
I don’t think that I can make my bed
Get up, make your bed
I can’t get up, I’m going down
The records playing and I’m going round and round
Going down
Waiting till the day I die 

Can’t decide if I should turn a new leaf
That’s you turning inside
Find that sleeping there is sweet relief
Wake up, you sleepy head
The room is cold, and I’m all alone
The curtain’s drawn
And the night is coming to a close
The sun is rising
But it never seems to shine no more 

We’re not eating, we’re not sleeping
Waiting till the day that I die
We’re not eating, we’re not sleeping
Waiting till the day that I die
We’re not eating, we’re not sleeping
Waiting till the day that I die
We’re not eating, we’re not sleeping
Waiting till the day that I die

You’re going down down down you’re going
(Repeat 7x)
Going down
Going down
Going down 

Can’t decide if you should turn a new leaf
That’s for me to decide
You maybe thinking ‘bout the life you lead
Get up, I’ve made my bed…
and I can’t get up, I’m going down
The records playing and I’m going round and round
Going down
Waiting till the day I die

The Decision (lyrics and music: Brian Holloway)

If the moon cracked in the night
And my eyes gave out no light,
Oh, I wonder, would you still,
Could you still,
Would you still touch me,
Touch me.

If I lost all my money
And all I had to spend was myself,
Would you think it sad or funny
Looking this way,
Would you still love me,
Love me.

If the moon cracked in the sky
And the time was the time to die,
Would you trembled, would you cry
Will you lie here,
Would you still love me,
Love me.

If the moon cracked in the sky
If the moon cracked in the sky
If the moon cracked in the sky
If the moon cracked in the sky…

The Cloister (lyrics and music: Raymond Vincent - Bruno Libert - Glenn Shorrock)

Beware when you’re on your way back home,
Look out, you might get in a riot,
Move on, ‘cause even if you don’t go right,
Maybe one day someone takes you from behind.
Many people live to hide behind dividing lines,
It’s two for two and five for five to all who are blind,
Did you see the morning papers, do you know the score,
Would you like to make an estimate how many more.

Somebody said the war is over,
Don’t believe, it’s only rumors,
Somebody said the war is over,
Don’t believe, it’s only rumors,
Somebody said the war is over
Somebody said the war is over
Somebody said the war is over,
Don’t believe, it’s only rumors.

Tears burning in my mindless eyes
Watching for the day of human rights,
Feel, it’s the new law of the land
When love is ruled insane and children are defied,
Many people live to hide behind dividing lines,
It’s two for two and five for five to all who are blind,
Did you see the morning papers, do you know the score,
Would you like to make an estimate how many more.

Somebody said the war is over,
Don’t believe, it’s only rumors,
Somebody said the war is over,
Don’t believe, it’s only rumors,
Somebody said the war is over
Somebody said the war is over
Somebody said the war is over,
Don’t believe, it’s only rumors.

Emma (lyrics and music: Glenn Shorrock)

Oh pretty Emma you sweet pretender,
why don't you stay around.
what's your dilemma won't you please tell me Emma,
I don't wanna lay you down,
sometimes it's hard to bend,
turn around you better start all over again.

Don't get excited you'll be invited,
wait for the wheel to turn,
don't be impatient you'll get liberated,
everybody's got to learn,
you have got to make a contribution,
then you can start to draw your own conclusion.
(Please tell me Emma)
(Please tell me Emma)
(Please tell me Emma)
(Please tell me Emma)

Emma - you'd better start relating.

Oh pretty Emma you sweet pretender,
why don't you stay around,
what's your dilemma won't you please tell me Emma,
I don't wanna lay you down,
sometimes it's hard to bend,
turn around you'd better start all over again.
(Please tell me Emma)
(Please tell me Emma)
(Please tell me Emma)
(Please tell me Emma)

Emma, I'm still waiting.

In Search Of A Dream (lyrics and music: Joy Yates) Man In Search Of A Dream is in fact the correct title for this song

He is a man in search of a dream
of a world where freedom and love
are not just words to use and abuse
He is a man in search of a dream
of a place we're all thinking love
where dignity is part of us and you
onto loose onto loose
find that dream specially
and we'll help you make it grow and grow and grow
oh you better make it strong
my special man
everybody's children need it so don't you know
everybody's children need it so...need it so

He is a man in search of a dream
of a world where hills can be seen
not hidden by a man's foul creations
He is a man in search of a dream
of a place where trees are still green
where beauty reigns
and true has come back shown, has come back shown, has come back shown
come back here
my special man
and we'll help you make it grow and grow and grow
oh you better make it strong
my special man
everybody's children need it so don't you know
everybody's children need it so...need it on

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