Cantatonia

Everything is beautiful And nothing hurts You at all You at all Everything is beautiful And nothing hurts In your world In your world Words plain with lullaby refrain So sweet sleep Enjoy the time you...

If all you've got to do today is find peace of mind Come round, you can take a piece of mine And if all you've got to do today is hesitate Come here, you can leave it late with me You could be taking...

The sun is shining We should be making hay But we're dead from the waist down Like in Californ-i-a Victory is empty There are lessons in defeat But we're dead from the waist down We are sleeping on...

I'm sorry you couldn't make it You could have seen him So weathered and dated He was a Johnny Come Lately And I know that you would hate it If you'd seen his botanical leanings First prize exhibit and...

Lost cat in Arthur Street, black and white If you go, I'll come without a fight I'm sick of hearing damning words of you Come cursing through my head And I'm too proud to sit here Chasing time,...

I'd be your Baba Papa I'd be your Baba Papa If you'd be a Baba Papa to me I'd be your table and chair Philippe Starck or Bill Umblair If you'd be a Baba Papa to me And I'd be your angel Ride you until...

(All right then, you think you're some bad girl, you just wait till someone else gets hold of you and beats the living daylights out of you) I put horse's heads in peoples beds Cause I am the mob When...

I'd rather be liberated I find myself captivated Stop doing what you Keep doing it too I'd rather stay bold and lonely I dream I'm your one and only Stop doing what you Keep doing it too Things are...

London never sleeps It just sucks... ...the life out of me And the money from my pocket London always creeps Showbiz hugs... ...the life out of me Have some dignity, honey Oh, Euston, Paddington Train...