Well, I'm rumblin' in this JCB I'm 5 years old and my dad's a giant sitting beside me And the engine rattles my bum like berserk While we're singin, "don't forget your shovel if you want to go to work!" My dad's probably had a bloody hard day But he's been good fun and bubblin' and jokin' away And the procession of cars stuck behind Are gettin' all impatient and angry, but we don't mind An' we're holdin' up the bypass Woah Me and my dad havin' a top laugh Oh-woah I'm sittin' on the toolbox Woah And I'm so glad I'm not in school, boss So glad I'm not in school Oh no And we pull over to let cars past And pull off again, speedin' by the summer green grass And we're like giants up here in our big yellow digga Like zoids, or transformers, or maybe even bigga And I wanna transform into a Tyrannosaurus Rex And eat up all the bullies and the teachers and their pets And I'll tell all my mates that my dad's B.A. Bahraccus Only with a JCB and Bruce Lee's nunchuckas An' we're holdin' up the bypass Woah Me and my dad havin' a top laugh Oh-woah I'm sittin' on the toolbox Oh And I'm so glad I'm not in school, boss So glad I'm not in school An' we're holdin' up the bypass Woah Me and my dad havin' a top laugh Oh-woah I'm sittin' on the toolbox Oh And I'm so glad I'm not in school, boss So glad I'm not in school Said I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his JCB I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his JCB I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his JCB I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round An' we're holdin' up the bypass Woah Me and my dad havin' a top laugh Oh-woah And I'm sittin' on the toolbox Oh-oh And I'm so glad I'm not in school, boss So glad I'm not in school I said I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his JCB I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his Aw, I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his JCB I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his JCB

Well, I'm rumblin' in this JCB I'm 5 years old and my dad's a giant sitting beside me And the engine rattles my bum like berserk While we're singin, "don't forget your shovel if you want to go to work!" My dad's probably had a bloody hard day But he's been good fun and bubblin' and jokin' away And the procession of cars stuck behind Are gettin' all impatient and angry, but we don't mind An' we're holdin' up the bypass Woah Me and my dad havin' a top laugh Oh-woah I'm sittin' on the toolbox Woah And I'm so glad I'm not in school, boss So glad I'm not in school Oh no And we pull over to let cars past And pull off again, speedin' by the summer green grass And we're like giants up here in our big yellow digga Like zoids, or transformers, or maybe even bigga And I wanna transform into a Tyrannosaurus Rex And eat up all the bullies and the teachers and their pets And I'll tell all my mates that my dad's B.A. Bahraccus Only with a JCB and Bruce Lee's nunchuckas An' we're holdin' up the bypass Woah Me and my dad havin' a top laugh Oh-woah I'm sittin' on the toolbox Oh And I'm so glad I'm not in school, boss So glad I'm not in school An' we're holdin' up the bypass Woah Me and my dad havin' a top laugh Oh-woah I'm sittin' on the toolbox Oh And I'm so glad I'm not in school, boss So glad I'm not in school Said I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his JCB I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his JCB I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his JCB I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round An' we're holdin' up the bypass Woah Me and my dad havin' a top laugh Oh-woah And I'm sittin' on the toolbox Oh-oh And I'm so glad I'm not in school, boss So glad I'm not in school I said I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his JCB I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his Aw, I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his JCB I'm Luke, I'm five, and my dad's Bruce Lee Drives me round in his JCB

And so your love sits down next to you, And her body is cold and her lips are blue, And this is our feeling that she was always warm to you, She the one you're always singing to. Oh, wash away, wash away, The sound of all these sad days, The sound of the wind blowing and, Say we'll be here always and, This is all I'm hopin' for, When she left she didn't close the door. And you're a fool to wait, For your lucky break, Ah, all that talkin' right, Without your hands on life and now, Oh yea they say he's high. But it's time to move now, Come on and, Wash away wash away, The sound of all these sad days, The sound of not knowing, Say we'll be here always and, This is all I'm hopin' for, When she left she didn't close the door. Oh, and sister you were never this before, Oh your eyes are red, And your hands are so sore, And you and me once washed away the pain, But now we're so long distance in, So many callways. Wash away, wash away, The sound of all these sad days, The sound of the wind blowing and, Say you'll be here always and, This is all I'm hopin' for, But it's what I'm waiting for. [Guitar Solo] And on any day like today I can say I, Wanna be in Galway I, Wanna be in '97 I, Wanna wash away, All these things crowd at my door. And I - wanna be in the river I, Wanna be in the sea. Wash away, wash away, The sound of all these sad days, The sound of the wind blowing and, Say we'll be here, Wash away, wash away, The sound of all these sad days, The sound of the wind blowing and, Say we'll be here, Wash away, wash away, The sound of all these sad days, The sound of the wind blowing and, Say we'll be here always, Wash away, wash away, The sound of all these sad days, The sound of the wind blowing and, Say we'll be here always.

She draws my very depths for me In moments of astounding ecstasy Why would I stop her getting next to me I just love her whole heart, there's sex in me woah My love is collecting me Fields of roses and kissing me openly She's god, she's accepting me The whole field, late june, getting wet for me woah I love what she sweats for me Laughing as we melt in infinity Perfect elegant boobs like a da vinci I can't wait 'till she shows me her blackberry Turn out the lights, switch off the telly We're making love extraordinary Switch off our phones, roll closer to me We can make life extraordinary Turn out the lights, switch off the telly We're making love extraordinary Switch off our phones, roll closer to me We can make life, we can make life God knows, but she gets to me I'm colonel mustard with a... Laughter and laughter, no destiny ... You know I'm just glad to be singing Because yesterday I was as blue as George Galloway investing in The false hope of my ego I'm not nesting in My heart's festivity, this song that you're giving me In a light will set you free from false captivity Wake up your heart to being, a voice that is singing What you and me could be in love Turn out the lights, switch off the telly We're making love extraordinary Switch off our phones, roll closer to me We can make life extraordinary Turn out the lights, switch off the telly We're making love extraordinary Switch off our phones, roll closer to me We can make life extraordinary You and me can open up our hearts Just by being by ourselves my love Hey oww And you and me can overcome the pain Just by feeling... tonight Turn out the lights, switch off the telly We're making love extraordinary Switch off our phones, roll closer to me We can make life extraordinary Turn out the lights, switch off the telly We're making love extraordinary Switch off our phones, roll closer to me We can make life, we can make life extraordinary

Oh well faith is my brand new story Its been a long fight, my heart went right out, oh won't bore you any more Love wasn't my feeling, my type or my kind Now being good to you is all that's on my mind And if we make it then we'll be just fine Maybe you'll be yours and i'll be mine There's always mischief, oh you know the devil's always prying, Now being good to you is all that's on my mind Down Yes your mind gets like a villain, make you splinter Sing your heart off walking through some long Russian winter Crying at the sad stories in the paper and on the news Then i gather up the scattered blessings To bring them back to you. And if we make it then we'll be just fine Be the first i've known in a long, long time. Told my sad story to anyone who'd listen, Now i'm in your heart, talking like Ian Dury, I'll be blissin Praise be the hands that brought this to work now Turn it on, switch me on You took my hand, yes that came first Turn it on, switch it on I'm full of song, unrehearsed Go on and turn it up, turn it on, turn it over Praise be the hands that brought this to work now Turn it on, switch it on. Sing a song that's true Bring it back to you, Just sing a song it's true Bring it back to you Sing a song, it's you, bring it back to you Lets sing a song that's true

They go deep With their love and fear They go deep And never disappear If you rub yourself for long enough You'll get down to their code of emotion Straight to your heart Sweet darlin' Straight to your heart You've gotta love and forgive Or you can't breathe You've got to search and be with Or you can't breathe I got something to give Before I leave That I could never rub out [Musical Interlude] I'm smothered in Memories, and you are too What is given back We can't unglue All this sticks to me Some days sweet like honey Some days tart like marmite Sticks to your heart Sweet darlin' Straight to your heart You've gotta love and forgive Or you can't breathe You've got to search and be with Or you can't breathe I got something to give Before I leave That I could never rub out The craft, the craft Of laughs and searching The path, the path Of always searching All from the heart All from the need All from the love All from the bleed The craft, the craft Of laughs and searching Right from the, right from the heart All from the need All from the love All from the bleed I tell you this old heart is covered in glue And I could never rub out or forget you I tell you this old heart is covered in glue And I could never rub out or forget you You've gotta love and forgive Or you can't breathe You've got to search and be with Or you can't breathe I got something to give Before I leave That I could never rub out