MEMORIES
Early Machine
Volume One
Volume Two
Third

Love Makes Sweet Music
Feelin' Reelin' Squealin'
That's How Much I Need You Now

I Should've Known
Jet-Propelled Photograph
When I Don't Want You
Memories
You Don't Remember
She's Gone

She's Gone (version)
I'd Rather Be With You
Clarence In Wonderland
We Know What You Mean

Hope For Happiness
Why Am I So Short?
A Certain Kind
Save Yourself
Lullabye Letter

Why Are We Sleeping?

Pataphysical Introduction Pt. 1
Hibou, Anemone and Bear Hulloder
Dada Was Here
Thank You, Pierrot Lunaire
Have You Ever Bean Green?

Pataphysical Introduction Pt. 2
As Long As He Lies Perfectly Still
Dedicated To You, But You Weren't Listening
Pig

Moon In June
Moon In June (BBC Top Gear version)
Moon In June (demo version)

 

LOVE MAKES SWEET MUSIC
words and music by Kevin Ayers

Love makes sweet music
Makes you wanna shout
Love makes sweet music
Makes you wanna run, makes you wanna cry out
Makes you wanna shout, makes you wanna run to her

Every night it's the same old scene
Drinking wine cos you're scared to dream
But you know that things will get better
If you let your dreams get better than wine
It's a waste of time

When it's dark and you hear your heart beat
Walk down moonlight's lonely high street
Something sings and you feel sunshine
But you know you're full of moonshine, too
It's staring at you - yeah, alright now

Love makes sweet music
Makes you wanna shout
Love makes sweet music
Makes you wanna run, makes you wanna cry out
Makes you wanna shout, makes you wanna run to her

And you're right where you were
Yeah, alright now

Love makes sweet music
Makes you wanna shout
Love makes sweet music, yeah
It makes you wanna run, makes you wanna cry out
Makes you wanna shout, makes you wanna run...

And it makes you wanna run and cry
Makes you wanna run...

 

FEELIN' REELIN' SQUEALIN'
words and music by Kevin Ayers

This is a token of words unspoken to you
Honey, I'm feeling reeling and squealing for you

Why don't you tell me
One way or another
That you'd rather be
Your father and mother

This is a feeling from the ceiling of my dreams
I get hung up, tied and strung up on your scene

I'm something far away
It doesn't matter what I say
You've got your simple way
You're safely tucked away

Are you happy? Aren't you happy?

This is a feeling from the ceiling of my dreams
I get hung up, tied and strung up on your scene

I close my eyes on your soft guitar....

This is feeling
This is squealing
This is reeling...

THAT'S HOW MUCH I NEED YOU NOW
words and music by Robert Wyatt

I need you more than ever now
Where the trees gro
That's where my love died
That's where you can hide
That's how much I need you now

I feed you more than leaves are brown
Where the sun shines on my feet
That's where my love died
That's where you can hide
That's how much I need you now

I need you more than ever now
Where the trees grow, tree
That's where my love died
That's where you can hide, yeah
That's how much I need you now
That's how much I need you now

I SHOULD'VE KNOWN
words and music by Hugh Hopper

You may laugh at me, girl
Say I don't deserve
All the things I've had - sad...

I should've known it wouldn't last
But things were happening so fast
I'll never know just how it stayed so long
I should've known it, should've seen at the time
But when you're happy, don't you know that you're blind?

I should've known it wouldn't last, no
But things were happening so fast
I'll never know just how it stayed so long
I should've known it, should've seen at the time
But when you're happy, you don't know that you're blind - don't you know?
No - yeah...

You may laugh at me, girl
Say I don't deserve
All the things I've had - sad...

JET PROPELLED PHOTOGRAPH
words and music by Kevin Ayers

How far can anyone go and to where?
How much can anyone do and to whom?
Oh, oh, oh, girl - I'm so low, girl
What can I do? I believe in you!

How far can anyone go and to where?
How much can anyone do and to whom?
Oh, oh, oh, girl - I'm so low, girl
Take a look around, what's that you found?

There'll come a time
When you won't understand
The position on...

WHEN I DON'T WANT YOU
words and music by Hugh Hopper

When I don't want you
Why do I stay here?
You're not the one
For me

Is it because girl
You know you say that you need me
And you cry when I say
When I say that I'll go?

And I'm tired
Baby, I'm tired by your tears
They don't reach my ears anymore
No, not anymore

MEMORIES
words and music by Hugh Hopper

I know I cannot leave this place
full of memories
Things like the way they knew us
all over town

We used to walk the streets together
We could be seen
Past shops where people knew us
Yeah, people knew

I've got to choose between tomorrow
and yesterday
I can't stop to think about
my life, here today

Maybe I'll find someone to get you
off my mind
Take me away from here
and leave it, leave it all behind

Memories can hang you up and haunt you
all your life, you know
Get so you cannot stay
and yet cannot go

I could find out where she's gone
Today I feel so unhappy
Streets seem so empty now
I want you with me

YOU DON'T REMEMBER
words by Robert Wyatt
music by Robert Wyatt and Daevid Allen

Could almost see her eyes
Is it me she despises or you - or you, girl?
You're awfully nice to me
And I'm sure you can see what her game is - it's me, girl!

She sees you in her place
Just as if it's a race and you're winning - me, girl!
She just can't undertsand
That for me everything's just beginning - with me, girl!

But before this feeling dies
Remember that I told you lies...

Now I love your eyes - on me, girl
See how the time flies - past me, girl
She's learning to hate
But it's just too late for me - for me, girl
It was the same with her love
It just wasn't enough for me - for me, girl

But before this feeling dies
Remember that I told you lies...

SHE'S GONE
words and music by Kevin Ayers

Baby's fine, baby's mine
You understand that she's gone

I said hold me tight, stay tonight
My little woman has gone

Won't you let me walk with you
Talk with you, make love to you?
Won't you let me hold you tight?
Stay tonight!

Baby's fine, baby's mine
My little woman has gone - yeah, she's a teeny-bopper!

SHE'S GONE (version)
words and music by Kevin Ayers

That's all right, you can take all night
My little woman has gone
Babe ---------- your name
It's just not the same
And I think you're someone else

She's gone - my baby's gone
My little girl has gone

After all the scenes we had
You can't stop me feeling sad
But won't you let me leave my mind behind?
But baby, I treat you kind, so...

That's all right, you can take all night
My little woman has gone

I'D RATHER BE WITH YOU
words and music by Kevin Ayers

If I had to choose between the two
I'd rather be with you, I'd rather be with you
(Yes I would)

If you keep on breaking up my mind
You won't like what you find
Won't like what you see - see, see...

I want you, love
I really do - I do, I do...

Tell me now before you change your name
Why aren't you more insane?
You think you're civilised
Close your eyes, close your eyes

CLARENCE IN WONDERLAND
words and music by Kevin Ayers

Sitting on the beach like Clarence in Wonderland
I had a dream and I know you will understand
Riding up the beach, it only took a moment
Along came a lady looking for amusement
She came up to me and everything was smiling
And then she said something, it sounded like a violin

Let's go to my château, we could have a good time
Drinking lots of sky wine

Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon
We're gonna get there soon
Gonna get there soon
There's no doubt about it
Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon
We're gonna get there soon
Gonna get there soon
Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon in June and this tune
We're gonna get there soon, soon. soon, soon

WE KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN
words and music by Kevin Ayers

What do you know about nothing people?
You sell yourself so you can buy more
What do you care about bluffing people?
Does it make you want to try more?

We know what you mean
We know what you've seen
We understand

What do you care about bluffing people
Throwing sparrows from the treetops
What do you care about nothing people?
When you're waiting at the bus stop

I'm very glad to hear that
We understand the sky will be visible soon
We understand the sky will be visible soon

Soon soon soon you will be obliged to try
Soon soon soon to reach your moon and die

What do you care about nothing people?
You sell yourself so you can buy more
What do you care about nothing people?
And does it make you want to try more?

It's very nice to know

Everybody sing now
An optimistic future

HOPE FOR HAPPINESS
words by Brian Hopper, music by Brian Hopper,
arranged by Soft Machine

I can tell... like the ring of a bell
A chime that is clear and true
But if a crack, the sound is flat
Like happiness... that's become untrue

Out of the East, the sun flew West
Trailing its golden spray
My heart burns, when fortune turns
The trail to light my way

Days go by, I watch the sky
My eyes forever quest
The sun returns, though my hope yearns
Forever things point the rest

Sun heart burns, moon glow turns
Stars will trade hope for happiness
Hope for happiness, happiness, happiness

Flowers grow wild, just for the child
Sniff this sprinkling bloom
When you grow up, hope colours up
The things that cause us gloom

Tell can you now how fun is made?
It's how happiness is really found
Look for advice, be told more than twice
By people all around

Sun heart burns, moon glow turns
Stars will trade hope for happiness
Hope for happiness, happiness, happiness

WHY AM I SO SHORT?
words by Robert Wyatt, music by Hugh Hopper

You may laugh at me
Say I don't deserve
All the things I've had
Sad...

I've got a drum kit and some sticks
So when I'm drunk or in a fit
I find it easy to express myself
I hit the drums so hard I break all my heads
And then I end the day in one of my beds

I'm nearly 5 ft. 7 tall
I like to smoke and drink and ball
I've got a yellow suit that's made by Pam
And every day I like an egg and some tea
But best of all I like to talk about me!

You may laugh at me
Say I don't deserve
All the things I've had
Sad...

A CERTAIN KIND
words and music by Hugh Hopper

A certain kind... of love, I'd say
Exists for me, and every night
Your kind of love sets me alight
And I know it's real, it's what I feel, what I feel...

And loving you the way I do
Makes everything seem right again
And when you're near I know
I know you just can't tell the time
When you... it's just not right

And so our love I see in you
The things today, the things we do
And when you're near I know
You just can't see... well
I know it's real, it's what I feel

And loving you the way I do
Makes everything seem right again
And when you're near I know
I know you just can't see
All the time of day
I know you're mine, and all the time

SAVE YOURSELF
words and music by Robert Wyatt

It's my, my bed you're lying on
It's my, my bed you're dying on
But if it's my head you're relying on

You gotta save yourself
Don't enslave yourself
Just to save yourself
Stay in your own bed at night

Because, girl, you know that if
I try to feed you and keep you all week to make you feel secure
Then you won't leave my bed, though you wanna stay fed
Will your heart remain, girl?
You know you can't make it
Without tryin' to fake it
And I believe, baby

You gotta save yourself
Don't enslave yourself
Just to save yourself
Stay in your own bed at night

LULLABYE LETTER
words and music by Kevin Ayers

I've got something to tell you
Hold on, I wanted to thrill you
It's nice, makes you feel better
It's called the Lullabye Letter
Hold tight, I'm not trying to con you
Get ready, I'm going to lay it on you

You're the sweetest thing I see
I'm telling you it's no lie

I've got lights in my brain, girl
We'll have fights in the rain, girl
You'll be good and bad together
Writing songs and call that the weather
If you've got something to sing me
4 o'clock's the best time to ring me

You're the strangest scene I see
I'm telling you it's no lie

You're the sweetest thing I've seen
In my life...

WHY ARE WE SLEEPING?
words and music by Kevin Ayers

It begins with a blessing, it ends with a curse
Making life easy by making it worse
"My mask is my master", the trumpeter weeps
But his voice is so weak, as he speaks from his sleep

Saying: "Why, why, why... Why are we sleeping?"

People are watching, people who stare
Waiting for something that's already there
"Tomorrow I'll find it", the trumpeter screams
And remembers he's hungry, and drowns in his dreams

Saying: "Why, why, why... Why are we sleeping?"

My head is a nightclub with glasses and wine
The customers dancing or just making time
While Daevid is cursing, the customers scream
Now everyone's shouting, "Get out of my dream!"

Saying: "Why, why, why... Why are we sleeping?"

PATAPHYSICAL INTRODUCTION Pt. 1
words and music by Robert Wyatt

Good evening - or morning
And now we have a choice selection
Of rivmic melodies from the Official Orchestra of the College of Pataphysics

But first is our great pleasure - and indeed we hope yours
To present in its entire and manifold entiretity
Ladies and Gentlemen
- the British Alphabet!

HIBOU, ANEMONE AND BEAR
words by Robert Wyatt, music by Mike Ratledge

In the spring, I think of sex and means to ends
Summertime, I like to sit upon the grass
Autumn nights I go to parties with my friends
Winter time is when I think about the past

But of course I do all those things all year 'round
I mean, all the good things are there to be found
It's all here, pick-a-back and get to work
If you don't, your life will surely go berserk
Or indeed be bored to death, which is worse?
If something's not worth saying
Not worth saying
Not worth saying
Say it...

HULLODER
words and music
by Robert Wyatt

If I were black, and I lived here
I'd want to be... a big man in the FBI - or the CIA
But as I'm not - and of course I don't
And as I'm free - white and twenty-one
I don't need more power than I've got
... Except for some times when I'm broke

DADA WAS HERE
words and music by Robert Wyatt

Por qué trabajas tú por all?
Por qué no estas aquí en casa?
La la la, yo no sé... sólo me pregunto
Porque no soy feliz en la escuela?
Es que puedo confiar en alguien que no est?
Yo no sé...

Es que puedo fumar cuando soy ma viejo?
Es que puedo creer en el ídolo que queremos?
Digame si es justo que no estés aquí?
Para ayudarme, yo no sé, sólo me preguntan
Yo no sé, no sé, no sé...

THANK YOU, PIERROT LUNAIRE
words by Robert Wyatt, music by Hugh Hopper

In his organ solos, he fills 'round the keyboards
Knowing he must find the noisiest notes for you to hear

And when I know that he's found them
I feel so good... but I still can't see
Why people listen, instead of doing it themselves

But I'm grateful all the same
You're very kind and I don't blame you
I don't mind if you just watch
In fact I'd welcome it, welcome it, welcome it...

HAVE YOU EVER BEAN GREEN?
words by Robert Wyatt, music by Hugh Hopper

Thank you Noel and Mitch
Thank you Jim for our exposure to the crowd
And thank you for his coattails Mike you did us proud

Didn't you?

PATAPHYSICAL INTRODUCTION Pt. 2
words and music by Robert Wyatt

We'd like to thank you, Brian, very much...
And, uh, George of course...
Thank you George

AS LONG AS HE LIES PERFECTLY STILL
words by Robert Wyatt, music by Mike Ratledge

Here's a song for 'clean machine Kevin Majorca'
He's found his own way of 'live in Majorca'
Don't walk, don't drink
Don't talk, just think
Heaven on Earth he'll get there soon

Kevin's highly unlikely to get ill
At least as long as he lies perfectly still
He eats brown rice and fish - how nice
Heaven on Earth, he'll get there soon

Good and bad go so well together in his tunes
He wrote a song and called it the weather - or not
He's Lucky or Pozzo, Estragon and Vladimir
Waiting for something that's already there
Heaven on Earth or is it the moon?

Why, why, why is he sleeping?
Why is the trumpeter weeping?
Kevin maybe asking to get back into my dreams
His voice is so weak now and the customers are screaming
Heavens above, we can't hear what you're saying

We've got something to tell you
Hold on we wanted to thrill you
Reckons it's so nice and it will make you feel better
Something in the nature of a Lullabye Letter

Kevin on Earth there'll be one
Kevin on Earth make room for one
Kevin himself he'll be in
Kevin on Earth, be here
Or you could be now
Or is he found, in Herne Bay...

DEDICATED TO YOU, BUT YOU WEREN'T LISTENING
words and music by Hugh Hopper

Famous parabolic versions
Songs that promise:
Beauty, sleep, love, sadness.
Do I dream that something's missing?
Hungry, thirsty, open off-peak mind
Give me the truth, give me the truth,
give me the truth, tell me...

Songs and versesa,
Handy captions,
Photographs of
Real-life action, horror, madness.
Can it be that something's happening?
Wash me, paint me, but please don't taint me
Give me a chance, give me chance,
give me a chance...

When I was young, the sky was blue
And everyone knew what to do
But now it's gone, the telly's here
Mass media, the sewer too

Universal maximillion
Eight rare cases
Chickenpox and crawling gladness
Seemingly it's nothing happening
Cure my doctor
don't swallow him down
Give me the cure, give me the cure,
give me the cure...

The night was cool, the moon was bright,
The air was clear with oxygen
The stars were there, and in my eyes
Were thousands of chrysanthemums

Don't use magnets -
Geophysics carry you back
Wholesome, healthfood, homepride
Satisfied
Something outside gives out hunger
Face my mirror
Electricity...

PIG
words by Robert Wyatt, music by Mike Ratledge

Suspenders and stockings
Look more sexy than the tights girls are wearing
But even there, weren't the time wasted
Time that could be spent completely nude, bare, naked?

Virgins are boring
They should be grateful for the things they're ignoring
Why be smug about the time wasted
Time that could be spent completely nude, bare, naked

Knickers and panties
We are groping under knickers and pants
But is it worth it, all that time wasted?
Time we could've spent completely nude, bare, naked
With nothing on at all
Nothing, no clothes on
Nude, naked bare...

MOON IN JUNE
words and music by Robert Wyatt

On a dilemma between what I need and what I just want
Between your thighs I feel a sensation
How long can I resist the temptation?
I've got my bird, you've got your man
So who else do we need, really?

Now I'm here, I may as well put my other hand in yours
While we decide how far to go and if we've got time to do it now
And if it's half as good for you as it is for me
Then you won't mind if we lie down for a while, just for a while
Till all the thing I want is need
You are the thing I are, I knew

I want you more than ever now
We're on the floor, and you want more, and I feel almost sure
That cause now we've agreed, that we got what we need
Then all the thing us needs is wanting

I realized when I saw you last
We've been together now and then
From time to time - just here and there
Now I know how it feels from my hair to my heels
To have you haunt the horns of my dilemma
- Oh! Wait a minute! -

Over - Up - Over - Up - ... Down
Down - Over - Up - Over - ... Up

Living can be lovely, here in New York State
Ah, but I wish that I were home
And I wish I were home again - back home again, home again

There are places and people that I'm so glad to have seen
Ah, but I miss the trees, and I wish that I were home again
Back home again

The sun shines here all summer
Its nice cause you can get quite brown
Ah, but I miss the rain - ticky tacky ticky
And I wish that I were home again - home again, home again...

Living is easy here in New York State
Ah, but I wish that I were home again

Just before we go on to the next part of our song
Let's all make sure we've got the time
Music-making still performs the normal functions -
background noise for people scheming, seducing, revolting and teaching
That's all right by me, don't think that I'm complaining
After all, it's only leisure time, isn't it?

Now I love your eyes - see how the time flies
She's learning to hate, but it's just too late for me
It was the same with her love
It just wasn't enough for me
But before this feeling dies
Remember how distance can tell lies!

You can almost see her eyes, is it me she despises or you?
You're awfully nice to me and I'm sure you can see what her game is
She sees you in her place, just as if it's a race
And you're winning, and you're winning
She just can't undertsand that for me everything's just beginning
Until I get more homesick
So before this feeling dies, remember how distance tells us lies...

[The following is a reprise of Kevin Ayers' song "Singing A Song In The Morning"]

Singing a song in the morning
Singing it again at night
Don't really know what I'm singing about
But it makes me feel I feel all right

MOON IN JUNE (BBC TOP GEAR VERSION)
words and music by Robert Wyatt

I can still remember
The last time we played on Top Gear
And though each little song
Was less than three minutes long
Mike squeezed a solo in... somehow
And although we like our longer tunes
It seemed polite to cut them down
To little bits - they might be hits
Who gives an... after all?
Tell me how would you feel
In the place of John Peel?
You just can't please
all of the musicians all the time

Playing now is lovely
Here in the BBC
We're free to play almost as long and as loud
As a jazz group, or an orchestra on Radio Three
There are dancehalls and theatres
With acoustics worse than here
Not forgetting the extra facilities
Such as the tea machine, just along the corridor
So to all our mates like Kevin,
Caravan, the old Pink Floyd
Allow me to recommend 'Top Gear'
Despite its extraordinary name
Yes, playing, playing now is lovely
Here in the BBC
We're free to play almost as long and as loud
As the foreign language classes... and the John Cage interview...
and the jazz groups... and the orchestras on Radio 3

Pop stars drink each others' wine
Plough each others' earth
Hoping for companionship
And then perhaps rebirth
Plant seeds in fresher plots of earth
Bound up in concepts and dreams
And fears of worse things to come
They never do
They stay the same
Music-making still
Performs a normal function
Background noise for people
Eating and talking and drinking and smoking
That's all right by us
Don't think that we're complaining
After all it's only leisure time, isn't it?

I could almost sing this song
In a nice tone of voice
If I had to, I'd be glad to
It's awfully nice to be here
So let's open the beers and get tipsy
We'd be mad to
But if you sound refined
You just can't blow the mind of a kiddy
Or a young lady
And if you come from the sun
You just can't fool a mum into thinking
That you're alright, really
So before this feeling dies
Remember, I could be telling lies

Now, I love your eyes
See how the time flies
I think it's so great
You seem to change your fate
By working and playing
Something new in every way
Can be yours in a day
But I wonder what I'm really saying
So just before this feeling dies
Remember I may be telling lies
Falsehoods
White lies
Adverts
Idle chat
Banter
Half-truths
Rumours
And just lies, plain lies...

I shan't say...
One more word...
So instead... I'll play drums...

MOON IN JUNE (DEMO VERSION)
words and music
by Robert Wyatt

Only a short moment ago
While a-smoking a cigarette
Now I'm in here without a full paper
I wasn't firm I'd see you all later
Now, in my room, I'm fairly bored
But I can't be bothered to...
At the week-end I wrote down
All the girls I could think of
I'm of an arbitrary nature
Not to say slower than a snail
And all at once, the weekend of bliss
Died in a chair - I don't know where
But when it did, I saw you smile
As you closed the office file
How did you know I saw you ?
How could you see, did you feel me ?

I can still remember
The day our baby was conceived
...It seems like yesterday

I need you more than ever now
It's nearly four, and you want more
Tell me how would you feel?
Would you feel quite so real
If you'd said 'Not today... Later' ?

Over, up, over, up - down...
Down, over, up, over - up...

Living is easy, here in New York State
Yeah, but I wish I... were home again... in West Dulwich...

There are places and people that I'm so glad to have seen
Yeah, but I miss the trees, and I wish I were back home again

The sun shines here all summer
Its nice cause you can get quite brown
Yeah, but I miss the rain - ticky-tacky-ticky
And I wish I, wish I were home again - I wish, a dish, I wish-a-dish

Living is easy here in New York State
Ah, but I wish I... were home again

People drink each others' wine
Plough each others' earth
Hoping for companionship
Looking for rebirth
Plant seeds in fresher plots of earth
Bound up in concepts and dreams
And fears of worse things to come
They never do
They stay the same

Music-making still
Performs the normal functions
Background noise for people
Eating and thinking and talking and drinking
But that's all right with us
Don't think that we're complaining
After all it's only leisure time, isn't it?

Now I can love her eyes - see how the time flies
She's learning to hate, but it's just too late for me
It was the same with her mum
She just wasn't enough for me
(Well, who's complaining?)
But before this ceiling cries
Remember that everybody dies!

You can almost see her eyes, is it me she despises or you?
You're awfully nice to me, and I'm sure you can see what her game is...
She sees you in her place, just as if it's a race
And you're winning, winning
She just can't understand that for me everything's just beginning...
So before the penguin flies
Remember that everybody lies...
stands... runs... rushes... walks... breathes... eats... bleeds... falls, and dies!
(Whoopee... It's all very true, isn't it... My word it is)