Back To The Farm - Steve Harley, Cockney Rebel

Only twilight, calm and barkless;

no more daylight, only darkness;

Only twilight, only twilight made the change without delay

Hopen psyche, open brainy;

they throw my key to the drainy;

Open psyche, open psyche — a chance to take without decay

Many attempts to swim puddles, lead to contempt, often muddled;

Many attempts, many attempts;

someones listening again

Nothing, no more come from judy;

lots of colour come from moody

Nothing/no more, nothing/no more, Im putting new coaches on the train

We was angry, no !

disheartended;

stole the pantry, not the garden;

We was angry, we was angry — back to the farm, back to the farm

No more angry, no !

more busy;

got me sanctuary, ask who is he?

No more angry, no, no angry — were rolling around in hyper schemes