Soft Machine - Moon In June Lyrics
On a dilemma between what I need and what I just wantBetween your thighs I feel a sensationHow long can I resist the temptation?I've got my bird, you've got your manSo who else do we need, really?Now I'm here, I may as well put my other hand in yoursWhile we decide how far to go and if we've got time to do it nowAnd if it's half as good for you as it is for meThen you won't mind if we lie down for a while, just for a whileTill all the thing I want is needYou are the thing I are, I knewI want you more than ever nowWe're on the floor, and you want more, and I feel almost sureThat cause now we've agreed, that we got what we needThen all the thing us needs is wantingI realized when I saw you lastWe've been together now and thenFrom time to time - just here and thereNow I know how it feels from my hair to my heelsTo have you haunt the horns of my dilemma- Oh! Wait a minute! -Over - Up - Over - Up - ... DownDown - Over - Up - Over - ... UpLiving can be lovely, here in New York StateAh, but I wish that I were homeAnd I wish I were home again - back home again, home againThere are places and people that I'm so glad to have seenAh, but I miss the trees, and I wish that I were home againBack home againThe sun shines here all summerIts nice cause you can get quite brownAh, but I miss the rain - ticky tacky tickyAnd I wish that I were home again - home again, home again...Living is easy here in New York StateAh, but I wish that I were home againBack in West Dulwich againJust before we go on to the next part of our songLet's all make sure we've got the timeMusic-making still performs the normal functions -Background noise for people scheming, seducing, revolting and teachingThat's all right by me, don't think that I'm complainingAfter all, it's only leisure time, isn't it?Now I love your eyes - see how the time fliesShe's learning to hate, but it's just too late for meIt was the same with her loveIt just wasn't enough for meBut before this feeling diesRemember 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 isShe sees you in her place, just as if it's a raceAnd you're winning, and you're winningShe just can't undertsand that for me everything's just beginningUntil I get more homesickSo before this feeling dies, remember how distance tells us lies...[The following is from Kevin Ayers' song "Singing A Song In The Morning":]Singing a song in the morningSinging it again at nightDon't really know what I'm singing aboutBut it makes me feel I feel all right[The following is from Kevin Ayers' song "Hat Song":]You say you like my shirtYou say you like my hatOh but you never say you like meOr something nice like thatWhat about me?What about me?
