©1987 RG Fincher, all rights reserved.
Riding on upwards smiling through the gate
Wave to all the people who were just too late
Do they really envy us that much ?
Do they think this escalator's out of touch
Now we realise what is it we've done
We travel upwards sacrificing fun
But it's much too late to change our minds
There is only one way off
We see the glossy brochures, old school ties
But it's only one step off a pack of lies
If you can out-do them with P.R.
You will get an office job and company car
Or if you can still stand what they taught
You can be a teacher in the last resort
Someone has to close the vicious circle
Someone to shepherd others
©1987 RG Fincher, all rights reserved.
Many men admire, girls in magazines
Paper pin-up girls or T.V. program queens
Action not required; passively inspired
They will never meet the woman of their dreams
Photographs can never show, if a girl is nice to know
Beauty may come over well but that can't cast a lasting spell
Even if she turns you on, love will seldom last for long
Something she just can't disguise is something in her smile and eyes
So I'm thinking of her almost every day
I'll contrive a meeting, find something to say
Now I'm in her room, gone is all my gloom
Sparkling something touch me, take me far away
I can see that glint of joy, nothing ever could destroy
Even when she's feeling down her smile seldom fades to frown
I could never keep her heart, that was obvious from the start
She was born to brightly shine for everybody's joy and mine
©1987 RG Fincher, all rights reserved.
A thing like this should not be rushed
There's so much 'bout each other that we feel we must discuss
It's wonderful the way I feel our growing love and trust
It's nowhere near the time or place to give in to lust
I used to have an image of a girl
I'd meet and fall in love with in an ideal world
You're not a bit like she was and it's you that I prefer
I'd rather walk alone with you than make love to her
I'm sure we've both found a peace of mind
We used to think nobody was exactly of our kind
I'm lucky that you only took twenty years to find
Now I don't give a damn about the years I've left behind
©1987 RG Fincher, all rights reserved.
Oh Anne, Oh Anne, Remember how it was back in the early days ?
Oh Anne, Oh Anne, You used to flirt and tease and bathe in Henry's gaze
You sensed infatuation and you used it well
Knew you could have anything
if you could keep him in your spell
As mistress you'd never have been seen
So you made Henry have you crowned his queen
Cast aside loyal wife and shun the Pope
He left England's catholics without hope
Oh Anne, Oh Anne, You weren't to blame your unborn babies often died
Oh Anne, Oh Anne, Your daughter sees rejection in her father's eyes
You knew how badly Henry had to have a son
But you couldn't give him one
Uneasiness has just begun
Your influence then began to wane
As Henry looked for his son to Jane
The arguments reached a fever pitch
When Henry said I have been bewitched
©1987 RG Fincher, all rights reserved.
©1987 RG Fincher, all rights reserved.
©1987 RG Fincher, all rights reserved.