i. Mars – Bringer of War
We don't want to fight you, it's a lousy war
I tell you it's murder out here
My best buddy got it in the eye
Now he ain't seeing things too clear
We all know that you've got your job to do
We don't mean it personally at all
But while you bloody rotten ba*tards threaten our way of life
We're gonna get you by the balls
My momma was a flower-child back in sixty-six
My daddy ran the Village Voice
I burnt my draft-card like the other guys
But Sam said "Boy, there ain't no choice"
So we're lying here, cold with sweat and fear
Answering Liberty's call
And while you bloody rotten ba*tards threaten our way of life
You're gonna get it in the balls
So we're lying here, cold with sweat and fear
Answering Liberty's call
And while you bloody rotten ba*tards threaten our way of life
You're gonna get it
You're gonna get it
You're gonna get it in the balls
ii. Venus – Bringer of Peace
Mackie's gone on rubber, while our Debbie digs her brother
And their Des is doing well on the game
Eddie's got some notion that to get the right emotion
You've got to make it out in the rain
It's love, it's love
Or something of the kind
But eighty combinations
Don't bring peace of mind
Peter likes to show it and Penny loves to blow it,
On a rainy day she puts it away:
Johnnie takes a hard line trying to score among the big time
Who come around to Annabelle's to play.
It's love, it's love
Or something of the kind
But eighty combinations
Don't bring peace of mind
iii. Mercury – The Winged Messenger
Takin' all the hits, makin' all the, breakin' all the hits
Takin' all the, makin' all the hits
Breakin' all the hits
Your Happy Station
Wakin' with the news, makin' with the, breakin' with the news
Wakin' with the, makin'with the news
Breakin' with the news
Communication
M...marvellous
M...magnanimous
M...much more music and fun to keep you gay
iv. Jupiter – Bringer of Jollity
So nice to have a party
So nice to see you there
No need for conversation
So nice to sit and stare
Such entertaining people
So elegant and smart
Would someone pa** the matches
And let the party start?
That amiable feeling
You only find with friends
You'll know them so much better
Before the party ends
Thanks for a lovely evening
It must be time for bed
I'll ring you in the morning
To find out what I said
v. Saturn – Bringer of Old Age
Pray for the man of one hundred and thirty four
Features as firm as a boy of fifteen
With no wrinkles or blemish he's smooth as a pebble
And tries to remember the course of his life
His heartbeat is steady, the heart of a truck-driver
Lungs of a college-girl hit by a tram
His kidneys are plastic, his genital functions
Controlled by a motor attached to his thigh
Only his mind's his own
With all its reason flown
Pray for the man with a life never ending
Pray for the man who is living, living, living, living, ...
vi. Uran*s – The Magician
Trick cyclist, take me with for the ride
You say I've got a damaged ego somewhere inside
A case of deep depression on account of the repression
That I got while I was s**ing at my mother's breast
That he got while he was s**ing at his mother's breast
Trick cyclist, let you into my soul
Fifty one-hour sessions and you say I'll be whole
You say I'm ineffectual on account of I'm bis**ual
Due to lactic malnutrition at my mother's breast
Due to lactic malnutrition at his mother's breast
Trick cyclist, gotta cast me a spell,
I need the mumbo-jumbo that you do so well:
I've got to get transference for the beneficial furtherance
Of an integrated, liberated, animated, unfrustrated personality
vii. Neptune – The Mystic
When Man throws God right out of the window
It ain't so much a case of
He don't believe in nothing,
But more a case that he
Believes in anything and everything... like
Maharishi, numerology, astrology, guru guru - shedoo bedoo
Transcendental meditation, Yin and Yang, macrobiotic food – shedoo bedoo
Scientology, black magic, Tarot, table turning and Voodoo
And U F Os
U F off.
Naturism, yoga, student power, black is beautiful – oh yeah!
Extra-sensory perception, love-ins and Joanna Southcott's Box – shedoo bedoo
God, you'd never credit all the things that ordinary people do...