Waiting For You

<br>I`ve been wearing faces in the strangest places<br>Just to make a dream come true<br>The dawn is sweet but it`s incomplete and l`m waiting for you<br>The breeze is blowing and my hair is growing<br>Forgotten everything my mother knew<br>The day is young and spring is sprung and I`m waiting for you<br>Must you bring that horse in here Miss Jones<br>(although your snowshoes do look terrific)<br>Yes they all come from out of the sky you know<br><br>I`m waiting for the dove that never came home<br>I`m waiting for the painter when his colours were gone<br>I`m waiting for the soldiers at the war, I`m waiting for a royal decision<br>I`m waiting for the sun to snore<br>I`m waiting for a rumble from Jericho, waiting for the world to begin<br><br>I`m a bareback rider, I`m an outsider and love to dance the boogaloo<br>I`m a turnip head, I`m a lately wed and I`m waiting for you<br><br>More tea vicar? (Hold that tiger)<br>Yes, the hydrangeas do look divine this time of the year<br><br>I`m wailing for the angels to put on their smiles<br>I`m waiting for the judges to come to trial<br>I`m waiting for the aeroplane, I`m waiting for the graves to open<br>I`m waiting to be sold in chains<br>I`m waiting for a signal from the trapdoor queen<br>Waiting for the world to begin<br><br>I`m a snake charmer, I`m a guava farmer<br>I`m a goose to me don`t ever say boo<br>Let the universe roll, I`m a simple soul and I`m waiting for you<br>Oh it sounds so sweet when you play it me like that..<br>(that tiger really doesn`t want to be held)<br><br>I`m waiting for the signs to point a different way<br>I`m waiting for God to take a holiday<br>I`m waiting for night in the mine<br>I`m waiting for the hills to grow steeper<br>I`m waiting for the man they call Shine<br>I`m waiting for Willie the Weeper to wake,<br>waiting for the world to begin<br><br>I`m off to market with an old straw basket singing dodeodeodo<br>Green cloth to wear in the spring, in the April breezes how it will blow<br>I`m going to introduce to you now the<br>personalities who compose the Jim Spiggatt Occult Quart.<br>Over there on my left we have Miss Cynthia de Monfort-Jones on her silvery toned<br>mandoline, and just a little further over the left we have that famed Oriental bass player<br>Miss Fenola Bumgarner (first time in captivity folks!)<br>On the pounding batterie and coterie we<br>have that well known bricklayer`s labourer from Pilton,<br>Mr Jack McMarker- and perhaps we just have time to devastate your synaesthesia<br>with one more searing chorus from Black Jack Davy on the steam organ. That`s all.