Get 'em out by
John Pebble of Styx Enterprises
"Get 'em out by Friday!
You don't get paid till the last one's well on his way.
Get 'em out by Friday!
It's important that we keep to schedule,
there must be no delay."
Mark Hall of Styx Enterprises (otherwise
known as "The Winkler")
"I represent a firm of gentlemen
who recently purchased this
house and all the others in the road,
In the interest of humanity we've
found a better place for you
to go, go-woh, go-woh"
Mrs. Barrow (a tenant)
"Oh no, this I can't believe,
Oh Mary, they're asking us to leave."
"Get 'em out by Friday!
I've told you before, 's good many gone if we let them stay.
And if it isn't easy,
You can squeeze a little grease and our
troubles will soon run away."
"After all this time, they ask us to leave,
And I told them we could pay double the rent.
I don't know why it seemed so funny,
Seeing as how they'd take more money.
The winkler called again, he came here this morning,
With four hundred pounds and a
photograph of the place he has found.
A block of flats with central heating.
I think we're going to find it hard."
"Now we've got them!
I've always said that cash cash cash can do anything well.
Work can be rewarding
When a flash of intuition is a gift that helps you
"Here we are in Harlow New Town,
did you recognise your block
across the square, over there,
Sadly since last time we spoke, we've
found we've had to raise
the rent again,
just a bit."
"Oh no, this I can't believe
Oh Mary, and we agreed to leave."
(a passage of time)
This is an announcement from Genetic Control:
"It is my sad duty to inform you of
a four foot restriction on
Extract from coversation of Joe Ordinary in Local Puborama
"I hear the directors of Genetic
Control have been buying all the
properties that have recently been
sold, taking risks oh so bold.
It's said now that people will be shorter in height,
they can fit twice as many in the same building site.
(they say it's alright),
Beginning with the tenants of the town of Harlow,
in the interest of humanity, they've been told they must go,
told they must go-go-go-go."
Sir John De Pebble of United Blacksprings International
"I think I've fixed a new deal
A dozen properties - we'll buy at
five and sell at thirty four,
Some are still inhabited,
It's time to send the winkler to see them,
he'll have to work some more."
Memo from Satin Peter of Rock Development Ltd.
With land in your hand, you'll be happy on earth
Then invest in the Church for your heaven.
(there is only cover bands performing that on video)
Genesis - The Battle Of Epping Forest
Watcher of The Skies - Genesis
Genesis - The Musical Box (live - 1973)
Genesis live, Supper's Ready, 1973 (part 1)
Genesis live, Supper's Ready, 1973 (part 2)
Like father like son
Not flesh nor fish nor bone
A red rag hangs from an open mouth.
Alive at both ends but a little dead in the middle,
A-tumbling and a-bumbling he will go.
All the King's horses and all the King's men
Could never put a smile on that face.
He's a sly one, he's a shy one
Wouldn't you be too.
Scared to be left all on his own.
Hasn't a, hasn't a friend to play with, the Ugly Duckling
The pressure on, the bubble will burst before our eyes.
All the while in perfect time
His tears are falling on the ground
BUT IF YOU DON'T STAND UP YOU DON'T STAND A CHANCE.
Go a little faster now, you might get there in time.
Mirror mirror on the wall,
His heart was broken long before he ever came to you.
Stop your tears from falling,
The trail they leave is very clear for all to see at night
all to see at night.
In season, out of season
What's the difference when you don't know the reason.
In one hand bread, the other a stone.
The Hunter enters the forest.
All are not huntsmen who can blow the huntsman's horn
By the look of this one you've not got much to fear.
Here I am, I'm very fierce and frightening
Come to match my skill to yours.
Now listen here, listen to me, don't you run away now
I am a friend, I'd really like to play with you.
Making noises my little furry friend would make
I'll trick him, then I'll kick him into my sack.
You better watch out... You better watch out.
I've got you, I've got you, you'll never get away.
Walking home that night
The sack across my back, the sound of sobbing on my shoulder.
When suddenly it stopped,
I opened up the sack, all that I had
A pool of bubbles and tears - JUST A POOL OF TEARS.
All in all you are a very dying race
Placing trust upon a cruel world.
You never had the things you thought you should have had
And you'll not get them now,
And all the while in perfect time
Your tears are falling on the ground.