Thousands on a Raft Songtext
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Thousands on a Raft Songtext
They took hold of my good idea
Then put it down and laughed
They said I needed several more
And now I′m working on the set
Of thousands on a raft
Thousands on a raft
They knew that I'd been buffaloed
And hippoed and giraffed
They knew how bad my training was
And now I′m on safari
With thousands on a raft
Oh thousands on a raft
They push for all they're worth
Tied together to prevent
Falling off the earth
So kick your neighbour overboard
And take the plunge yourself
You might end up as a sponge
On somebody's shelf
They′re dancing in the mines tonight
Along the sunlit shafts
It reminds me of my last head
And now I sleep with Constance Fright
And thousands on a raft
Thousands on a raft
I looked into the future years
And all I saw was graft
I think it was from town to town
So now I′m living on the road
With thousands on a raft
Thousands on a raft
Oh thousands on a raft
Think it's sink or swim
No one stands much of a chance
It′s you or me or him
So grab hold of the nearest soul
And save it if you can
You might end up as its lunch
Or become a van
I slept out in the howling gale
And didn't feel the draught
I was thinking something very warm
Now I′m in jail inside the whale
With thousands on a raft
Thousands on a raft
My future's in a paper cup
My body′s overstuffed
I forgot when I last saw a face
And now I'm drifting out to sea
With thousands on a raft
Thousands on a raft
Then put it down and laughed
They said I needed several more
And now I′m working on the set
Of thousands on a raft
Thousands on a raft
They knew that I'd been buffaloed
And hippoed and giraffed
They knew how bad my training was
And now I′m on safari
With thousands on a raft
Oh thousands on a raft
They push for all they're worth
Tied together to prevent
Falling off the earth
So kick your neighbour overboard
And take the plunge yourself
You might end up as a sponge
On somebody's shelf
They′re dancing in the mines tonight
Along the sunlit shafts
It reminds me of my last head
And now I sleep with Constance Fright
And thousands on a raft
Thousands on a raft
I looked into the future years
And all I saw was graft
I think it was from town to town
So now I′m living on the road
With thousands on a raft
Thousands on a raft
Oh thousands on a raft
Think it's sink or swim
No one stands much of a chance
It′s you or me or him
So grab hold of the nearest soul
And save it if you can
You might end up as its lunch
Or become a van
I slept out in the howling gale
And didn't feel the draught
I was thinking something very warm
Now I′m in jail inside the whale
With thousands on a raft
Thousands on a raft
My future's in a paper cup
My body′s overstuffed
I forgot when I last saw a face
And now I'm drifting out to sea
With thousands on a raft
Thousands on a raft
Writer(s): Pete Brown, Jim Mullen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com