Pisces, Aquarius, Capricorn & Jones Ltd. (1967)

Salesman, where you gonna go sell all of your goods today?
Salesman, gonna walk along the street, see friends along the way
Well, salesman, with your wooden cart that you push along while you walk
Hey, salesman, got a little dog whose tail wags when you talk

You always wear a smile
Even though you gotta walk ten miles
Short lifespan
But good time salesman

Yep, yep, salesman, while you’re on the street, the weather is hot or cold
It’s salesman, where you work real hard ’til every part is sold
Salesman, as the years go by, people changin’ every day
Hey, salesman, ’til the end of time, you’ll be livin’ in the same way

You always wear a smile
You’re lovin’ fast and you live wild
Short lifespan
But ain’t life grand?

Copper kettles, different kinds of tin
There goes salesman, and he’s sailin’ high again
He’s sailin’ so high (High)
You’re sailin’ so high (High)
You’re sailin’ so high, high, ah high, ohh

Salesman, where you gonna go sell all of your goods today?
Yep, salesman, gonna walk along the street, see friends along the way
Yeah, salesman, with your wooden cart that you push along while you walk
Hey, salesman, with your secret goods that you push while you talk

You always wear a smile
Even though you gotta walk a hundred and ten miles
Short lifespan
But the whole thing’s grand

(Salesman)
(Salesman)
(Salesman)
(Salesman)
(Salesman)
(Salesman)

Do the ronde-ronde
Do the rond-rond

How old you say your sister was? (Sister was, sister was)
How old you say your sister was? (Sister was, sister was)
You know you’d better keep an eye on her (Eye on her, eye on her)

Do the ronde-ronde
Do the rond-rond
She hangs out
She hangs out

I know you taught your sister the boogaloo (Boogaloo, boogaloo)
I heard you taught your sister the shing-a-ling too (Shing-a-ling too, shing-a-ling too)
Well, she can teach you a thing or two (Thing or two, thing or two)

Whoa, do the ronde-ronde
Do the rond-rond
She hangs out
She hangs out

Well, she hangs out, hangs out
Whoa, every night, every night
You know you best get down here on the double
Before she gets her pretty little self in trouble

She’s (Doo doo-doo doo-doo) So fine
(Doo doo-doo doo-doo) So fine

How old you say your sister was? (Sister was, sister was)
How old you say your sister was? (Sister was, sister was)
You know you’d better keep an eye on her (Eye on her, eye on her)

Wow, do the ronde-ronde
Do the rond-rond
She hangs out
Whoa, she hangs out
She hangs out, la, la la la la la la la la
She hangs out, la, la la la la la la la la
Wow, woo, yeah
Here we go, she’s hangin’ out again
…
Woo, she’s gonna get in trouble
You tell ’em baby, yeah
Yeah

With his fool’s gold stacked up all around him
From a killing in the market on the war
The children left King Midas there as they found him
In his counting house where nothing counts but more

And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
And the laughter from a distant caravan
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
Fading through the door into summer

With his travelogues of maybe-next-year places
As a trade-in for a name upon the door
And he pays for it with years he cannot buy back with his tears
When he finds out there’s been no one keeping score

And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
And the laughter from a distant caravan
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
Fading through the door into summer

Yes, he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
And the laughter from a distant caravan
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
Fading through the door into summer

Fading through the door into summer
Fading through the door into summer
Fading through the door into summer
Fading through the door into summer

She looked at me
And the emptiness in her eyes was cruel to see
Then she turned away and said
“Once I loved, but love is dead”
And I whispered, “Sometimes love is only sleeping”

She said, “I cannot cry
And I cannot give or feel or even try
And her voice was hard and cold
Then her sweet, young face looked old
And I whispered, “Sometimes love is only sleeping”

Through the endless days and nights
She could not help but wrap herself in sorrow (Sorrow)
Through the endless days and nights
We waited for a shining new tomorrow (Tomorrow)
Love was sleeping (Sleeping)
Sleeping (Sleep)

She looked at me
And her smiling tears were warm and sweet and free
And the moonlight kissed her eyes
As it mingled with our sighs
And she whispered, “Sometimes love is only sleeping”
And she whispered, “Sometimes love is only sleeping”
Only sleeping
Only sleeping
Only sleeping
Only sleeping
Only sleeping

La, la-la la, la-la la, la, la-la
La, la-la la, la-la la, la, la-la

You’re not the only cuddly toy
That was ever enjoyed by any boy
You’re not the only choo-choo train
That was left out in the rain
The day after Santa came
You’re not the only cherry delight
That was left in the night
And gave up without a fight
You’re not the only cuddly toy
That was ever enjoyed by any boy

You’re not the kind of girl to tell your mother
The kind of company you keep
I never told you that I’d love no other
You must have dreamed it in your sleep

You’re not the only cuddly toy
That was ever enjoyed by any boy
You’re not the only choo-choo train
That was left out in the rain
The day after Santa came
You’re not the only cherry delight
That was left in the night
And gave up without a fight
You’re not the only cuddly toy
That was ever enjoyed by any boy

You’re not the kind of girl to tell your mother
The kind of company you keep
I never told you that I’d love no other
You must have dreamed it in your sleep

You’re not the only cuddly toy
That was ever enjoyed by any boy
You’re not the only cuddly toy
That was ever enjoyed by any boy

La, la-la la, la-la la, la, la-la
La, la-la la, la-la la, la, la-la
La, la-la la, la-la la

Girl, don’t you know every time I see you smilin’
(It hurts so bad ’cause when I see you, I start tryin’)
I’ve tried everything to stop, but there’s no denyin’
(That fallin’ in love with you, girl, is just like dyin’)

Oh, don’t walk away
How, how can I make you stay?
Don’t turn away

I can still hear you sayin’ those
Words that never were true
Spoken to help
Nobody but you
Words with lies inside
But small enough to hide
’Til your playin’ was through, ah

Girl, don’t you know we can work it out with talkin’?
(You won’t turn around or slow down your walkin’)
I’ve given you everything with a kiss to seal it
(You had to get your kicks outta tryin’ to steal it)

Now I’m standing here
Strange, strange voices in my ears
I feel the tears

But all I can hear are those
Words that never were true
Spoken to help
Nobody but you
Words with lies inside
But small enough to hide
’Til your playin’ was through, ah

[break]

Now I’m standing here
Strange, strange voices in my ears
I feel the tears

But all I can hear are those
Words that never were true
Spoken to help
Nobody but you
Words with lies inside
But small enough to hide
’Til your playin’ was through

Words that never were true
Spoken to help
Nobody but you
Words with lies inside
But small enough to hide
’Til your playin’ was through

It’s hard to believe that you could ever doubt me
I try not to hear the things you say about me
And if you feel what I feel, please, I’d like to explain
My love for you is more than just a game

I hope and I pray we’ll get together someday
Then you’d see right away how hurt I am when I say
That’s if you feel what I feel, you won’t go away
A broken heart can’t be the only way

[break]

And if you feel what I feel, you won’t go away
A broken heart, a broken heart can’t be the only way

Now you must believe that when I saw you today
Oh, I just couldn’t say, you held his hand the same way
If you don’t feel what I feel, I’ll go on my way
But as I turn, my heart still wants to say

I love you
I need you
I do love you

Just a loudmouth Yankee, I went down to Mexico
I didn’t have much time to spend, about a week or so
There I lightly took advantage of a girl who loved me so
But I found myself a-thinkin’ when the time had come to go

What am I doin’ hangin’ ’round?
I should be on that train and gone
I should be ridin’ on that train to San Antone
What am I doin’ hangin’ ’round?

She took me to the garden just for a little walk
I didn’t know much Spanish, and there was no time for talk
Then she told me that she loved me, not with words, but with a kiss
And like a fool, I kept on thinkin’ of a train I could not miss

What am I doin’ hangin’ ’round?
I should be on that train and gone
I should be ridin’ on that train to San Antone
What am I doin’ hangin’ ’round?

Well, it’s been a year or so, and I wanna go back again
And if I get the money, well, I’ll ride the same old train
But I guess your chances come but once, and boy, I sure missed mine
And still I can’t stop thinkin’ when I hear some whistle cryin’

What am I doin’ hangin’ ’round?
I should be on that train and gone
I should be ridin’ on that train to San Antone
What am I doin’ hangin’ ’round?

What am I doin’ hangin’ ’round?
I should be on that train and gone
I should be ridin’ on that train to San Antone
What am I doin’ hangin’ ’round?

What am I doin’ hangin’ ’round?
I should be on that train and gone
I should be ridin’ on that train to San Antone
What am I doin’ hangin’ ’round?

Peter Percival Patterson had a pet pig named Porky.
This pet pig named Porky loved pie.
He loved pizza pie, pumpkin pie, pineapple pie, pizza pie… mince tarts.
And Peter Percival Patterson’s pet pig Porky loved pie for breakfast, pie for lunch, pie in the afternoon, and pie before he went to… bed.
Peter Percival Patterson’s pet pig Porky ate so much pie that, do you know what he did?
He popped.

The local rock group down the street
Is trying hard to learn their song
They serenade the weekend squire
Who just came out to mow his lawn

Another Pleasant Valley Sunday (Sunday)
Charcoal burnin’ everywhere
Rows of houses that are all the same
And no one seems to care

See Mrs. Gray, she’s proud today
Because her roses are in bloom
And Mr. Green, he’s so serene
He’s got a T.V. in every room

Another Pleasant Valley Sunday (Sunday)
Here in status symbol land
Mothers complain about how hard life is
And the kids just don’t understand

Creature comfort goals
They only numb my soul
And make it hard for me to see (Ahh)
My thoughts all seem to stray
To places far away
I need a change of scenery

Ta ta-ta ta, ta ta-ta ta
Ta ta-ta ta, ta ta-ta taa
Ta ta-ta ta, ta ta-ta ta
Ta ta-ta ta, ta ta-ta taa

Another Pleasant Valley Sunday (Sunday)
Charcoal burnin’ everywhere
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land

Another Pleasant Valley Sunday (Ah, Pleasant Valley Sunday)
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday (Ah, Pleasant Valley Sunday)
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday (Ah, Pleasant Valley Sunday)
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday (Ah, Pleasant Valley Sunday)
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday (Ah, Pleasant Valley Sunday)
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday (Ah, Pleasant Valley Sunday)

Darkened rolling figures move
Through prisms of no color
Hand-in-hand, they walk the night
But never know each other

Passioned pastel neon lights
Light up the jeweled traveler
Who, lost in scenes of smoke-filled dreams
Find questions but no answers

Startled eyes that sometimes see
Phantasmagoric splendor
Pirouette down palsied paths
With pennies for the vendor

Salvation’s yours for just the time
It takes to pay the dancer
And once again, such anxious men
Find questions but no answers

The night has gone and taken its infractions
While reddened eyes hope there will be a next one

Sahara signs look down upon
A world that glitters glibly
And mountain sides put arms around
The unsuspecting city

Second hands with minds have slowed
Are moving even faster
Toward bringing down someone who’s found
The questions but no answers

“Thank you.”
“I can’t remember.”
“Where ya from?”
“Oh, yeah, right, lovely.”
“Can you buy a…”
“Next Thursday night? Right.”
“Yeah.”
“Ha ha ha ha!”
“Waiter!”
“That’s a great bar.”
“And now, from the elegant Pump Room of the magnificent Palmer House, high over Chicago, asking that musical question…”

Don’t call on me
When you’re feeling footloose and fancy-free
You’ve done that before
And like a fool, I came back for more

It’s all over now
I’ve finally seen my way
I need you no more
Not now or any other day
Ah

[break]

Okay, little girl
Live for yourself in your own little world
I know that you’ll find
Someone who’ll play at love, he’ll be just your kind
Be just your kind
Be just your kind
Be just your kind

“Hello.”

Think I’ll let her keep on going
Wherever it is she’s goin’ to
Give her my autograph and tell her
It’s been nice knowin’ you

She’s a star collector (Collector of stars)
She only aims to please young celebrities
Yes, she’s a star collector (Collector of stars)
How can I love her
When I just don’t respect her?

When everything is goin’ my way
She wants to be close at hand
She moves to some other doorway
When things don’t go the way she planned

Yes, she’s a star collector (Collector of stars)
She only aims to please young celebrities
Yes, she’s a star collector (Collector of stars)
Whoa, it won’t take much time
Before I get her off my mind

[break]

For she’s a star collector (Collector of stars)
Whoa, she only aims to please young celebrities
Yes, she’s a star collector (Collector of stars)
Whoa, it won’t take much time
Before I get her off my mind

“Bye bye, bye bye…”

“The following tone is a reference tone of seven hundred cycles per second recorded at operating level. Set the playback level control so that the tone reads zero on the V.U. meter. All following tones will be at this level.”

[beep]

“Ten thousand cycles.”

[high pitched beep]

“Thirty thousand cycles.”

[dog barking]

“Sock it to me!”

Floatin’ in the river
With a saturated liver
And I wish I could forgive her
But I do believe she meant it
When she told me to forget it
And I bet she will regret it
When they find me in the morning
Wet and drowned
And the word gets ’round
Goin’ down
I’m goin’ down

Comin’ up for air
It’s pretty stuffy under there
I’d like to say I didn’t care
But I forgot to leave a note
And it’s so hard to stay afloat
I’m soakin’ wet without a boat
And I knew I should have taken off my shoes
It’s front page news
Goin’ down
Goin’ down

Hep, hep
Hep, hep
Hep hep, hep hep, hep, hep hep, hep hep

I wish I had another drink
It wouldn’t be so hard to sink
I should have taken time to think
Besides I got the picture straight
She must have had another date
I didn’t need this extra weight
I wish that I could see the way to shore
I don’t want no more
Goin’ down
I’m goin’ down

And now I see the life I led
I slept it all away in bed
I should’ve learned to swim instead
And now it’s really got me stumped
I can’t believe why I jumped
I’d like to get my tummy pumped
I can’t believe they drink this stuff in town
This dirty brown
Whoa, goin’ down
Goin’ down

I’m goin’ down, hep
Goin’ down, hep, hep
Goin’ down, goin’ down
Goin’ down, goin’ down
Goin’ down, goin’ down

I wish I looked before I leaped
I didn’t know it was so deep
Been down so far I don’t get wet
I haven’t touched the bottom yet
This river scene is gettin’ old
I’m hungry, sleepy, wet, and cold
She told me to forget it nice
I should’ve taken her advice
I only want to go on home
I’d gladly leave that girl at home
What a way to spend the night
If I don’t drown, I’ll die of fright
My pappy taught me how to float
But I can’t swim a single note
He threw me in to teach me how
I stayed there floatin’ like a mama cow
And now I’ve floated way downstream
I know this has to be a dream
If I could find my way to shore
I’d never, never do this any more
They give you three, I’ve been down nine
I’m a-goin’ down just one more time

Goin’ down, ah ga-goin’ down
Ga-goin’ down, goin’ down
I’m goin’ down, go go go
Goin’ down
Back, back, back, back home
Back, back, back home, back
Back, back, back home
Goin’ down, goin’ down
I’m goin’ down
I’m goin’ back home
Back to my friends and
Back to the one and
Back to the truth
I’m goin’ home, ah

Now the sky is gettin’ light
And everything will be alright
Think I finally got the knack
Just floatin’ and lazy on my back
I never really liked that town
I think I’ll ride the river down
Just movin’ slow and floatin’ free
There’s a river swingin’ under me
Wavin’ back to the suckers on shore
I should’ve thought of this before
I’m floatin’ on down to New Orleans
And pick up on some swingin’ scenes
I don’t know a better day
I’m goin’ down groovin’ all the way

Goin’ down, ah
Go-go-goin’ down
I’m goin’ down
Back, back, back to New Orleans
Back, back, back, back home
Ah, go-goin’ down, hep hep, hep hep
Go goin’ down, hep hep, hep hep
Ah, go-go-go-goin’ down
I’m goin’ down
Goin’ down, go go
Aw, hep hep, hep, hep, hep
Hep, hep…

Salesman, where you gonna go sell all of your goods today?
Salesman, gonna walk along the street, see friends along the way
Well, salesman, with your wooden cart that you push along while you walk
Hey, salesman, got a little dog whose tail wags when you talk

You always wear a smile
Even though you gotta walk ten miles
Short lifespan
But good time salesman

Yep, yep, salesman, while you’re on the street, the weather is hot or cold
It’s salesman, where you work real hard ’til every part is sold
Salesman, as the years go by, people changin’ every day
Hey, salesman, ’til the end of time, you’ll be livin’ in the same way

You always wear a smile
You’re lovin’ fast and you live wild
Short lifespan
But ain’t life grand?

Copper kettles, different kinds of tin
There goes salesman, and he’s sailin’ high again
He’s sailin’ so high (High)
You’re sailin’ so high (High)
You’re sailin’ so high, high, ah high, ohh

Salesman, where you gonna go sell all of your goods today?
Yep, salesman, gonna walk along the street, see friends along the way
Yeah, salesman, with your wooden cart that you push along while you walk
Hey, salesman, with your secret goods that you push while you talk

You always wear a smile
Even though you gotta walk a hundred and ten miles
Short lifespan
But the whole thing’s grand

(Salesman)
(Salesman)
(Salesman)
(Salesman)
(Salesman)
(Salesman)

“Now, well, I, I tried to warn ya that you put it in and you have to do it manually. But I like the one that you just plug it in and it does it all by itself, in real long strands and you cut ’em up. It’s easier to do it that way because, well, I like to put all the stuff in there and it keeps flippin’ out, and I can’t get the thing to stick together or anything. Coupled with the fact that you gotta stick two of ’em together to even get one outta it. It always ends up lookin’ like…”

See “The Door Into Summer”

See “Love Is Only Sleeping”

See “Daily Nightly”

Think I’ll let her keep on going
Wherever it is she’s goin’ to
Give her my autograph and tell her
It’s been nice knowin’ you, ha ha

She’s a star collector (Collector of stars)
She only aims to please young celebrities
Yes, she’s a star collector (Collector of stars)
How can I love her
When I just don’t respect her?

When everything is goin’ my way
She wants to be close at hand
She moves to some other doorway
When things don’t go the way she planned

Yes, she’s a star collector (Collector of stars)
She only aims to please young celebrities
Yes, she’s a star collector (Collector of stars)
Whoa, it won’t take much time
Before I get her off my mind

[break]

For she’s a star collector (Collector of stars)
Whoa, she only aims to please young celebrities
Yes, she’s a star collector (Collector of stars)
Whoa, it won’t take much time
Before I get her off my mind