1. PSI POWER

When I was a kid in school
They showed me symbols on a card
Then they sent them from a locked and bolted room
I had to fake that it was hard
Circle, square, triangle, waves
I got them crystal clear by the hour
And all I said was "may I please take a rest?"
I didn't want them to know I was possessed

With Psi Power
Psi Power
Psi Power
I can read your mind like a magazine
I see where you're at
I know what you mean
I get all the secrets that you'd rather keep

When I was a teenage kid
and I hung around the streets
I could see inside the mind
of any girl that I wanted to meet
Wave, triangle, circle, square
They opened to me like a flower
Would you like to have your mind caressed?
Can't you feel that I'm possessed

With Psi Power
Psi Power
Psi Power
I can read your mind like a magazine
I see where you're at I know what you mean
I get all the secrets that you'd rather keep

Psi Power
Psi Power
Psi Power
I can read your mind like a magazine
I see where you're at I know what you mean
I get all the secrets that you'd rather keep

It's like a radio you can't switch off
There's no way to get peace of mind
I'd like to live inside a lead-lined room
And leave all this Psi Power behind

Circle, square, triangle, waves
It's a gift that soon turns sour
Why don't they let me get some rest?
It's too much to understand and to digest

Psi Power
Psi Power
Psi Power

I can read your mind like a magazine
I see where you're at
I know what you mean
I get all the secrets that you'd rather keep


2. FREE FALL

Before you jump
You wear the frown
Of someone who is stalling
There's no up there's only down
In the fear of falling
In free fall...

All you need to do is take
One step into the sky
Give yourself to gravity
Give death another try
In free fall, free fall

The wind'll take your frightened face
And force your mouth to smile
While destiny is on your case
The gods look up your file
In free fall...

The clouds are coming at you
Like a host of angels wings
For thirty seconds of freedom squared
You've cut the puppet strings
In free fall, free fall


3. AUTUMOTON

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4. 25 YEARS

Went to school, I studied
And I got my G.C.E.
My City and Guilds and my Sky Diary
But it didn't do me no good
They didn't like my looks,
So I burnt my books

25 years doesn't matter anymore
I stand around the streets
And lie around the floor
looking at the sky
I watch the world go by

25 years, 25 years...

I started out one day
And I worked in a factory
My mind went blank,
I needed a battery
Didn't do me no good
I got the sack,
My work was slack

They said there's life up there in the galaxy
The world's in collision
There's people with an allergy
25 years of,
25 years of,
25 years of social research

Spent 25 years doesn't matter anymore

I stand around the streets
And lie around the floor
Looking at the sky
I watch the world go by...

25 years,
25 years


5. FLYING DOCTOR

He sneaks through the door of the surgery
He's got the drug cabinet key
He did something funny and he tied up his arm
It's just the flying doctor, no cause for alarm
He sprinkled out a powder and spread out a line
He sniffed it up his nostril and he's feeling so fine
Feeling so fine, it feels like he's flying
Feeling so fine, it feels like he's flying
His receptionist saw him, it certainly shocked her
She said "Look out, you'd better duck,
Here comes the Flying Doctor"

Out in the outback, there's been an outbreak
and the Flying Doctor's got nothing to take
He went to the cabinet, the cabinet was bare
His eyes dilated, you can see by his stare.
Called up his base on the radio,
He said; "My supplies are running low,
They're running low, you can see where they go
They're running low, I see where they go"
Out in the outback with my Percival Proctor
Look out you'd better duck,
Here comes the Flying Doctor

He's got the cabinet key,
The cabinet key, the cabinet key...

"This is the Flying Doctor calling Wallarolla base
Wallorola base come in please...
I want to talk to you about my drugs situation...
My drug situation is rather tight...
About as tight as a kangaroo's khyber, I'd say"

Cabinet key, cabinet key...

"Wake up ! - One, two, three, four"

A Sheila in the bush by a Koolahbar tree
Needed an urgent appendectomy
The Flying Doctor like a true Australian,
Performed the operation with a sardine can
He made a rough incision and tried to chew it out,
He had no anaesthetic, so she started to shout,
She started to shout, when he was chewing it out,
She started to shout, he tried to chew it right out,
He balled up his fist and scientifically socked her,
Look out you'd better duck,
Here comes the Flying Doctor

Cabinet key, cabinet key, cabinet key...


6. THE ONLY ONES

Icarus flew too near the sun
Into the blue his red wax did run
He fell to the earth and sealed the scroll
The daredevil angels our luck would unfold

They are the only ones
The chosen only ones
They are the only ones who are free

Half-human half-bird ascending so high
No whisper is heard from deep in the sky
On wings they climb, they beat and they soar
Through space and time toward heaven's door

In chariots of fury and flame
We head for above to stake out our claim
With radioscopes, electronic eyes
We scan for our hopes in different skies


7. ONLY THE DEAD DREAMS OF A COLD WAR KID

If he blows his cover he might blow the lid
So he stays in the shadows like he always did
Deep in his trenchcoat secret papers are hid
It's only the dead dreams of the cold war kid

In a town by the wall the machine gunners wait
To type out the orders that seal his fate
Deep in the shadows where he always hid
It's only the dead dreams of the cold war kid
Only the dead dreams of the cold war kid

Secret career in counter espionage
Covering his fear with clever camouflage
Only the dead dreams of the cold war kid
Only the dead dreams of the cold war kid

Railway hotel with gun oil on the sheets
The man at the harbour waited in the streets
It's only the dead dreams of the cold war kid
Only the dead dreams of the cold war kid


8. THE OF THE MICRO MAN

It's the age of the Micro Man
Who sees the detail but never the plan
It's the time of the tiny creep
Who pulls the levers while he falls asleep
Twenty five years of social research

It's the age of the insect man
Who pushes buttons and takes back the can
It's the age of the Micro Man
Who sees the detail but never the plan
Twenty five years of social research
Twenty five years of social research