Old Medley - Genesis, Phil Collins, Tony Banks

Holy Mother of God

You’ve got to go faster than that to get to the top

Dirty old mountain all covered in smoke

She can turn you to stone

You better start doing it right

Yes you better start doing it right

All right

You’re halfway up and you’re halfway down

The pack on your back keeps turning you around

Throw it away, you won’t need it up there, and remember

You don’t look back whatever you do

Yes you better start doing it right

All right

Yes you better start doing it right

And the lamb lies down, down, down, down on broadway

Early morning Manhattan

Ocean winds blow in off the land

Movie-Palace is now undone

The all-night watchmen have had their fun

Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show

It’s the same old ending — its time to go

Get out!

It seems they cannot leave their dream

There is something moving in the sidewalk steam

And the lamb it lies down, down, down, down on Broadway

Night time flyers feel their pain

Drugstore takes down its chains

Metal motion comes in bursts

But the gas station can quench that thirst

Suspension cracked on an unmade road

The trucker’s eyes they read 'Overload'

And out on the subway

Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid

He Exits in the daylight, his spray gun hid

And the lamb it lies down, down, down, down on Broadway

On broadway

On broadway

On broadway

They say the lights are always bright on broadway

They say theres always magic in the air

Tonight, tonight, tonight

They say the lights are always bright on broadway

They say theres always magic in the air

She’s a lady, she’s got time

Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face

She’s a lady, she is mine

Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh

(Just let me look)

I’ve been waiting here for so long

And all this time passed me by

It hardly seems to matter now, not now

You stand there with your fixed expression

Just casting doubt on all I have to say

Well why don’t you touch me, touch me

Why don’t you touch me, touch me

Touch me now, now, now, now, now

Now, now, now, now, now

Now, now, now, na, ha now

Now, now, now, now, now

Now, now, now, na, ha now

It’s one o’clock and its time for lunch

Bum de dum de dum, dum, dum

When the sun beats down and I lie on me bench

I can always hear them talk

Ah there’s always been Ethel

Jacob wake up, you’ve got to tidy your room now

And then Mister Lewis

Well isn’t it time that he was out on his own?

Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds — cuckoo to you!

Keep a them a mowing blades sharp

And I know what I like, and I like what I know

Ya know its getting better in your wardrobe

Stepping one beyond your show ooh show, show you show, show

I know, yes I know what I like, and I like I like what I know

Its getting better in your wardrobe

Stepping one beyond your show

Your show, you know that its your show

Its your show, know thats its your show

Know that its your show (I like)

When the sun beats down and I lie on me bench

I can always hear them talk

Me, I’m just a lawnmower

You can tell me by the way I walk, walk!

Well I thought it was going all right

I found out Im wrong when I thought I was right

Its always the same its just a shame thats all

And I could say day, and you’d say night

And tell it’s black when I know that it’s white

Its always the same, it’s just a shame, that’s all

No, no, no its no fun being an illegal alien

No, no its no fun being an illegal alien

Its no fun being an illegal alien

No, no, no, no, no its no fun being an illegal alien

You have your own special way

And I will follow you will you follow me

All the days and nights that we know will be

I will stay with you will you stay with me

Just one single tear in each passing year

I will follow you will you follow me

All the days and nights that we know will be

I will stay with you will you stay with me

Just one single tear in each passing year there will be

Ye, ye, ye, ye, yes I know well I know what I like

And I like well I like what I know, I know, I know

Its getting better in your wardrobe

Stepping one beyond your show

Your show you know its your show