SOFT MACHINE
"Soft Machine" (1968)

HOPE FOR HAPPINESS
Words by Brian Hopper,
Music by Brian Hopper, arranged by Soft Machine

I can tell... like the ring of a bell
A chime that is clear and true
But if a crack, the sound is flat
Like happiness... that's become untrue

Out of the East, the sun flew West
Trailing its golden spray
My heart burns, when fortune turns
The trail to light my way

Days go by, I watch the sky
My eyes forever quest
The sun returns, though my hope yearns
Forever things point the rest

Sun heart burns, moon glow turns
Stars will trade hope for happiness
Hope for happiness, happiness, happiness

Flowers grow wild, just for the child
Sniff this sprinkling bloom
When you grow up, hope colours up
The things that cause us gloom

Tell can you now how fun is made?
It's how happiness is really found
Look for advice, be told more than twice
By people all around

Sun heart burns, moon glow turns
Stars will trade hope for happiness
Hope for happiness, happiness, happiness

WHY AM I SO SHORT ?
Words by Robert Wyatt, Music by Hugh Hopper

You may laugh at me
Say I don't deserve
All the things I've had
Sad...

I've got a drum kit and some sticks
So when I'm drunk or in a fit
I find it easy to express myself
I hit the drums so hard I break all my heads
And then I end the day in one of my beds

I'm nearly 5 ft. 7 tall
I like to smoke and drink and ball
I've got a yellow suit that's made by Pam
And every day I like an egg and some tea
But best of all I like to talk about me!

You may laugh at me
Say I don't deserve
All the things I've had

A CERTAIN KIND
Words and Music
by Hugh Hopper

A certain kind... of love, I'd say
Exists for me, and every night
Your kind of love sets me alight
And I know it's real, it's what I feel, what I feel...

And loving you the way I do
Makes everything seem right again
And when you're near I know
I know you just can't tell the time
When you... it's just not right

And so our love I see in you
The things today, the things we do
And when you're near I know
You just can't see... well
I know it's real, it's what I feel

And loving you the way I do
Makes everything seem right again
And when you're near I know
I know you just can't see
All the time of day
I know you're mine, and all the time...

SAVE YOURSELF
Words and Music
by Robert Wyatt

It's my, my bed you're lying on
It's my, my bed you're dying on
But if it's my head you're relying on

You gotta save yourself
Don't enslave yourself
Just to save yourself
Stay in your own bed at night

Because, girl, you know that if
I try to feed you and keep you all week to make you feel secure
Then you won't leave my bed, though you wanna stay fed
Will your heart remain, girl?
You know you can't make it
Without tryin' to fake it
And I believe, baby

You gotta save yourself
Don't enslave yourself
Just to save yourself
Stay in your own bed at night

LULLABYE LETTER
Words and Music
by Kevin Ayers

I've got something to tell you
Hold on, I wanted to thrill you
It's nice, makes you feel better
It's called the Lullabye Letter
Hold tight, I'm not trying to con you
Get ready, I'm going to lay it on you

You're the sweetest thing I see
I'm telling you it's no lie

I've got lights in my brain, girl
We'll have fights in the rain, girl
You'll be good and bad together
Writing songs and call that the weather
If you've got something to sing me
4 o'clock's the best time to ring me

You're the strangest scene I see
I'm telling you it's no lie

You're the sweetest thing I've seen
In my life...

WHY ARE WE SLEEPING ?
Words and Music
by Kevin Ayers

It begins with a blessing, it ends with a curse
Making life easy by making it worse
"My mask is my master", the trumpeter weeps
But his voice is so weak, as he speaks from his sleep

Saying: "Why, why, why... Why are we sleeping?"

People are watching, people who stare
Waiting for something that's already there
"Tomorrow I'll find it", the trumpeter screams
And remembers he's hungry, and drowns in his dreams

Saying: "Why, why, why... Why are we sleeping?"

My head is a nightclub with glasses and wine
The customers dancing or just making time
While Daevid is cursing, the customers scream
Now everyone's shouting, "Get out of my dream!"

Saying: "Why, why, why... Why are we sleeping?"