SOFT MACHINE
"Third" (1970)

MOON IN JUNE
Words and Music by Robert Wyatt

On a dilemma between what I need and what I just want
Between your thighs I feel a sensation
How long can I resist the temptation?
I've got my bird, you've got your man
So who else do we need, really?

Now I'm here, I may as well put my other hand in yours
While we decide how far to go and if we've got time to do it now
And if it's half as good for you as it is for me
Then you won't mind if we lie down for a while, just for a while
Till all the thing I want is need
You are the thing I are, I knew

I want you more than ever now
We're on the floor, and you want more, and I feel almost sure
That cause now we've agreed, that we got what we need
Then all the thing us needs is wanting

I realized when I saw you last
We've been together now and then
From time to time - just here and there
Now I know how it feels from my hair to my heels
To have you haunt the horns of my dilemma
- Oh! Wait a minute! -

Over - Up - Over - Up - ... Down
Down - Over - Up - Over - ... Up

Living can be lovely, here in New York State
Ah, but I wish that I were home
And I wish I were home again - back home again, home again

There are places and people that I'm so glad to have seen
Ah, but I miss the trees, and I wish that I were home again
Back home again

The sun shines here all summer
Its nice cause you can get quite brown
Ah, but I miss the rain - ticky tacky ticky
And I wish that I were home again - home again, home again...

Living is easy here in New York State
Ah, but I wish that I were home again
Back in West Dulwich again

Just before we go on to the next part of our song
Let's all make sure we've got the time
Music-making still performs the normal functions -
background noise for people scheming, seducing, revolting and teaching
That's all right by me, don't think that I'm complaining
After all, it's only leisure time, isn't it?

Now I love your eyes - see how the time flies
She's learning to hate, but it's just too late for me
It was the same with her love
It just wasn't enough for me
But before this feeling dies
Remember how distance can tell lies!

You can almost see her eyes, is it me she despises or you?
You're awfully nice to me and I'm sure you can see what her game is
She sees you in her place, just as if it's a race
And you're winning, and you're winning
She just can't undertsand that for me everything's just beginning
Until I get more homesick
So before this feeling dies, remember how distance tells us lies...

[The following is from Kevin Ayers' song "Singing A Song In The Morning"]

Singing a song in the morning
Singing it again at night
Don't really know what I'm singing about
But it makes me feel I feel all right

[The following is from Kevin Ayers' song "Hat Song"]

You say you like my shirt
You say you like my hat
Oh but you never say you like me
Or something nice like that
What about me?
What about me?

MOON IN JUNE (BBC TOP GEAR VERSION)
Words and Music by Robert Wyatt

I can still remember
The last time we played on Top Gear
And though each little song
Was less than three minutes long
Mike squeezed a solo in... somehow
And although we like our longer tunes
It seemed polite to cut them down
To little bits - they might be hits
Who gives an... after all?
Tell me how would you feel
In the place of John Peel?
You just can't please
all of the musicians all the time

Playing now is lovely
Here in the BBC
We're free to play almost as long and as loud
As a jazz group, or an orchestra on Radio Three
There are dancehalls and theatres
With acoustics worse than here
Not forgetting the extra facilities
Such as the tea machine, just along the corridor
So to all our mates like Kevin,
Caravan, the old Pink Floyd
Allow me to recommend 'Top Gear'
Despite its extraordinary name
Yes, playing, playing now is lovely
Here in the BBC
We're free to play almost as long and as loud
As the foreign language classes... and the John Cage interview...
and the jazz groups... and the orchestras on Radio 3

Pop stars drink each others' wine
Plough each others' earth
Hoping for companionship
And then perhaps rebirth
Plant seeds in fresher plots of earth
Bound up in concepts and dreams
And fears of worse things to come
They never do
They stay the same
Music-making still
Performs a normal function
Background noise for people
Eating and talking and drinking and smoking
That's all right by us
Don't think that we're complaining
After all it's only leisure time, isn't it?

I could almost sing this song
In a nice tone of voice
If I had to, I'd be glad to
It's awfully nice to be here
So let's open the beers and get tipsy
We'd be mad to
But if you sound refined
You just can't blow the mind of a kiddy
Or a young lady
And if you come from the sun
You just can't fool a mum into thinking
That you're alright, really
So before this feeling dies
Remember, I could be telling lies

Now, I love your eyes
See how the time flies
I think it's so great
You seem to change your fate
By working and playing
Something new in every way
Can be yours in a day
But I wonder what I'm really saying
So just before this feeling dies
Remember I may be telling lies
Falsehoods
White lies
Adverts
Idle chat
Banter
Half-truths
Rumours
And just lies, plain lies...

I shan't say...
One more word...
So instead... I'll play drums...

MOON IN JUNE (DEMO VERSION)
Words and Music by Robert Wyatt

Only a short moment ago
While a-smoking a cigarette
Now I'm in here without a full paper
I wasn't firm I'd see you all later
Now, in my room, I'm fairly bored
But I can't be bothered to...

At the week-end I wrote down
All the girls I could think of
I'm of an arbitrary nature
Not to say slower than a snail
And all at once, the weekend of bliss
Died in a chair - I don't know where
But when it did, I saw you smile
As you closed the office file
How did you know I saw you ?
How could you see, did you feel me ?

I can still remember
The day our baby was conceived
...It seems like yesterday

I need you more than ever now
It's nearly four, and you want more
Tell me how would you feel?
Would you feel quite so real
If you'd said 'Not today... Later' ?

Over, up, over, up - down...
Down, over, up, over - up...

Living is easy, here in New York State
Yeah, but I wish I... were home again... in West Dulwich...

There are places and people that I'm so glad to have seen
Yeah, but I miss the trees, and I wish I were back home again

The sun shines here all summer
Its nice cause you can get quite brown
Yeah, but I miss the rain - ticky-tacky-ticky
And I wish I, wish I were home again - I wish, a dish, I wish-a-dish

Living is easy here in New York State
Ah, but I wish I... were home again

People drink each others' wine
Plough each others' earth
Hoping for companionship
Looking for rebirth
Plant seeds in fresher plots of earth
Bound up in concepts and dreams
And fears of worse things to come
They never do
They stay the same

Music-making still
Performs the normal functions
Background noise for people
Eating and thinking and talking and drinking
But that's all right with us
Don't think that we're complaining
After all it's only leisure time, isn't it?

Now I can love her eyes - see how the time flies
She's learning to hate, but it's just too late for me
It was the same with her mum
She just wasn't enough for me
(Well, who's complaining?)
But before this ceiling cries
Remember that everybody dies!

You can almost see her eyes, is it me she despises or you?
You're awfully nice to me, and I'm sure you can see what her game is...
She sees you in her place, just as if it's a race
And you're winning, winning
She just can't understand that for me everything's just beginning...
So before the penguin flies
Remember that everybody lies...
stands... runs... rushes... walks... breathes... eats... bleeds... falls, and dies!
(Whoopee... It's all very true, isn't it... My word it is)