Moon in June - Soft Machine

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!

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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

It’s 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 understand that for me everything’s just beginning

Until I get more homesick

So before this feeling dies, remember how distance tells us lies…

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 all right