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STICKY WICKETS BOOM BOOM AFRIDI Keep your cool, keep your powder dry If you wanna flash, flash hard Take a pull but try not to get high If you wanna flash, flash hard Don’t get caught trying to hit the big shot If you wanna touch the stars Wait for it, wait for it, take it slow If you wanna flash, flash hard Wait for it, wait for it, let yourself go Say… Sticky wickets early in the morning Boom boom - Afridi Sticky wickets last thing at night Boom boom - the renegade Sticky wickets tossin’ and a-turnin’ Boom boom - Afridi Sticky wickets stand up and fight Everybody say… Boom boom - Afridi Show yourself, show them who’s the boss Boom boom - the renegade Lose yourself but try not to get lost Boom boom - Afridi It’s no good playing on the back foot Wait for it, wait for it, take it slow If you wanna hear the crowd Wait for it, wait ‘til it’s time to explode! If you wanna hear the crowd Screaming out your name so loud Sticky wickets early in the morning If you wanna hear the crowd Sticky wickets last thing at night Sticky wickets tossin’ and a-turnin’ Say… Sticky wickets stand up and fight Boom boom - Afridi Boom boom - the renegade Stand up and fight… Boom boom - Afridi Everybody say… Sticky wickets early in the morning Boom boom - Afridi Sticky wickets last thing at night Boom boom - the renegade Sticky wickets tossin’ and a-turnin’ Boom boom - Afridi Sticky wickets stand up and fight Sticky wickets early in the morning “If you’re gonna flash, flash hard Sticky wickets last thing at night If you’re gonna flash, flash hard Sticky wickets tossin’ and a-turnin’ If you’re gonna go, start the car Sticky wickets stand up and fight If you’re gonna flash, flash hard Go on…” Everybody say… Boom boom - Afridi Boom boom - the renegade Boom boom - Afridi Everybody say… Boom boom - Afridi Boom boom - the renegade Boom boom - Afridi IT’S JUST NOT CRICKET THE UMPIRE THIRD MAN Sgt.Yankee in his baseball cap I awake early morning, press my shirt, clean my shoes Before the captain calls to me I know where he’ll want me to be Throwing curveballs all over the map Egg and soldiers for my breakfast, kiss the wife, avoid the news I’ve dropped the ball too many times and out of sight is out of mind It’s not right, it’s not cricket! Take the wheel of my Escort, fifty five, middle lane To lessen my depression I spend session after session Vlad the Impaler is taking off his shirt Watch the Jags and the Ferraris leave me in their wake again In the decadent digression of a dream To wrestle with the riot girls down in the dirt It’s not right, it’s not cricket! Who would aspire to be an umpire and who would be a referee? Hey hey, whiling away the best part of the day down at third man We’re only here to be sneered at, just a relic of yesteryear Hey hey, watching the play as I daydream away down at third man All we’re really saying is it doesn’t really feel There was a time when we were held high, but it’s not how it used to be Like we’re all playing on a level playing field They only let us stick around so they’ve someone to kick around I think I’ll spend a little time planning crimes like Harry Lime It’s not right One more relic of yesterday I’ll fantasise my enemies’ demise ‘til tea arrives I could make a killing like the villain in the film “It’s just not cricket” Do you think they would miss me if I took a holiday? Selling Fleming’s penicillin to Vienna Spent the morning at the seaside, candyfloss, penny arcade Bend over bank-man and take one for the team No abuse, no indignation, no vitriol, no angry mobs Hey hey, whiling away the best part of the day down at third man A billion dollar bonus and a handshake from the queen No high pressure situations, I’m just trying to do my job Hey hey, watching the play as I daydream away down at third man It’s not right, it’s not cricket! You’ve got a nerve to dedicate your victory to god Who would aspire to be an umpire and who would be a referee? “In the shadow of a doorway she is standing like a lost child When all you’ve done is medicate your way back to the top We’re only here to be laughed at, just a relic of yesteryear An old woman is screaming, the crowd’s becoming hostile It’s not right, it’s not cricket! There was a time when we were held high, but now they’ve got technology My thoughts have been diluted like a 2/6 novella Replaying every scene to prove that we are of no further use Am I in a field in England or in the dark streets of Vienna?” All we’re really saying is it doesn’t really feel And sport is just a computer game Like we’re all playing on a level playing field Just a relic of yesterday Hey hey, whiling away the best part of the day down at third man It’s not right Hey hey, watching the play as I daydream away down at third man Hey hey, whiling away the best part of the day down at third man “Well one thing it certainly isn’t is cricket Hey hey, watching the play as I daydream away down at third man You simply can’t get away with that It’s just not cricket”! All we’re really saying is it doesn’t really feel Like we’re all playing on a level playing field It’s not right CHIN MUSIC “You know it’s just not cricket Instrumental… No, doesn’t work My dear old thing, really you must pull yourself together! Calypso collapso Dreadful…” STICKY WICKETS Thomas Walsh - Vocals/Drums/Percussion Neil Hannon - Vocals/Electric Guitar/Synths Tosh Flood - Electric Guitar Nick Seymour - Bass Guitar Neil Finn – Additional vocals JUDD’S PARADOX BOOM BOOM AFRIDI Stephen Fry - Spoken Word Neil Hannon - Vocals/Piano/Vox Continental Thomas Walsh - Vocals/Acoustic Guitar/Percussion Thomas Walsh - Acoustic Guitar/Backing Vocals/ Percussion Neil Hannon - Vocals/Piano/Electric Guitar/ Tosh Flood - Electric Guitar/Samples Banjo/Programming Nick Seymour - Bass Guitar Cathy Davey - Backing Vocals Tim Weller - Drums Tosh Flood - Backing Vocals David Lloyd - Spoken Word Nick Seymour - Bass Guitar Tim Weller - Drums IT’S JUST NOT CRICKET Thomas Walsh - Vocals/Acoustic Guitar/ MYSTERY MAN Electric Guitar/Percussion Thomas Walsh - Vocals/Acoustic Guitar/ Neil Hannon - Vocals/Piano/Slide Guitar Kazoosaphone/Percussion Tosh Flood - Electric Guitar/Backing Vocals/Whistling Neil Hannon - Vocals/Piano/Vox Continental/Electric Guitar Nick Seymour - Bass Guitar/Whistling Tosh Flood - Piano/Electric Guitar Tim Weller - Drums Nick Seymour - Bass Guitar Henry Blofeld - Spoken Word Joe Fitzgerald - Drums Billy Cooper - Trumpet Matt Berry – Spoken Word Nelson Bragg - Additional percucssion The Cavaliers - Shouts NUDGING AND NURDLING LINE AND LENGTH THE UMPIRE Neil Hannon Vocals/Piano/Synth/Electric Guitar/Banjo/Percussion Neil Hannon - Vocals/Synths/Programming/Electric Guitar Thomas Walsh - Vocals/Acoustic Guitar/Percussion Neil Hannon - Vocals/Piano/Farfisa Organ/Synths Thomas Walsh - Vocals/Percussion CHIN MUSIC Tosh Flood - Electric Guitars/Percussion Thomas Walsh - Backing Vocals/Percussion Tosh Flood - Vocals/Electric Guitar Nick Seymour - Bass Guitar/Percussion Tosh Flood - Omnichord/Backing Vocals Neil Hannon - Zither/Melodica/Harpsichord Nick Seymour - Bass Guitar Tim Weller - Drums Nick Seymour - Bass Guitar Thomas Walsh - Tenor Acoustic Guitar/Percussion Tim Weller - Drums Tim Weller - Drums Tosh Flood - Electric Guitars/Mandolin Cathy Davey – Additional Vocals Significant Nudgers: Nick Seymour - Bass Guitar Alexander Armstrong/Mark Ellen/Isy Suttie/ Tim Weller - Drums Chris Addison/Michael Penn/Kate Mossman/ THE THIRD MAN THE LAUGHING CAVALIERS Paul Putner/Phill Jupitus/Daniel Radcliffe/ Thomas Walsh - Vocals/Acoustic Guitar/ The Theatrical Cavaliers - Choir Neil Finn/Joe Elliott/Tim Wheeler/Dave Gregory/ Kazoosaphone/Percussion OUT IN THE MIDDLE Thomas Walsh - Vocals/Acoustic Guitar Andrew Harrison/Harmony Kennedy/David Hepworth/ Neil Hannon - Vocals/Piano/Electric Piano Thomas Walsh - Vocals/Acoustic Guitar/Percussion Neil Hannon - Vocals/Piano Matt Berry/Tosh Flood/Barbara Charone/Dermot O’Leary/ Tosh Flood - Electric Guitar Neil Hannon - Vocals/Piano/Electric Piano Tosh Flood - Electric Guitar/Banjo/Backing Vocals Warren & Dean Kennedy/Graham Linehan/ Nick Seymour - Bass Guitar Tosh Flood - Electric Guitars/Backing Vocals Nick Seymour - Bass Guitar Mark Krais & Chris Worsey/Simon Little & Andrew Skeet/ Tim Weller - Drums Nick Seymour - Bass Guitar Tim Weller - Drums Matt Lunson/Billy Cooper/Andy Afford/Carl Barât/ Daniel Radcliffe - Spoken Word Tim Weller - Drums Billy Cooper - Trumpet David O’Doherty/Duckworth & Guy Massey & Lewis… OUT IN THE MIDDLE LINE AND LENGTH THE LAUGHING CAVALIERS You can be high in society Line and length (put it in the blockhole) (The Cavaliers are here, the Cavaliers are here) You can be top of your family tree Line and length But have you got what it takes to be out in the middle? Line and length (put it in the blockhole) Here we come, the Laughing Cavaliers You can be blessed with a fine physique Li-Li-Li-Li-Line and length Winning grins pinned between our ears You can impress every girl you meet We are happy fellows, very happy fellows But have you got what it takes to be out in the middle? The line of a delivery is the direction of its trajectory We are free from misery as far as we can tell-o Measured in the horizontal axis Do we have a dark side? Do we hell-o! And you can pray to any deity you like The line of a delivery is the direction of its trajectory I’m sure he’s got a lot of better things to do with his time Measured in the horizontal aaaaaxis! Say hello to the Laughing Cavaliers Say goodbye to tan-ta-rums and tears You can have a suit from Saville Row Check your line and length (shoulda,