SALMON SO 
																BRIGHT(QUENCH MY 
																APPETITE)
																
																Here’s a song
																
																
																For those who’ve 
																travelled long
																
																
																They’ve made the 
																journey
																
																
																From so far
																
																
																They made it 
																cross the sea
																
																
																Made it back to 
																me
																
																
																I bet they wish 
																they had a car
																
																
																Chorus
																
																
																They go up , 
																down and around
																
																
																They swim in 
																circles
																
																
																I want them for 
																tea
																
																
																Down , around
																
																
																So come on 
																Bradan
																
																
																Take that fly 
																for me
																
																
																They came from 
																out at sea
																
																
																It’s one of 
																life’s mysteries
																
																
																How they made it 
																from over there
																
																
																They’ve come 
																back to stay
																
																
																But they went to 
																Carloway
																
																
																And now they 
																haven’t
																
																
																got a prayer
																
																
																Chorus 
																
																
																 
																	
																	PEAKY
																	
																
																
																	
																	Want to tell 
																	you a story
																
																	
																	‘Bout the 
																	keyboard man
																
																	
																	One night at 
																	a Tull gig
																
																	
																	He was sick 
																	in the pan
																
																	
																	Chorus
																
																	
																	Too many 
																	drugs
																
																	
																	Too many 
																	curries yea
																
																	
																	Too many 
																	beers
																
																	
																	Done in too 
																	much hurry
																
																	
																	He don’t 
																	look well
																
																	
																	He’s looking 
																	peaky
																
																	
																	He don’t 
																	look fine
																
																	
																	He’s 
																	starting to 
																	leaky
																
																	
																	He puked in 
																	the gutter
																
																	
																	And his face 
																	turned green
																
																	
																	Let me tell 
																	you 
																	something
																
																	
																	He’s the 
																	peakiest 
																	I’ve seen
																
																	
																	Chorus
																
																	
																	One night at 
																	a party
																
																	
																	Well what do 
																	you think
																
																	
																	Robin was 
																	calling out 
																	for
																
																	
																	More strong 
																	drink
																
																	
																	Chorus
																	
																
																
																
																
 
																	
																	PETER 
																	DAN THE 
																	RUBBER MAN
																
																
																Safety in 
																numbers
																
																
																Said the girl to 
																her young man
																
																
																I’ll bring along 
																a friend of mine
																
																
																If you’ll bring 
																Peter Dan
																
																
																We’ll buy a 
																bottle
																
																
																Take a stroll
																
																
																Together hand in 
																hand
																
																
																We’ll watch and 
																see if Mary 
																falls in love 
																with Peter Dan
																
																
																They came upon a 
																cross-roads
																
																
																
																When they had 
																walked a mile
																
																
																I do believe 
																we’ll take our 
																leave
																
																
																Said the young 
																girl with a 
																smile
																
																
																We’ll sit right 
																here and talk 
																awhile
																
																
																Said Peter in 
																reply
																
																
																Mary blushed and 
																failed to see
																
																
																The twinkle in 
																his eye
																
																
																Chorus
																
																
																And oh oh the 
																sun went down
																
																
																And the moon 
																rose like silver
																
																
																
																In the sky above 
																the town
																
																
																Look Away, Look 
																Away
																
																
																Said Peter to 
																his lover
																
																
																And he 
																introduced his 
																best friend
																
																
																And dressed it 
																all in rubber
																
																
																Peter Dan
																
																
																The Rubber Man
																
																
																The lady turned 
																around
																
																
																Saw Peter on the 
																ground
																
																
																A wicked smile 
																upon his face
																
																
																And his fun gun 
																in his hand
																
																
																The lady 
																screamed and 
																said to him
																
																
																You are a wicked 
																man
																
																
																Alas I can no 
																longer stay
																
																
																And away she 
																briskly ran
																
																
																Mary’s anguished 
																cry
																
																
																Broke the 
																silence of the 
																night
																
																
																Her friends 
																returned in 
																haste to see
																
																
																If Mary was all 
																right
																
																
																All they saw was 
																Peter Dan
																
																
																Sitting there 
																alone
																
																
																When questioned 
																Peter Dan 
																replied
																
																
																I think she has 
																gone home
																
																
																Chorus 
																
																
																 
																
																WHISKEY 
																FROM A JAM JAR
																
																
																Sitting in the 
																brewery on a 
																Sunday night
																
																
																Folk music 
																playing , 
																feeling all 
																right
																
																
																Musicians 
																playing about a 
																blanket on the 
																ground
																
																
																Music stand is 
																falling with an 
																awful sound
																
																
																Drinking :
																
																
																Whisky from a 
																jam jar
																
																
																Heavy from a 
																glass
																
																
																Folk music 
																playing 
																
																
																
																Your looking at 
																a happy man
																
																
																Walking on the 
																road on a 
																January night
																
																
																The rain it is 
																falling , the 
																sky it ain’t 
																bright
																
																
																Heading cross 
																the meadows on a 
																mission from God
																
																
																Gonna get a 
																carryout and 
																drink the lot
																
																
																Drinking:
																
																
																Whisky from a 
																jam jar
																
																
																Special from a 
																can
																
																
																Cream cheese and 
																biscuits
																
																
																Your looking at 
																a happy man
																
																
																
																
																DON’T KILL 
																WHALES
																
																No lyrics exist 
																for this song
																
																
																
																 
																
																
																MOONLIGHT(PARTS 
																ONE TO FOUR)
																
																
																Sunshine and 
																rain it’s all 
																the same
																
																
																Moonlight and 
																rain it’s all 
																the same
																
																
																Let it rain
																
																
																Let it rain