Robert Wyatt
The Moon in June (BBC Version)
The Moon in June - Soft Machine - BBC Radio 1967-1972 Disc 1

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
I can still remember
The last time we played
On Top Gear

[Chorus 1]
And thought each little song
Was less than three minutes long
Mike squeezed a solo in somehow

[Verse 2]
And although we like our longer tunes
It seemed polite to cut them down
To little bits
They might be hits
Who gives a-after all

[Chorus 2]
Tell me how would you feel
In the place of John Peel
You just can't please all of the musicians all the time
[Interlude]

[Bass solo]

[Verse 3]
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 3

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 and 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 are free to play almost as long and as loud
As the foreign language classes
And that John Cage interview
And the jazz groups
And the orchestras on Radio 3
[Verse 4]
Pop stars drink each other’s wine
Plough each other’s 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 the normal functions
Background noise for people eating and talking and drinking and smoking
That's alright by us. Don't think that we're complaining
After all it's only leisure time, isn't it?

[Verse 5]
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 young lady
And if you come from the Sun
You just can't fool a mum into thinking
That you are alright, really
[Chorus 3]
So, before this feeling dies
Remember, I could be telling lies

[Verse 6]
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

[Chorus 4]
So just before this feeling dies
Remember I may be telling lies

[Bridge]
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

[Solos]