Lyrical Sources

Many of the lyrics in Cardiacs' and Spratleys Japs' songs are derived from old sources - some now obscure in the modern day.

## Moby-Dick

Moby-Dick; or, The Whale is an 1851 novel by Herman Melville, also made into a film in 1956.

She breathed them in; they nested in her ears.

 I don't sleep I die
Starbuck: Aye, Captain.
Ahab: It's late. You should turn in.
Starbuck: Sleep? That bed is a coffin... and those are winding sheets.
 Loosefish bad egg sad lot scapegrace

 Loosefish walk as like one dead
No more to rise forever
 Anything down there about your souls
“You mean the ship Pequod, I suppose,” said I, trying to gain a little more time for an uninterrupted look at him.
“Aye, the Pequod- that ship there,” he said, drawing back his whole arm and then rapidly shoving it straight out from him-, with the fixed bayonet of his pointed finger darted full at the object.
“Yes,” said I, “we have just signed the articles.”
“**Anything down there about your souls**?”
“About what?”
“Oh, perhaps you hav’n’t got any,” he said quickly. “No matter though, I know many chaps that hav’n’t got any,- good luck to ‘em; and they are all the better off for it. A soul’s a sort of a fifth wheel to a wagon.”
“What are you jabbering about, shipmate?” said I.
“He’s got enough, though, to make up for all deficiencies of that sort in other chaps,” abruptly said the stranger, placing a nervous emphasis upon the word he.

The ocean serves on high,
**Un-spouted by a whale in air**,
 The strange upheaving
side-lunging strides

was the cry

 guard against the

## Crimewave

A 1985 film directed by Sam Raimi and written in collaboration with Ethan and Joel Coen.

As going out to find a partner,
You’d do anything for.
Vic Ajax: A door, Mr Trend?
Ernest Trend: What's behind the door, Vic?
Vic Ajax: Oh,... Oh...Jeez,... Mr. Trend I'd love to have it for you but on my salary a larger apartment is...
 Something’s missing, shake the feeling,
Cherish is the word.

*this is itself a reference to the 1966 song 'Cherish' by The Association*
**Cherish is a word** I use to describe
All the feeling that I have hiding here for you inside

Nancy: Some night? It couldn't have possibly been worst.
Vic Ajax: Look at the bright side.
Nancy: You and your bright side? **There is no bright side**.
Vic Ajax: You're not being rational Nancy, of course there is a bright side.
Nancy: No bright side. No bright side! No. Bright. Side. NO BRIGHT SIDE!
 Had no idea, no one did
 make it quick
And I don’t want to hurt.
 One more stab and it’s back to the shop

## Night of the Hunter

A 1955 American thriller film directed by Charles Laughton based on the 1953 novel by Davis Grubb.

It is suggested that the cover for Sing to God - aside from being a parody of Bohemian Rhapsody - is also a reference to a scene in the film, particularly how the faces of characters speaking to the audience are posed in front of a starry background.

Like meadow grass under the flood.
 Rains cold and the wind blows,
All the rains is cold,
All the rains is cold.
 With whole body just a-quivering
With cleanliness.
 Nurse his hate hand, he cut it on a jag.

Hate hand, take the soul through drizzle ditch

Hide your hate hand in your secret place,
Your hate hand, hide your hand.
How blessed are the pure in heart.
 Want me to take ’em up and wash ’em good?
Harry Powell: No. No, thank you, dear Icey. I'll tend to them. Thank you.
 Like the only fish in the river,

Icey Spoon: What?
Willa Harper: The money.
Icey Spoon: I declare, Willa Harper, you'll let that money haunt you to your grave.
Willa Harper: Icey, I would love to be satisfied that Harry Powell don't think I got that money hid somewhere.
 Sweet heaven, save me from that candle.
Of hell fire.
Harry Powell: Do? Why, just stay right here and take care of them kids. Maybe it was never meant for a woman like Willa to taint their young lives.
Walt Spoon: It's mighty brave of you.
Harry Powell: I reckon it was just ordained that way, Brother Spoon.
Walt Spoon: Didn't she leave no word?
Harry Powell: A scrawl. On a notepaper on the bureau. I **burned it**. Tore it **up** and **burned it, it stank so strong of hellfire**.
 Heaven can only know what unholy sights and sounds
All we innocent babes has made in them dens.
Harry Powell: She run off with a drummer. During prayer meeting.
Rachel Cooper: Where's she at?
Harry Powell: Down the river somewheres. Parkersburg, Cincinnati. One of them Sodoms of the Ohio river.
Rachel Cooper: She took them kids with her?
 All spawn of my own flesh and blood,
 All spawn of my devils own strumpet,
 Them olden days and them hard times,
 Weren’t you afeared, little lambs down there
Harry Powell: Goodbye, Mrs Spoon. And thanks again.

 In all that dark down there
In that deep place made all flesh; all blood
 What a joy divine.
What a fellowship, **what a joy divine**,
Leaning on the everlasting arms;
What a blessedness, what a peace is mine,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.

 If ever I saw a sign from heaven
 I feel clean now
 the devil wins sometimes

## The Grapes of Wrath

The 1940 film based on the 1939 novel by John Steinbeck.

Tom Joad: Why don't you get at it, buddy?
"Get at what?"
Tom Joad: You know. You been goin' over me since I got in. Why don't you ask where I've been?
"I don't stick my nose in nobody's business. I stay in my own yard."
Tom Joad: That big nose of yours been goin' over me like a sheep in a vegetable patch. I ain't keepin' it secret. I've been in the penitentiary. Been there four years. Anything else?
"You ain't gotta get sore."
Tom Joad: Ask me anything.
"I didn't mean nothing."
Tom Joad: Me neither. I'm just trying to get along without shovin' anybody, that's all. See that road ahead? That's where I get out."
 Jumping over bushes, howling like a dog-wolf at moon time.
 And did they hurt him till he got mean mad?
 lonesome underground
 One of the ships hanging in mid-air like it was lost
And nobody cared.

Oh how he died blubbing and whimpering and all
Shivering cold and was scared,
Just like he was lost and nobody cared.
Al Joad: What's the matter, Ma? Getting scared?
 It being one of the biggest doses of Holy Spirit I ever seen.

Might more affected be by one of the biggest doses of
Holy spirit I ever seen.
 Y’ain’t ever gonna see it again!

## English as She Is Spoke

Infamous 1855 Portugese-English phrase book, notable for its almost nonsensical translations.

I have a letter to say
Pen is good for nothing, do me in.
This letter – old letter – is arrears;
It shall stay to the post for years, yeah.
At which does you write?
Is not that? look one is that.
**This letter is arrears.**
**It shall stay to the post.** This **pen** **are** **good for notting**. During I finish that letter, do
 Till at what o’clock is ten clock strike?
We have sung, danced, laugh and played.
What game?
To the picket.
Whom I am sorry do not have know it!
Who have prevailed upon?
I had gained ten lewis.
**Till at what o'clock** its had play one?
Un till two o'clock after mid night.
At what o'clock are you go to bed.
Half pass three.
I am no astonished if you get up so late.
What o'clock is it?
What o'clock you think it is?
I think is not yet eight o'clock.
 And all we want to see’s all that
It is remarkable.
The streets be laid out by line
And to paved, yeah.
**We won't to see all that is it remarkable** here.
Come with me, if you please. I shall not forget nothing what can to merit your attention.
The bridge is very fine, it have ten arches, and is constructed of free stone.
 Until two o’clock after midnight,
At what o’clock are you to bed?
I think yet that it is ten clock strike.
We have sung, danced, laugh and played.
What game?
To the picket.
Whom I am sorry do not have know it!
Who have prevailed upon?
I had gained ten lewis.
Till at what o'clock its had play one?
**Un till two o'clock after mid night.**
**At what o'clock are you go to bed.**
Half pass three.
I am no astonished if you get up so late.
What o'clock is it?
What o'clock you think it is?
I think is not yet eight o'clock.
 This day is good for nothing,
Do me in.

How is the day of the month, the year,
The day, the hour, etcetera,
That is some letter to me
me the goodness to scal this packet; it is by my cousin.
**How is the day of the month?**
**The two, the three, the four, etc.**
**That is some letter to me.**
 I am to tell some words that I know by heart:
**I could to tell some word's that I know by heart.**
Not apprehend you, the french language is not difficult.
I know it, and she have great deal of agreement. Who I would be. If I was know it!

Will you this?
You not make who to babble.
You not make that to prate all day's work.
You interompt me.
 Is your master home?
Yes, Sir!
Is it up?
No, Sir! He sleep yet!
It come in ones, how is it you are in bed yet?
**Yes, sir.**
**Is it up.**
**No, sir, he sleep yet.**
I go make that he get up.
 Since you not go out,
I shall go out nor I neither.
That may dead if I lie you,
 The sun rise on sun, lie down
There is some foggy.
I fear of the thunderbolt.
**The sun rise on.**
**The sun lie down**
It is light moon's.

It is not the season yet; but here is some peaches what does ripen at the eye sight.
It delay me to eat some wal nuts-kernals; take care not leave to pass the season.
Be tranquil, I shall throw you any nuts during the shell is green yet.
The artichoks grow its?
I have a particular care of its, because I know you like the bottoms.
It must **to cut the trees**.
 vessel of armed in man of war
I jest of them; my **vessel is armed in man of war**, I have a vigilant and courageous
equipage, and the ammunitions don't want me its.
Never have you not done wreck?
That it is arrived me twice.

That should must me to cost my life.
Help-to a little most the better yours terms.
**Don't you are awaken yet?**
**That should must me to cost my life.**
We are in the canicule.
 I am catched cold in the brain.
You are pinking me with a pin.
I will not to sleep on street.
**I am catched cold in the brain.**
I am **pinking me with a pin.**
I dead myself in envy to see her.
 Take that boy and whip him to much.
Take attention to cut you self.
'ttention to cut you self.
Take care to dirt you self.
A throat's ill.
That dead if I lie you.

may dead if I lie you...
**Take attention to cut you self.**
**Take care to dirt you self.**Dress my horse.
Since you not go out, I shall go out nor I neither.
**That may dead if I lie you.**
What is it who want you?
Why you no helps me to?
Upon my live.
All trees have very deal bear.
**A throat's ill.**

I have put down killed.
Me, I failed it
Another time there was plenty some black beasts and thin game, but the poachers
have killed almost all.
Look a hare who run! let do him to pursue for the hounds! it go one's Here that it
rouse. Let aim it! let make fire him!
**I have put down killed.**
**Me, I have failed it**; my gun have miss fixe.
I see a hind.
Let leave to pass away, don't disturte it.
I have heard that it is plenty pardriges this year.
Have **you killed also some thrushes.**
 not all theirs eases in this world
 save one she had look the devil
unhandsome, this was beg him **setae one she had look the devil**. 'Yes, sir, 1 did see
 to be delivered of my sickness
announced him a pretended physician, which had a remedy sure against that illness.
"That doctor came in coach or on foot?" was request the lord. "On foot," was
answered him the servant. "Well, was replied the sick, go tell to the knave what go
back one's self, because if he was the remedy, which he exalt him self, he should roll a
coach at six horses, and I would be send for him my self and to offer him the half part
 and he was like you as two water's drops

Yes, sir, I did see him
and he was like you as two water's drops
unhandsome, this was beg him setae one she had look the devil. '**Yes, sir, I did see him**, was answer the duchess, **and he was like you as two water's drops**."

I have not a most pleasure in the world
pleasure in the world...

The field has by me a thousand charms
I have not a most pleasure in the world
pleasure in the world
pleasure in the world
Wait for that the warm be out.
Go through that meadow. Who the country is beautiful! who the trees are thick!
Take the bloom's perfume.
**It seems me that the corn does push alredy.**You hear the bird's gurgling?
Which pleasure! Which charm!
**The field has by me a thousand charms.**Are you hunter? will you go to the hunting in one day this week?
Willingly; **I have not a most pleasure in the world.** There is some game on they
cantons?
 How is that man who you did speak
Is a German.
Tongh he is German, he speak so much well italyan, french, spanish, and english, that
among the Italyans, they believe him Italyan, he speak the frenche as the Frenches
himselves. The Spanishesmen belie ve him Spanishing, and the Englishes, Englisman.
 We shall have a fine weather today.
There is some foggy.
I fear of the thunderbolt.
The sun lie down.
 Which pleases. Which charm.
The field has by me a thousand
Wait for that the warm be out.
Go through that meadow. Who the country is beautiful! who the trees are thick!
Take the bloom's perfume.
It seems me that the corn does push alredy.
You hear the bird's gurgling?
**Which pleas**ure! Which charm!
**The field has by me a thousand charms.**
Are you hunter? will you go to the hunting in one day this week?
Willingly; **I have not a most pleasure in the world**. There is some game on they
cantons?
 Go us more fast never I was never seen a so much bad beast
know to march, he is pursy, he is foundered. Don't you are ashamed to give me a jade
as like? he is undshoed, he is with nails up; it want to lead to the farrier.
Your pistols are its loads?
No; I forgot to buy gun-powder and balls. Let us prick. **Go us more fast never I was seen** **a so much bad beast**; she will not nor to bring forward neither put back.
Strek him the bridle, hold him the reins sharters. Pique stron gly, make to marsh him.
I have pricked him enough. But I can't to make march him.
Go down, I shall make march.
Take care that he not give you a foot kick's.
Then he kicks for that I look? Sook here if I knew to tame hix.

to heart
bad, I have not sleeped; I have had

Are you altered?

Can I to get up my self?

Are you altered?

Can you take of a broth?
Very **bad. I have not sleeped; I have had** the fever during all night. I fell some pain
every where body.
Live me see your tongue. **Have you pain to the heart**?
**Are you altered**?
Yes, I have thursty often.
Your stat have nothing from lrouble some.
What I may to eat?
**You can take a broth**.
**Can I to get up my self**?
Yes, during a hour or two.
Let me have another thing to do?
Take care to hold you warme ly, and in two or three days you shall be cured.

willingly
**swill dine togetter**.
 He not sall
know to march
he is pursy
he is foundered
Don't you are
ashamed to give me a
a jade as like
he is unshoed
he is with nails up
is are with nails up

Here is a horse who have a bad looks
**know to march**, **he is pursy**, **he is foundered**. **Don't you are ashamed to give** **me a jade as like**? **he is undshoed**, **he is with nails up**; it want to lead to the farrier.
Your pistols are its loads?
No; I forgot to buy gun-powder and balls. Let us prick. Go us more fast never I was
seen a so much bad beast; she will not nor to bring forward neither put back.
Strek him the bridle, hold him the reins sharters. Pique stron gly, make to marsh him.
I have pricked him enough. But I can't to make march him.
Go down, I shall make march.
Take care that he not give you a foot kick's.
Then he kicks for that I look? Sook here if I knew to tame hix.

## The Old Maid

1939 film set in the American Civil War period directed by Edmund Goulding, based on the 1934 play by Zoë Akins and the 1924 Edith Wharton novella *The Old Maid: the Fifties*.

Charlotte Lovell: But they slide down the banisters.
Well, **put nails in the banisters**.
Charlotte Lovell: I've tried that and they cut themselves.
Well, then take the banister away.
Charlotte Lovell: But they'd fall off.
Well, put up a sign.
Charlotte Lovell: But they can't read.
Then shoot the whole bunch of them and be done with it and goodbye.

Hello, sweetheart.
Hello.
How does she look?
**Pretty as a picture**.

 Here comes the bride
 Ghostly lady is here to warm your bed
Yes, I suppose it is.
Do you suppose it's too late for Tina to look at little Miss Dee's dolls?
I'm afraid all the dolls and toys have been put away for the night.
 Both now and in the life everlasting
and be gracious unto you.
The Lord lift up his countenance upon you
and give you peace...
...**both now and in the life everlasting**.
 something in the air
 Nobody knows where she came from
Only a foundling
 It was wicked of you
 Suddenly just went to sleep
 Well here we are
**Well**, **here we are**.

for your health. Ever since you've come back. Haven't you noticed it yourself?
Charlotte Lovell: Changed? I don't understand you.
Take, for instance, this passion for **mothering stray waifs**. There's **disease** about.
Charlotte Lovell: The children need isolation. They had no other place to go. I had the stables. I had nothing to do.

## Clangers

TV series originally broadcast 1969-1972. Series 2 Episode 9 'Pride' provides the lyrical basis for No Gold.

Collecting copper **leaves**.
 She's looking in the mirror
Oh, there's a froglet! ...and where's he going?
Oh- Small Clanger! Uh- he's **looking in the mirror**
 Ah well, no gold
What's this? ...now he's asking her for soup!
Mmm... the Soup Dragon won't give him any soup and I don't blame her.
 She'll soup her mirror
She's souped her mirror
Alright, there we are.
Hey, that wasn't much of a look!
"Right then: that's what you can do with your soup and your mirror."
Small Clanger is furious.
The rotten dragon can just come up and wipe the soup off his mirror.
We know you're down there, you can just come straight up again!
 Thank you you're welcome
[Small Clanger is startled upon noticing Soup Dragon is who he's talking to]
Look out!
It's broken.
..and she's brought him some more soup!
Mmmm soup, delicious green soup!
**"Thank you""You're welcome"**

## Miscellaneous

 Holding the line with man and boy
 And come boys out from that hat!
I cannot see your feet!
 Come on my lucky lads! You don't want to live forever!
 if in danger or as if in doubt
Ran in circles screaming "SHOUT!"