Lyrics Ladybird (Remastered) - XTC
                                                    O 
                                                ladybird
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                heard 
                                                you 
                                                wish 
                                                to 
                                                walk 
                                                me 
                                                through 
                                                your 
                                                garden
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                crave 
                                                your 
                                                pardon 
                                                if 
                                                    I 
                                                woke 
                                                you 
                                                with 
                                                my 
                                                thinking
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ladybird
 
                                    
                                
                                                    O 
                                                ladybird
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                heard 
                                                you 
                                                wish 
                                                to 
                                                walk 
                                                me 
                                                through 
                                                your 
                                                meadow
 
                                    
                                
                                                You′ll 
                                                spread 
                                                no 
                                                wings 
                                                to 
                                                fly 
                                                in 
                                                fright 
                                                if 
                                                I'm 
                                                beside 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ladybird
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                winter 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                wood 
                                                was 
                                                warm 
                                                and 
                                                splintered
 
                                    
                                
                                                Time 
                                                seemed 
                                                longer 
                                                than 
                                                    a 
                                                goods 
                                                train
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                that 
                                                spring 
                                                is 
                                                back 
                                                again 
                                                I′ll 
                                                ask 
                                                your 
                                                name
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                name
 
                                    
                                
                                                    O 
                                                ladybird
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                heard 
                                                you 
                                                wish 
                                                to 
                                                walk 
                                                across 
                                                my 
                                                pillow
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                weeping 
                                                willow 
                                                was 
                                                ever 
                                                as 
                                                beautiful, 
                                                sad 
                                                as 
                                                you 
                                                are
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ladybird
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                as 
                                                you're 
                                                walking 
                                                past
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                laying 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                grass 
                                                and 
                                                making 
                                                chains 
                                                of 
                                                thought
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                snare 
                                                you 
                                                with 
                                                my 
                                                wit
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                bit 
                                                by 
                                                bit 
                                                you 
                                                fade 
                                                to 
                                                gone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gone
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                iron 
                                                season
 
                                    
                                
                                                Love 
                                                was 
                                                hanged 
                                                and 
                                                treason 
                                                became
 
                                    
                                
                                                Something 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                parlour 
                                                game
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                sun 
                                                is 
                                                back 
                                                in 
                                                power 
                                                I′ll 
                                                ask 
                                                your 
                                                name
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                name
 
                                    
                                
                                                    O 
                                                ladybird
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                heard 
                                                you 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                run 
                                                to 
                                                tend 
                                                your 
                                                children
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                flood 
                                                can 
                                                drown 
                                                nor 
                                                fire 
                                                blacken 
                                                purest 
                                                longing
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                ladybird
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ladybird
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Science Friction (CBS Demo)
2 Spinning Top (Live At Eric's Club)
3 Traffic Light Rock (Live At Eric's Club)
4 Radios In Motion (Remastered)
5 Let's Have Fun ('White Music' Out-Take)
6 Fireball XL5/Fireball Dub ('White Music' Out-Take)
7 Heatwave MKII Deluxe ('White Music' Out-Take)
8 This Is Pop? (Single Version) (Remastered)
9 Are You Receiving Me? (Remastered)
10 Things Fall To Bits ('Go 2' Out-Take)
11 Us Being Us ('Go 2' Out-Take)
12 Life Begins At the Hop (First Rehearsal Extract)
13 Life Begins At the Hop (First Recording)
14 Making Plans For Nigel (Swindon Town Hall Demo)
15 Ten Feet Tall (Remastered)
16 Sleepyheads ('Drums and Wires' Out-Take)
17 Meccanik Dancing (Oh We Go!) [Live In Sydney]
18 Into the Atom Age/Hang On To the Night/Neon Shuffle (Medley) [Live In Sydney]
19 Life Begins At the Hop (American Single Recording)
20 Reel By Reel (Single Recording)
21 When You're Near Me I Have Difficulty (Single Recording)
22 Helicopter (Single Recording)
23 Towers of London (Rejected Single Recording)
24 Generals and Majors (Rehearsal Tape)
25 No Language In Our Lungs (Remastered)
26 Sgt Rock (Is Going To Help Me) [Remastered]
27 Paper and Iron (Notes and Coins) [Live At the Lyceum]
28 Crowded Room (Live At the Lyceum)
29 Senses Working Overtime (Early Work Tape)
30 Snowman (Live At the Hammersmith Odeon)
31 Ball and Chain (Single Recording)
32 Punch and Judy (Single Recording)
33 Fly On the Wall (Remastered)
34 Yacht Dance (Live On 'The Old Grey Whistle Test')
35 Jason and the Argonauts (Remastered)
36 Love On a Farmboy's Wages (Home Demo)
37 Wonderland (Home Demo)
38 Ladybird (Remastered)
39 All You Pretty Girls (Home Demo)
40 Wake Up (Home Demo)
41 The Everyday Story of Smalltown (Remastered)
42 Grass (Home Demo)
43 Let's Make a Den (Home Demo) [Remastered]
44 The Meeting Place (Home Demo)
45 Dear God (Band Demo)
46 Brainiac's Daughter (Remastered)
47 Vanishing Girl (Remastered)
48 Terrorism (Home Demo) [Remastered]
49 Find the Fox (Home Demo) [Remastered]
50 Season Cycle (Remastered)
51 The Troubles (Home Demo) [Remastered]
52 Mayor of Simpleton (Early Work Cassette)
53 King For a Day (Home Demo)
54 Chalkhills and Children (Remastered)
55 The Ballad of Peter Pumpkinhead (Early Demo)
56 Omnibus (Remastered)
57 The Disappointed (Home Demo)
58 Bungalow (Remastered)
59 Didn't Hurt a Bit ('Nonsuch' Out-Take)
60 Books Are Burning (Live On 'The Late Show')
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