PEOPLE ARE PEOPLE 
People are people So why should it be You and I should get along so awfully So we're different colours And we're different creeds And different people have different needs It's obvious you hate me Though I've done nothing wrong I've never even met you so what could I have done I can't understand What makes a man Hate another man Help me understand People are people So why should it be You and I should get along so awfully Now you're punching And you're kicking And you're shouting at me I'm relying on your common decency So far it hasn't surfaced But I'm sure it exists It just takes a while to travel From your head to your fists I can't understand What makes a man Hate another man Help me understand People are people So why should it be You and I should get along so awfully I can't understand What makes a man Hate another man Help me understand

PERSONAL JESUS 
Reach out and touch faith Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who cares Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who's there Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By the telephone Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer Take second best Put me to the test Things on the chest We need to confess I will deliver You know I'm a forgiver Reach out and touch faith Reach out and touch faith Your own personal Jesus... Someone to hear your prayers Someone who cares Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who's there Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By the telephone Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer I will deliver You know I'm a forgiver Reach out and touch faith Your own personal Jesus Reach out and touch faith

A PHOTOGRAPH OF YOU 
What good is a photograph of you? Every time I look at it It makes me feel blue What use is a souvenir Of something we once had When all it ever does is Make me feel bad I wish I could tear it up But then again I haven't the guts I wish I could throw it on the fire I wish I could But to say I would I'd be a liar What good is a colour print Of a little baby doll? When just one little glance Is enough to make me feel dull I hoped I would misplace it But then I take such good care of it I wish it would disappear I say I wish But then I relish It being here What good is a photograph of you? Every time I look at it It makes me feel blue Every time I look at it It makes me feel blue Feel blue

PIPELINE
Get out the crane Construction time again What is it this time We're laying a pipeline Let the beads of sweat flow Until the ends have met though Could take a long time Working on the pipeline Taking from the greedy Giving to the needy On this golden day Work's been sent our way That could last a lifetime Working on a pipeline From the heart of the land To the mouth of the man Must reach him sometime We're laying a pipeline Taking from the greey Giving to the needy Taking from the greey Giving to the needy Taking from the greey Giving to the needy Taking from the greey Giving to the needy Taking from the greey Giving to the needy

PLEASURE, LITTLE TREASURE 
Everybody's looking for someone to follow Finding the whole thing hard to swallow Everybody's looking for a reason to live If you're looking for a reason I've a reason to give Pleasure, little treasure Everybody's looking for a new sensation Everybody's talking about the state of the nation Everybody's looking for a promised land Everybody's failing to understand Pleasure, little treasure Everybody's looking for a reason to live If you're looking for a reason I've a reason to give Pleasure, little treasure Maternity frocks and paternity suits If that's what you want They're waiting for you Everybody needs some reason or other You'll find a reason when you discover Pleasure, little treasure Everybody's looking for a reason to live If you're looking for a reason I've a reason to give Pleasure, little treasure

THE POLICY OF TRUTH 
You had something to hide Should have hidden it, shouldn't you Now you're not satisfied With what you're being put through It's just time to pay the price For not listening to advice And deciding in your youth On the policy of truth Things could be so different now It used to be civilised You will always wonder how It could have been if you'd only lied It's too late to change events It's time to face the consequence For delivering the proof In the policy of truth Never again Is what you swore The time before Never again Is what you swore The time before Now you're standing there tongue-tied You'd better learn your lesson well Hide what you have to hide And tell what you have to tell You'll see your problems multiplied If you continually decide To faithfully pursue The policy of truth Never again Is what you swore The time before Never again Is what you swore The time before Never again Is what you swore The time before