| Song | As Long as He Lies Perfectly Still |
| Artist | Soft Machine |
| Album | Live at the Paradiso 1969 |
| Here's a song for Clean Machine Kevin Majorca | |
| He's found his own way of "live in Majorca" | |
| Don't walk, don't drink | |
| Don't talk, just think | |
| Heaven on Earth he'll get there soon | |
| Kevin's highly unlikely to get ill | |
| At least as long as he lies perfectly still | |
| He eats brown rice and fish – how nice | |
| Heaven on Earth, he'll get there soon | |
| Good and bad go so well together in his tunes | |
| He wrote a song and called it the weather – or not | |
| He's Lucky or Pozzo, Estragon and Vladimir | |
| Waiting for something that's already there | |
| Heaven on Earth or is it the moon? | |
| Why, why, why is he sleeping? | |
| Why is the trumpeter weeping? | |
| Kevin maybe asking to get back into my dreams | |
| His voice is so weak now and the customers are screaming | |
| Heavens above, we can't hear what you're saying | |
| We've got something to tell you | |
| Hold on we wanted to thrill you | |
| Reckons it's so nice and it will make you feel better | |
| Something in the nature of a Lullabye Letter | |
| Kevin on Earth there'll be one | |
| Kevin on Earth make room for one | |
| Kevin himself he'll be in | |
| Kevin on Earth, be here | |
| Or you could be now | |
| Or is he found, in Herne Bay... |
| Here' s a song for Clean Machine Kevin Majorca | |
| He' s found his own way of " live in Majorca" | |
| Don' t walk, don' t drink | |
| Don' t talk, just think | |
| Heaven on Earth he' ll get there soon | |
| Kevin' s highly unlikely to get ill | |
| At least as long as he lies perfectly still | |
| He eats brown rice and fish how nice | |
| Heaven on Earth, he' ll get there soon | |
| Good and bad go so well together in his tunes | |
| He wrote a song and called it the weather or not | |
| He' s Lucky or Pozzo, Estragon and Vladimir | |
| Waiting for something that' s already there | |
| Heaven on Earth or is it the moon? | |
| Why, why, why is he sleeping? | |
| Why is the trumpeter weeping? | |
| Kevin maybe asking to get back into my dreams | |
| His voice is so weak now and the customers are screaming | |
| Heavens above, we can' t hear what you' re saying | |
| We' ve got something to tell you | |
| Hold on we wanted to thrill you | |
| Reckons it' s so nice and it will make you feel better | |
| Something in the nature of a Lullabye Letter | |
| Kevin on Earth there' ll be one | |
| Kevin on Earth make room for one | |
| Kevin himself he' ll be in | |
| Kevin on Earth, be here | |
| Or you could be now | |
| Or is he found, in Herne Bay... |