[00:00.00]Written：Banks/Collins/Gabriel/Hackett/Rutherford/Phillips
[00:02.91]While Henry Hamilton-Smythe minor (8) was playing croquet with
[00:13.35]Cynthia Jane De Blaise-William (9), sweet-smiling Cynthia raised
[00:14.67]her mallet high and gracefully removed Henry's head. Two weeks
[00:15.96]later, in Henry's nursery, she discovered his treasured musical
[00:17.46]box. Eagerly she opened it and as "Old King Cole" began to play,
[00:20.10]a small spirit- figure appeared. Henry had returned - but not for
[00:21.75]long, for as he stood in the room his body began ageing rapidly,
[00:23.10]leaving a child's mind inside. A lifetime's desires surged through
[00:24.39]him. Unfortunately the attempt to persuade Cynthia Jane to fulfill
[00:27.39]his romantic desire led his nurse to the nursery to investigate
[00:28.89]the noise. Instinctively Nanny hurled the musical box at the
[00:30.24]bearded child, destroying both.
[00:30.87]Play me Old King Cole
[00:31.44]That I may join with you,
[00:31.89]All your hearts now seem so far from me
[00:34.08]It hardly seems to matter now.
[00:48.24]And the nurse will tell you lies
[00:48.84]Of a kingdom beyond the skies.
[00:55.08]But I am lost within this half-world,
[01:03.81]It hardly seems to matter now.
[01:12.21]Play me my song.
[01:13.29]Here it comes again.
[01:18.81]Play me my song.
[01:20.01]Here it comes again.
[01:45.21]Just a little bit,
[01:48.63]Just a little bit more time,
[01:52.32]Time left to live out my life.
[03:22.14]Play me my song.
[03:23.16]Here it comes again.
[03:28.83]Play me my song.
[03:30.03]Here it comes again.
[05:05.97]Old King Cole was a merry old soul,
[05:09.48]And a merry old soul was he.
[05:10.05]So he called for his pipe,
[05:17.79]And he called for his bowl,
[05:22.86]And he called for his fiddlers three.
[05:28.05]But the clock, tick-tock,
[05:31.86]On the mantlepiece -
[07:17.28]And I want, and I feel, and I know, and I touch,
[07:18.12]Her warmth...
[07:46.29]She's a lady, she's got time,
[07:51.21]Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face.
[08:12.84]She's a lady, she is mine.
[08:21.18]Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh.
[08:39.36]I've been waiting here for so long
[08:45.90]And all this time has passed me by
[08:48.69]It doesn't seem to matter now
[09:01.20]You stand there with your fixed expression
[09:06.42]Casting doubt on all I have to say.
[09:14.28]Why don't you touch me, touch me,
[09:16.35]Why don't you touch me, touch me,
[09:19.95]Touch me now, now, now, now, now...