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do you mind a question please sir stay
what was life in the olden days long ago before the war. contractors to her majesty's government we were dealers in honest trade there were some mighty queer folk about but most were honest workers and knew their place i was a skilled craftsman mark you the work was hard and the hours they were long ah but there was a maiden and her name was marjorie long black hair she had like a gypsy and the prettiest smile i've ever seen i called her an angel and i was right she was. then there was the war forging a pathway for freedom, using resources we need them though our foes are human beings we stand between them and the life we do condone shipped out to belgium to stop them, plastered and shelled them,but lost ground bombs and rockets,V2's over London city and the world at their command back in Yeadon Marjorie stood beneath a factory i was assured she felt no pain withdrawn from Dunkirk in cruisers, who cares says i we're all losers no one wins both sides the victims of our nature may the future learn back in yeadon marjorie,died beneath the factory a messerschimdt her destiny you who think the rest are wrong and stand so tall and feel so strong please be sure that you yourself are not mistaken for the future won't be long...... |
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| 2. |
| 3:40 |
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if you're going to be a mountain
let me see you thrust your snows in innocence through clouds of doubt that try to keep your reason out in these times of glaciated slaughter. and if your going to be a legend let it be a tale whose telling is a state of mind that's dwelling far beyond the words dark capture to fill the heart alone with rapture in these days of circles. and if you're going to be an island i will be a sailling ship who like a speck at total distance looms beyond your headland breakers till the ocean's mighty plunder bids me seek the gentler shelter of your in land waters have you never seen beyond the moon don't you know that we will be there soon? have you no eyes to see? that you are only me and we are only travellers upon a sea of time trying very hard to make it rhyme. |
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| 3. |
| 6:18 |
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magical mary, she looks like a fairy
and waves her wand around points at an earthmen and says allejujah just look at what i've found. magical mary, she shivers her timbers and lays you on the ground strikes up a rhythm in fifty two tempo and says hey man you're found i gotta come with you i got to come madrigal mistress has seventy sisters and everyone's the same they come with assistance, to break your resistance and man you're brained your likely to wind up maimed i gotta come with you i got to come don't ask me no questions i got to come always the same, i don't know how you do it just a game no matter how you view it always the same you're gonna be alone you're gonna need someone you're gonna find it hard to get yourself a man whose gonna take your hand or even understand just what you're into. mr brain he thought he found salvation using words to try to calm the nation what a shame, he didn't have a notion how to use the lotion gotta spread it thin to give each one a portion gotta make it clear they're gonna get a portion so's they're happy always the same you never seem to falter make a ship you'll have me at the altar never mind, it doesn't matter much because you've got the touch you really got it made you're gonna make the grade and you can try your hand another time around that's if you want to |
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| 4. |
| 2:06 |
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look at the ocean go rolling by slowly
we're on the waves and it's ever so lonely how very strange i should thing that there's something wrong captain's log, the first of june have run into a bad monsoon i'm 54 i've sailed before this is not the sea it's war. grab the rigging, man the sail i do not think we will survive i do not think we will survive cloud in the distance appeared like a mushroom then came the heat and the rage of the ocean we're going down and i don't think i'd rather stay and to those who caused the pain i only hope you will remain i'm going down with what was good i wouldn't stay if i could. |
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| 5. |
| 3:03 |
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though i may whisper words
you don't understand though i'm in need of help you can't lend a hand to be at home in the world to be at home in the world though i may come and go it is not from you that i flow wild though the world may be it's inside of me, inside of me. to be at home in the world to be at home in the world this is all that a man can need cannot you see. though i may act unkind i don't mean to be,honestly it's just that it's hard to see the reality,reality. |
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| 6. |
| 5:52 |
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the first man was a juggler, and his skill was very great
but he said that he was leaving, he said he couldn't wait. the second came with jewels that flickered on his hand and he spoke about tomorrow as if it were another land. a lady caught between them said she should be free but they just looked bewildered, and said "yes so should we". "how on Earth" yelled the author "does the tale make it's sense" "it's alive with the truth but we must have the proof how can we open the door" well the next man had religion, it made him very proud he said he'd found his inner bliss, he said very loud but a group of men surpassed him with science, skills, and speed they hurled down his conceptions and dug up all his weeds. the lady she looked worried, she asked if this was wise "of course it is, it's logic, brains and enterprise". the last man had no number and didn't say a word he didn't even answer them when they said he was absurd they made him sign a treaty to give up all he owned and searched his pockets anxiously to see if he had gold the lady was enchanted and said they ought to see so they charged her with subversion and made her watch T.V. i'm a man with no future with no past or no time and i live by the door lord i live by the door i won't be back no more. we are fighting a losing battle no one is winning no one's beginning we are looking for something that's missing dark all around us darknees surrounding we are on the doorway of knowledge have we the wisdom? have we the wisdom? |
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| 5:35 |
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if you don't like lying in the sun you might as well not be here
what's the point of always working? shut your eyes and let the colours come and blot out all the black and white and dirty grey and damp and dust and dry rot in the roof on the beach we lit a fire, a frenchman gave us wine and whiskey out to sea the britsh navy keeps an eye on foreign shipping to keep us safe from war the hope of which is all that keeps our soldiers sleeping through the night if you don't like lying in the sun you might as well not be here let the sea come in and cover you you will feel a new dimension like sleeping on a feather bed and dreaming of a world in which you do not have to work you suffer, you die, you labour, you cry things will change, time will tell things will change, time will tell in the courtyard children playing in their lives the sun is shinning through they'll all be socialists, humanists they'll all be scientists, atheists egalitarian, vegetarian, internationalists they'll all be mystics, they all be gods they'll all be famous, they'll all be sods things will change, time will tell things will change, time will tell what you want to be you must try to be, you will all be free. |
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| 8. |
| 5:29 |
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here on our road, are gathered we
to see our lives unfolding though others stay we pass away just as the tide goes rolling this is a time of change al parting of the ways though others stay we pass away just as the tide goes rolling and i'll remember you beyond these hopes and these fears that account for the years like the wind in the reeds, i will miss you and i will think of you when the past comes along to remind me what's gone like the wind in the reeds, i will miss you can we go back and start again can we begin where we came in some travellers passed as we stopped for a moment in peace with blood on their fingers they spoke of a cloud in the east. and we were a happy crew, me and you we were a happy crew, me and you. speaking with words we were sure that the truth had been banned we'd buried the martyrs and walked off to work on the land and we were a happy crew, me and you we were a happy crew, you and me. some riders appeared from the sun as it fell with a blaze they passed like the wind and were lost in the dust to the east. and we were a happy crew, me and you we were a happy crew, you and me. |
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| 2:07 |
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I tried so hard, to keep our love alive
To keep you by my side But the winter and my pride Dissolved into the spring Oh love is a very funny thing I'm sure you know And though you lose someone You keep your soul The fresh unfaded green Makes my heart to dream And the April Rain Washes me clean again Of the sorrow that went before Oh love is a very funny thing It lingers on And a part of me Is always he Love is a very funny thing It lingers on And a part of me Is always he |
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| 10. |
| 8:06 |
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the duke of beaufoot is not at home today
he's very tiredhe thought he'd go away youwait for him your eyes are on the door you know no other way the duke of beaufoot is very kind to cats keeps them in his cellar to help him catch his rats he's very noble and his lineage is pure but you, you're whore the duke of splendour just wasn't much amused and nor were you you knew you'd been abused if you'd had help you might have buggered up his fuse but alone you're too confused he picked me up i was on the street he made it clear he would use me my parents died, i was three years old i had to make a living close your eyes in a lot of ways i am close to him though he may seem to ignore it i'm sure he cares at least i think he does it's just he's very busy close your eyes here's today, says the telegraph it's the world, it's the world gone away on a phonograph riding high, riding high there's a way says the cenotaph you will find, you will find gone in search of an epitaph running wild, running wild you saw them coming forward asking you to be kind you couldn't face their council they were men full of greed in your position nothing's sacred you have only the wine you stand alone but not alone in your loneliness and yet there must be more i can't believe that all has been in vain if there is, it's be sure of friendship as the hours grow long rest assured that this phase is passing give yourself a chance |
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