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I can't deal with all this undergrowth talk
It just trips my feet and tangles up my thoughts You're trying to sell me your new faith Tell me why you'd do it And your hands are clenched And you're talking low With your eyes like flames Your voice like snow Someone dug a pit for you and you fell right into it. Tell me how the universe was meant to be Take another sip of your cola You be the colonel of the cavalry I'll be Francis Ford Coppola We'll go together through the jungle night 'Til the moon and stars fade out of sight Waiting for the dawn to come Here in Angola Here in Angola I can't remember how you got this way I can still recall you in a younger day The earnestness still drips off you like butter And you fling round words in a holy war And you look so vague, but seem so sure Don't you ever just want to break right down and stutter Tell me how the universe was meant to be Take another sip of your cola You be the colonel of the cavalry I'll be Francis Ford Coppola We'll go together through the jungle night 'Til the moon and stars fade out of sight Waiting for the dawn to come Here in Angola Here in Angola Ah, why don't you let it go Ah, you'd be too wise to know That time will get you anyway It's at your door today. I can't deal with these periscope views And the caveman scrawl that you call news Hey, why don't you make a not to cancel your next visit Well, I knew that things were getting out of control When you found your faith and lost your soul If there's something you'd rather die than compromise What is it? Tell me how the universe was meant to be Take another sip of your cola You be the colonel of the cavalry I'll be Francis Ford Coppola We'll go together through the jungle night As the moon and stars fade out of sight Waiting for the dawn to come Here in Angola Here in Angola Here in Angola Here in Angola |
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Pandora comes today
As she dazzles and she dances You find hope and lose yourself again She never stays the same She changes moods like summer thunder Still you look for sunlight through the rain. And when she laughs you see danger She can be cold like a stranger And you try but you won't change her anyway And I can see how she makes it It's a game and still you take it It's a spell until you break it, you must stay And lose yourself again. Pandora takes the time To tell you stories of her past Thet everybody knows just can't be true The reason and the rhyme Are twisted 'til you can't believe her Still you keep pretending that you do. And when you try to get to her And you tell her you've seen through her She'll just say you never knew her anyway And you still let her fake it It's a game and still you take it It's a spell until you break it, you must stay And lose yourself again. Pandora comes today The warning signs flash in her eyes The old familiar feelings rise again The pleasure and the pain Are like two colours run together Still you can't go on too long this way. If it's a game you can't win it I don't know why you stay in it You could leave her any minute, any day It should be easy to shake it But you just can't seem to make it It's a spell until you break it, you must stay And lose yourself again. |
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They crossed over the border the hour before dawn
moving in lines through the day Most of our planes were destroyed on the ground where they lay Waiting for orders we held in the wood Word from the front never came By evening the sound of the gunfire was miles away I softly move through the shadows, slip away through the trees Crossing their lines in the mist in the fields on our hands and our knees And all that i ever Was able to see The fire in the air, glowing red Silhouetting the smoke on the breeze All summer they drove us back through the Ukraine Smolensk and Viasma soon fell By Autumn we stood with our backs to the town of Orel Closer and closer to Moscow they come Riding the wind like a bell General Guderian stands at the crest of the hill Winter brought with the rains, oceans of mud filled the roads Gluing the tracks of their tanks to the ground, while the skies filled with snow And all that I ever Was able to see The fire in the air, glowing red Silhouetting the snow on the breeze (Ah, Ah , Ah) x4 (Ah, Ah, Ah) - all thru bridge In the footsteps of Napoleon, the shadow figures stagger through the winter Falling back before the gates of Moscow, standing in the wings like an avenger And far away behind their lines, the partisans are stirring in the forest Coming unexpectedly upon their outpost, growing like a promise You'll never know, you'll never know, which way to turn, which way to look you'll never see us As we steal into the blackness of the night you'll never know, you'll never hear us And evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming The morning road leads to Stalingrad, and the sky is softly humming Two broken tigers on fire in the night Flicker their souls to the wind We wait in the lines for the final approach to begin It's been almost four years that I've carried a gun At home, it will alomst be spring The flames of the tiger are lighting the road to Berlin I quickly move through the ruins that bow to the ground The old men and children they send out to face us, they can't slow us down And all that I ever Was able to see The eyes of the city are opening Now it's the end of a dream (Ah. Ah, Ah) x4 (Ah, Ah, Ah) thru this section I'm coming home, I'm coming home , now you can taste it in the wind the war is over And I listen to the clicking of the train wheels as we roll across the border And now they ask about the time that i was caught behind their time and taken prisoner They only held me for a day, a lucky break i say They turn and listen closer I'll never know, I'll never know, why I was taken from the line with all the others to board a special train and journey deep into the heart of holy Russia And it's cold and damp in the transit camp and the air is still and sullen and the pale sun of Octobe whispers the snow will soon be coming And I wonder when, I'll be home again and the morning answers never And the evening sighs and the steely, Russian skies go on, forever... |
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The fishing boats go out across the evening water
Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border The wind whips up the waves so loud The ghost moon sails among the clouds Turns the rifles into silver on the border On my wall the colours of the maps are running From Africa the winds they talk of changes coming The torches flare up in the night The hand that sets the farms alight Has spread the word to those who're waiting on the border In the village where I grew up Nothing seems the same Still you never see the change from day to day And no-one notices the customs slip away Late last night the rain was knocking at my window I moved across the darkened room and in the lampglow I thought I saw down in the street The spirit of the century Telling us that we're all standing on the border In the islands where I grew up Nothing seems the same It's just the patterns that remain An empty shell But there's a strangeness in the air you feel too well The fishing boats go out across the evening water Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border The wind whips up the waves so loud The ghost moon sails among the clouds Turns the rifles into silver on the border On the border On the border On the border |
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Find another lover tomorrow
Go find another lover today You've been so long on lonely street That you're surely falling into decay It's time to reconstruct yourself Time to test the water again Well it's sad to see It's a tragedy That you're wasting away Look around ... tell me Is it really worth the price That you pay On Valentina Way I don't think she's ready to listen I don't think she wants to come back The atmosphere's too cold in here To attract a butterfly like that I think she took the boat-train out Maybe caught the night express She's got devious lies And chameleon eyes And she can't care less Oh, buy yourself a ticket On anything leaving today From Valentina Way Oh the rain comes down And shines up the stars Oh, the night steps out In streetlights and bars To the sounds of guitars Listen ... |
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Year Of The Cat - Al Stewart
On a morning from a Bogart movie In a country where they turn back time You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre Contemplating a crime She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running Like a watercolour in the rain Don't bother asking for explanations She'll just tell you that she came In the year of the cat. She doesn't give you time for questions As she locks up your arm in hers And you follow 'till your sense of which direction Completely disappears By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls There's a hidden door she leads you to These days, she says, I feel my life Just like a river running through The year of the cat She looks at you so cooly And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea She comes in incense and patchouli So you take her, to find what's waiting inside The year of the cat. Well morning comes and you're still with her And the bus and the tourists are gone And you've thrown away the choice and lost your ticket So you have to stay on But the drum-beat strains of the night remain In the rhythm of the new-born day You know sometime you're bound to leave her BUt for now you're going to stay In the year of the cat. |