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The blazing sunset in your eyes will tantalize
Every man who looks your way I'll watch them sink before your gaze Senjorita sway Dance with me before their frozen eyes I'm so much in love like a ragged soldier Catching butterflies No man loved like I love you Wouldn't you like to love me too? In the heat of the morning In the shadows I'll clip your wings and I'll tell you I love you In the heat of the morning I'll tie a knot in rainbow's end, organise the breeze Light my candle from the sun I'll give you daylight for a friend, I'll do all of these I'll prove that it can be done Oh I'm so much in love like the little boy Who races with the wind No man loved like I love you Wouldn't you like to love me too? In the heat of the morning In the shadows I'll clip your wings and I'll tell you I love you In the heat of the morning |
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London bye ta-ta
Strange young town London bye ta-ta brought me down Don't like your new face that's not nice Got to go far, far London bye ta-ta Gigi, Gigi, Gigi, Gigi take me away Gigi, Gigi, Gigi, Gigi take me today The boys in the clothes shop sold me curry for a pound His cardboard face is soggy, and his sellings thorny crown I loved her! I loved her! I've got to get away, but I loved her! Oh-oh-oh London bye ta-ta Strange young town London bye ta-ta brought me down Don't like your new face that's not nice Got to go far, far London bye ta-ta Red light, green light Make up your mind Red light, green light You're far too un-kind She loves to love all beauty, and she says the norm is funny But she whimpers in the morning when she finds she has no money I loved her! I loved her! I've got to get away now, but I loved her! Ahhh! Oh-oh-oh London bye ta-ta Strange young town London bye ta-ta brought me down Don't like your new face that's not nice Got to go far, far London bye ta-ta Ahh Oh-oh-oh London bye ta-ta Strange young town London bye ta-ta brought me down Don't like your new face that's not nice Got to go far, far London bye ta-ta Oh, London bye ta-ta Oh, London bye ta-ta Oh, eh |
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Fingertip sun at sideshow stalls, they throw the balls At coconut fur that hides behind coloured shades that blind your eyes Every child's mother holds an ice-cream cone, they circle round Perceived unknown by an eye that peers from a hole in the tent where no one goes A figure sitting cross-legged on the floor he's clogged and clothed in saffron robes His beads are all he owns Slow down, slow down Someone must have said that slow him down Slow down, slow down It's pictured on the arms of the karma man Fairy tale skin, depicting scenes from human zoos Impermanent toys like peace and war a gentle face you've seen before Karma man tattooed on your side, the wheel of life I see my times and who i've been i only live now and i don't know why I struggle hard to take these pictures in, but All my friends can see is just the pinkness of his skin Slow down, slow down Someone must have said that slowed him down Slow down, slow down It's pictured on the arms of the karma man Slow down, slow down Someone must have said that slowed him down Slow down, slow down It's pictured on the arms of the karma man |
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Mountains of Lhasa are feeling the rain People are walking the Botella lanes Preacher takes the school One boy breaks a rule Silly Boy Blue, silly Boy Blue Yak butter statues that melt in the sun Cannot dissolve all the work you've not done A chela likes to feel That his overself pays the bill Silly Boy Blue, silly Boy Blue You wish and wish, and wish again You've tried so hard to fly You'll never leave your body now You've got to wait to die La la la la la la la la la la (x2) La la la la la (x2) Silly Boy Blue, silly Boy Blue Child of Tibet, you're a gift from the sun Reincarnation of one better man The homeward road is long You've left your prayers and song Silly Boy Blue, silly Boy Blue Silly Boy Blue, silly Boy Blue. |
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Baby, baby, brush the dust of youth from your shoulder Because the years of fretting days are right behind you now Don't return to fields of green where rainbow secrets were told Place your ragged doll with all the toys and things and deeds I will show you a game where the winner never wins Let your hair hang down, wear the dress your mother wore Let me sleep beside you Lock away your childhood and throw away the key For now the streets and city sounds will burn your eyes as coals We shall drink the oldest wine and velvet skies will linger Child, you're a woman now, your heart and soul are free I will boldly light that lamp and we shall walk together Let your hair hang down, wear the dress your mother wore Let me sleep beside you Your darkened eyes throw mystery But your lips are void of history You could not imagine that it could happen this way, could you I will give you dreams and i'll tell you things you'll like to hear Let your hair hang down, wear the dress your mother wore Let me sleep beside you Let me sleep beside you |
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Oh my love,Janine I'm helpless for your smile. Like a Polish wanderer, I travel onwards to your land. And were it not just for the jewels I'd close your hand Your strange demand To 'collocate' my mind Scares me into gloom. You're too intense, I'll have to keep you in your place. I've no defence. I've got to keep the veil on my face. Janine,Janine,you'd like to know me well, But I've got things inside my head That even I can't face. Janine,Janine,you'd like to crash my walls, But if you take an axe to me You'll kill another man Not me at all. You're fey, Janine, A tripper to the last. But if I catch you standing on my toes I'll have a right to shout you down. For you're a lazy stream In which my thoughts would drown. So stay, Janine And we can glide along. I've caught your for laughs, I'm not obliged to read you statements of the year. So take your glasses off And don't act so sincere. Janine,Janine,you'd like to know me well, But I've got things inside my head That even I can't face. Janine,Janine,you'd like to crash my walls, But if you take an axe to me You'll kill another man Not me at all |
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In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings From the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who sleeps While the river bank weeps To the old willow tree In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who dies Full of beer, full of cries In a drunken town fight In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who's born On a hot muggy morn By the dawn's early light In the port of Amsterdam Where the sailors all meet There's a sailor who eats Only fish heads and tails And he'll show you his teeth That have rotted too soon That can haul up the sails That can swallow the moon And he yells to the cook With his arms open wide "Hey, bring me more fish Throw it down by my side" And he wants so to belch But he's too full to try So he stands up and laughs And he zips up his fly In the port of Amsterdam You can see sailors dance Paunches bursting their pants Grinding women to porch They've forgotten the tune That their whiskey voice croaked Splitting the night With the roar of their jokes And they turn and they dance And they laugh and they lust Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts And then out of the night With their pride in their pants And the sluts that they tow Underneath the street lamps In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who drinks And he drinks and he drinks And he drinks once again He'll drink to the health Of the whores of Amsterdam Who've given their bodies To a thousand other men Yeah, they've bargained their virtue Their goodness all gone For a few dirty coins Well he just can't go on Throws his nose to the sky And he aims it up above And he pisses like I cry On the unfaithful love In the port of Amsterdam In the port of Amsterdam |
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| 3:36 |
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I was walking through the counters of a national concern
And a cash machine was spitting by my shoulder And I saw the multitude of faces, honest, rich and clean As the merchandise exchanged and money roared And a woman hot with worry slyly slipped a tin of stewing steak Into the paper bag at her side And her face was white with fear in case her actions were observed So she closed her eyes to keep her conscience blind Crying God knows I'm good God knows I'm good God knows I'm good God may look the other way today God knows I'm good God knows I'm good God knows I'm good God may look the other way today Then she moved toward the exit clutching tightly at her paper bag Perspiration trickled down her forehead And her heart it leapt inside her as the hand laid on her shoulder She was led away bewildered and amazed Through her deafened ears the cash machines were shrieking on the counter As her escort asked her softly for her name And a crowd of honest people rushed to help a tired old lady Who had fainted to the whirling wooden floor Crying God knows I'm good God knows I'm good God knows I'm good Surely God won't look the other way God knows I'm good God knows I'm good God knows I'm good Surely God won't look the other way Hey |
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| 9. |
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In the corner of the morning in the past
I would sit and blame the master first and last All the roads were straight and narrow And the prayers were small and yellow And the rumour spread that I was aging fast Then I ran across a monster who was sleeping by a tree And I looked and frowned and the monster was me Well, I said hello and I said hello And I asked "Why not?" and I replied "I don't know." So we asked a simple black bird, who was happy as can be And he laughed insane and quipped "KAHLIL GIBRAN" So I cried for all the others till the day was nearly through For I realized that God's a young man too So I said "So long" and I waved "Bye-bye" And I smashed my soul and traded my mind Got laid by a young bordello I was vaguely half asleep For which my reputation swept back home in drag And the moral of this magic spell Negotiates my hide When God did take my logic for a ride (Riding along) He swallowed his pride and puckered his lips And showed me the leather belt round his hips My knees were shaking my cheeks aflame He said "You'll never go down to the Gods again" (Turn around,go back!) He struck the ground a cavern appeared And I smelt the burning pit of fear We crashed a thousand yards below I said "Do it again, do it again" (Turn around,go back!) His nebulous body swayed above His tongue swollen with devil's love The snake and I, a venom high I said "Do it again, do it again" (Turn around, go back!) Breathe, breathe, breathe deeply And I was seething, breathing deeply Spitting sentry, horned and tailed Waiting for you Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
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Spy,spy,pretty girl, I see you see me through your window. Don't turn your nose up, Well, you can if you need to, you won't be the first or the last. It must strain you to look down so far from your father's house, And I know what a louse like me in his house could do for you. I'm the Cream Of the Great Utopia Dream. And you're the gleam In the depths of your banker's spleen. I'm a phallus in pigtails And there's blood on my nose, And my tissue is rotting Where the rats chew my bones, And my eye sockets empty See nothing but pain. I keep having this brainstorm About twelve times a day. So now,You could spend the morning walking with me,quite amazed As I'm Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed. I got eyes in my backside That see electric tomatoes On credit card rye bread. There are children in washrooms Holding hands with a queen. And my heads full of murders Where only killers scream. So now you could spend the morning talking with me quite amazed Look out,I'm raving mad and Somewhat Slightly Dazed. Now you run from your window To the porcelain bowl. And you're sick from your ears To the red parquet floor. And the Braque on the wall Slides down your front And eats through your belly. It's very catching. So now,you should spend the mornings lying to your father quite amazed About the strange Unwashed and Happily Slightly Dazed |
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I bless you madly, sadly as i tie my shoes I love you badly, just in time, at times, i guess Because of you i need to rest Because it's you that sets the test So much has gone and little is new And as the sparrow sings Dawn for Someone else to hear The thinker sits alone growing older And so bitter I gave them life I gave them all They drained my very soul...dry I crushed my heart to ease their pains No thought for me remains there Nothing can they spare What of me? Who praised their efforts to be free? Words of strength and care and sympathy I opened doors that would have blocked their way I braved their cause to guide, for little pay I ravaged at my finance just for those Those whose claims were steeped in peace, tranquility Those who said a new world, new ways ever free Those whose promises stretched in hope and grace for me I bless you madly, sadly as i tie my shoes I love you badly, just in time, at times, i guess Because of you i need to rest, oh yes Because it's you that sets the test So much has gone and little is new And as the sunrise stream Flickers on me, My friends talk Of glory, untold dream, where all is god and god is just a word "we had a friend, a talking man Who spoke of many powers he had Not of the best of men, but ours We used him We let him use his powers We let him fill our needs Now we are strong And the road is coming to its end Now the damned have no time to make amends No purse of token fortune stands in our way The silent guns of love will blast the sky We broke the ruptured structure built of age Our weapons were the tongues of crying rage Where money stood We planted seeds of rebirth And stabbed the backs of fathers Sons of dirt Infiltrated business cesspools Hating through our sleeves Yea, and we slit the catholic throat Stoned the poor on slogans such as Wish you could hear Love is all we need Kick out the jams Kick out your mother Cut up your friend Screw up your brother or he'll get you in the end And we know the flag of love is from above And we can force you to be free And we can force you to believe And i close my eyes and tighten up my brain For i once read a book in which the lovers were slain For they knew not the words of the free states' refrain It said I believe in the power of good I believe in the state of love I will fight for the right to be right I will kill for the good of the fight for the right to be right And i open my eyes to look around And i see a child laid slain on the ground As a love machine lumbers through desolation rows Ploughing down man, woman, listening to its command But not hearing anymore Not hearing anymore Just the shrieks from the old rich And i want to believe In the madness that calls now And i want to believe That a light's shining through Somehow And i want to believe And you want to believe And we want to believe And we want to live Oh, we want to live We want to live We want to live We want to live We want to live We want to live I want to live I want to live I want to live I want to live I want to live I want to live Live Live Liiive |
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The Children of the summer's end Gathered in the dampened grass, We played Our songs and felt the London sky Resting on our Hands. It was God's land. It was rugged and naive. It was Heaven. Touch,We touched the very soul Of holding each and every life. We claimed the very source of joy ran through. It didn't,but it seemed that way. I kissed a lot of people that day. Oh,to capture just one drop of all the ecstasy that swept that afternoon To paint that love upon a white balloon, And fly it from the toppest top of all the tops that man has pushed beyond his brain. Satori must be something just the same. We scanned the skies with rainbow eyes and saw machines of every shape and size We talked with tall Venusians passing through. And Peter tried to climb aboard but the Captain s his head And away they soared, Climbing through the ivory vibrant cloud. Someone passed some bliss among the crowd. And We walked back to the road,unchained. "The Sun Machine is Coming Down,and We're Gonna Have a Party." "The Sun Machine is Coming Down,and We're Gonna Have a Party." "The Sun Machine is Coming Down,and We're Gonna Have a Party." "The Sun Machine is Coming Down,and We're Gonna Have a Party." "The Sun Machine is Coming Down,and We're Gonna Have a Party |
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| 5:56 |
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Solemn faced, the village settles down, undetected by the stars And the hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to sleep And the last thing on his mind Is the Wild Eyed Boy imprisoned neath the covered wooden shaft Folds the rope into its bag Blows his pipe of smolders, blankets smoke into the room And the day will end for some as the night begins for one Staring through the message in his eyes, lies a solitary son From the mountain called Freecloud where the eagle dare not fly And the patience in his sigh gives no indication for the townsmen to decide So the village Dreadful yawns pronouncing gross diversion as the label for the dog oh it's the madness in his eyes as he breaks the night to cry It's really me Really you and really me It's so hard for us to really be Really you and really me You'll lose me though I'm always really free And the mountain moved its eyes To the world of realize Where the snow had saved a place For the Wild Eyed Boy from Freecloud And the village Dreadful cried As the rope began to rise For the smile stayed on the face Of the Wild Eyed Boy from freecloud And the women once proud clutched the heart of the crown As the boulders smashed down from the mountains hand And the magic in the stare of the Wild Eyed Boy said Stop, freecloud! They won't think to cut me down But the cottages fell like the playing card hell The tears on the face of a Wise Boy Came trembling down to the rumbling ground And the missionary mystic of peace/love Stumbled back to cry among the clouds Kicking back the pebbles From the Freecloud mountain track |
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| 3:20 |
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Look up I hear the scream of sirens on the wall
I see a policeman crying in the backseat of a dying Ford Hotel waiters leave the bedrooms of stars Who are far too old And no-one ever told me That I could be so cold Bombers fight at zero feet Bombers fight at zero I see an old man knocked to the ground And beaten by the vicar's wife No-one stops to help they're far too busy Trying to save their own lives A tiny girl screams for mother And wanders out into the street I saw her going down underneath A thousand people's running feet Bombers fight at zero feet Bombers fight at zero All the junkies pulling needles from their arms Hope it lasts all night And all the soldiers curse the day they joined the army And prepare to fight In silent bars, in silent rooms, in silent cars You hide where you can And me I know just whereyou are, you see I'm a bomber man Bombers fight at zero feet Bombers fight at zero |
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| 3:34 |
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Hmm ah (giggle)
Gather round all you people Watch me while you can I've been trawling too long I've been losing out strong For the strength of another man I've been hasty, wasty Sitting on the backstep Waiting for the phone to ring] This semi-acoustic love affair Is driving me to the brink I'm just looking for a friend I'm just looking for a friend You don't have to be a big wheel You don't have to be the end I'm just looking for Looking for a friend God help all you ladies May the devil take all you men You're far too busy having babies To help yourselves to a friend You're lazy, crazy Hung upon the insane Standing with your back to the wall] My pretty has a picture, oh-so nice Hoping that you might call I'm just looking for a friend I'm just looking for a friend You don't have to be a big wheel You don't have to be the end I'm just looking for Looking for a friend Hey Hey looking I'm just looking for a friend I'm just looking for a friend Oh, you don't have to be a big wheel You don't have to be the end I'm just looking for Looking for a friend Looking Just a-cruising Vulgar Just looking (giggle) Don't have to be a big wheel Don't have to be the end I'm just looking for Looking for a friend Oh yeah (etc.) |
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Yeah 'n' I'm doin' all right in school
They ain't said I broke no rule I ain't never been in Dutch I don't browse around too much Don't bother me, leave me alone Anyway I'm almost grown I don't run around with no mob Got myself a little job I'm gonna buy me a little car Drive my girl in the park Got my eye on a little girl Ah, she's really out of this world When I take her to the dance She's got to talk about romance You know I'm still livin' in town But I done married and settled down Now I really have a ball So I don't browse around at all |
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Will you stay in our Lovers' Story If you stay you won't be sorry 'Cause we believe in you Soon you'll grow so take a chance With a couple of Kooks Hung up on romancing Will you stay in our Lovers' Story If you stay you won't be sorry 'Cause we believe in you Soon you'll grow so take a chance With a couple of Kooks Hung up on romancing We bought a lot of things to keep you warm and dry And a funny old crib on which the paint won't dry I bought you a pair of shoes A trumpet you can blow And a book of rules On what to say to people when they pick on you 'Cause if you stay with us you're gonna be pretty Kookie too Will you stay in my Lovers' Story If you stay you won't be sorry 'Cause we believe in you Soon you'll grow so take a chance With a couple of Kooks Hung up on romancing And if you ever have to go to school Remember how they messed up this old fool Don't pick fights with the bullies or the cads 'Cause I'm not much cop at punching Other people's Dads And if the homework brings you down Then we'll throw it on the fire And take the car downtown Will you stay in our Lovers' Story If you stay you won't be sorry 'Cause we believe in you Soon you'll grow so take a chance With a couple of Kooks Hung up on romancing Will you stay in our Lovers' Story If you stay you won't be sorry 'Cause we believe in you Soon you'll grow so take a chance With a couple of Kooks Hung up on romancing |
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When you climb to the top of the mountain
Look out over the sea Think about the places perhaps, where a young man could be Then you jump back down to the rooftops Look out over the town Think about all of the strange things circulating 'round It ain't easy, it ain't easy It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're going down Well, all the people have got their problems That ain't nothing new With the help of the good Lord We can all pull on through We can all pull on through Get there in the end Sometimes it'll take you right up and sometimes down again It ain't easy, it ain't easy It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're going down Satisfaction, satisfaction Keep me satisfied I've got the love of a hoochie koochie woman She calling from inside She's a-calling from inside Trying to get to you All the woman really wants you can give her something too It ain't easy, it ain't easy It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're going down It ain't easy, it ain't easy It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're going down |
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When all the world was very young
And mountain magic heavy hung The supermen would walk in file Guardians of a loveless isle And gloomy browed with superfear Their endless tragic lives Could heave nor sigh In solemn, perverse serenity Wondrous beings chained to life Strange games they would play then No death for the perfect men Life rolls into one for them So softly a supergod cries Where all were minds in uni-thought Power weird by mystics taught No pain, no joy, no power too great Colossal strength to grasp a fate Where sad-eyed mermen tossed in slumbers Nightmare dreams no mortal mind could hold A man would tear his brother's flesh A chance to die To turn to mold Far out in the red-sky Far out from the sad eyes Strange, mad celebration So softly a supergod cries Far out in the red-sky Far out from the sad eyes Strange, mad celebration So softly a supergod dies |
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| 2:57 |
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The tactful cactus by your window
Surveys the prairie of your room The mobile spins to its collision Clara puts her head between her paws They've opened shops down West side Will all the cacti find a home But the key to the city Is in the sun that pins the branches to the sky |
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| 2:50 |
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Oh, she's a tongue twisting storm
Comes to the show tonight Praying to the light machine She wants my honey not my money She's a funky-thigh collector Laying on the 'lectric dream Come on, come on We really got a good thing going Come on, come on If you think we're gonna make it You better hang on to yourself We can't dance, we don't talk much, we just ball and play Then we move like tigers on Vaseline Well, the bitter comes out better on a stolen guitar You're the blessed, we're the Spiders From Mars Come on, come on We really got a good thing going Come on, come on If you think we're gonna make it You better hang on to yourself C'mon Come on, come on Really got a good thing going Come on, come on If you think we're gonna make it You better hang on to yourself Come on, come on We really got a good thing going Come on, come on If you think we're gonna make it You better hang on to yourself |
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Oh Oooh yeah Ah Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly, and the spiders from Mars. He played it left hand But made it too far Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band now Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo Like some cat from Japan,aww he could lick 'em by smiling He could leave 'em to hang 'came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan. So where were the spiders, while the fly tried to break our balls With just the beer light to guide us, So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands? Oh Ooh oh Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo The kid was just crass, he was the nazz With God given ass aww He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind Like a leper messiah When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band. Oh yeah Ooooooo Ziggy playyyyed guitaarrrrrr |
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| 2:59 |
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I'm up on the eleventh floor And I'm watching the cruisers below He's down on the street And he's trying hard to pull sister Flo Oh, my heart's in the basement My weekend's at an all time low 'Cause she's hoping to score So I can't see her letting him go Walk out of her heart Walk out of her mind She's so swishy in her satin and tat In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat Oh God, I could do better than that She's an old-time ambassador Of sweet talking, night walking games And she's known in the darkest clubs For pushing ahead of the dames If she says she can do it Then she can do it, she don't make false claims But she's a Queen, and such are queens That your laughter is sucked in their brains Now she's leading him on And she'll lay him right down Yes she's leading him on And she'll lay him right down But it could have been me Yes, it could have been me Why didn't I say, why didn't I say, no, no, no She's so swishy in her satin and tat In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat Oh God, I could do better than that So I lay down a while And I look at my hotel wall Oh the cot is so cold It don't feel like no bed at all Yeah I lay down a while And I look at my hotel wall But he's down on the street So I throw both his bags down the hall And I'm phoning a cab 'Cause my stomach feels small There's a taste in my mouth And it's no taste at all It could have been me Oh yeah, it could have been me Why didn't I say, Why didn't I say, no, no, no She's so swishy in her satin and tat In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat Oh God, I could do better than that |
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| 5:25 |
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David Bowie---I'm Waiting For The Man Words and music by Lou Reed I'm waiting for the man Twenty six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, One Two Five So sick and dirty more dead than alive I'm waiting for the man Hey white boy, what you doing uptown? Hey white boy, you're chasing all the women around Oh pardon me sir it's furthest from my mind I'm just looking for a good friend of mine I'm waiting for the man Here he comes, he's all dressed in black PR shoes, and a big straw hat He's never early, he's always late First thing you learn is that you've always got to wait I'm waiting for the man Brown stone building and three flights of stairs Nobody stops you 'cause nobody cares He's got the works and he gives you sweet taste But then you've got to split because you've got no time to waste I'm waiting for the man Baby don't you holler, darling don't you scream and shout I'm feeling good, I'm going to work it on out I'm feeling good, I'm feeling so fine Until tomorrow but that's just another time I'm waiting for the man I'm waiting for the man Twenty six dollars lying there in my hand Up to Lexington, One Two Five five So sick and dirty more dead than alive I'm waiting for the man |
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| 4:25 |
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Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighing News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies I saw boys, toys electric irons and T.V.'s My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare I had to cram so many things to store everything in there And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people I never thought I'd need so many people A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children If the black hadn't a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a Cadillac A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and long Smiling and waving and looking so fine, don't think you knew you were in this song And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor And I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there Your face, your race, the way that you talk I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk We've got five years, stuck on my eyes We've got five years, what a surprise We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot We've got five years, that's all we've got |
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I'm an alligator, I'm a mama-papa coming for you
I'm the space invader, I'll be a rock 'n' rollin' bitch for you Keep your mouth shut, you're squawking like a pink monkey bird And I'm busting up my brains for the words Keep your 'lectric eye on me babe Put your ray gun to my head Press your space face close to mine, love Freak out in a moonage daydream oh yeah! Don't fake it baby, lay the real thing on me The church of man, love, is such a holy place to be Make me baby, make me know you really care Make me jump into the air Keep your 'lectric eye on me babe Put your ray gun to my head Press your space face close to mine, love Freak out in a moonage daydream oh yeah! (repeat x3) Freak out, far out, in out |
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| 10. |
| 2:50 |
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Oh, she's a tongue twisting storm
Comes to the show tonight Praying to the light machine She wants my honey not my money She's a funky-thigh collector Laying on the 'lectric dream Come on, come on We really got a good thing going Come on, come on If you think we're gonna make it You better hang on to yourself We can't dance, we don't talk much, we just ball and play Then we move like tigers on Vaseline Well, the bitter comes out better on a stolen guitar You're the blessed, we're the Spiders From Mars Come on, come on We really got a good thing going Come on, come on If you think we're gonna make it You better hang on to yourself C'mon Come on, come on Really got a good thing going Come on, come on If you think we're gonna make it You better hang on to yourself Come on, come on We really got a good thing going Come on, come on If you think we're gonna make it You better hang on to yourself |
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| 11. |
| 3:29 |
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Hey man, oh leave me alone you know Hey man, oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta Hey man, I gotta straighten my face This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place Hey man, my schooldays insane Hey man, my work's down the drain Hey man, well she's a total blam-blam She said she had to squeeze it but she... then she... (CHORUS) Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket I'm back on Suffragette City Oh don't lean on me man Cause you ain't got time to check it You know my Suffragette City Is outta sight...she's all right Hey man, Henry, don't be unkind, go away Hey man, I can't take you this time, no way Hey man, droogie don't crash here There's only room for one and here she comes, here she comes CHORUS Oh hit me! CHORUS A Suffragette City, a Suffragette City I'm back on Suffragette City, I'm back on Suffragette City Ooo, Sufraggete city, ooo, Suffragette City Oooh-how, Sufragette City, oooh-how, Sufragette City, oooh-how Sufragette Ohhh, Wham Bam Thank You Ma'am! A Suffragette City, a Suffragette City Quite all right A Suffragette City Too fine A Suffragette City, ooh, a Sufragette City Oh, my Sufragette City, oh my Suffragette City Oh, Suffragette Suffragette! |
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| 12. |
| 3:24 |
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Oh Oooh yeah Ah Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly, and the spiders from Mars. He played it left hand But made it too far Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band now Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo Like some cat from Japan,aww he could lick 'em by smiling He could leave 'em to hang 'came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan. So where were the spiders, while the fly tried to break our balls With just the beer light to guide us, So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands? Oh Ooh oh Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo The kid was just crass, he was the nazz With God given ass aww He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind Like a leper messiah When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band. Oh yeah Ooooooo Ziggy playyyyed guitaarrrrrr |
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| 13. |
| 4:05 |
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Didn't know what time it was the lights were low oh how I leaned back on my radio oh oh Some cat was layin down some rock 'n' roll lotta soul, he said Then the loud sound did seem to fade a ade Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase ha hase That weren't no d.j. that was hazy cosmic jive There's a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He's told us not to blow it Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He told me: Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie I had to phone someone so I picked on you ho ho Hey, that's far out so you heard him too! o o Switch on the tv we may pick him up on channel two Look out your window I can see his light a ight If we can sparkle he may land tonight a light Don't tell your poppa or he'll get us locked up in fright There's a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He's told us not to blow it Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He told me: Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie There's a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He's told us not to blow it Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He told me: Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie |
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| 4:17 |
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Ground Control to Major Tom Ground Control to Major Tom Take your protein pills and put your helmet on Ground Control to Major Tom Commencing countdown, engines on Check ignition and may God's love be with you (spoken) Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff This is Ground Control to Major Tom You've really made the grade And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare "This is Major Tom to Ground Control I'm stepping through the door And I'm floating in a most peculiar way And the stars look very different today For here Am I sitting in a tin can Far above the world Planet Earth is blue And there's nothing I can do Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles I'm feeling very still And I think my spaceship knows which way to go Tell my wife I love her very much she knows" Ground Control to Major Tom Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you.... "Here am I floating round my tin can Far above the Moon Planet Earth is blue And there's nothing I can do." |
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| 3:30 |
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I still don't know what I was waiting for And my time was running wild A million dead-end streets Every time I thought I'd got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet So I turned myself to face me But I've never caught a glimpse Of how the others must see the faker I'm much too fast to take that test Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes (Turn and face the stranger) Ch-ch-Changes Don't want to be a richer man Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes (Turn and face the stranger) Ch-ch-Changes Just gonna have to be a different man Time may change me But I can't trace time I watch the ripples change their size But never leave the stream Of warm impermanence and So the days float through my eyes But still the days seem the same And these children that you spit on As they try to change their worlds Are immune to your consultations They're quite aware of what they're going through Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes (Turn and face the stranger) Ch-ch-Changes Don't tell them to grow up and out of it Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes (Turn and face the stranger) Ch-ch-Changes Where's your shame You've left us up to our necks in it Time may change me But you can't trace time Strange fascination, fascinating me Changes are taking the pace I'm going through Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes (Turn and face the stranger) Ch-ch-Changes Oh, look out you rock 'n rollers Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes (Turn and face the stranger) Ch-ch-Changes Pretty soon you're gonna get a little older Time may change me But I can't trace time I said that time may change me But I can't trace time |
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| 16. |
| 2:58 |
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Wake up you sleepy head
Put on some clothes, shake up your bed Put another log on the fire for me I've made some breakfast and coffee Look out my window and what do I see A crack in the sky and a hand reaching down to me All the nightmares came today And it looks as though they're here to stay What are we coming to No room for me, no fun for you I think about a world to come Where the books were found by the Golden ones Written in pain, written in awe By a puzzled man who questioned What we were here for All the strangers came today And it looks as though they're here to stay Oh You Pretty Things Don't you know you're driving your Mamas and Papas insane Oh You Pretty Things Don't you know you're driving your Mamas and Papas insane Let me make it plain You gotta make way for the Homo Superior Look at your children See their faces in golden rays Don't kid yourself they belong to you They're the start of a coming race The earth is a bitch We've finished our news Homo Sapiens have outgrown their use All the strangers came today And it looks as though they're here to stay Oh You Pretty Things Don't you know you're driving your Mamas and Papas insane Oh You Pretty Things Don't you know you're driving your Mamas and Papas insane Let me make it plain You gotta make way for the Homo Superior |
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| 3:15 |
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Like to take a cement fix Be a standing cinema Dress my friends up just for show See them as they really are Put a peephole in my brain Two New Pence to have a go I'd like to be a gallery Put you all inside my show Andy Warhol looks a scream Hang him on my wall Andy Warhol, Silver Screen Can't tell them apart at all Andy walking, Andy tired Andy take a little snooze Tie him up when he's fast asleep Send him on a pleasant cruise When he wakes up on the sea Be sure to think of me and you He'll think about paint and he'll think about glue What a jolly boring thing to do Andy Warhol looks a scream Hang him on my wall Andy Warhol, Silver Screen Can't tell them apart at all Andy Warhol looks a scream Hang him on my wall Andy Warhol, Silver Screen Can't tell them apart at all |
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| 3:25 |
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People stared at the makeup on his face
Laughed at his long black hair, his animal grace The boy in the bright blue jeans Jumped onto the stage And lady stardust sang his songs Of darkness and disgrace And he was alright the band was altogether Yes he was alright the song went on forever And he was awful nice Really quite out of sight And he sang all night long Femme fatales emerged from the shadows To watch this creature fair Boys stood upon their chairs To make their point of view I smiled sadly for a love I could not obey And lady stardust sang his songs Of darness and dismay And he was alright the band was altogether Yes he was alright the song went on forever And he was awful nice Really quite paradise And he sang all night long Oh how I sighed when they asked if I knew his name And he was alright the band was altogether Yes he was alright the song went on forever And he was awful nice Really quite paradise And he sang all night long |
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Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth You pull on your finger, then another finger, then your cigarette The wall-to-wall's calling, it lingers then you forget You're a rock'n'roll suicide You're too old to lose it, too young to choose it And the clock waits so patiently on your song You walk past the cafe' but you don't eat when you've lived too long You're a rock'n'roll suicide Chev brakes are snarling as you stumble across the road But day breaks instead so you hurry home Don't let the sun blast your shadow Don't let the milk floats ride your mind So natural -- religiously unkind Oh no love! You're not alone You're watching yourself but you're too unfair You got your head all tangled up but if I could only make you care Oh no love! you're not alone No matter what or who you've been No matter when are where you've seen All the knives seem to lacerate your brain I've had my share so I'll help you with the pain You're not alone just turn on with me You're not alone let's turn on and be You're not alone gimme your hands You're wonderful gimme your hands You're wonderful gimme your hands |
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