| RELEASE DATE: | 2005-11-00 |
| DURATION: | - |
| # OF TRACKS: | 14 |
| ALBUM TYPE: | 정규, studio |
| GENRE/STYLE: | 팝
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| ALSO KNOWN AS: | - |
| INDEX: | 69 |
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INTRODUCTION
소프트 머신의 드러머이자 영국 캔터베리 사운드의 황제로 불렸던 로버트 와이어트의 2005년도 신작 앨범. 본작은 그가 1974년 행했던 라이브를 담고 있는 실황 음반으로 무엇보다 참여한 게스트의 화려한 면면으로 스포트라이트를 받았다. 핑크 플로이드의 닉 메이슨을 비롯, 마이크 올드필드, 데이브 스튜어트, 줄리 티펫츠 등이 바로 그들이다. 전체적으로 프로그레 시브록의 우산 아래 놓여있는 트랙들이 대부분이며 올 뮤직 가이드가 평했듯 ‘1970년대 실험적 프로그레시브 록의 필수 도큐먼트’로 손색이 없는 완성도를 자랑하고 있다. 비록 정규 아닌 라이브지만 로버트 와이어트가 발표한 앨범들 중 세 손가락 안에 들만큼 그 수준이 높은 걸작이다.
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TRACKS
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| 2:19 |
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| 3:58 |
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| 9:13 |
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You look different every time you come
From the foam-crested brine
Your skin shining softly in the moonlight
Partly fish, partly porpoise, partly baby sperm whale
Am I yours? Are you mine to play with?
Joking apart - when you're drunk you're terrific when you're drunk
I like you mostly late at night you're quite alright
But I can't understand the different you in the morning
When it's time to play at being human for a while please smile!
You'll be different in the spring, I know
You're a seasonal beast like the starfish that drift in with the tide
So until your blood runs to meet the next full moon
You're madness fits in nicely with my own
Your lunacy fits neatly with my own, my very own
We're not alone
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| 4:38 |
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Seaweed tangled in our home from home
Reminds me of your rocky bottom
Please don't wait for the paperweight
Err on the good side
Touch us when we collapse
Into the water we'll go head over heel
We'll not grow fat
Inside the mammary gland
Seaweed tangled in our home from home
Reminds me of your rocky bottom
Please don't wait for the paperweight
Err on the good side
Touch us when we collapse
Into the water we'll go head over heel
A head behind me
Buried deep in the sand
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Written By WYATT
<i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i>
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| 6:42 |
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Orlan don't tell me, oh no
Don't say oh God
Don't tell me oh dear me
Heaven's above oh no
I can't stand it
Stop
Please oh deary me
What in heaven's name?
Oh blimey mercy me
Woe are we oh dear
Oh stop it
Stop it
You've been so kind
I know I know
So why did I hurt you?
I didn't mean to hurt you
But I'll keep trying
And I'm sure you will too
I want it I want it I want it give it to me
I give it you back when I finish the lunchtea
I lie in the road try to trip up the passing cars
Yes me and the hedgehog
We bursting the tyres all day
As we roll down the highway towards the setting sun
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| 4:28 |
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Not nit not nit no not
Nit nit folly bololey
Alifi my larder
Alifi my larder
I can't forsake you or
Forsqueak you
Alifi my larder
Alifi my larder
Confiscate or make you
Late you you
Alifi my larder Alifi my larder
Not nit not nit no not
Nit nit folly bololy
Burlybunch, the water mole
Hellyplop and fingerhole
Not a wossit bundy, see ?
For jangle and bojangle
Trip trip
Pip pippy pippy pip pip landerim
Alifi my larder
Alifi my larder
I'm not your larder,
jammy jars and mustard.
I'm not your dinner,
you soppy old custard.
And what's a bololey
when it's a folly?
I'm not your larder,
I'm your dear little dolly.
But when plops get too helly
I'll fill up your belly.
I'm not your larder,
I'm Alife your guarder.
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| 6:25 |
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Not nit not nit no not
Nit nit folly bololey
Alifi my larder
Alifi my larder
I can't forsake you or
Forsqueak you
Alifi my larder
Alifi my larder
Confiscate or make you
Late you you
Alifi my larder Alifi my larder
Not nit not nit no not
Nit nit folly bololy
Burlybunch, the water mole
Hellyplop and fingerhole
Not a wossit bundy, see ?
For jangle and bojangle
Trip trip
Pip pippy pippy pip pip landerim
Alifi my larder
Alifi my larder
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| 5:26 |
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| 4:23 |
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| 4:43 |
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| 3:19 |
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Is it worth it?
A new winter coat and shoes for the wife
And a bycicle on the boy's birthday
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
By the women and children
Soon we'll be shipbuilding
Well I ask you
The boy said Dad they're going to take me to task
But I'll back by Christmas
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
Somebody said that someone got filled in
For saying that people that killed in
The result of the shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
A telegram or a picture postcard
Within weeks they'll be re-opening the shipyard
And notifying the next of kin once again
It's all we're skilled in
We will be shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls
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Written By MILLER
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| 6:12 |
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In the garden of England dead moles lie inside their holes
The dead-end tunnels crumble in the rain underfoot
Innit a shame?
Can't you see them?
Can't you see them?
Roots can't hold them
Bugs console them
I fight with the handle of my little brown broom
I pull out the wires of the telephone
I hurt in the head and
I hurt in the acting bone
Now
I smash up the telly with remains of the broken phone
I fighting for the crust of the little brown loaf
I want it I want it I want it give it to me
(I give it you back when I finish the lunchtea)
I lie in the road try to trip up the passing cars
Yes me and the hedgehog
We bursting the tyres all day
As we roll down the highway towards the setting sun
I reflect on the life of the Highwayman yum yum
Now I smash up the telly and what's left of
The broken phone
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| RELEASES
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2005-11-00 |
Ryko Filmworks (0031257150729) |
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2006-06-27 |
Ryko/WEA, wea (031257150767) |
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