Donovan - 7-Tease/ Slow Down World [box] (2004) by Donovan (보컬) on maniadb.com

There's a certain romance about a long haired guitar man
You can close your eyes imagine, and he could be your man
With his soft and soothing song you can just be his gal
You just turn his records on when you need a good pal.

Is it fantasy fascination in the melody man
Dare his music touch you deep inside, Feel the touch of his wand
With his rock and rolling song you can feel the feeling
Just a casual glance from his eyes send your senses reeling...

The Rock and Roll Souljer, fight my allergy
Rock and Roll Souljer, kill my misery
Rock and Roll Souljer won't you help me when I'm down
Rock and Roll Souljer shoot me with your magic sound

You're inclined to believe all he say when he's sayin' he love you
You're entwined around his magnet word, and do what he do
With his boogie woogie walk he can make ya looney
WIth his lazy crazy talk, can make you act so gooney baby, it make you act so gooney.

The Rock and Roll Souljer, fight my allergy
Rock and Roll Souljer, kill my misery
Rock and Roll Souljer won't you help me when I'm down
Rock and Roll Souljer shoot me with your magic sound
(Come on shoot me with the...)


The Rock and Roll Souljer, fight my allergy
Rock and Roll Souljer, kill my misery
Rock and Roll Souljer won't you help me when I'm down
Rock and Roll Souljer shoot me with your magic sound
Come and shoot me full of rock and roll

Shoot me, shoot me full of rock and roll... (repeated until end)

You may ask a million wise men
You may search a thousand books
You may seek friend's consolation
And their sympathetic looks

They can't tell you what to do
They ain't got no words for you
Only you know what to do with your broken heart...
Only you know what to do with your broken heart.

All around you life has fallen
You watch the pieces scatter fast
Your lover heeds another calling
Now you're living in the past...

They can't tell you what to do
They ain't got no words for you
Only you know what to do with your broken heart.

Secret cowboy in the canyon
Four wheel driving stallion
Country music in his fingers
Another girl within his heart

He can't tell you what to do
He ain't got no words for you
Only you know what to do with your broken heart...
Only you know what to do with your broken heart...
Only you know what to do with your broken heart.

Salvation Stomp

When I heard that crazy music comin' out the scene,
That achin', shakin' shuffle down along the Mississippi Queen
That rough and randy off-beat, and that funky bass,
That slinky, snakey, kinky licorice sticking up the place

Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ?
Couldn't keep my toes from tapping ? Salvation Stomp
Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp
Couldn't keep my plates of meat from flippin and flopping all along.

Wild Cat Harry wheelin' great big flying boots
Spillin' floorboards as the trumpeter, he go a rooty tooty toot
Long haired, lanky lady, black drag delight, yeah
Just jiggin' up and down, hey, man, she was a jiggin' out of sight.

Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp
Couldn't keep my toes from tapping ? Salvation Stomp
Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp
Couldn't keep my plates of meat from flippin and flopping all along.

Alright now, let's go.

Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp
Couldn't keep my toes from tapping ? Salvation Stomp
Couldn't keep my feet from stomping ? Salvation Stomp
Couldn't keep my plates of meat from flippin and flopping all along.

Big beer belly, bouncing up and down,
Great clouds of reefer coming over from the shady side of town
Funky monkey suit and tophat, roll them blood-shot eyes,
Just let it all hang out and boogey woogey down to Paradise.

Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp
Couldn't keep my toes from tapping ? Salvation Stomp
Couldn't keep my feet from jumping ? Salvation Stomp
Couldn't keep my plates of meat from flippin and flopping all along.

Cool, cool cats.
Cool, cool cats.
Cool, cool cats.
Yeah!

Leitch

Down the hill from where I live
There's a road rolling by
Wonder where it's going ?

In this house full of doom
Discontent in every room
And it's daily growing.

I'm gonna ride on down those miles
I'm gonna ride on down those miles.

Hook my thumb out in the air
Catch a friend with wheels to share
To take me far away from here.

It's a trip I gotta take
Big decision, mine to make
I don't feel any fear.

I'm gonna ride on down those miles
I'm gonna ride on down those miles.

I'm gonna ride on down those miles
I'm gonna ride on down those miles
I'm gonna ride on down those miles
I'm gonna ride on down those miles.

Cats are leavin' every day
Summer's here, they're on their way
Hitchin' down the highway.

There's a party goin' on
It's gonna last the summer long
Sleepin' under the Milky Way.

I'm gonna ride on down those miles (I'm gonna ride on down those miles)
I'm gonna ride on down those miles (I'm gonna ride on down those miles)
I'm gonna ride on down those miles (I'm gonna ride on down those miles)
I'm gonna ride on down those miles.

Hitchhike, hitchhike, hitchhike
Hitchhike, hitchhike, hitchhike
Hitchhike, hitchhike, hitchhike ...

Sadness is in your eye
Who could have made you cry?
My lullaby
Roll along the sleepy dream, deep
Roll along the sleepy dream, deep

Salty tear down your cheek
Drowning the words you speak.
My lullaby can dry your every care
Roll along the sleepy dream, deep
Roll along the sleepy dream, deep

Sweet dream, my baby lie
Here in my arms tonight
Don't cry I'll hold you tight,
And soothe all your worriy away.

My lullaby can fly you out of there
Roll along the sleepy dream, deep
Roll along the sleepy dream -

Sweet dream, my baby lie
Here in my arms tonight
Don't cry I'll hold you tight,
And soothe all your worries away.

Sadness is in your eye
Who could have made you cry?
Sadness is in your eye
Sadness

Leitch

Loosen up a little like a vinyl man
Do the ticky tocky like an automaton
Flash a little glitter from your freaky eye
Sock it like a rocket in a purple sky.

Moon Rok man, do the Moon Rok man
Do the Moon Rok man with your Moon Rok gal.

Do the wormy wiggle wiggle 'round and 'round
Palpitate and levitate, leave the ground
Lose a little juice from your Venus mound
Thrust a little lust, a little count me down.

Do the Moon Rok man, do the Moon Rok gal
Do the Moon Rok man with your Moon Rok gal.

(Count down) 10
(Count down) 9
(Count down) 8
(Count down) 7
(Count down) 6 - 5 - 4 - 3 - 2 - 1.

Moon Rok man, do the Moon Rok gal
Do the Moon Rok man with your Moon Rok gal.

Spin-a-like-a-gyroscope upon a string
Move-a-like-a horoscope a planet ring
Do the probe, feel the strobe and slowly bend
Phaze-her-with a lazer and amaze your friends.

Moon Rok man, do the Moon Rok gal
Do the Moon Rok man with your Moon Rok gal.

Do the Moon Rok man with your Moon Rok gal
Do the Moon Rok man with your Moon Rok gal
Do the Moon Rok man (with your Moon Rok gal)
Do the Moon Rok man (with your Moon Rok gal)
Do the Moon Rok man (with your Moon Rok gal)
Do the Moon Rok man (with your Moon Rok gal)
…

What was I to do? Down day.
Nothing I could do - no way
For the sun don't shine in my life since you took your love away.
I can't go on...
Without your heart
within my own, Misty Maiden

I am filled with love for you
Let me feel the love from you
Bring the sun back to my life
Lay your golden kiss on me

Should you depart
Twould break my heart
How can I part from the only girl that I have ever loved?

You're the love of my life
Star of my dreams and my joy
You are my sister, mother and child
You are everything to this boy.

Do not leave me... my love.
Now you are my lynn (indecipherable)
Baby
Want me once again
Baby
How we both have hurt each other
With those lonely years apart

But love was kind
Had us in mind
At the right time we meet once again

You're the love of my life
Star of my dreams
and my joy
You are my sister, mother and child
You are everything to this boy

(repeat chorus)

HOW SILLY The politician look
Wearing his public smile
Trying to hide his incapacity
When it's sticking out a mile
With his papier mache wife
And his papier trashy life
If he sees himself as the man for the job
His mirror's telling lies.

HOW SILLY the priest of parson looks
Striking a holy pose
Trying to hide their nakedness
With mediaval clothes
They're holding a golden key
But what it looks like to me
If they're holding all the real estate
That's your neighborhood poverty.

These are just few of the things
I've been noticing
Dear Politician, Priest & Parson
If you really feel like helping :
Open up your heart a€" That's the helpin' part
Open up your heart a€" That's at least a start

HOW SILLY the Queen of Englang looks
Slipping her royalty
The essence of noncommitalness
In the grand democracy.
It's the Hanoverian Strain
Erin's isle is not the same
For the poet's rhyme, she give us wine
We hope for better things from Charles.

These are just of the things
I've been noticing.
Your Royal Majesty, Dear Madame
If you really feel like helping:
Open up your heart a€" That's the helpin' part
Let your Christmass message start : ≪A Open up your hearts...A ≫

HOW SILLY The politician looks
Wearing his public smile
HOW SILLY the Priest or Parson looks
Stricking a holy pose
HOW SILLY the Queen of England looks
HOW SILLY, HOW SILLY, HOW SILLY !

From the album slow down world

My love she's a flower
Perfuming the air where'er she blooms,
With her silk and her incense
Harmonising hotel rooms.
Dark-eyed blue jean angel,
Red Egyptian hair,
Dark-eyed blue jean angel,
Watch the people stare.
I bought you lace and velvet,
And Victoriana trinket,
Dressed you up in Art Nouveau
When nobody else kink it.
Dark-eyed blue jean angel,
Red Egyptian hair,
Dark-eyed blue jean angel,
Watch the people stare.
Dark-eyed blue jean angel,
Pre-Raphaelite child,
Let loose your henna braid,
Fuzz your hair out wild,
Fuzz your hair out wild.

Food in abundance, beggars and banks,
God in His Heaven and His priests in tanks.
Gold in the misery, sewer in the mind,
Greed and corruption of every kind.
They all know it's a cryin' shame
To turn your head, look away again.
They all know it's a cryin' shame
To turn your head, look away again.
They all know it's a cryin' shame
To turn their heads, look away again.
Fools in the Parliament, pollution in the stream,
T.V., poverty and the big bad dream.
Sex in the cinema, fear in the school,
Censorship committees, they rule/we're cool.
Don't they all know it's a cryin' shame
To turn your heads, look away again.
Don't they all know it's a cryin' shame
To turn your heads, look away again.
Don't they all know it's a cryin' shame
To turn their heads, look away again.
Don't they all know it's a cryin' shame
To turn your heads, look away again.
Composure in the little pill, courage in the beer,
Mummy and daddy and the life of fear.
Human relationships cast away,
I hope we get together one of these days.
And they all know it's a cryin' shame
To turn their heads, look away again.
Don't they all know it's a cryin' shame
To turn their heads, look away again.

Some of us believe in communism,
Some of us believe in capitalism,
Some of us believe in spiritualism,
Some of us believe in materialism
Some mothers believe in heavy dandy,
Some fathers believe in understanding.
Some of us believe in total freedom,
Some of us believe in laying the rules on.
But the children believe in friends,
For the children of the world,
Every boy and girl,
All they'll know is what we teach 'em,
Most of us fail when we try to reach 'em
For the children believe in having friends
Children believe in friends,
Children believe in having friends
Children believe in friends.
Some of us believe in Hare Krishna,
Some of us believe in Jesus Saves Ya,
Some of us believe in oblivion,
Some of us believe in David Niven.
Some of us believe in fighting our mate,
Some of us believe in the brotherhood state.
Some of us believe in analysing,
Some of us believe in humanising.
For the children of the world,
Every boy and girl,
All they'll know is what we teach 'em,
Most of us fail when we try to reach 'em
For the children believe in having friends
Children believe in friends,
Children believe in having friends
Children believe in friends.
But the children believe in friends,
For the children of the world,
Every boy and girl,
All they'll know is what we teach 'em,
Most of us fail when we try to reach 'em
For the children believe in having friends
Children believe in friends,
Children believe in having friends
Children believe in friends.
Children believe in friends.
Children believe in friends...

Kiss me sweet lover
And linger long in ecstasy.
Mingle our fluids,
Flirt let me flame thee.
Come into my parlour,
Come sit but a droplet
Of my secret rain.
'Cause I'm the black widow, woe,
I'm the black widow, woe,
And I eat my love
And I eat my love
And I eat my love
And I eat my love.
I offer my pleasure
But never my love,
You may need me forever
But I don't need your love.
If you try to repel me
Your body will howl.
I set your spirit free,
You can depend on me.
'Cause I'm the black widow, woe,
I'm the black widow, woe,
And I eat my love
And I eat my love
And I eat my love
And I eat my love.

Slow down world
Major problem ahead,
You have been on the go
For a long, long time I know.
Take a rest from the race,
Why chase it ?
Slow down world,
Take a tip from old times.
You've seen how greed
Consumes you with its need.
Take a rest from the race
Why chase it ?
Happy is the man
Who rests when he can,
Let old man time's sand
Slip through his hand.
And happy is the gal
Who calls peace her pal.
If you want to be free,
You shall, you shall.
Slow down world,
Take a break for God's sake.
(Slow down)
You just can't stop your climb
Your money-mad climb up to the top,
Don't you just glance at the chance,
Why waste it ?
Don't chase it,
Why waste it ?
Happy is the man
Who rests when he can,
Let old man time's sand
Slip through his hand.
And happy is the gal
Who calls peace her pal.
If you want to be free,
You shall, you shall.
Slow down world,
Slow down world,
Slow down world,
Slow down world,

My henna-haired gal's all there in coffee-coloured lace,
Wearing such a pretty smile upon her face.
Her little angel's fluttering around and pulling on her dress,
And you know that's the way she like it best.
She's a new age mother, she don't take no bull,
She don't dig that attitude in school.
Do-do-do-do-do the liberation rag
Do-do-do-do-do the liberation rag
Do-do-do-do-do the liberation rag
Do-do-do-do-do the liberation rag
And if you use a cup in the kitchen, you gotta wash it yourself,
When it's clean, put that cup back on that shelf.
She don't dig none of that old-fashioned jazz
Where women do all the chores,
She can think and open all her own doors.
She's a new age mother, she don't take no bull,
She don't dig that attitude in school.
She's a new age mother, she more than a lay,
Lindee got a lot to give and say.
Do-do-do-do-do the liberation rag
Do-do-do-do-do the liberation rag
Do-do-do-do-do the liberation rag
Do-do-do-do-do the liberation rag
La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.