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| 1. |
| 6:42 | 
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| 2. |
| 5:49 | 
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Black night is not right, I don't feel so bright, I don't care to sit tight. Maybe I'll find on the way down the line that I'm free, free to be me. Black night is a long way from home. I don't need a dark tree, I don't want a rough sea, I can't feel, I can't see. Maybe I'll find on the way down the line that I'm free, free to be me. Black night is a long way from home. Black night, black night, I don't need black night, I can't see dark night. Maybe I'll find on the way down the line that I'm free, free to be me. Black night is a long way from home. |
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| 3. |
| 4:23 |
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| 4. |
| 6:53 |
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Can you remember remember my name
As I flow through your life A thousand oceans I have flown And cold spirits of ice All my life I am the echo of your past I am returning the echo of a point in time Distant faces shine A thousand warriors I have known And laughing as the spirits appear All your life Shadows of another day And if you hear me talking on the wind You've got to understand We must remain Perfect Strangers I know I must remain inside this silent well of sorrow A strand of silver hanging through the sky Touching more than you see The voice of ages in your mind Is aching with the dead of the night Precious life (your tears are lost in falling rain) And if you hear me talking on the wind You've got to understand We must remain Perfect Strangers |
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| 5. |
| 3:59 |
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I stood under your bedroom window Throwing up a brick No one came I threw one more That really did the trick Your daddy came and banged my head He said what kind of man Is this that's hanging 'round my girl And threw me in the car You're a farmer's daughter You're a farmer's daughter Why do I always get The kinda girl I didn't oughta get I won't get no more eggs and water Now I've laid the farmer's daughter Imagine I was a full-grown man And I could talk just right Could I come and see you here And do this every night Wham! The door comes crashing down Your daddy's face all pale Says come with me you hairy bum I'll put you in my jail You're a judge's daughter You're a judge's daughter Why do I always get The kinda girl I didn't oughta v et Now I'm getting jail and torture 'Cause I made the judge's daughter It seems they're screaming law and order When I go with anyone's daughter Woman I should like some peace And daddy hold your tongue I think you're gonna die of fright When I tell you what I've done I can hear your tales and lies You say I'm dumb and scraggy But man this dumb and scraggy is Your daughter's baby's daddy She's a lucky daughter Such a lucky daughter Why did I always get The kinda girl I didn't wanna get Now I've got what I always fought for 'Cause I've married a rich man's daughter |
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| 6. |
| 10:33 |
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Sweet child in time you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good and the bad See the blind man shooting at the world Bullets flying taking toll If you've been bad, Lord I bet you have And you've been hit by flying lead You'd better close your eyes and bow your head And wait for the ricochet |
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| 7. |
| 12:12 |
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I'm so far away Form everything you know Your name is carried on the wind Your ice blue waters Anya Where do they flow Where have they been Where have they been A hidden passion Touching a spark Flame of revolution Burning wild in your gypsy heart Your gypsy heart Anya - The spirit of freedom Anya - Oh Anya The light of freedom buried Deep within your soul Across the puszta plain to see The rhapsody of angels Refuse to dance alone What do they mean What do they mean Your jewel flashing Across the dark Forbidding distance I love your gypsy heart Your gypsy heart Anya |
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| 8. |
| 7:33 |
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Speed King Good Golly, said little Miss Molly When she was rockin' in the house of blue light Tutti Frutti was oh so rooty When she was rockin' to the east and west Lucille was oh so real When she didn't do her daddies will Come on baby, drive me crazy--do it, do it I'm a speed king you go to hear me sing I'm a speed king see me fly Saturday night and I just got paid Gonna fool about ain't gonna save Some people gonna rock some people gonna roll Gonna have a party to save my soul Hard headed woman and a soft hearted man They been causing trouble since it all began Take a little rice take a little beans Gonna rock and roll down to New Orleans [repeat first two stanzas in inverse order] |
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| 9. |
| 10:09 |
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We all came out to Montreux On the Lake Geneva shoreline To make records with a mobile We didn't have much time Frank Zappa and the Mothers Were at the best place around But some stupid with a flare gun Burned the place to the ground Smoke on the water, fire in the sky They burned down the gambling house It died with an awful sound Funky & Claude was running in and out Pulling kids out the ground When it all was over We had to find another place But Swiss time was running out It seemed that we would lose the race Smoke on the water, fire in the sky We ended up at the Grand Hotel It was empty cold and bare But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside Making our music there With a few red lights and a few old beds We make a place to sweat No matter what we get out of this I know we'll never forget Smoke on the water, fire in the sky |
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