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Sunshine came softly through my a-window today Could've tripped out easy a-but I've a-changed my ways It'll take time, I know it but in a while You're gonna be mine, I know it, we'll do it in style 'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine I'll tell you right now Any trick in the book now, baby, all that I can find Everybody's hustlin' just to have a little scene When I say we'll be cool I think that you know what I mean We stood on a beach at sunset, do you remember when? I know a beach where, baby, a-it never ends When you've made your mind up forever to be mine Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind 'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine I'll tell you right now Any trick in the book now, baby, all that I can find Superman or Green Lantern ain't got a-nothin' on me I can make like a turtle and dive for your pearls in the sea, yeah! A you-you-you can just sit there a-thinking on your velvet throne 'bout all the rainbows a-you can a-have for your own When you've made your mind up forever to be mine I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind When you've made your mind up forever to be mine I'll pick up your hand I'll pick up your hand |
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| 2. |
| 3:42 |
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I'm just mad about Saffron Saffron's mad about me I'm just mad about Saffron She's just mad about me {Refrain} They call me mellow yellow (Quite rightly) They call me mellow yellow (Quite rightly) They call me mellow yellow I'm just mad about Fourteen Fourteen's mad about me I'm just mad about Fourteen She's just mad about me {Refrain} Born high forever to fly Wind velocity nil Wanna high forever to fly If you want your cup our fill {Refrain} (So mellow, he's so yellow) Electrical banana Is gonna be a sudden craze Electrical banana Is bound to be the very next phase They call it mellow yellow (Quite rightly) They call me mellow yellow (Quite rightly) They call me mellow yellow Saffron -- yeah I'm just mad about her I'm just mad about Saffron She's just mad about me {Refrain} (Oh so yellow, oh so mellow) |
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| 2:16 |
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In the chilly hours and minutes
Of uncertainty, I want to be In the warm hold of your loving mind To feel you all around me And to take your hand along the sand Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind When sundown pales the sky I want to hide a while behind your smile And everywhere I'd look your eyes I'd find For me to love you now Would be the sweetest thing 'twould make me sing Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind Di di di di, di di di di Di di di di, di di di di Di di di When rain has hung the leaves with tears I want you near to kill my fears To help me to leave all my blues behind For standin' in your heart Is where I want to be and long to be Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind |
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| 4. |
| 2:35 |
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The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is. The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is. First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is. First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is. The caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within. Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within. First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is. First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain. Oh Wanita, oh Wanita, oh Wanita, I call your name. Oh, the snow will be a blinding sight to see as it lies on yonder hillside. The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is. The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is. Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within. Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within. Ah, my-my. First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is. First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is. First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is. First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is. First there is a mountain |
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| 2:21 |
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How high the gulls fly
O'er Ilay How sad the farm lad deep in play Felt like a grain on your sand How well the sheep's bell music makes Roving the cliff when fancy takes Felt like a tide left me here How blessed the forest with birdsong How neat the cut peat laid so long Felt like a seed on your land |
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| 6. |
| 2:24 |
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Color and sky brush and blue Scarlet fleece changes you Crimson ball sinks from view CHORUS Wear your love like heaven Wear your love like heaven Wear your love like heaven Lord kiss me once more Fill me with song Kiss me once more So I may, so I may CHORUS 2 Wear my love like heaven Wear my love like heaven Wear my love like heaven Color sky heaven alic Color sky rose carithe Arisari and crimson CHORUS Lord kiss me once more Fill me with song Kiss me once more So I may, so I may CHORUS2 Lord kiss me once more Fill me with song Kiss me once more So I may, so I may CHORUS2 Cannot believe what I see All I have wished for will be All of our race proud and free CHORUS Lord kiss me once more Fill me with song Kiss me once more So I may, so I may CHORUS2 |
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| 2:44 |
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Yellow is the color of my true love's hair in the morning when we rise, in the morning when we rise. That's the time. That's the time I love the best. Blue is the color of the sky in the morning when we rise, in the morning when we rise. That's the time. That's the time I love the best. Mellow is the feeling that I get when I'm with her, uh huh, when I'm with her, uh huh. That's the time. That's the time I love the best. Freedom is a word I rarely use without thinking, uh huh, without thinking, uh huh. 'Bout the time ('bout the time), hey, 'bout the time (hey, 'bout the time) when I've been lost. Yellow is the color of my true love's hair in the morning when we rise, in the morning when we rise. That's the time. That's the time I love the best. That's the time. Yeah, that's the time I love the best. |
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| 3:45 |
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It's Saturday night, it feels like a Sunday in some ways If you had any sense, you'd maybe go away for a few days Be that as it may, you can only say you are lonely You are but a young girl working your way through the phonies Cafe on, milk gone, such a sad light and fading. Yourself you touch, but not too much. You hear it's degrading. The flowers on your stockings wilting away in the midnight The book you are reading is someone's opinion of moonlight Your skin is so white, you'd like maybe to go to bed soon Just closing your eyes if you're to rise up before noon High heels, car wheels, all the losers are groovin' Your dream, strange scene, images are movin' Your friends they are making a pop star or two every evening You know that scene backwards, they can't see the patterns they're weaving Your friends they're all models but you soon got over that one You sit in your one room a little brought down in London Cafe on, milk gone, such a sad light and fading. Yourself you touch, but not too much. You hear it's degrading. It's Saturday night, it feels like a Sunday in some ways If you had any sense, you'd maybe go away for a few days Be that as it may, you can only say you are lonely You are but a young girl working your way through the phonies |
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| 3:09 |
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Look on yonder misty mountain See the young monk meditating rhododendron forest Over dusty years, I ask you What's it been like being you ? Through all levels you've been changing Getting a little bit better no doubt, The doctor bit was so far out. Looking through crystal spectacles, I can see I had your fun. Doing us paperback reader Made the teacher suspicious about insanity, Fingers always touching girl. Through all levels you've been changing Getting a little bit better no doubt, The doctor bit was so far out. Looking through all kinds of windows I can see I had your fun. Looking through all kinds of windows I can see I had your fun. Looking through crystal spectacles I can see I had your fun. Looking through crystal spectacles I can see I had your fun. Rebelling against society, Such a tiny speculating whether to be a hip or Skip along quite merrily. Through all levels you've been changing Elevator in the brain hotel Broken down a-just as well-a Looking through crystal spectacles, Ah, I can see I had your fun. Dum dum dum, dum dum dum dum dum Dum dum dum, dum dum dum dum dum Dum dum dum, dum dum dum dum dum Dum dum dum, dum dum dum dum dum Dum dum dum, dum dum dum dum dum |
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| 3:19 |
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Thrown like a star in my vast sleep I open my eyes to take a peep To find that I was by the sea Gazing with tranquillity. 'Twas then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man Came singing songs of love, Then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man Came singing songs of love. Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang. Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang. Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang. Histories of ages past Unenlightened shadows cast Down through all eternity The crying of humanity. 'Tis then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man Comes singing songs of love, Then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man Comes singing songs of love. Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang. Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy. Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang. Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang. Here comes the roly poly man and he's singing songs of love, Roly poly, roly poly, roly poly, poly he sang. Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang, Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang |
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| 12. |
| 3:26 |
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Little pebble upon the sand Now you're lying here in my hand, How many years have you been here ? Little human upon the sand From where I'm lying here in your hand, You to me are but a passing breeze. The sun will always shine where you stand Depending in which land You may find yourself. Now you have my blessing, go your way. Happiness runs in a circular motion Thought is like a little boat upon the sea. Everybody is a part of everything anyway, You can have everything if you let yourself be. Happiness runs, happiness runs. Happiness runs, happiness runs. Happiness runs, happiness runs. Happiness runs, happiness runs. Happiness runs in a circular motion Thought is like a little boat upon the sea. Everybody is a part of everything anyway, You can have everything if you let yourself be. Happiness runs, happiness runs. Happiness runs, happiness runs. Happiness runs, happiness runs. Happiness runs, happiness runs. Happiness runs in a circular motion Thought is like a little boat upon the sea. Everybody is a part of everything anyway, You can have everything if you let yourself be. Happiness runs, happiness runs. Happiness runs, happiness runs. Happiness runs, happiness runs. Happiness runs, happiness runs. Why ? Because. Why ? Because. Why ? Because. Why ? Because. Happiness runs in a circular motion Thought is like a little boat upon the sea. Everybody is a part of everything anyway, You can have everything if you let yourself be. You can have everything if you let yourself be. You can have everything if you let yourself be. You can have everything if you let yourself be. You can have everything if you let yourself be. You can have everything if you let yourself be. You can have everything if you let yourself be. You can have everything if you let yourself be. You can have everything if you let yourself be. You can have everything if you let yourself be. You can have everything if you let yourself be. You can have everything if you let yourself be. You can have everything if you let yourself be. |
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| 5:08 |
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The continent of Atlantis was an island which lay before the great flood in the area we now call the Atlantic Ocean. So great an area of land, that from her western shores those beautiful sailors journeyed to the South and the North Americas with ease, in their ships with painted sails. To the East Africa was a neighbour, across a short strait of sea miles. The great Egyptian age is but a remnant of The Atlantian culture. The antediluvian kings colonised the world All the Gods who play in the mythological dramas In all legends from all lands were from fair Atlantis. Knowing her fate, Atlantis sent out ships to all corners of the Earth. On board were the Twelve: The poet, the physician, the farmer, the scientist, The magician and the other so-called Gods of our legends. Though Gods they were - And as the elders of our time choose to remain blind Let us rejoice and let us sing and dance and ring in the new Hail Atlantis! Way down below the ocean where I wanna be she may be, Way down below the ocean where I wanna be she may be, Way down below the ocean where I wanna be she may be. Way down below the ocean where I wanna be she may be, Way down below the ocean where I wanna be she may be. My antediluvian baby, oh yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, I wanna see you some day My antediluvian baby, oh yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, My antediluvian baby, My antediluvian baby, I love you, girl, Girl, I wanna see you some day. My antediluvian baby, oh yeah I wanna see you some day, oh My antediluvian baby. My antediluvian baby, I wanna see you My antediluvian baby, gotta tell me where she gone I wanna see you some day Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, oh yeah Oh glub glub, down down, yeah My antediluvian baby, oh yeah yeah yeah yeah |
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| 4:55 |
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When I look out my window, Many sights to see. And when I look in my window, So many different people to be That it's strange, so strange. You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch, Mm, must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch, yeah, Must be the season of the witch. When I look over my shoulder, What do you think I see ? Some other cat looking over His shoulder at me And he's strange, sure he's strange. You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch, Beatniks are out to make it rich, Oh no, must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch, yeah, Must be the season of the witch. You've got to pick up every stitch, The rabbits running in the ditch, Beatniks are out to make it rich, Oh no, must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch. When I look. When I look out my window, What do you think I see ? And when I look in my window, So many different people to be It's strange, sure it's strange. You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch, The rabbits running in the ditch, Oh no, must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch, yeah, Must be the season of the witch. When I look, when I look |
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