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| 2:55 | 
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Everyone is right
Everything is wrong Don't let the changes get you down, man 'Cos everyone is wrong Everything is all right now Don't let the changes get you uptight. Butter my toast, and I'll go Button up a coat, and let's go Off to the coast we must go Don't wanna boast, but I'll grow much better there Don't let the changes get you down man Vietnam, Biafra The obsurdity of greed How much can one man possibly need? Sickness and disease And ignorance on every side Don't let the changes get you tight. Button your toast and let's go Button a coat and I'm gonna go Off to the coast we must go Don't wanna boast, but I'll grow much better there Don't let the changes get you down man. |
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| 2. |
| 2:18 |
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You're my singer
Lemme be your song Celestial bodies They get along And I just want to sing along You're my single Lemme be your chart If you never make the hit parade You're number one in my heart As long as I can play a part Vegetarian by choice Not by fashion It's not so much what you eat As what you balance on And watch me balance on Instrumental passage here We're playin' it now But you are not among us here To play like you know how Beg us to allow You're my singer Lemme be your song No matter what you want to do Let me pick along I just want to sing along Country ladies Take us by the hand Soft eyed and cotton clothed Through Parrish meadowland And John and I can be the band |
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| 3. |
| 4:24 |
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Lady, you are my peace of mind
Were I to seek your par none I could find You delicately went to curry land And left a lonely man, ah me, yogi blue He thought to himself as he sat before His stocks and shares a dreadful bore If I'm to live another happy day I best make haste and be on my way He at his desk did write and indicate To lawyer, friend and intimate His lamentable grief did necessitate The need for one swift bird to sail the ocean o'er A sailing schooner was soon seen sailing, Swift and silent, around the sound Salutating seagulls heralding The wonderous transport upon the wing Twenty days from Goa they did espire A wealthy merchant bound for Arabi-iy Echanging greetings, had he heard the news The Lady Hall had drowned, the price of Ninevah rose Storms and tempests his shatterd mind beset Hurricanes of pains raged and tore Truly drowned in grief, he did repair To haunted trinkets and gross despair All in white 'neath shade in bamboo chair Military discipline has replaced despair Anchored in the bay of innocence Is left a lonely man, lonely through and through Through and through Through and through |
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| 4. |
| 2:53 |
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Long and lazy schooner
In lapis lazuli Aquamarina In a southern sea Soft and sensual sunset Sommerset Maughm funset The warm breeze of evening Caresses silk dresses The lazy leaning lady's languid way The lovely leading lady in our play Soft eyed and always thirty Jasmine fills the air The lovely leaning lady's languid way The lovely leading lady in our play Soft eyed and always thirty Jasmine fills the air When I hear astrud Jasmine fills the air When I hear astrud Jasmine fills the air When I hear astrud Jasmine fills the air guitar : Bbmaj7 a" Bbm7 Eb a" Ebm Bbmaj7 a" Bb6 Cm7 a" F7 (F7) a" Bbsus-Bb-Ab-Bb-F7 (three times) Eb-Bb-F7 |
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| 5. |
| 3:52 |
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People used to get together round a fire
Fishes were cooked, songs were sung Moonlight used to guide our way home in the dark Do you find it hard remembering? And still you people tell me life is easy to get on with But what I've got so far's enough to get along with People tell me that it's so oh - oh I don't know anymore, I don't know People used to get together round a problem Eyes were looked at tongues were true People used to stop and say how do you do Do you find it hard remembering? And still you people tell me life is easy to get on with But what I've got so far's enough to get along with People tell me that it's so oh - oh I don't know anymore, I don't know People used to spend an hour making tea Easy easy was the rule People used to pause to think and contemplate He who hurried was the fool And still you people tell me life is easy to get on with But what I've got so far's enough to get along with People tell me that it's so oh - oh I don't know anymore, I don't know |
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| 6. |
| 3:36 |
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Ye sons of Britain
Who once were free Ye now are slaves to factory Those who walk the path of mole Expect in time to kill thy soul look *Down in the wood in the murky gloom Trolls go marching two by two Down through the cave and the mouth of doom Down, down, down in the gloom, gloom,gloom Hey kala ho kala ho la jai but look *Who should come by the mountain way Young Finn Hanley A lute he play Clothed in scarlet livery All wide eyed in the bright noon day Tiree tiraloo tiraloo i ay Creative intelligence has been crushed by industrial uniformity? |
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| 7. |
| 2:55 |
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Riki Tiki Tavi (Original Version)
Better get into what you gotta get into Better get into it now, no slacking please United Nations ain't really united And the organisations ain't really organised Riki tiki tavi mongoose is gone Riki tiki tavi mongoose is gone Won't be coming around for to kill your snakes no more my love Riki tiki tavi mongoose is gone (Every)body who read the Jungle Book knows that Riki tiki tavi's a mongoose who kills snakes (Well) when I was a young man I was led to believe there were organisations to kill my snakes for me (ie the) church ie the government ie the school (but when I got a little older) I learned I had to kill them myself (I said) Riki tiki tavi mongoose is gone Riki tiki tavi mongoose is gone Won't be coming around for to kill your snakes no more my love Riki tiki tavi mongoose is gone (16 bars instrumental) People walk around they don't know what they're doing They bin lost so long they don't know what they've been looking for Well, I know what I'm a looking for but I just can't find it I guess I gotta look inside of myself some more oh oh oh inside of myself some more oh oh oh inside of myself some more Riki tiki tavi mongoose is gone Riki tiki tavi mongoose is gone Riki tiki tavi mongoose is gone Riki tiki tavi mongoose is gone I saw you today on a number twelve bus you were going my way my way Riki Tiki Tavi (Alternate Version) Laboratory synthetic stimuli Oh la la la la la da. La la la la la da La la la do do Oh na na da Well, better get into what you got to get into, And youd better get into it now, no slacking please For United Nations aint really united And the organisations aint really organised. Cause your Riki tiki tavi mongoose at your door no more no more, Riki tiki tavi mongoose at your door. He wont be coming around for to kill your snakes no more, my love, Oh your Riki tiki tavi mongoose at your door no more. Everybody who saw the Jungle Book knows that Riki tiki tavi is a mongoose who kills snakes. But when I was a young man I was led to believe There were organisations to kill my snakes for me, I was told i.e. the Church, i.e. the Government, i.e. School But as I got a little older I learned I had to kill my snakes myself. Oh laboratory Well, the people walking around they dont know what theyre doing, They bin lost so long, they dont know what theyre looking for. Well, I know what Im a-looking for but I just cant find it, Well, I gotta, I guess I gotta look inside myself some more. Oh Riki tiki tavi mongoose at your door no more no more no more Riki tiki tavi mongoose at your door no more He wont be coming around for to kill your snakes no more, my love, For your Riki tiki tavi mongoose at your door no more. Oh no, no, no la, no, no do do do do da Oh la la la Well, the people walking around theyre taking their drop and they trip trip Well, they dont know what theyre doing to the pretty nuff assistant Well, Ive taken every drug there is to take and I know That the natural high is the best high in the world. Ah, natural high best high in the world. Oh no no no, no more no more no more. Laboratory synthetic stimuli Only goes to fog up your third eye. Laboratory synthetic stimuli Only goes to fog up your third eye. Oh ma Well, natural high is the best high in the world. Oh, natural high is the best high in the world |
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| 8. |
| 2:49 |
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Clara Clairvoyant
Consultation 10 to 4 In the shadows Leave skepticism at the door Oh oh oh rap tap table tap Have you anyone to talk to Not quite living on the other side, contact Clara Clairvoyant Her consultation is 10 to 4 Look Kathy Kathoolica In the box from 3 to 4 In the shadow Leave genitals at the door Oh oh oh but but tut tut Have you any perversion to confess To the lumpy cassock on the other side Kathy Katholica In the box from 3 to 4 Rocky Rock'n'Roller Sometimes up and sometimes down In the long run Take the path down on the ground Between lost belief and gross fear Have you any idea how much you have? Not quite nothing and not quite all! Psychedelic Yogi Is not a very groovy groovy guru |
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| 9. |
| 4:54 |
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Driving across the highlands
Of Scotland in our land rover Shadow of cloud falls And with it a chill High o'er heather Hawk hover the hill Just begun is my journey And Danu's my name I am the juggler of fortune and fame Let me not hear facts figures and logic Fain would I hear lore legends and magic (x 4) Feathers of raven Slithers of coal Armour of silver In the mackerel shoal Sun in the west T'is ruby blood red Travelers a-weary Do make their bed Let me not hear facts figures and logic Fain would I hear lore legends and magic (x 4) |
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| 10. |
| 3:25 |
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Finally
I realize I'm to be My own surprise This is the season of farewell And I've finally broken the spell This is the season of farewell And I want you to know Before you go... Consequently I'm very pleased I used to be Very cheesed This is the season of farewell And I've finally broken the spell This is the season of farewell And I want you to know Before you go... Mystery, sorcery, and guile Used to be What made me the lonely one But now I'll be the only one to plea This is the season of farewell And I've finally broken the spell This is the season of farewell And I want you to know Before you go... |
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| 11. |
| 2:47 |
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Have you ever seen a picture of Pope Paul?
Have you ever asked yourself this question, Would you trust this man with your soul now? Would you trust this man? ask yourself now His eyes are sunken and his cheeks are hollow While you dig the poor of the world they follow He hoarding up their gold in the Vatican Would you trust this man? ask yourself now A poke at the Pope, that's what we're havin' Ave Maria, Ave Maria... Do you remember when the floods hit Italy? How the things they treasured most were destroyed All the paintings and the worshipped images 'Cos they lost their faith in the real God He's goin' down and he's goin' down fast You really didn't think the ignorance could last All the little children are learning And the constellation is turning. A poke at the Pope, that's what we're havin' Mumbling by the tumbling tide The kind of America humbly cried Save my soul, save it soon! The king of America fell in swoon Oh yea, my honey, Oh yea my honey... |
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| 12. |
| 5:09 | 
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