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from Spirogyra - St. Radigunds (1972)
do you mind a question please sir stay
what was life in the olden days long ago before the war. contractors to her majesty's government we were dealers in honest trade there were some mighty queer folk about but most were honest workers and knew their place i was a skilled craftsman mark you the work was hard and the hours they were long ah but there was a maiden and her name was marjorie long black hair she had like a gypsy and the prettiest smile i've ever seen i called her an angel and i was right she was. then there was the war forging a pathway for freedom, using resources we need them though our foes are human beings we stand between them and the life we do condone shipped out to belgium to stop them, plastered and shelled them,but lost ground bombs and rockets,V2's over London city and the world at their command back in Yeadon Marjorie stood beneath a factory i was assured she felt no pain withdrawn from Dunkirk in cruisers, who cares says i we're all losers no one wins both sides the victims of our nature may the future learn back in yeadon marjorie,died beneath the factory a messerschimdt her destiny you who think the rest are wrong and stand so tall and feel so strong please be sure that you yourself are not mistaken for the future won't be long...... |
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from Spirogyra - St. Radigunds (1972)
if you're going to be a mountain
let me see you thrust your snows in innocence through clouds of doubt that try to keep your reason out in these times of glaciated slaughter. and if your going to be a legend let it be a tale whose telling is a state of mind that's dwelling far beyond the words dark capture to fill the heart alone with rapture in these days of circles. and if you're going to be an island i will be a sailling ship who like a speck at total distance looms beyond your headland breakers till the ocean's mighty plunder bids me seek the gentler shelter of your in land waters have you never seen beyond the moon don't you know that we will be there soon? have you no eyes to see? that you are only me and we are only travellers upon a sea of time trying very hard to make it rhyme. |
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from Spirogyra - St. Radigunds (1972)
magical mary, she looks like a fairy
and waves her wand around points at an earthmen and says allejujah just look at what i've found. magical mary, she shivers her timbers and lays you on the ground strikes up a rhythm in fifty two tempo and says hey man you're found i gotta come with you i got to come madrigal mistress has seventy sisters and everyone's the same they come with assistance, to break your resistance and man you're brained your likely to wind up maimed i gotta come with you i got to come don't ask me no questions i got to come always the same, i don't know how you do it just a game no matter how you view it always the same you're gonna be alone you're gonna need someone you're gonna find it hard to get yourself a man whose gonna take your hand or even understand just what you're into. mr brain he thought he found salvation using words to try to calm the nation what a shame, he didn't have a notion how to use the lotion gotta spread it thin to give each one a portion gotta make it clear they're gonna get a portion so's they're happy always the same you never seem to falter make a ship you'll have me at the altar never mind, it doesn't matter much because you've got the touch you really got it made you're gonna make the grade and you can try your hand another time around that's if you want to |
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from Spirogyra - St. Radigunds (1972)
look at the ocean go rolling by slowly
we're on the waves and it's ever so lonely how very strange i should thing that there's something wrong captain's log, the first of june have run into a bad monsoon i'm 54 i've sailed before this is not the sea it's war. grab the rigging, man the sail i do not think we will survive i do not think we will survive cloud in the distance appeared like a mushroom then came the heat and the rage of the ocean we're going down and i don't think i'd rather stay and to those who caused the pain i only hope you will remain i'm going down with what was good i wouldn't stay if i could. |
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from Spirogyra - St. Radigunds (1972)
though i may whisper words
you don't understand though i'm in need of help you can't lend a hand to be at home in the world to be at home in the world though i may come and go it is not from you that i flow wild though the world may be it's inside of me, inside of me. to be at home in the world to be at home in the world this is all that a man can need cannot you see. though i may act unkind i don't mean to be,honestly it's just that it's hard to see the reality,reality. |
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from Spirogyra - St. Radigunds (1972)
the first man was a juggler, and his skill was very great
but he said that he was leaving, he said he couldn't wait. the second came with jewels that flickered on his hand and he spoke about tomorrow as if it were another land. a lady caught between them said she should be free but they just looked bewildered, and said "yes so should we". "how on Earth" yelled the author "does the tale make it's sense" "it's alive with the truth but we must have the proof how can we open the door" well the next man had religion, it made him very proud he said he'd found his inner bliss, he said very loud but a group of men surpassed him with science, skills, and speed they hurled down his conceptions and dug up all his weeds. the lady she looked worried, she asked if this was wise "of course it is, it's logic, brains and enterprise". the last man had no number and didn't say a word he didn't even answer them when they said he was absurd they made him sign a treaty to give up all he owned and searched his pockets anxiously to see if he had gold the lady was enchanted and said they ought to see so they charged her with subversion and made her watch T.V. i'm a man with no future with no past or no time and i live by the door lord i live by the door i won't be back no more. we are fighting a losing battle no one is winning no one's beginning we are looking for something that's missing dark all around us darknees surrounding we are on the doorway of knowledge have we the wisdom? have we the wisdom? |
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from Spirogyra - St. Radigunds (1972)
if you don't like lying in the sun you might as well not be here
what's the point of always working? shut your eyes and let the colours come and blot out all the black and white and dirty grey and damp and dust and dry rot in the roof on the beach we lit a fire, a frenchman gave us wine and whiskey out to sea the britsh navy keeps an eye on foreign shipping to keep us safe from war the hope of which is all that keeps our soldiers sleeping through the night if you don't like lying in the sun you might as well not be here let the sea come in and cover you you will feel a new dimension like sleeping on a feather bed and dreaming of a world in which you do not have to work you suffer, you die, you labour, you cry things will change, time will tell things will change, time will tell in the courtyard children playing in their lives the sun is shinning through they'll all be socialists, humanists they'll all be scientists, atheists egalitarian, vegetarian, internationalists they'll all be mystics, they all be gods they'll all be famous, they'll all be sods things will change, time will tell things will change, time will tell what you want to be you must try to be, you will all be free. |
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from Spirogyra - St. Radigunds (1972)
here on our road, are gathered we
to see our lives unfolding though others stay we pass away just as the tide goes rolling this is a time of change al parting of the ways though others stay we pass away just as the tide goes rolling and i'll remember you beyond these hopes and these fears that account for the years like the wind in the reeds, i will miss you and i will think of you when the past comes along to remind me what's gone like the wind in the reeds, i will miss you can we go back and start again can we begin where we came in some travellers passed as we stopped for a moment in peace with blood on their fingers they spoke of a cloud in the east. and we were a happy crew, me and you we were a happy crew, me and you. speaking with words we were sure that the truth had been banned we'd buried the martyrs and walked off to work on the land and we were a happy crew, me and you we were a happy crew, you and me. some riders appeared from the sun as it fell with a blaze they passed like the wind and were lost in the dust to the east. and we were a happy crew, me and you we were a happy crew, you and me. |
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from Spirogyra - St. Radigunds (1972)
I tried so hard, to keep our love alive
To keep you by my side But the winter and my pride Dissolved into the spring Oh love is a very funny thing I'm sure you know And though you lose someone You keep your soul The fresh unfaded green Makes my heart to dream And the April Rain Washes me clean again Of the sorrow that went before Oh love is a very funny thing It lingers on And a part of me Is always he Love is a very funny thing It lingers on And a part of me Is always he |
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from Spirogyra - St. Radigunds (1972)
the duke of beaufoot is not at home today
he's very tiredhe thought he'd go away youwait for him your eyes are on the door you know no other way the duke of beaufoot is very kind to cats keeps them in his cellar to help him catch his rats he's very noble and his lineage is pure but you, you're whore the duke of splendour just wasn't much amused and nor were you you knew you'd been abused if you'd had help you might have buggered up his fuse but alone you're too confused he picked me up i was on the street he made it clear he would use me my parents died, i was three years old i had to make a living close your eyes in a lot of ways i am close to him though he may seem to ignore it i'm sure he cares at least i think he does it's just he's very busy close your eyes here's today, says the telegraph it's the world, it's the world gone away on a phonograph riding high, riding high there's a way says the cenotaph you will find, you will find gone in search of an epitaph running wild, running wild you saw them coming forward asking you to be kind you couldn't face their council they were men full of greed in your position nothing's sacred you have only the wine you stand alone but not alone in your loneliness and yet there must be more i can't believe that all has been in vain if there is, it's be sure of friendship as the hours grow long rest assured that this phase is passing give yourself a chance |
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from Spirogyra - Bells, Boots And Shambles (1973)
Body and matter just flying and turning...
turn on burn, now which can be mainly itself furthest point or just burned by scientific negotiations what's loved mind and lived are easily interchangeable in the hands of physicians perfectly acquainted with all the modern demises so you stand there... being the world there looking at the birds *We are the stars We are the furthest point you can see We are weird... We are...* You'll decide if I should say that once upon a time there was a young man Filled of thoughts of special beauty Living well on hopes with nothing solemn Ah!... Turn away and make a million and gather all you can and make it your own But remember at the end you will look and see that you are nothing but a dead man Ah!... We smile at ourself wide eyed Have you doubted success But you were foolish you were treated such a moment task as the reorganization of electorate history As observing our own oasis for any particular occurrence or not We're living here Occurrence, media, awareness, area, communicating with each atom *Repeat Who can you trust to be your friend in this division when standing in the middle of a noisy bad collision It's always best to stay amused Whether know if we are waiting for a big salvation Someone is gonna stop decay and go with creation Someone is gonna save the world The soul of chaplain, bridges get some source of muddles and smashing broke your able and dragged your track gets in puddles I wonder if it might be me? I know that slap-up... no way need a begun super or no arch build... being just a joke... so lavish clinch We'll in case he'll be alive [3x] You're old, you may be moved You know of things that past and you will think about the sun Your sun when you were young and there was glory |
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from Spirogyra - Bells, Boots And Shambles (1973)
Don't be scared of shadows
Nasty man who look Lots of rotten bullies Pushing you around They will never steal what it means to feel The wonders of being without Where I stand it seems that existence is resistant to despair Now I know my life has not been easy But at least it has been there Sometimes there'll be good times Some folks can be kind But the wind that blows inside us will be blind For this time I have waited for ages All my ages have been dried I've been lost in the swelling of oceans All my notion have been hide Over every mo hill Under every mind For the essence of notion is devotion to will So you see I'm not going to mind it Or define it with degrees Every inch of being is like old time Is the right time to be free |
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from Spirogyra - Bells, Boots And Shambles (1973)
Lights were where I'm burning
The room was filled with men Some playing cards for higher stakes Some looking into telescopes pointed within them Here with me, it's you and me I feel you're on my side Here my space, a trace of lace A face that's here to mine There going back, they've had it They're slipping up on their ends This bush men with eyes of ice A culmination of things that were never inevitable Here my wings, my everything My platform to the sky Here my gem, stop for them Upon the other side I'm caught on a cloud the feeling mortified I'm floating around stranger with no hand The looser with no tie A laughter rings with plenty to joke I never would complain Feet loosing the ground I'm always out of time I always miss the line Doesn't count but oh no no no Why must I always be far away? Go astray, caught like a bubble in the wind oh!... Lay talking away He said that he was mad He told them the truth He said that he had to pay He said that couldn't stay They always choose but oh no no no Why must I always be far away? Go astray, acting like a traitor trapped in time Oh!... _Spiggly Love's so easy, Love's so fine Into our lives the time we always need it No more to strange shadow I feel us make it, Hope we make it over |
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from Spirogyra - Bells, Boots And Shambles (1973)
Love's so easy, Love's so fine
Into our lives the time we always need it No more to strange shadow I feel us make it, Hope we make it over |
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from Spirogyra - Bells, Boots And Shambles (1973)
I asked him to take me upstairs where the music was loud
He said things have changed and consumed, they belonged to the crowd My life's an echo, where do I start the remission to you and the world World sping round, they say the world spings round And I'm alive... And my head spins rounf, I said my head spins round, I've been confined Feeling defying descriptionare troubling me I'm in a vaccum and nameless statistical seed My life's number seeking a factor to triple it's value to three Three times three equals a point where rhere maximize me Three blind mice at an amazing price Come here and see... Here with the swindlers, I never make it, I met a date, My life is useless, Rupert refuses to be my friend We will think of you, think of you Rupert's confided to me, he got a boyfriend, I am out of place Faces keep on changing, nothing is stable I lost the race We won't think of you, think of you |
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from Spirogyra - Bells, Boots And Shambles (1973)
The sergeant says you gotta to turn down the lights
It's the things you keep concealed that make you safe in the night Not the stars The sergeant says that if there's room at the top He'll be sure to let you through to give you the things that you've got If you felt We've been living on hell, oh yeah We've been living on hell, oh yeah The sergeant says that if you're nearing the phone Will you kindly check transmission as the meters have gone Out of phase And I suggest that if you're thinking of her That the best thing you can do is to forget she exists and get on You've been living on hell, oh yeah You've been living on hell She lives in the block of flat She's always on her own I tried to get in touch with her But she's not on the phone and every having you you leave it's never where you are the stars that blow into the night are never very far So I play the game and the darning sake and they never never never never cal tells And I tried my best to get on the test of the never never never never can tells I'm becoming aware, oh yeah I'm becoming aware, oh yeah It seems may well be the last song I write cause I can't touch truch when the words don't seem right well who cares? I'll leave you now with a silent salute to the man dress in armor who have stolen your youth and your charm We've been living on hell, oh yeah We've been living on hell, oh yeah One day I will find a way to save her from her plight It well may take a million years but she will see the light Because I've had enough of feel she go and the never never never never can tells And I'm going back to the human zoo to see if animas are relative of mine to see if animas are relative of mine to see if animas are relative if animals are relatives if animals are relative of mine |
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from Spirogyra - Bells, Boots And Shambles (1973)
I make my days Look out the world
How it loves such a man who could have no place Put on a smile Into the streets How they ache for the smile of the sunny field But still machines they grind the life is hard enough and it has beed before They say you're mad Look out the wealth In the western world For a boy with brains Please come with us We'll buy your soul with the privilege of a chosen few And so machines they grind to life is hard enough that it has been before We came away from the sea there was you, there was me There were rafters We made a home on the land where we found we could stand in sunlight Here we are, Here we are We fought for life in the ground Where we found we can fight for survival All forms of life have been doomed They were bored, ther were sold, ther were smothered Near the end, Near the end Lift is a plight in a jugle fight Must be the turn of the brothers Life is case of strong and weak where the strong will devour the others Born on themselves There is no room anymore Though I love to escape the evation There is no choice anymore We must live together with each other Born in group, born in group If life is a plight in the jungle fight Must be the turn of the brothers If life is case of strong and weak where the strong will devour the others Born on themselves Look at the race I wonder who is winning? I wonder if they know it does not mean a thing Hey look at the pace, stablility is winning but then it doesn't matter to a clown, clown A knight in arms, a knight in darkness as he turns, we are digested a face lit up beyond despair in this voice that was rejected Give it back to shored of Albian where the hills were first abused Give it back to the folk inside your pope Give it back the will to live Strange, recluse, his thought elusive we cheat and with excuses amid the rush of evil forces abusing our resources Coming back the tide that can't be stopped The wheels that always roll Coming back beyond the eyes of greed Coming back inside your soul Near a man whose never feared and the one who is within you the voice you heard before you died as your mind was most receptive Coming back from below through all these years At last I here the bells Coming back with winds that fill the stilts of rags defeat unfolds Coming back the tide that can't be stopped The wheels that always roll Coming back with winds to fill the sails of rags befeat unfold |
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from Spirogyra - Old Boot Wine (1972)
He's go t a gun, he really thing he is something.
You don't have to run, he's got a sub-machine gun. He told his mom he is gonna to join the army Look at your son, he is gonna to be a madman He got a uniform Over the seas he's gonna fight for freedom Waving th flag he's gonna be a her Never afraid he's gonna conquer evil Do as he's told, he'll make a perfect soldier He got a uniform *What she said soldier, for you miss the point son Discipline soldier, for you disappoint me You just do not, You just do not see* Needing the sculpture to hide your lack of brainwork Down it just hurt to have to think your suffering Here I demand there'll be no complications Waving the flag he will be a leadman He got a uniform *Repeat Come in a trembling castle Turn back salvation's dragon All bless all, All..., All... So down into a time where liberty and freedom Have no significance in the current economic crisis |
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from Spirogyra - Old Boot Wine (1972)
Looking I opened wide daring my eyes to find
standing on the edge can we go forward Living in fear of it and yet too near to return Slipping I fell inside Crumbling worlds collide Breaking preconceived that the iedas like match sticks No rock to stand on it, No sure reality world It's so wide, it's so wide, it's so wide Come a little closer to me if you think if you dare Nothing else will matter to me Oh Van Allen's belt Magic is storming in, giving my eyes to you In it lies a message, keep it secret I have no chains for you there are no ties in the world It's so wide,it's so wide, it's so wide |
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from Spirogyra - Old Boot Wine (1972)
Run,run,run,runway
Two days of holiday Today we didn't worry about clothes we wear No more jokes on the old school board No cracks about out hair Janitor George, you cannot see me Janitor George, It's great to be free Hide,hide,hide,hideway Today is scrolled we play Dirty school inspectors will not suspect we're here No more French on the old school bench No mouths behind our ears Janitor George, you cannot see me Janitor George, it's great to be free With life is what you make it And you miss school today Good ol'Smitty and his spouse what you send away We're going round We dare not make a sound To the house of my best friend To shed the tears found The door you left to gasp and She takes out and shows to you the photographs Takes out and shows to you the photographs What the pictures shows is awfully clear to me My friend is older than I, Freeze their eyes so clear to me. But I should runaway and go upstairs and play the final railway Go upstairs and play with my mother railway What goes on at night when there is no one else around Is the strangest part of growing up, that I've yet found The wat-a-doans running deep today at school was real It fail to answer questions about the way I feel May be I were clear,may be I were queer It could be by tomorrow,the answers will be found In these patges are the magazines, the figures left around Late into the night, we would wonder if the dialogue is right We will wonder if the dialogue is right. Wonder if my parents were in about this sort of thing Or am I artificial, has my dad lost his sting Lovely girl lives up the road,she's much older than I I'd really like to know her,if the whole theory I try To see if it is real, to see just how it feels Hush now the boy is sleeping And we don't want to wake him til morning He's larger by day to take back to school that he hates And so let's leave him dreaming Until the morning sun shines through His window, let's leave him dreaming Until the morning let's leave him dreaming Let's leave him dreaming Let's leave him dreaming |
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from Spirogyra - Old Boot Wine (1972)
Stuck in a home
Home for lonely folks Gazing from his window at the snow Where did you go so wrong? You struggled all your life To keep you children warm and safe Make the world a better,world a better place Stuck in a home Home for lonely folks Gazing from his window at the snow Through Two long walls And many years of strive What is the value of a life? Men were old and functioning It's science in control You're better off now wher you are I hope you rest, I hope you rest in peace |
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from Spirogyra - Old Boot Wine (1972)
I'm 21, but gosh I do feel old
Too much concern with these wishing Worry me or hurry me or make me rush I'm really flashed but gosh I do fell bad Completely smashed carrying down at seldom use, I out of blaze, I'm out of touch Rolling over on wings of thunder we're riding out to the sun Airing over on wings of thunder we're bound to make it to sun,sun,sun,sun We will make it to sun Now I'm in love and she has got me hooked but things are rough and totally delirious She takes it all so serious Rolling over on wings of thunder we're riding out to the sun Airing over on wings of thunder we're bound to make it to sun,sun,sun,sun We will make it to sun My head has sweat, it won't stay in one place Confusing lace,I'm liking going here where I find how to taste the pace Rolling over on wings of thunder we're bound to make it sun,sun,sun We will make it to sun |
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from Spirogyra - Old Boot Wine (1972)
World's eyes see for miles onge eyes
*We ain't gonna help you We ain't gonna help, help, help We ain't gonna help you We ain't gonna help, help, help We ain't gonna help you We ain't gonna help, help, help We ain't gonna nail you We ain't gonna nail, nail, nail We ain't gonna help you We ain't gonna help, help, help* We stand deceiveing with only each other and World's Bad Eyes *Repeat i'm not a person by such exploring of you Oh yeah, insane Ah! Ah! ...... La! La! La! Go from this room Leave right away There's nothing here There's nothing here to make you stay It's not so sad You'll find another You'll find someone who needs a home the you can share You're very young, it's time to put away your case Don't forget we were together The True forever I will know that you were there You need to laugh so go to where the light is clear That's for understanding if there's such a thing existing There's a sparkle in your eyes I find it hard to put in words Just take me to the deph of sorrow, bleeding for no more tomorrow hanging on the edge of the moments I can't bare to end And I loved you if you seen me all the time You gotta know we're waiting here You gotta know, You gotta know All things will flow, The shore is water The shore is silenced, I will meet you on this day Nothing will change, There are no changes There's only pages where the book remains the same You fought your time and we will live between these lies That's for understanding if there's such a thing existing There's a sparkle in your eyes I find it hard to put in words And Just take me to the depth of sorrow, bleeding for no more tomorrow hanging on the edge of the moments I can't bare to end And I love you if you beat me on line You gotta know we're waiting here You gotta know, You gotta know |
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from Spirogyra - Old Boot Wine (1972)
The facts of life are very simple
He drops the money settle down There lots of things that may distract you Ignore them, less they do you harm They say a dreamer always stumbles They say a dreamer has to fall Unto the rocks of what is solid Into the arms of what is old Don't let it get you [4X] My eyes are cracked, my body older My thoughts all bent, my seams torn Stood lost in space with no direction when suddenly I heard a clock Don't let it get you[4X] Ah!... What is this point of no returning Where I am standing with my friend There is no basis left for loving There is no star, gonna end Don't let it get you [12X] |
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from Spirogyra - Old Boot Wine (1972)
Just seen the soul
Just on patrol in dairy What they're thinking? Bet they wish they could stay at home Go out drinking in the evenings just've seen the newsprint tonight Violence increasing, an explosion Suddenly a public has end up. Probably suspected someone's cheating Surely you see at the top of the stairs A young mother cries Convinced that her husband lies bleeding Behind while thirty more die See how here eyes glow She's going insane And you tell me And where's the show Who's to blame? The next sunday that too. Will it happen again, again So you think you can get away Hold on brighter for a season discuss the issues from day to day Looking for reasons on paper Surely you see at the side of the road what looks like a bomb Chauffers with children like leaving and dying What have they done See how our eyes glow We're going insane And you tell me, enquires the show Who's to blame? But in the morning You fool, it will happen again, again. Ah! ... |
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from Spirogyra - Old Boot Wine (1972)
There's smoke in the hills and
Dust in the valley They're burning candles Now in Canterbury And there's roads that go east And roads that go west And roads to the sea To see where sea goes fly There was a group who played in the country sang throught the change us Long atmosphere as we finding Ah!...... I see the spartian Murals are calling us And does that mean they thought,too You just not forgot his You should not be longing I'm Going to miss you Oh!..... Ah!..... And you sing by yourself you sing by yourself Lie all the time Here I lie in the dark and you lay in the park With no fear of the stranger We're not frightened We're not frightened you handle your life You conzuer by stride You're all irreceptive You scramble to die Evil look out You're open to changes We're not frightened We're not frightened Ah!..... |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
Turn again Lane, go back you, know she l-l-loved you
Go back, that girl's in love with you Turn again Lane, go back you, know that you're gonna need her Go back go let her sun shine through You know that girls in love with you You know that girls in love with girls in love with, girls in love with you Turn again lane go back you, know that you're gonna need her Go back go let her sun shine through You know that girl's in love with you You know that girls in love with girls in love with, girls in love with you Want you to say that you'll give her all your love And so much more, and so much more Love in a way that a young man only can With so much more and so much more and so much more Turn again lane you twit you, don't know what you missed you Sure ought to get yourself a brain Turn again lane, Turn again Lane, Turn Again lane Knowing the way that she moves her sweater Down in the deep sea south She's the kind of girl that's got a lot to recommend her She aint no common mouth I want you to say that you'll give her all your love And so much more and so much more Love in a way that a young man only can With so much more and so much more and so much more Out here there's a lot that's unexplored My advice to you is go back home "And if you are new here I must ask you sir Do you happen to carry a gun I discovered when young to trust no-one And to learn from mistakes I had made These are days of deceit and suspicion sir You must not take offence if I say That you look like a queer or a harbourer Of ladies of latter decay This part of the world is a dark one son We live by the laws we have made Though it's true we may harm in mistake sometimes We thank God for the lives we have saved We thank God for the lives we have saved So if you are new here I must ask you sir Will you kindly go back where you came I discovered when young to trust no-one And to learn from mistakes I had made And to learn from mistakes I had made" |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
The day glow, comes in your room
Those who remain will never feel the same These feelings, I have inside me Try to deny me I'm gonna wait on the years Hearken to her song of life Calling calling Bring me back, I need you now Help me, help me Let me know I'm not alone I love you Tomorrow, who knows may find me? Who knows the rolling wheel The twist of fate on the line? Hearken to her song of life Calling, calling Bring me back, I need you now Help me, help me Let me know I'm not alone I love you |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
I got a feeling
love's gonna take me love's gonna make me, or break me in two See in the distance she's started moving I've started drooling She's gotta gotta gotta be I can see what she's doing to me I'm hoping she comes today Hoping she comes today Now I know that, now I know that now I know that, She's the One Now I know that, now I know that now I know that, She's the One She's the one, She's the one I gotta notion Time now for action she's a distraction I gotta make a move that'll pay or I'll wind up regretting this day I'm hoping she comes today Hoping she comes today Now I know that, now I know that now I know that, She's the One I gotta feeling love's gonna take me love's gonna make me, or break me in two I'm hoping she comes today hoping she comes today Now I know that, now I know that now I know that, She's the One |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
Seeing as how
Darkness has changed to bright You've nothing to hide Why don't you step into the light No-one wants to deceive you or lead you That's alright You're rivals appear The enemy is drawing near And shadows of fear Have brought out a rash on your ear Seems they want your blood for their culture Though it aint clear Getta hold of the tow rope boy You aint got an hour left to live Oh Getta hold of yourself now boy You aint got a reason to give for life And me and John, we thought we'd discovered a way to tear down the walls to hear all the people say No-one wants to deceive you or lead you That's OK, that's Ok, that's all Getta hold of the tow rope boy You aint got an hour left to live Oh Getta hold of yourself now boy You aint got a reason to give for life That's alright, that's alright, that's alright |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
Where there's a will there's a way
Where there's a will there's a way There's a way, there's always a way For where there's a will there's a way Where there's a road there's a wheel Where there's a road there's a wheel There's a wheel, there's always a wheel For where there's a will there's a way Carving a valley, building a chalet by Rivers and mountains, lacking in certainty Trying to get happy Trying to get part of the Innermost circle No time to turn around now Where there is water there's a craft Where there is water there's a craft There's a craft, there's always a craft For where there's a will there's a way Where there is air there's a plane Where there is air there's a plane There's a plane, there's always a plane For where there's a will there's a way Carving a valley, building a chalet by Rivers and mountains, lacking in certainty Trying to get happy Trying to get part of the Innermost circle No time to turn around now There's a way There's a way We've got a long way to go |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
I gotta woman, oh I'm so happy
Man it's my heyday, I got a lady I gotta woman, wo-wo-wo-woman I never thought that love could be this way I never thought that you could come my way I gotta woman, wo-wo-wo-woman I used to walk in the shadow I used to walk in the rain I used to think that my mind was insane But then you took away all the pain If it's a showdown, you're feeling low down Don't think you'll find your personal heaven Look for a woman, wo-wo-wo-woman |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
I’m counting the number of cars
Rolling into my life Broken by alibis Running from all those lies Watching a number of dreams Flowing away from me Bum lifts from heavy loads Burn wheels on southern roads Feel the distance that I put between Me and my childhood Hang on to what remains Leave trails of broken chains High tail for Spanish Mains Feeling I’m lost in my way Too proud to lift my eyes and say Life’s not the same as I Thought that it might have been Heard a lot of places such as these I remember stories, pirates, the seas, the breeze Bum lifts from heavy loads Burn wheels on southern roads |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
Leicester Square Lady
You've had your heyday ? blow! Down in the distance, there's a resistance ? know! You cannot see me, you cannot be me ? so ? go! Over the valley coming a sudden snow Shatter the evening, flowing the dream I owe No point in lying, might as well say we're through, we're through We're going over, we're going over, we're going over Leicester Square Lady You've had your heyday ? blow! Down in the distance, there's a resistance ? know! You cannot see me, you cannot be me ? so ? go! We're going Over, we're going over But you have seen where words have been And though you've heard the wise men cry It seems we've opened up the sky Leicester Square Lady, you've had your heyday ? go! Often I think of all of the things we'd do No point in lying, might as well say we're through We're through We're going over, we're going over, we're going over We are fighting a losing battle No one is winning No-one's beginning We are on the doorway of knowledge Have we the wisdom, have we the wisdom? We are looking for something that's missing Dark all around us Darkness surrounding We are fighting a losing battle No one is winning No-one's beginning We Come out of the sky little mama And let me see you smile The sun is all around The sun is all around Come out of the sky little angel And let me see you be You are the one for me You are the one for me |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
Mackerels and fishes are swimming away
Squirrels are saving the fruits of decay Green leaves are dying and turning to brown Apples are falling to the ground Winter's creeping just round the corner Nice Mrs Brockle is cleaning the grate She's looking worried, Tom is late The rain on the window is pattering loud Outside the wind begins to howl Winter's creeping just round the corner Just round the corner So darling good luck in the winter that is coming upon us now And in the years ahead |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
Bonnie Prince Charlie, our liege
We owe allegiance Defender of the Faith Pipers are calling Onto the field of battle Meet the redcoat foe Our cause is just To seek the crown Who'll stand between our rightful heir By the grace of God We stand or fall Across the land we'll meet the call I'm a man with no future With no past and no time And I live for the war, Lord I live for the war I won't be back no more Bonnie Prince Charlie Our liege we owe allegiance Defender of the faith Pipers are calling Onto the field of battle Meet the redcoat foe Our cause is just To seek the crown Who'll stand between our rightful heir By the grace of God We stand or fall Across the land we'll meet the call I'm a man with no future With no past and no time And I live for the war, Lord I live for the war I won't be back no more |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
Hey lady, where you been so long?
Hey lady, where you don’t belong The sun is in the sky The tears are in your eye And I see you, and you see me Hey lady, what did I do wrong? Hey maybe, did I try too strong? You check your mate in fifteen moves But you’re the one whose gonna lose Cause I know you, and you know me Come home Hey lady, won’t you please confess Hey lady, give me your address The sun is in the sky The tears are in your eye And I see you and you see me And I see you Come home |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
You lost your sense of rhythm
you said good-bye to the song so long, so long. You lost your sense of beauty you said goodbye to the light hello night - come on! Shedoobeedoob - no melody Shedoobeedoob - no rhythm Shedoobeedoob - no music at all And sing it simple And sing it sad And sing it gentle And sing it glad Shedoobeedoob - no melody Shedoobeedoob - no rhythm Shedoobeedoob - no music at all You lost your sense of rhythm you said good-bye to the song so long, so long. You lost your sense of beauty you said goodbye to the light hello night - come on! And sing it simple And sing it sad And sing it gentle And sing it glad |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
In The Forest of Dean
I first fell in love And she showed me more than I’ve ever seen, in the Forest of Dean In The Valley of Wye Looking up at Symond’s Yat We first noticed the sky Wondering, in the Valley of Wye And every place I’ve ever been Harbours her memories And every face I’ve ever seen Harbours her memories In the Hills of Breconshire We talked about our lives As we walked the aged stone Smiling, in the southern part of Wales And every place I’ve ever been Harbours her memories And every face I’ve ever seen Harbours her memories But it’s OK you do not have to care OK we’re really nearly there Surround yourself with flowers dear Forget about the hours dear It’s OK today |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
Let me take you traveling
Let me take you riding along On a steam train, it’s none stop to Manchester Mighty station Victoria The grey stone is standing so tall As the old men, the railway men, locked in the past Did you see that caravan? she said as we picked up some speed Do people live there, or is it left by from the war? Yes I said softly, but the flowers are all gone His son must have moved south It seems that he is now long gone Look at that mine, so empty so bare I think it’s a closure, the new gas is cheaper by far And what of the men now that their jobs are not there I cannot say Jenny but their ghost is haunting the air Jenny I do not feel happy at all The heart is not here, something is gone It seems as to be that the soul of the north Is floating away in the air On the canal did you see those factories there They once made an Empire, but now people buy from elsewhere And as for the grey stone, the dark stone, the black stone Once it was strong, but now it rolls over and over She rested her head on my shoulder and started to sleep As I gazed from the window out into the day Jenny I do not feel happy at all The heart is not here, something is gone It seems as to be that the soul of the north Is floating away in the air |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
Days at ease with no telephone
Uncle Moustache on the coffee machine I found a way into Jerusalem I found a way into Jerusalem Never been religious Never been that way at all But man you look beyond the city wall I found a way into Jerusalem I found a way into Jerusalem I walked with Juicy to the Old Bazaar Through the back streets To the Mosque of Saint Omar I found a way into Jerusalem I found a way into Jerusalem I found a way into Jerusalem Heard a lot about the men who died Now I understand the reason why they cried I found a way into Jerusalem I found a way into Jerusalem I found a way into Jerusalem I found a way into Jerusalem |
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from Spirogyra - Burn The Ridges (2005)
Do not look on back
For the things we lack Searching for a future in old memories Looking for our destiny in histories Burn The Bridges Burn The Bridges Those who have control Never where you are There's such a lot of wisdom That is stuck in books But it's economist and physicists Who cook the books Burn the Bridges Burn the Bridges Trust in facts that stay That can't be washed away Like the light of day Truth will always stay Burn the Bridges Burn the Bridges Laughter is where you are It is something that is more Wisdom is where we'll go It is something that is sure There is nothing that is pure Who am I? And every recipe you'll ever see Will say inside A pinch of salt sir I n this age of gross deception Cynics rule They're on the surface Truth will conquer Love will surely win. |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
If you're gonna be a mountain
Let me see you thrust your snows In innocence through clouds of doubt That try to keep your reason out In these times of glaciated slaughter If you're gonna be a legend Let it be a tale whose telling Is a state of mind that's dwelling Far beyond the words dark capture To fill the heart alone with rapture In these days of circles If your gonna be an island I will be a sailing ship Who like a speck at total distance Looms beyond your headland breakers Till the oceans mighty plunder Bids me seek the gentler shelter Of your inland waters Have you never seen beyond the moon? Don't you know that we will be there soon? Have you no eyes to see That you are only me and we are only Travellers upon a sea of time Trying very hard to make it rhyme |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
Magical Mary
She looks like a fairy And waves her wand around Points at an earthman and says Hallelujah Just look at what I've found At what I've found Magical Mary She shivers her timbers And lays you on the ground Strikes up a rhythm in fifty two tempo And says hey man your found Hey man you're found I gotta come with you I gotta come with you Got got to, got got to I gotta come Madrigal Mistress has seventy sisters And every one's the same They come with assistance To break your resistance And man your brained You're like to wind up maimed I gotta come with you I gotta come with you Got got to, got got to I gotta come Don't ask me no questions Don't ask me no questions I got to, got got to I gotta come Always the same, I don't know how you do it Just a game, no matter how you view it Always the same You're gonna be alone, you're gonna need someone You're gonna find it hard to get yourself a man Whose gonna take your hand, or even understand Just what you're into. Mr Brown, he thought he'd found salvation Using words to try to calm the nation What a shame He didn't have a notion how to use the lotion Gotta spread it thin to give each one a portion Gotta make it clear they're gonna get a portion So's they're happy Always the same, you never seem to falter Make a slip, you'll have me at the altar Never mind, it doesn't matter much Because you've got the touch You've really got it made You're gonna make the grade And you can try your hand Another time around That's if you want to |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
Look at the ocean go rolling by slowly
We're on the waves and it's ever so lonely How very strange that I think that there's something wrong Captain's Log, the first of June Have run into a bad monsoon I'm 54, I've sailed before This is not the sea, it's war Grab the rigging, man the sail Secure the hatches start to bail I do not think we will survive I do not think we will survive Cloud in the distance appeared like a mushroom Then came the heat and the rage of the ocean We're going down and I don't think I'd rather stay Captain's Log, the first of June Have run into a bad monsoon I'm 54, I've sailed before This is not the sea, it's war And to those who caused the pain I only hope you will remain I'm going down with what was good I wouldn't stay if I could |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
Though I may whisper words
You don't understand, understand Though I'm in need of help You can't lend a hand, lend a hand To be at home in the world To be at home in the world Though I may come and go It is not from you that I flow Wild though the world may be It's inside of me, inside of me To be at home in the world To be at home in the world This is all that a man can need Cannot you see This is all that a man can need Cannot you see Though I may act unkind I don't mean to be, honestly It's just that it's hard to see The reality, reality To be at home in the world To be at home in the world This is all that a man can need Cannot you see This is all that a man can need Cannot you see Don't ask me to move away I will never go Don't ask me to hide away I will never leave |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
Holy John
Give me food Tonight I'm so hungry Tonight my eyes are searching for a way Holy John Give me shelter Tonight I'm so weary Tonight my eyes are open wide Well the first man was a juggler And his skill was very great But he said that he was leaving He said he couldn't wait And the second came with jewels That flickered on his hand And he spoke about tomorrow As if it were another land But a lady caught between them said she should be free And they just looked bewildered And said "Yes, so should we" "How on Earth" yelled the author "Does the tale make its sense" "It's alive with the truth But we must have the proof How can we open the door" Well the next man had religion It made him very proud He said he'd found his inner bliss He said it very loud But a group of men surpassed him with science, skills, and speed They hurled down his conceptions And dug up all his weeds The lady she was worried She asked if this was wise "Of course it is It's logic, brains and enterprise" "How on Earth" yelled the author "Does the tale make its sense" "It's alive with the truth But we must have the proof How can we open the door" Well the last man had no number And didn't say a word He didn't even answer them When they said he was absurd They made him sign a treaty to give up all he owned And searched his pockets anxiously to see if he had gold The lady was enchanted And said they ought to see So they charged her with subversion And made her watch T.V. I'm a man with no future With no past and no time And I live for the while Lord I live for the while I won't be back no more We are fighting a losing battle No one is winning No one's beginning We are looking for something that's missing Dark all around us Darkness surrounding We are on the doorway of knowledge Have we the wisdom Have we the wisdom |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
If you don't like lying in the sun
you might as well not be here What's the point of always working Shut your eyes and let the colours come And block out all the black and white And dirty grey and damp and dust And dry rot in the roof On the beach we lit a fire A Frenchman gave us wine and whiskey Out to sea the British navy Keeps an eye on foreign shipping To keep us safe from war The hope of which is all That keeps our soldiers sleeping through the night If you don't like lying in the sun You might as well not be here Let the sea come up and cover you You will feel a new dimension Like sleeping on a featherbed and dreaming of a world in which you do not have to work You suffer, you cry You labour, you die Things will change, Time Will Tell Things will change, Time Will Tell In the courtyard children play In their lives, the sun is shining through They'll all be socialists, atheists They'll all be, scientists, humanists Egalitarian, vegetarian, internationalists They'll all be mystics, they'll all be gods They'll all be famous, they'll all be sods Things will change, Time Will Tell Things will change, Time Will Tell For what you want to be, you must try to be You will all be free |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
Here on our road are gathered we
To see our lives unfolding Though others stay We pass away Just as the tide goes rolling This is a time of change A parting of the ways Though others stay We pass away Just as the tide goes rolling And I'll remember you Beyond these hopes and these fears That account for the years Like the wind in the reeds I will miss you And I will think of you When the past comes along To remind me what's gone Like the wind in the reeds I will miss you Can we go back and start again? Can we go back and start again Can we begin where we came in Came in Some travellers passed as we stopped for a moment in peace With blood on their fingers They spoke of a cloud in the East And we were a happy crew, me and you We were a happy crew, me and you Speaking with words we were sure that the truth had been banned We'd buried the martyrs and walked off to work on the land And we were a happy crew, me and you We were a happy crew, you and me Some riders appeared from the sun As it fell with a blaze They passed like the wind And were lost in the dust to the East And we were a happy crew, me and you We were a happy crew, you and me |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
I tried so hard
To keep our love alive To keep you by my side But the winter and my pride Dissolved into the Spring Oh love is a very funny thing I'm sure you know And though you lose someone you keep your soul The fresh unfaded green Makes my heart to dream And the April rain Washes me clean again Of the sorrows that held me down Oh love is a very funny thing It lingers on And a part of me is always she love is a very funny thing It lingers on And a part of me is always she |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
The Duke of Beaufort
Is not at home today He's very tired He thought he'd go away You wait for him, Your eyes are on the door You know no other way The Duke of Beaufort Is very kind to cats Keeps them in his cellar To help him catch his rats He's very noble And his lineage is pure But you, you're a whore The Duke of Splendour Just wasn't much amused And nor were you You knew you'd been abused If you'd had help You might have buggered up his fuse But alone, you're too confused "He picked me up, I was on the street He made it clear he would use me My parents died, I was three years old I had to make a living" Close your eyes, close your eyes "In a lot of ways, I'm close to him Though he may seem to ignore it I'm sure he cares, At least, I think he does It's just he's very busy" Close your eyes, close your eyes Here's today says the ‘Telegraph' It's the world, it's the world! Gone away on a phonograph Riding high, riding high There's a way says the Cenotaph You will find, you will find Gone in search of an Epitaph Running wild, running wild You saw them coming forward Asking you to be kind You couldn't face their council They were men full of greed In your position nothing's sacred You have only the wine You stand alone But not alone in your loneliness And yet there must be more I can't believe that all has been in vain And if there is it's Be sure of friendship As the hours grow long Rest assured that this phase is passing Give yourself a chance |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
He's got a gun he really thinks he's something
He don't have to run he got a sub machine gun He told his Mum he's gonna join the army Look at your son he's gonna be a man Ma He got a uniform Over the seas he's gonna fight for freedom Waving a flag he's gonna be a hero Never afraid, he's gonna conquer evil Do as he's told and make a perfect soldier He got a uniform Watch yourself soldier boy you missed the point son Discipline soldier boy, you disappoint me You just do not, you just do not see You're needing a skirt to hide your lack of brain boy Don't it just hurt to have to think yourself boy A clear right and wrong, there'll be no complications No need to think or write those disertations He got a uniform Watch yourself soldier boy you missed the point son Discipline soldier boy, you disappoint me You just do not, you just do not see Caught in a crumbling castle, who are we Torn by salvations dragon, hope lives on And so down into a time where Liberty and Freedom have no significance in the current economic crisis |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
Looking I opened wide
Daring my eyes to find Standing on the edge can we go forward Living in fear of it And yet too near to return Slipping, I fell inside Crumbling walls collide Breaking preconceived ideas like matchsticks No rock to stand on it No sure reality world It's so wide It's so wide It's so wide Come a little closer to me If you think you dare Nothing else can matter to me All the rest is air Magic has drawn me in Giving my eyes to you Herein lies a message Keep it secret I have no chains for you There are no ties in the world It's so wide It's so wide It's so wide |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
Run, run, run, runaway
Today's a holiday Today we needn't worry About the clothes we wear No more ‘geog' on the old school bog no cracks about our hair Janitor Giles, you cannot see me Janitor Giles, it's great to be free Hide, hide, hide, hide away Today it's truant we play Dodgy school inspectors Will not suspect we're here No more French on the old school bench No clouts behind our ears Janitor Giles, you cannot see me Janitor Giles, it's great to be free But life is what you make it And you missed school today Good old Smithy and his pals What keeps them away We're going round We dare not make a sound To the house of my best friend To a shed that he has found And oh you'll have to gasp As he takes out and shows to you the photograph Takes out and shows to you the photograph What the picture shows Is awfully clear to me My friends older than I Fest their eyes so greedily But I shall run away and go upstairs and play with my model railway What goes on at night When there is no-one else around Is the strangest part of growing up that I've yet found Though what the doe and rabbit did today at school was real It failed to answer questions about the way I feel Maybe I'm a queer? It could be by tomorrow The answers will be found In these pages of a magazine The Vicars left around And late into the night We will wonder if the dialog was right We will wonder if the dialog was right Wonder if my parents worry about this kind of thing Or am I artificial, has my dad lost his sting? A lovely girl lives up the road She's much older than I I'd really like to know her Give the whole theory a try To see if it is real To see just how it feels Hush now the boy is sleeping And we don't want him to wake him until the morning He's got a hard day to take At the school that he hates And so let's leave him dreaming Until the morning sun shines through his window Let's leave him dreaming Until the morning Let's leave him dreaming |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
Stuck in an old
Home for lonely folks Gazing from his window at the snow Where did you go so wrong? You struggled all your life To keep your children warm and safe Make the world a better World a better place Stuck in an old Home for lonely folks Gazing from his window at the snow Through two long wars And many years of strife What is the value of a life? Men well oiled and functioning Is science in control? You're better off now where you are I hope you rest I hope you rest in peace |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
I'm 21, but gosh I do feel old!
Too much concerned With things which shouldn't worry me Or hurry me, or make me rush I'm really flash, but gosh I do feel bad! Completely smashed Careering down life's avenues I'm out of place and out of touch Rolling over on Wings of Thunder We're riding out to the Sun Haring over on Wings Of Thunder We're bound to make it the Sun, Sun, Sun, Sun We're gonna make it the Sun Now I'm in love, and she has got me hooked But things are good With poor old me delirious She takes it all so serious Rolling over on Wings of Thunder We're riding out to the Sun Haring over on Wings Of Thunder We're bound to make it the Sun, Sun, Sun, Sun We're gonna make it the Sun My head has spread, it won't stay in one place Confused and laced I'm liking going haywire And I find I have a taste for the pace Rolling over on Wings of Thunder We're riding out to the Sun Haring over on Wings Of Thunder We're bound to make it the Sun, Sun, Sun, Sun We're gonna make it the Sun |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
World's Eyes ? see for miles
Light We are gonna help you We are gonna help you Each man is human, we all need each other And walls burn eyes Light We are gonna help you I'm not a person, my cells are exploding I'm you, yearn, insane? Go from this room Leave right away There's nothing here There's nothing here to make you stay It's not so sad You'll find another You'll find someone who needs a home That you can share You're very young There's time to put away your cares But don't forget We were together And through forever I will know that you were there You need to laugh So go to where the light is clear As for understanding If there's such a thing existing There's a sparkle in your eyes I find it hard to put in words And you take me to the depth of sorrow Pleading for no more tomorrow Hanging on the edge of moments I can't bear to end I'd have loved you if you'd seen beyond the time You gotta know we're waiting here You gotta know we're waiting here You gotta know All things will flow As sure as water As sure as silence I will meet you once again Nothing will change There are no changes There's only pages Where the book remains the same Give fortune time And we will meet between these lines As for understanding If there's such a thing existing There's a sparkle in your eyes I find it hard to put in words And you take me to the depth of sorrow Pleading for no more tomorrow Hanging on the edge of moments I can't bear to end I'd have loved you if you'd been beyond the line You gotta know we're waiting here You gotta know we're waiting here You gotta know, You gotta know You gotta know |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
The facts of life are very simple
A job some money, settle down There's lots of things that may distract you Ignore them, lest they do you harm They say a dreamer always stumbles They say a dreamer has to fall Onto the rocks of what is solid Into the arms of what is all Don't let it get you My eyes were cracked my body broken My thoughts all bent my seam was torn Stood lost in space with no direction When suddenly I heard a call Don't let it get you What is this point of no returning Where I am standing with my friends There is no basis left for learning There is no start or end Don't let it get you |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
Just seen the soldiers on patrol in Derry
What they thinking? Bet they wish they could stay at home Go out drinking in the evening Just seen the newsprint tonight Violence increasing, an explosion Suddenly a public house went off bang Foul play suspected, someone's cheating Surely you see at the top of the stairs A young mother cries Convinced that her husband lies bleeding, defying While 13 more died See how her eyes glow She's going insane And you tell me enquiries will show Whose to blame But next Sunday at 2, will happen again, again. So you think you can get away Go down to Brighton for a season Discuss the issues from day to day Looking for reasons on paper Surely you see at the side of the road What looks like a bomb Shoppers with children lie bleeding and dying But what have they done See how our eyes glow We're going insane And you tell me enquiries will show Whose to blame But Maudling, you fool, it will happen again, again |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
I’m counting the number of cars
Rolling into my life Broken by alibis Running from all those lies Watching a number of dreams Flowing away from me Bum lifts from heavy loads Burn wheels on southern roads Feel the distance that I put between Me and my childhood Hang on to what remains Leave trails of broken chains High tail for Spanish Mains Feeling I’m lost in my way Too proud to lift my eyes and say Life’s not the same as I Thought that it might have been Heard a lot of places such as these I remember stories, pirates, the seas, the breeze Bum lifts from heavy loads Burn wheels on southern roads |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
Turn again Lane, go back you, know she l-l-loved you
Go back, that girl's in love with you Turn again Lane, go back you, know that you're gonna need her Go back go let her sun shine through You know that girls in love with you You know that girls in love with girls in love with, girls in love with you Turn again lane go back you, know that you're gonna need her Go back go let her sun shine through You know that girl's in love with you You know that girls in love with girls in love with, girls in love with you Want you to say that you'll give her all your love And so much more, and so much more Love in a way that a young man only can With so much more and so much more and so much more Turn again lane you twit you, don't know what you missed you Sure ought to get yourself a brain Turn again lane, Turn again Lane, Turn Again lane Knowing the way that she moves her sweater Down in the deep sea south She's the kind of girl that's got a lot to recommend her She aint no common mouth I want you to say that you'll give her all your love And so much more and so much more Love in a way that a young man only can With so much more and so much more and so much more Out here there's a lot that's unexplored My advice to you is go back home "And if you are new here I must ask you sir Do you happen to carry a gun I discovered when young to trust no-one And to learn from mistakes I had made These are days of deceit and suspicion sir You must not take offence if I say That you look like a queer or a harbourer Of ladies of latter decay This part of the world is a dark one son We live by the laws we have made Though it's true we may harm in mistake sometimes We thank God for the lives we have saved We thank God for the lives we have saved So if you are new here I must ask you sir Will you kindly go back where you came I discovered when young to trust no-one And to learn from mistakes I had made And to learn from mistakes I had made" |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
Don't be scared of shadows
Nasty man who lurk Lots of rotten bullies Pushing you around They will never steal What it means to feel The wonders of being without Where I stand it seems that existence Is resistance to despair Now I know my life's not been easy But at least it has been there Sometimes there'll be good times Some folk can be kind But the wind that blows inside us Will be blind For this time I have waited for ages All my pages have been dry I've been lost in the swirling of potions All my motions have been high(?) Over every molehill Under every mile For the essence of motion is devotion To the wheel So you see I'm not going to mind it Or define it in degrees Every inch of being is like old time Is the right time to be free |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
The lights were high and burning
The room was filled up with men Some playing cards for higher stakes Some looking into telescopes pointed within them Be with me, it's you and me I feel you're on my side Be my space, a trace of lace A face that's near to mine They're going back, they've had it They're slipping up on their ends These foolish men with eyes of ice A culmination of things that were never inevitable Be my wing, my everything My platform to the sky Be my gem, a star for them Upon the other side I'm caught on a cloud Feeling mortified I'm floating away A stranger with no eyes A loser with no ties A laughter rings With plenty to do I never would complain Feet losing the ground I'm always out of time I always miss the line That doesn't count But oh no, no, no no Why must I always be far away, Gone astray, caught like a bubble in the wind? They took him away They said that he was mad He told them the truth They said he had to pay They said he couldn't stay They always choose But oh no, no, no no Why must I always be far away, Gone astray, acting like traitors trapped in time? |
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from Spirogyra - A Canterbury Tale (2006)
Love's so easy, Love's so fine
Into our lives the time we always need it No more to strange shadow I feel us make it, Hope we make it over |
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