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Year Zero, Year Zero, it's coming
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from Galahad - Year Zero (2002)
It doesn't matter now, it never really did
They are all invisible, inconsequential After all, that's life! Or maybe an end to it Oh, you are so perceptive The world will be watching With a curious eye Taking notes and taking stock Nerves will be fraying everywhere Please take heed and take care After all, that's life! All over the world |
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from Galahad - In A Moment Of Complete Madness (1993)
Silent stares through a window pane
Anxious expressions make their claim An army of souls lost long ago A pyramid mentality still runs this show Apollo disappeared way before dawn And paradise was where we were drawn Smoke stained glass comfort steals the light As the whitewash floats like snowflakes on a bitter winter breeze... She wraps up warm still standing She's still standing where she has so many times before And though the story is wearing thin Age is counting, my friend age is counting And she is dying Grime on the gutter, slime on the shutter There's plenty for the rats And plenty rats for the cats to grow fat! Meanwhile the skeleton on the corner Is holding out bare knuckles He's looking for charity Looking for a chance to live But this is not real life No, not in my eyes can you tell the difference or understand the circumstances Here in Paradise... It's here, it's there, it's all around, it's everywhere You can sense it, you can feel it, you can touch it Welcome to Paradise, Paradise, Paradise If only it were half as nice! Oh come closer, I want to get to know you Much closer, I want to see you under the light Much nearer, I want to feel your heart beat Oh much nearer, much closer I want to feel your breath on my brow Oh much closer, we can be as one together All together, together just for this night Welcome to Paradise... If only it were half as nice!!! |
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from Galahad - Other Crimes And Misdemeanours II (1997)
Here I am again, talking out of honesty
I give you my all, but what you giving to me Sometimes it's difficult I know But for once in your life Why don't you give me the real show Oh, give me some time and I'll think of a cue And maybe we can talk and dance the whole night through Too many skeletons, too many mysteries I don't believe a word that you say to me Too many skeletons, to many mysteries Why should I believe you? why should I listen to you or trust you? Why should I? Here we have a cause we can both celebrate If I'm hearing the truth from who I think is a friend Sometimes it's difficult to tell Whenever we speak, it's always a case of a tell tale, tell tale But I don't like deceit and I never much for lies Why are you always trying to pull the wool Right over my eyes, ohhh! Too many skeletons, too many mysteries I don't believe a word that you say to me Too many skeletons, to many mysteries Why should I believe you? Why should I listen to you or trust you? Why should I? Because I've seen too many skeletons I give you a moment, you take at least a mile Open up your soul and let me pass on through I'm only interested in the truth of you The truth of you The truth of you Give me some truth Too many skeletons, too many mysteries |
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from Galahad - Empires Never Last (2007)
This life could be my last
This life could be my last This life could be my last But at least we've had a blast I mustn't wait a second, there's so much left to do So much weight upon my shoulders the pressure just isn't true But hang on for a moment who am I trying to kid? This is a crazy situation as nobody else really cares So from now on everything I do I do it for me and mine A selfish streak I know but it's about time There's so much I want to experience some legal some not It makes life more exciting, I've got to give it a shot Because each day I'm feeling like I'm dying just a little bit more Because each day I'm feeling like my energy is seeping away This life could be my last, this life could be my last This life could be my last, at least we had a blast I want to travel to the ends of the earth And see what it's really all about I want to soak up our destructive history And trying once and for all to work it all out Because each day I'm feeling like I'm dying just a little bit more Because each day I'm feeling like my energy is seeping away This life could be my last, this life could be my last This life could be my last, at least we had a blast This life could be my last, this life could be my last This life could be my last, at least we've had a blast I know that there's no sense in much that we do But there has to be a cause and effect for it all to come true Because each day I'm feeling like I'm dying just a little bit more Because each day I'm feeling like my energy is seeping away This life could be my last, this life could be my last This life could be my last, at times it went so fast This life could be my last, this life could be my last This life could be my last, at least we've had a blast |
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from Galahad - Other Crimes And Misdemeanours II (1997)
We've played our fair share of smoky halls
Pubs and Legions we've pleased them all Climbed the highest mountains and taken all the falls And still we stand strong in spite of it all We don't need a reason to do what we do We don't need to justify the fact we are who we are We don't need to prove ourselves to anybody, anywhere anymore There must be a way There must be a way There's got to be a way we can break through There must be a way There must be a way There's got to be a way we can break through We've taken all the backstabs and the mud slinging too Heard about the rumours and I've wondered if they are true? Gazed up at the heavens and said God give me strength But our own self belief pulls us through it all in the end We don't need a reason to do what we do We don't need to justify the fact we are who we are We don't need to prove ourselves to anybody, anywhere anymore There must be a way There must be a way There's got to be a way we can break through There must be a way There has to be a way There's got to be a way.... We don't need a reason to do what we do We don't need to justify the fact we are who we are We don't need to prove ourselves to anybody, anywhere anymore There must be a way There must be a way There's got to be a way we can break through There must be a way There has to be a way There's got to be a way we can break through There must be a way There must be a way There's got to be a way we can break through There must be a way There must be a way There's got to be a way we can break through We can break through We can break through There must be a way There must be a way There must be a way There must be a way |
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from Galahad - Other Crimes And Misdemeanours II (1997)
Where were your plebiscites?
Where was my freedom? You men in black, you were supposed to lead with me! But where did it lead us to? Your crucifix is no disguise I see no heaven in your eyes Gods great mystery hidden Behind a mask of dark obscurity Do not use me as an excuse for your massacres Do not use me as an use to spill others blood Or as an excuse to fight your wars Or to knock others to the floor Twisting the rules, human tools Creating your wealth, but you were the fools Phony practitioners trained to preach But only the Devil's gospel was in your minds I will be rid of you parasites I see no light of God in your souls In your souls My divine power will trade against your malice Forever chained within the boundaries of my rules This disease will be struck down for the good of mankind And a new enlightenment will be mind Yes my friends a new era optimism will have begun Will have begun And no longer will you use me as an excuse for your massacres And no longer will you use me as an use to spill others blood Or as an excuse to fight your wars No longer will you use me as an excuse to knock others to the floor ... No more will you use me No more No more |
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from Galahad - Voiceprint Radio Sessions [single] (1994)
With the first trick of dawn
Tranquility drowns amid the morning song As the sun cracks the sky Shadows live another hour Until they're killed of by the clouds Waiting with invisible patience For our star to shine once again Hillsides changing shade and shape Silhouettes slow dance across The fields, the valleys, the meadows of the chase A predator hovers in the air A predator sleeps in the long grass Whilst all the innocents are unaware This is the chase This is the chase A kestrel hovers over a babbling brook And the hounds they hound And the fox takes a look He's running for cover in the trees And still the fleas they cling They're biting for life, chasing for life, chasing for life Chasing desires, chasing ideals Chasing the way that we feel Chasing the grass that is oh so green on the other side Chasing our dreams, in what we believe This the chase, this the chase The chase, the chase, the chase The chase, the chase, the chase This the chase |
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from Galahad - Classic Rock - Live [live] (1996)
With the first trick of dawn
Tranquility drowns amid the morning song As the sun cracks the sky Shadows live another hour Until they're killed of by the clouds Waiting with invisible patience For our star to shine once again Hillsides changing shade and shape Silhouettes slow dance across The fields, the valleys, the meadows of the chase A predator hovers in the air A predator sleeps in the long grass Whilst all the innocents are unaware This is the chase This is the chase A kestrel hovers over a babbling brook And the hounds they hound And the fox takes a look He's running for cover in the trees And still the fleas they cling They're biting for life, chasing for life, chasing for life Chasing desires, chasing ideals Chasing the way that we feel Chasing the grass that is oh so green on the other side Chasing our dreams, in what we believe This the chase, this the chase The chase, the chase, the chase The chase, the chase, the chase This the chase |
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from Galahad - Other Crimes And Misdemeanors III (2001)
With the first trick of dawn
Tranquility drowns amid the morning song As the sun cracks the sky Shadows live another hour Until they're killed of by the clouds Waiting with invisible patience For our star to shine once again Hillsides changing shade and shape Silhouettes slow dance across The fields, the valleys, the meadows of the chase A predator hovers in the air A predator sleeps in the long grass Whilst all the innocents are unaware This is the chase This is the chase A kestrel hovers over a babbling brook And the hounds they hound And the fox takes a look He's running for cover in the trees And still the fleas they cling They're biting for life, chasing for life, chasing for life Chasing desires, chasing ideals Chasing the way that we feel Chasing the grass that is oh so green on the other side Chasing our dreams, in what we believe This the chase, this the chase The chase, the chase, the chase The chase, the chase, the chase This the chase |
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from Galahad - Nothing Is Written (1991)
We put the fate of the human race in the hands of cold machines
They have no perception of compassion or hat it would really mean If data caused the buttons to be pushed we'd all be blown away Self destruction is the 'in' cause for the human race.... Digital, digital, digital man, eroding our emotions Cynical, cynical, cynical man, his feelings disappear The Automaton Robot mentalities, attracting high positions I hope this does not rub off on the younger generation Awareness is more widespread than at any time before With media power very much to the fore Cynical, cynical, cynical man, when will he realise? Digital, digital, digital man, will never understand Sometimes technology advances Are not always desired Sometimes there comes a point When it all gets too cold Drained of all our instincts Our common senses are reeling Microchip revolution But someone left out the feeling I hope the higher echelons in science don't wrap Themselves in their own little galaxies of knowledge I hope that they maintain some semblance of their inner sanity Don't digitise too far, digital man will never understand Digital, digital, digital man, his conscience evaporates Cynical, cynical, cynical man, has sterilised his faith Digital, digital, digital man, when will he realise? Digital, clinical, cynical man, will never understand! Don't digitise too far |
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from Galahad - Classic Rock - Live [live] (1996)
We put the fate of the human race in the hands of cold machines
They have no perception of compassion or hat it would really mean If data caused the buttons to be pushed we'd all be blown away Self destruction is the 'in' cause for the human race.... Digital, digital, digital man, eroding our emotions Cynical, cynical, cynical man, his feelings disappear The Automaton Robot mentalities, attracting high positions I hope this does not rub off on the younger generation Awareness is more widespread than at any time before With media power very much to the fore Cynical, cynical, cynical man, when will he realise? Digital, digital, digital man, will never understand Sometimes technology advances Are not always desired Sometimes there comes a point When it all gets too cold Drained of all our instincts Our common senses are reeling Microchip revolution But someone left out the feeling I hope the higher echelons in science don't wrap Themselves in their own little galaxies of knowledge I hope that they maintain some semblance of their inner sanity Don't digitise too far, digital man will never understand Digital, digital, digital man, his conscience evaporates Cynical, cynical, cynical man, has sterilised his faith Digital, digital, digital man, when will he realise? Digital, clinical, cynical man, will never understand! Don't digitise too far |
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from Galahad - Live In Poland - Resonance [live] (2006)
I'm getting tired of all your broken promises
I'm getting tired of all your figured exuses I'm sick to the back teeth of all your boring anecdotes You know I've heard them all a million times before I don't think you realise what damage you have caused We can't go on like this, we can't take anymore How long have we got to wait How long before you complete How long before you finished what you started Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? You have to listen and get on with this belated show Termination, it's the only way Termination, it's the only answer You don't seem to have any sense of urgency Meanwhile our lives are put on hold as we wait to break free You're taking all our money and you're bleeding us dry And still we have nothing to show for all our efforts We've got to see some action, payback time is near How long before we can capture your attention, about time we were out of here How long have we got to wait How long before you complete How long before you finished what you started Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? You've taken the piss and now it's time for some closure Termination, it's the only way Termination, it's the only answer Why can't you see the problems you have caused I can't believe you feel no guilt or remorse How long have we got to wait How long before you complete How long before you finished what you started Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? You've told your jokes, you've had your fun, now get it done! How long have we got to wait How long before you complete How long before you finished what you started Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? You've told your jokes, you've had your fun, now get it done! Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? |
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from Galahad - Live In Poland - Resonance [live] (2006)
I'm getting tired of all your broken promises
I'm getting tired of all your figured exuses I'm sick to the back teeth of all your boring anecdotes You know I've heard them all a million times before I don't think you realise what damage you have caused We can't go on like this, we can't take anymore How long have we got to wait How long before you complete How long before you finished what you started Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? You have to listen and get on with this belated show Termination, it's the only way Termination, it's the only answer You don't seem to have any sense of urgency Meanwhile our lives are put on hold as we wait to break free You're taking all our money and you're bleeding us dry And still we have nothing to show for all our efforts We've got to see some action, payback time is near How long before we can capture your attention, about time we were out of here How long have we got to wait How long before you complete How long before you finished what you started Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? You've taken the piss and now it's time for some closure Termination, it's the only way Termination, it's the only answer Why can't you see the problems you have caused I can't believe you feel no guilt or remorse How long have we got to wait How long before you complete How long before you finished what you started Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? You've told your jokes, you've had your fun, now get it done! How long have we got to wait How long before you complete How long before you finished what you started Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? You've told your jokes, you've had your fun, now get it done! Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? |
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from Galahad - Empires Never Last (2007)
I'm getting tired of all your broken promises
I'm getting tired of all your figured exuses I'm sick to the back teeth of all your boring anecdotes You know I've heard them all a million times before I don't think you realise what damage you have caused We can't go on like this, we can't take anymore How long have we got to wait How long before you complete How long before you finished what you started Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? You have to listen and get on with this belated show Termination, it's the only way Termination, it's the only answer You don't seem to have any sense of urgency Meanwhile our lives are put on hold as we wait to break free You're taking all our money and you're bleeding us dry And still we have nothing to show for all our efforts We've got to see some action, payback time is near How long before we can capture your attention, about time we were out of here How long have we got to wait How long before you complete How long before you finished what you started Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? You've taken the piss and now it's time for some closure Termination, it's the only way Termination, it's the only answer Why can't you see the problems you have caused I can't believe you feel no guilt or remorse How long have we got to wait How long before you complete How long before you finished what you started Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? You've told your jokes, you've had your fun, now get it done! How long have we got to wait How long before you complete How long before you finished what you started Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? You've told your jokes, you've had your fun, now get it done! Tell me how much more time is this all going to take? |
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from Galahad - Year Zero (2002)
Belt up and brace yourselves, now is our time
Take a deep breath and hold on tight This is the start of something so good and this something got me started Open your arms, embrace the nature of change See the positive light in all that you do Someone once said 'the times, they are a changin' No more freewheelin' we're focused instead |
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from Galahad - Other Crimes And Misdemeanours II (1997)
The factory gates have been locked up tight
The tried their best but they lost their fight The ghost of prosperity has been laid to rest How the hell are we going find a way out of this mess In an old boatyard down by Holes Bay They are doing short time and taking half pay Working tooth and nail to save the day These futile gestures as there ain't no way! Suffering, suffering in silence Hard times I thought I'd never see Suffering, suffering in silence Affecting friends and family A lonely husband sits in a room full of memories Staring at his worldly possessions A burning anger and pent up frustration Smouldering within his soul Suffering, suffering in silence Hard times I thought I'd never see Suffering, suffering in silence Affecting friends and family Suffering, suffering in silence In this land of opportunity Suffering, suffering in silence In this so called land of the free Come the revolution! What revolution? There'll be no revolution! Come the revolution! What revolution? There'll be no revolution! Suffering, suffering in silence Hard times I thought I'd never see Suffering, suffering in silence Affecting friends and family Suffering, suffering in silence In this land of opportunity Suffering, suffering in silence In this so called land of the free |
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from Galahad - Sleepers (1995)
Liberte Fraternite Egalite
"Stubborn resistance was met in some places" Hiding in the the catacombs Lying low in the labyrinths Beneath the shattered city streets The sleepers lie in wait Taking improbable chances When opportunities arise Pitching wits against selected hits Never toeing olliciallines Infiltrate. agitate, exacerbate, manipulate Eradicate, decimate, retaliate, annihilate We will never surrender Men, women and children From every walk of life Using any means available with which to fight Proudly preserving the integrity of their nation Vichy France could never be our ultimate identity Never Invalidate, facilitate, emancipate, consolidate Identify, rectify, pacify, unify Our spirit never shall be broken Watch out Take cover Someone's been talking They're on their way They're armed to the teeth Machine guns on motor bikes A Panzer division Crawling with soldiers in broad daylight No subtlety here Our daily injection of fear I want you to search Every nook and cranny high and low To flush out these rebels and deal with them accordingly Quick return once again to the secret passages Candlelight in hand, Safe and Sound, Gone to Ground Keep the noise down.... Sssh! Outmanoeuvred once again Ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! hee! hee! hee! hee! hee! We will yet be free! Foiled again, foiled again You've been recalled again Gabardines and greatcoats Mingle in the shadows Animated figures, of dubious origins Loiter in the corners Looking for the fallers Stench of cigarettes hangs heavy in the air Stella slips slowly through nervous throats Who is who? Nobody knows Who is who? Nobody knows Informers, incognito Heroes and martyrs to be Shuffle, avoiding the enemy Everybody is under cover Everyone is wary of each other Who is who? Nobody knows Who is who? Another pale moon rises Another blood red sun sets Another hard day gone Another nervous night to come Survival guaranteed At least until tomorrow Who knows what a new dawn will bring A New Era? All becomes clearer In the end |
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from Galahad - Classic Rock - Live [live] (1996)
Liberte Fraternite Egalite
"Stubborn resistance was met in some places" Hiding in the the catacombs Lying low in the labyrinths Beneath the shattered city streets The sleepers lie in wait Taking improbable chances When opportunities arise Pitching wits against selected hits Never toeing olliciallines Infiltrate. agitate, exacerbate, manipulate Eradicate, decimate, retaliate, annihilate We will never surrender Men, women and children From every walk of life Using any means available with which to fight Proudly preserving the integrity of their nation Vichy France could never be our ultimate identity Never Invalidate, facilitate, emancipate, consolidate Identify, rectify, pacify, unify Our spirit never shall be broken Watch out Take cover Someone's been talking They're on their way They're armed to the teeth Machine guns on motor bikes A Panzer division Crawling with soldiers in broad daylight No subtlety here Our daily injection of fear I want you to search Every nook and cranny high and low To flush out these rebels and deal with them accordingly Quick return once again to the secret passages Candlelight in hand, Safe and Sound, Gone to Ground Keep the noise down.... Sssh! Outmanoeuvred once again Ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! hee! hee! hee! hee! hee! We will yet be free! Foiled again, foiled again You've been recalled again Gabardines and greatcoats Mingle in the shadows Animated figures, of dubious origins Loiter in the corners Looking for the fallers Stench of cigarettes hangs heavy in the air Stella slips slowly through nervous throats Who is who? Nobody knows Who is who? Nobody knows Informers, incognito Heroes and martyrs to be Shuffle, avoiding the enemy Everybody is under cover Everyone is wary of each other Who is who? Nobody knows Who is who? Another pale moon rises Another blood red sun sets Another hard day gone Another nervous night to come Survival guaranteed At least until tomorrow Who knows what a new dawn will bring A New Era? All becomes clearer In the end |
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from Galahad - Live In Poland - Resonance [live] (2006)
Liberte Fraternite Egalite
"Stubborn resistance was met in some places" Hiding in the the catacombs Lying low in the labyrinths Beneath the shattered city streets The sleepers lie in wait Taking improbable chances When opportunities arise Pitching wits against selected hits Never toeing olliciallines Infiltrate. agitate, exacerbate, manipulate Eradicate, decimate, retaliate, annihilate We will never surrender Men, women and children From every walk of life Using any means available with which to fight Proudly preserving the integrity of their nation Vichy France could never be our ultimate identity Never Invalidate, facilitate, emancipate, consolidate Identify, rectify, pacify, unify Our spirit never shall be broken Watch out Take cover Someone's been talking They're on their way They're armed to the teeth Machine guns on motor bikes A Panzer division Crawling with soldiers in broad daylight No subtlety here Our daily injection of fear I want you to search Every nook and cranny high and low To flush out these rebels and deal with them accordingly Quick return once again to the secret passages Candlelight in hand, Safe and Sound, Gone to Ground Keep the noise down.... Sssh! Outmanoeuvred once again Ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! hee! hee! hee! hee! hee! We will yet be free! Foiled again, foiled again You've been recalled again Gabardines and greatcoats Mingle in the shadows Animated figures, of dubious origins Loiter in the corners Looking for the fallers Stench of cigarettes hangs heavy in the air Stella slips slowly through nervous throats Who is who? Nobody knows Who is who? Nobody knows Informers, incognito Heroes and martyrs to be Shuffle, avoiding the enemy Everybody is under cover Everyone is wary of each other Who is who? Nobody knows Who is who? Another pale moon rises Another blood red sun sets Another hard day gone Another nervous night to come Survival guaranteed At least until tomorrow Who knows what a new dawn will bring A New Era? All becomes clearer In the end |
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from Galahad - Live In Poland - Resonance [live] (2006)
I'm getting nervous, all this loose talk of war
But still so many problems closer to home seem to be ignored If you want to be a "real hero", it's the mundane things in life Education and the health of the nation which need putting right Now, let me take your hand I'll lead you to the promised land You know you can trust in me I'll be right behind you, just wait and see Don't listen to the mad man, he got insanity in his eyes Doesn't know what he's talking about, no sincerity only lies Vacant glances, taking chances, sounds like the rhetoric of fools He's a man of material means, I'm not sure what he's trying to prove Now, let me take your hand I'll lead you to the promised land You know you can trust in me I'll be right behind you, just wait and see You have to understand That I'm the man who ties your hands Politically and economically I'm the controller of your destiny It's a dangerous path we are taking Beware of false prophets spinning yarns of deceit Now, let me take your hand I'll lead you to the promised land You know you can trust in me I'll be right behind you, just wait and see You, you have to understand That I'm the man who ties your hands Politically and economically I'm the controller of your destiny |
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from Galahad - Live In Poland - Resonance [live] (2006)
I'm getting nervous, all this loose talk of war
But still so many problems closer to home seem to be ignored If you want to be a "real hero", it's the mundane things in life Education and the health of the nation which need putting right Now, let me take your hand I'll lead you to the promised land You know you can trust in me I'll be right behind you, just wait and see Don't listen to the mad man, he got insanity in his eyes Doesn't know what he's talking about, no sincerity only lies Vacant glances, taking chances, sounds like the rhetoric of fools He's a man of material means, I'm not sure what he's trying to prove Now, let me take your hand I'll lead you to the promised land You know you can trust in me I'll be right behind you, just wait and see You have to understand That I'm the man who ties your hands Politically and economically I'm the controller of your destiny It's a dangerous path we are taking Beware of false prophets spinning yarns of deceit Now, let me take your hand I'll lead you to the promised land You know you can trust in me I'll be right behind you, just wait and see You, you have to understand That I'm the man who ties your hands Politically and economically I'm the controller of your destiny |
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from Galahad - Empires Never Last (2007)
I'm getting nervous, all this loose talk of war
But still so many problems closer to home seem to be ignored If you want to be a "real hero", it's the mundane things in life Education and the health of the nation which need putting right Now, let me take your hand I'll lead you to the promised land You know you can trust in me I'll be right behind you, just wait and see Don't listen to the mad man, he got insanity in his eyes Doesn't know what he's talking about, no sincerity only lies Vacant glances, taking chances, sounds like the rhetoric of fools He's a man of material means, I'm not sure what he's trying to prove Now, let me take your hand I'll lead you to the promised land You know you can trust in me I'll be right behind you, just wait and see You have to understand That I'm the man who ties your hands Politically and economically I'm the controller of your destiny It's a dangerous path we are taking Beware of false prophets spinning yarns of deceit Now, let me take your hand I'll lead you to the promised land You know you can trust in me I'll be right behind you, just wait and see You, you have to understand That I'm the man who ties your hands Politically and economically I'm the controller of your destiny |
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from Galahad - Following Ghosts (1999)
Sitting alone silent in thought
Reflecting on how life used to be It seems such a long time ago now Since fate dealt such a devastating blow She was the dream of many a young A beauty standing out from the crowd The World was waiting for her to blossom Now she sits waiting for a miracle Her courage keep her going Gives her the will to live The best she can, the best she can Her inner strength is holding She'll prove she can live a life full of promise and not regret The best she can, the best she can Like a bolt out of the blue How could nature be so cruel I couldn't believe that it happened to you Her pretty smile belies her pain The pain she feels so deep inside But she can hold her head up high For still she has her pride She has faith on her side She's not beaten yet, she'll keep up the fight There's so much left for her to prove As each new dawn breaks, she's got what it takes Though nothing is taken for granted Determined to win, against all the odds Laying to rest the beast within the beauty The World was waiting for her to blossom Now she sits waiting for a miracle Her courage keep her going Gives her the will to live The best she can, the best she can Her inner strength is holding She'll prove she can live a life full of promise and not regret The best she can, the best she can Like a bolt out of the blue How could nature be so cruel I couldn't believe that it happened to you Her pretty smile belies her pain The pain she feels so deep inside But she can hold her head up high For still she has her pride She has faith on her side Like a bolt out of the blue How could nature be so cruel I couldn't believe that it happened to you Her pretty smile belies her pain The pain she feels so deep inside But she can hold her head up high Like a bolt out of the blue How could nature be so cruel I couldn't believe that it happened to you Her pretty smile belies her pain The pain she feels so deep inside |
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from Galahad - In A Moment Of Madness (Tape) (1000)
Falling though a whirlpool of contempt
You struggle to the surface for air All around you is indifference and jealousy Nobody seems to care Now you're looking for a new place to hide A sanctuary in your thoughts Drifting away on a journey of drams Where nothing is quite as it appears to be Silence erodes the noise That soon will not exist Dusk turns in to night And darkness merges with the mist Those who dare to venture in To this strange and magical world In to a soulless second life They are bound to be hurled Now you are spinning and spiralling down Through an endless whirlpool Going round and round Cold and crazy, going out of your mind This is your last chance Now that you've found.. That the soulless second life Has taken over your mind For trespass such as this You'll pay a capital fine The silence that seems so loud Is twisting your sanity Your wires are warped And your cables are crossed There's no way you can break free Silence erodes the noise That soon will not exist As dusk turns in to night And darkness merges with the mist Those who dare to venture in to This strange and magical world In to a soulless second life They are bound to be hurled... |
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from Galahad - In A Moment Of Complete Madness (1993)
Falling though a whirlpool of contempt
You struggle to the surface for air All around you is indifference and jealousy Nobody seems to care Now you're looking for a new place to hide A sanctuary in your thoughts Drifting away on a journey of drams Where nothing is quite as it appears to be Silence erodes the noise That soon will not exist Dusk turns in to night And darkness merges with the mist Those who dare to venture in To this strange and magical world In to a soulless second life They are bound to be hurled Now you are spinning and spiralling down Through an endless whirlpool Going round and round Cold and crazy, going out of your mind This is your last chance Now that you've found.. That the soulless second life Has taken over your mind For trespass such as this You'll pay a capital fine The silence that seems so loud Is twisting your sanity Your wires are warped And your cables are crossed There's no way you can break free Silence erodes the noise That soon will not exist As dusk turns in to night And darkness merges with the mist Those who dare to venture in to This strange and magical world In to a soulless second life They are bound to be hurled... |
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from Galahad - Nothing Is Written (1991)
Ninth floor, Hotel Metropole
High security, protecting another world Ten thousand reports of the unexplained And to this day that is how they remain Official denials, mass cover-ups No unauthorised personnel This door is kept tightly shut! Shut, shut, shut, shut Tightly shut, kept shut Shut, shut, shut, shut This is Room 801 You're looking at Room 801 Here in Room 801 The legendary room 801 801... White lights, getting brighter Then fading, disappear A distant drone, getting louder Then fading, disappear Radio interference, no logical explanation An unusual blip on the radar screen It's too large for a man made flying machine Yes we know, we know They know, they know We all know, we know They know, they know We all know, yes we all know This is Room 801 You're looking at room 801 Here in Room 801 You're looking at Room 801 801... From the Air Ministry To the DDI From the MOD To the CIA All information classified Not available to you or I From Salandin to Kilgallen From Gaydon to Lakenheath What are we to believe? What are we to believe? What should we believe? What the hell should we believe? Tell me! Will we ever solve these mysteries? What lies within Room 801? "I am convinced that these objects do exist They are not manufactured by any nation on earth I can therefore see no alternative to believing That they come from some extra-terrestrial source!" |
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from Galahad - Classic Rock - Live [live] (1996)
Ninth floor, Hotel Metropole
High security, protecting another world Ten thousand reports of the unexplained And to this day that is how they remain Official denials, mass cover-ups No unauthorised personnel This door is kept tightly shut! Shut, shut, shut, shut Tightly shut, kept shut Shut, shut, shut, shut This is Room 801 You're looking at Room 801 Here in Room 801 The legendary room 801 801... White lights, getting brighter Then fading, disappear A distant drone, getting louder Then fading, disappear Radio interference, no logical explanation An unusual blip on the radar screen It's too large for a man made flying machine Yes we know, we know They know, they know We all know, we know They know, they know We all know, yes we all know This is Room 801 You're looking at room 801 Here in Room 801 You're looking at Room 801 801... From the Air Ministry To the DDI From the MOD To the CIA All information classified Not available to you or I From Salandin to Kilgallen From Gaydon to Lakenheath What are we to believe? What are we to believe? What should we believe? What the hell should we believe? Tell me! Will we ever solve these mysteries? What lies within Room 801? "I am convinced that these objects do exist They are not manufactured by any nation on earth I can therefore see no alternative to believing That they come from some extra-terrestrial source!" |
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from Galahad - Decade (1997)
Ninth floor, Hotel Metropole
High security, protecting another world Ten thousand reports of the unexplained And to this day that is how they remain Official denials, mass cover-ups No unauthorised personnel This door is kept tightly shut! Shut, shut, shut, shut Tightly shut, kept shut Shut, shut, shut, shut This is Room 801 You're looking at Room 801 Here in Room 801 The legendary room 801 801... White lights, getting brighter Then fading, disappear A distant drone, getting louder Then fading, disappear Radio interference, no logical explanation An unusual blip on the radar screen It's too large for a man made flying machine Yes we know, we know They know, they know We all know, we know They know, they know We all know, yes we all know This is Room 801 You're looking at room 801 Here in Room 801 You're looking at Room 801 801... From the Air Ministry To the DDI From the MOD To the CIA All information classified Not available to you or I From Salandin to Kilgallen From Gaydon to Lakenheath What are we to believe? What are we to believe? What should we believe? What the hell should we believe? Tell me! Will we ever solve these mysteries? What lies within Room 801? "I am convinced that these objects do exist They are not manufactured by any nation on earth I can therefore see no alternative to believing That they come from some extra-terrestrial source!" |
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from Galahad - Other Crimes And Misdemeanors III (2001)
Ninth floor, Hotel Metropole
High security, protecting another world Ten thousand reports of the unexplained And to this day that is how they remain Official denials, mass cover-ups No unauthorised personnel This door is kept tightly shut! Shut, shut, shut, shut Tightly shut, kept shut Shut, shut, shut, shut This is Room 801 You're looking at Room 801 Here in Room 801 The legendary room 801 801... White lights, getting brighter Then fading, disappear A distant drone, getting louder Then fading, disappear Radio interference, no logical explanation An unusual blip on the radar screen It's too large for a man made flying machine Yes we know, we know They know, they know We all know, we know They know, they know We all know, yes we all know This is Room 801 You're looking at room 801 Here in Room 801 You're looking at Room 801 801... From the Air Ministry To the DDI From the MOD To the CIA All information classified Not available to you or I From Salandin to Kilgallen From Gaydon to Lakenheath What are we to believe? What are we to believe? What should we believe? What the hell should we believe? Tell me! Will we ever solve these mysteries? What lies within Room 801? "I am convinced that these objects do exist They are not manufactured by any nation on earth I can therefore see no alternative to believing That they come from some extra-terrestrial source!" |
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from Galahad - Other Crimes And Misdemeanours II (1997)
Well we're on our way again
Moving out of town Getting away from the bright city lights Heading for some peace and quiet alone But that is until we reach our faraway destination A good time playground wrapped in our own little fantasy Rollercoaster Rollercoaster Rollercoaster Rollercoaster Well now you can feel the heat Metal and flesh interact with each other Adrenalin pumping as the passion grows Juices react the love freely flows I never want to leave this Nirvana I could stay here with you forever Holding you close and never letting you go again Rollercoaster Rollercoaster Rollercoaster Rollercoaster And now you're reaching the point of excess The point of no return Screaming out loud as we reach for the clouds Reeling as the passion burns I never want to leave this Nirvana I could stay her with you forever Holding you close and never letting you go again |
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from Galahad - Nothing Is Written (1991)
I can feel the surface tension mounting
Digging down into my skin, into my bones Seeping through into my blood, into my flesh Malignant, indignant of my state of mind Putting on the pressure My resistance is waning There seems to be no way that I can win against This human condition, feeling guilty for our kind Though there's no need I know It's just the way the operator runs my show He's putting on the pressure Like a time bomb, I'm primed to explode Some time in the future, depends on how heavy the load But don't worry, it's not going to blow for a while Maybe when a decision is reached At the end of my internal trial... Mortar bombs and festive songs Don't mix too well at Christmas time This pantomime has lost its humour I heard a rumour of Peace On Our Earth It was lost in a dirge of plastic explosives Blowing sky high the blood red roses That were left on the doorstep of another young lover Who, after all, was just one of our brothers One of our brothers There just vivid pictures on a TV screen Of reality and what has been This is no John Wayne movie This is everyday violence for free! And I'll say a prayer in the church of compassion Miracles have been known to happen, haven't they? So I've been told It could have been me It could have been you It could have been me It could have been anyone of you They're putting on the pressure They put you under pressure They're putting on the pressure They never let go Never let go Never! |
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from Galahad - Classic Rock - Live [live] (1996)
I can feel the surface tension mounting
Digging down into my skin, into my bones Seeping through into my blood, into my flesh Malignant, indignant of my state of mind Putting on the pressure My resistance is waning There seems to be no way that I can win against This human condition, feeling guilty for our kind Though there's no need I know It's just the way the operator runs my show He's putting on the pressure Like a time bomb, I'm primed to explode Some time in the future, depends on how heavy the load But don't worry, it's not going to blow for a while Maybe when a decision is reached At the end of my internal trial... Mortar bombs and festive songs Don't mix too well at Christmas time This pantomime has lost its humour I heard a rumour of Peace On Our Earth It was lost in a dirge of plastic explosives Blowing sky high the blood red roses That were left on the doorstep of another young lover Who, after all, was just one of our brothers One of our brothers There just vivid pictures on a TV screen Of reality and what has been This is no John Wayne movie This is everyday violence for free! And I'll say a prayer in the church of compassion Miracles have been known to happen, haven't they? So I've been told It could have been me It could have been you It could have been me It could have been anyone of you They're putting on the pressure They put you under pressure They're putting on the pressure They never let go Never let go Never! |
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from Galahad - Other Crimes And Misdemeanours II (1997)
Once again as the world is waiting with bated breath
Looking austere and cold two pale faces meet But there are no chess pieces, we are the pawns The only black or white is for peace or for war Reach in to the flames Don't be blinded by the heat God knows it's hot in the fire But you know you've got to succeed Every nation's ears are held to their receivers In hope of a break from the deadlock of years Searching for new ways to end this tired war of words Instill a new kind of confidence and maybe we will arise to new dawn Reach in to the flames Don't be blinded by the heat God knows it's hot in the fire But you know you've got to succeed You've got to succeed There must be way to progress without some sticky compromise Maybe the children of east and east could live in a perfect peace Don't let the will of Beelzebub enter in to your minds Think of the will of the innocents and maybe will find a new light A new light So come on you leaders with power in your pockets It's there to be shared, it's not your own Let all your feelings for the love of this World of ours Reach out be friends and let it be shown So reach in to the flames And don't be blinded by the heat God knows it's hot in the fire But you know you've got to succeed I said reach in to the flames And don't be blinded by the heat, the heat, the heat God knows it's hot in the fire But you know you've got to succeed |
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from Galahad - Other Crimes And Misdemeanours II (1997)
Pretty, pretty in the sun
She's the only one She was a mean machine In British Racing Green She was a real cool cat She was where it was it She was as hot as hell When it came to the bell She'd take you apart Right from the start Pretty, pretty in the sun Pretty, pretty in the sun She's the only one Pretty, pretty in the sun Pretty, pretty in the sun She's the only one She was a real speed queen She could be quite obscene She had a real wild streak No place for the meek She purred like all the big cats do Sheer class through and through You could smell that rubber burn After completing every turn She was pretty, pretty in the sun Pretty, pretty in the sun She's the only one Pretty, pretty in the sun Pretty, pretty in the sun She's the only one Pretty, pretty in the sun Pretty, pretty in the sun She's the only one Pretty, pretty in the sun Pretty, pretty in the sun She's the only one Pretty, pretty in the sun Pretty, pretty in the sun She's the only one Pretty on the sun She's the only one Pretty on the sun She's the only one Pretty on the sun She's the only, she's the only one |
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from Galahad - Sleepers (1995)
Sleeping beauty, rest thine eyes
What lies beneath, your fragrant disguise A natural blossom, of nature's colours Born to woo, attracting a fervour In a fading half-light, leading the way Adorned with the robes of a queen's display Moving in silence, a memory that was sold Along with my heart a long time ago Sleeping beauty, rest thine eyes Pictures of bliss, foreboding sighs Reei with delight, in a satin mirage Raising a smile, I lie at your charge No need to awaken, no sounds of the dawn A silent approach, a new love is born? But it dies as it reaches, and soon turns so cold As did my desire, a long time ago A long time ago |
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from Galahad - Following Ghosts (1999)
Mistakes, mistakes ... I know you don't make 'em
Problems, problems ... I know you don't create 'em I know that you know you are never, ever wrong Always blaming somebody else Though we're not sure quite sure who But you and I know because you told me so that it's not you! Because you're ... perfection personified, never lost and never lied Perfection personified, a perfect example to everyone of how not to live your own life! So sad, so sad, you're not aware of your own failings Opinions, opinions ... you've got them by the truckload Even when you don't understand what you're saying But still you amble along in your own perfect bubble Leaving behind you a trail of rubble Whose going to catch you when you finally fall? Because you're ... perfection personified, never lost and never lied Perfection personified, a perfect example to everyone of how not to live your own life! Respectable, infallible, inculpable, unfathomable, not liable Thoroughly objectionable, sitting on a pedestal that's in danger of collapsing ... The epitome of smarm, so smug and self satisfied Safe in your cushy job, plenty of money Devoted family man and a wife who calls you 'honey' You're smiling and we're smiling and we're laughing at you You think you have it made but what you don't realise is that the joke is on you Because you're ... perfection personified, never lost and never lied Perfection personified, a perfect example to everyone of how not to live your own life! |
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from Galahad - In A Moment Of Madness (Tape) (1000)
Gershwin's lost his melody
Louis has lost his brass Poor old Nat King Cole Has lost his backstage pass The band stand waiting for a cue Just to play for you again Jimi baby going crazy While Elvis is getting fat Freddie's nails are cracking snails Peter's make-up is running Through the gallery, the history Our music hall of fame, again And we're drowning in a river of past reflection Caught in the rapids, getting trapped between the rocks H2O - as clear as daylight Memories - as clear as daylight They come flooding back Flooding back to me, for free! There's little John with the squeaky voice Is he coming out to play? Oh! And there's thoughtful Roger You know, I never understood a word he had to say But the band stand waiting for the cue Just to play for you again, and again And we're drowning in a river of past reflection Caught in the rapids, getting trapped between the rocks H2O - as clear as daylight Memories - as clear as daylight They come flooding back Flooding back to me, always for free! SEE THE PARADE... Flooding back Flooding back Flooding back Flooding back Flooding back Flooding back to me Always for free Go! Ritchie B with his cold cup of tea I've seen those photos too Kathy's dreaming Is she still screaming I'm not sure that she can get through There's little Mick with his long, shiny stick He's going to blow you all away These were the heroes with charisma and style Where are the heroes for today? And we're drowning in a river of past reflection Caught in the rapids, getting trapped between the rocks H2O - as clear as daylight Memories - as clear as daylight They come flooding back Flooding back to me, always for free! And we're drowning in a river of past reflection Caught in the rapids, getting trapped between the rocks H2O - as clear as daylight Memories - as clear as daylight They come flooding back Flooding back to me, always for free! There's no one left to lead the parade |
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from Galahad - In A Moment Of Complete Madness (1993)
Gershwin's lost his melody
Louis has lost his brass Poor old Nat King Cole Has lost his backstage pass The band stand waiting for a cue Just to play for you again Jimi baby going crazy While Elvis is getting fat Freddie's nails are cracking snails Peter's make-up is running Through the gallery, the history Our music hall of fame, again And we're drowning in a river of past reflection Caught in the rapids, getting trapped between the rocks H2O - as clear as daylight Memories - as clear as daylight They come flooding back Flooding back to me, for free! There's little John with the squeaky voice Is he coming out to play? Oh! And there's thoughtful Roger You know, I never understood a word he had to say But the band stand waiting for the cue Just to play for you again, and again And we're drowning in a river of past reflection Caught in the rapids, getting trapped between the rocks H2O - as clear as daylight Memories - as clear as daylight They come flooding back Flooding back to me, always for free! SEE THE PARADE... Flooding back Flooding back Flooding back Flooding back Flooding back Flooding back to me Always for free Go! Ritchie B with his cold cup of tea I've seen those photos too Kathy's dreaming Is she still screaming I'm not sure that she can get through There's little Mick with his long, shiny stick He's going to blow you all away These were the heroes with charisma and style Where are the heroes for today? And we're drowning in a river of past reflection Caught in the rapids, getting trapped between the rocks H2O - as clear as daylight Memories - as clear as daylight They come flooding back Flooding back to me, always for free! And we're drowning in a river of past reflection Caught in the rapids, getting trapped between the rocks H2O - as clear as daylight Memories - as clear as daylight They come flooding back Flooding back to me, always for free! There's no one left to lead the parade |
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from Galahad - In A Moment Of Complete Madness (1993)
Your technicolour extravaganza
Has taken my attention A gymnast and a painter Unaware of my affection Your patterns of beauty Decorate the air Your peacefulness and tranquility With all of us you share Dancing in the sunlight Complimenting the day Please, may painted lady I wish for you to stay Please, my painted lady I wish to you to stay |
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from Galahad - Other Crimes And Misdemeanours II (1997)
Your technicolour extravaganza
Has taken my attention A gymnast and a painter Unaware of my affection Your patterns of beauty Decorate the air Your peacefulness and tranquility With all of us you share Dancing in the sunlight Complimenting the day Please, may painted lady I wish for you to stay Please, my painted lady I wish to you to stay |
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from Galahad - In A Moment Of Madness (Tape) (1000)
A burning nostalgia
Singes the damp early evening air As the coffin parades On to a rain sodden stage Set down by the bearers in solemn poise Anticipation mounts, all is still In this heavily charged atmosphere We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... In to the bowl of human celebration Steps our hero to ecstacy out front and they know it! Blinded by the footlights But he knows just where to face With a ready rapport, the performance begins The reunion is almost complete We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... Rael arise from your aerosol guise What a surprise! But no fox in a frock on the rocks (What no fox?) Then in comes the old man Dare I be so beautiful, just like a flower A flower! In the new Jerusalem On comes the seventh star The crowds are going crazy Seven years gone by It's enough to make you cry A feeling of deja vu ensues On the stage once more The band play on and on and on In their old shoes We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... |
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from Galahad - In A Moment Of Complete Madness (1993)
A burning nostalgia
Singes the damp early evening air As the coffin parades On to a rain sodden stage Set down by the bearers in solemn poise Anticipation mounts, all is still In this heavily charged atmosphere We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... In to the bowl of human celebration Steps our hero to ecstacy out front and they know it! Blinded by the footlights But he knows just where to face With a ready rapport, the performance begins The reunion is almost complete We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... Rael arise from your aerosol guise What a surprise! But no fox in a frock on the rocks (What no fox?) Then in comes the old man Dare I be so beautiful, just like a flower A flower! In the new Jerusalem On comes the seventh star The crowds are going crazy Seven years gone by It's enough to make you cry A feeling of deja vu ensues On the stage once more The band play on and on and on In their old shoes We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... |
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from Galahad - Other Crimes And Misdemeanors III (2001)
A burning nostalgia
Singes the damp early evening air As the coffin parades On to a rain sodden stage Set down by the bearers in solemn poise Anticipation mounts, all is still In this heavily charged atmosphere We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... In to the bowl of human celebration Steps our hero to ecstacy out front and they know it! Blinded by the footlights But he knows just where to face With a ready rapport, the performance begins The reunion is almost complete We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... Rael arise from your aerosol guise What a surprise! But no fox in a frock on the rocks (What no fox?) Then in comes the old man Dare I be so beautiful, just like a flower A flower! In the new Jerusalem On comes the seventh star The crowds are going crazy Seven years gone by It's enough to make you cry A feeling of deja vu ensues On the stage once more The band play on and on and on In their old shoes We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... We're lost in nostalgia But look to the future One for the record One for the memory... |
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from Galahad - Following Ghosts (1999)
Follow me in to the ocean blue
Follow me if you want the truth I cannot, but I can talk to you I say nothing, but still you understand I hold my hand out to you Don't be afraid, I come in peace It may seem unusual to you Leave all your cynicism behind you Behind you, leave it behind you Swim with me in the ocean deep Be amazed by all the sights you'll see Don't you worry, you'll still be able to breathe It's another World down here, naturally ... I hold my hand out to you Don't be afraid, I come in peace It may seem unusual to you Leave all your cynicism behind you Behind you, leave it behind you I hold my hand out to you Don't be afraid, I come in peace It may seem unusual to you Leave all your cynicism behind you Leave it behind you Behind you Leave it behind you |
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from Galahad - Following Ghosts (1999)
You promise so much, but deliver so little
Make out you care, despite the fact that you're so fickle Our eyes can see clearly and our ears can hear Still, everything you say is all so unclear Avoiding the questions with the answers you give The con goes on and on, how can we believe? Are you speaking in tongues? or just dodging the issues Or busy stocking up on extra three ply tissues! Myopia, myopia ... too blind to see the truth Myopia, myopia ... as history will prove Myopia, myopia ... where is the real you? Myopia, myopia... True colours, shining through Bland and benign are the politics you deal On both sides of the house, such a slow turning wheel The passion is lacking, the rhetoric is stale How can you succeed where others always fail? Can I have a pair of your rose tinted glasses? So life looks much better for all us lower classes Why should we suffer this barrage of deceit? You only fool yourself when you can't cope with the heat! Myopia, myopia ... too blind to see the truth Myopia, myopia ... as history will prove Redopia, Blueopia ... the onus is on you? Myopia, myopia.... True colours shining through.... |
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from Galahad - Nothing Is Written (1991)
A wave of humility is sweeping across from the East
Former hard line heroes have been humbled to their knees Corridors of power echo with rumours of change Nothing in our history forever stays the same Silent revolution - not a General to be heard People power talking - the power of the spoken word Quiet revolution - a peaceful pragmatic approach Real people power - a subject not often broached The puppet master pulls the strings, the marionettes are weaving In and out, side to side to escape their master's teasing The voice of reason from the Motherland is holding to its course Weeding out dissension and silencing the hawks Silent revolution - not a General to be heard People power talking - the power of the spoken word Quiet revolution - a peaceful pragmatic approach Real people power - a subject not often broached Reform, react, a clearer, brighter destiny Reform, react, a safer world for you and for me Armchair observers might not get the whole picture Who understands everything there is to understand The mere thought of hope and increased democracy Is reward enough in and of itself, well we'll see What of the ordinary people? The one's who've had to suffer Who've lived with austerity And never had the privileged pleasures Silent revolution - not a General to be heard People power talking - the power of the spoken word Quiet revolution - a peaceful pragmatic approach Real people power - a subject not often broached Constructive revolution - building blocks to a better life People power talking - time has come to turn the tide |
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from Galahad - Sleepers (1995)
It's getting late in the evening
And the party is almost over A quarter to three, we are alcohol free And the music's faded away It's just you and me sinking further into the sofa Everybody's gone to say hello to the moon Drifting together into the realms Of another dimension Where nothing is ever Quite as it appears to be Always the unexpected Lurking, around every corner Now it seems we are standing on the middleground A no man's land, hearing unfamiliar sounds My vulnerability, it's scaring me I'm not so sure about this middleground Everything is calm The sounds have all disappeared Get back on the tracks you know There really is nothing to fear As long as we stay on the path that leads to ecstasy Comforting each other, and our minds will be free And now it seems we're caught up in the middleground A no man's land hearing unfamiliar sounds My sensibility, it's deserting me Not so sure about this middleground Now I feel trapped in the middleground It's plain to see, it's not easy When you're caught in the middleground Julius Caesar beware of the Ides They are coming to get you And the house on the hill, is feeling quite ill Too many spirits you know! Poor old Canute cannot hold back the sea Keeps getting confused between reality and fantasy... And now it seems we're leaving the middleground Rising above the chaos on which we're staring down Moving further into the distance Now we're flying away from the middleground Towards the morning and more familiar sounds Not so keen on this great divide Got to keep well clear of the middleground It's quarter to nine and time to rise, again |
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from Galahad - Decade (1997)
It's getting late in the evening
And the party is almost over A quarter to three, we are alcohol free And the music's faded away It's just you and me sinking further into the sofa Everybody's gone to say hello to the moon Drifting together into the realms Of another dimension Where nothing is ever Quite as it appears to be Always the unexpected Lurking, around every corner Now it seems we are standing on the middleground A no man's land, hearing unfamiliar sounds My vulnerability, it's scaring me I'm not so sure about this middleground Everything is calm The sounds have all disappeared Get back on the tracks you know There really is nothing to fear As long as we stay on the path that leads to ecstasy Comforting each other, and our minds will be free And now it seems we're caught up in the middleground A no man's land hearing unfamiliar sounds My sensibility, it's deserting me Not so sure about this middleground Now I feel trapped in the middleground It's plain to see, it's not easy When you're caught in the middleground Julius Caesar beware of the Ides They are coming to get you And the house on the hill, is feeling quite ill Too many spirits you know! Poor old Canute cannot hold back the sea Keeps getting confused between reality and fantasy... And now it seems we're leaving the middleground Rising above the chaos on which we're staring down Moving further into the distance Now we're flying away from the middleground Towards the morning and more familiar sounds Not so keen on this great divide Got to keep well clear of the middleground It's quarter to nine and time to rise, again |
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from Galahad - Sleepers (1995)
Part One: Even The Brightest Burn
We had it good in the eighties Everything coming up roses We were drowning in success Only dealing with the best Really couldn't care about the rest They meant nothing to us MONEY POWER GREED Porsche 911, penthouse over the Thames We had everything we desired But the bubble had to burst Unless we gave out first We never thought it was an option SELF-DECEIT SELF-CORRUPT We live and learn Even the brightest burn We live and learn Each of us has our turn We rage and scorn Don't even know we are born We live and learn Even the brightest burn Sure enough the big bang came We were finally out of the game Dizzy heights that we had scaled Proved too much - we'd finally failed Nothing left but rubble and dust But now it all seems like A perfect blessing in disguise A learning experience To which we are now wise SELF-REALISATION REGAINING SELF-ESTEEM We live and learn Even the brightest burn We live and learn Each of us has our turn We rage and scorn Don't even know we are born We live and learn Even the brightest burn But now I've got all in a better perspective Now I'm back, jiving in the real world I've got the love of a family and friends Self-respect and happiness Nothing more, nothing less It's all that matters to me Part Two - Learning Curve Learning curve Learning curve Rising, falling, arcing Learning curve |
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from Galahad - Classic Rock - Live [live] (1996)
Part One: Even The Brightest Burn
We had it good in the eighties Everything coming up roses We were drowning in success Only dealing with the best Really couldn't care about the rest They meant nothing to us MONEY POWER GREED Porsche 911, penthouse over the Thames We had everything we desired But the bubble had to burst Unless we gave out first We never thought it was an option SELF-DECEIT SELF-CORRUPT We live and learn Even the brightest burn We live and learn Each of us has our turn We rage and scorn Don't even know we are born We live and learn Even the brightest burn Sure enough the big bang came We were finally out of the game Dizzy heights that we had scaled Proved too much - we'd finally failed Nothing left but rubble and dust But now it all seems like A perfect blessing in disguise A learning experience To which we are now wise SELF-REALISATION REGAINING SELF-ESTEEM We live and learn Even the brightest burn We live and learn Each of us has our turn We rage and scorn Don't even know we are born We live and learn Even the brightest burn But now I've got all in a better perspective Now I'm back, jiving in the real world I've got the love of a family and friends Self-respect and happiness Nothing more, nothing less It's all that matters to me Part Two - Learning Curve Learning curve Learning curve Rising, falling, arcing Learning curve |
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from Galahad - In A Moment Of Madness (Tape) (1000)
See the lady there
With flowing golden hair She is the one who knows She is the one who cares Look up to the sky and beyond the sun For it is there from where She chose to come, come come See the clothes she wears Of silk and satin fayre All as pure as The intention that she bears To save our hearts and minds From such as our kind Thus to lead us to Fields of pastures new To end the suffering And pain and misery To alter all our thoughts And the course of history And then the sun may shine As one to us Then disguised as two We all turn to dust Dust, dust, dust And if we should heed And listen closely to This voice from far away From far beyond the sun From a land that once was A reflection of ours now But is also no more But an image of our future times So we must take this as a warning We must listen and understand Because the world won't last forever The glass is running out of sand So we must try We must pull together As one, see reason The lady speaks (she speaks) With a truthful tongue We must listen and act upon This message of salvation Our salvation So we must try and pull together As one and see reason The lady speaks a truthful tongue So we must listen and set upon This message of salvation No need for devastation |
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from Galahad - In A Moment Of Complete Madness (1993)
See the lady there
With flowing golden hair She is the one who knows She is the one who cares Look up to the sky and beyond the sun For it is there from where She chose to come, come come See the clothes she wears Of silk and satin fayre All as pure as The intention that she bears To save our hearts and minds From such as our kind Thus to lead us to Fields of pastures new To end the suffering And pain and misery To alter all our thoughts And the course of history And then the sun may shine As one to us Then disguised as two We all turn to dust Dust, dust, dust And if we should heed And listen closely to This voice from far away From far beyond the sun From a land that once was A reflection of ours now But is also no more But an image of our future times So we must take this as a warning We must listen and understand Because the world won't last forever The glass is running out of sand So we must try We must pull together As one, see reason The lady speaks (she speaks) With a truthful tongue We must listen and act upon This message of salvation Our salvation So we must try and pull together As one and see reason The lady speaks a truthful tongue So we must listen and set upon This message of salvation No need for devastation |
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from Galahad - Following Ghosts (1999)
Floating in the dead sea salts, staring at the sky above
Watching all the payloads pass, crushing the peace white dove Turning the pages of a paper, images of hate and war Tweaking at my conscience, what is it all for? Drifting ion the dead sea salts, staring at the endless blue Looking for another opening, trying to get some truth Should I stay above or should I go below Would I find a better place to drown in my sorrow? Karma for one, karma for one Lost in my world Silent in my world Karma for one, karma for one Safe in my world Me and my karma for one Lying in the dead sea salts, staring at the vapour trails The beauty of the beast above, such irony beguiling me Aloof and alone in the sky, I wonder if they wonder why? Pushing the button of fate, another terrorist state Soaking in the dead sea salts, waiting for the World to turn I could wait a million years in this pool of salty tears Maybe I should drift away lighten the weight on my shoulders Could I find a better way to live all my tomorrows? Karma for one, karma for one Lost in my world Silent in my world Karma for one, karma for one Safe in my world Me and my karma for one Shooting up the shanty towns, blowing holes in the roads to freedom A sad matter of a sick deja vu, yes we've seen it all before Bathing in the blood of the victims of yet another war of attrition It never had to be but it is, it is now, it is here, it is real Here in the heart of the Holy Land, surely there's some contradiction Here's to the end Cheers to the end Here's to the end! |
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from Galahad - Sleepers (1995)
I dreamt of you
Skirt billowing in the breeze Angelic smile on your pretty face So young, so fresh Like new leaves in the springtime It makes me shudder When I think of what happened Julie Anne - is that you that I can hear? Julie Anne - are you trying to call my name? Julie Anne - I'll never forget you as long as I live Julie Anne - there'll always be a place for you in my heart Laughing and fooling In the long grass of summer Chasing in circles around the old tower Fond recollections Of the best days of our lives No one can take those memories away Julie Anne - I can sense that you are near Julie Anne - are you trying to call my name? Julie Anne - I'll never leave you as long as I live Julie Anne - there'll always be a place for you in my heart Slow motion miracles So vivid, so real Julie Anne - is that you that I can hear? Julie Anne - are you trying to call me? Are you trying to call my name ? Julie Anne - I'll never forget you as long as I live Julie Anne - there'll always be a place for you in my heart Julie Anne - is that you, is that you that I can hear? Are you trying to call me? There'll always be a place for you in my heart Julie Anne - are you trying to call me? Are you trying to call my name? |
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from Galahad - Following Ghosts (1999)
Like a jigsaw, our inheritance builds us, moulds us
As individuals, hybrids, mongrels Never quite perfect, but perfect in our own way We are different from our kin, though parts of us are the same There is a part of me that is my ancestry Therefore am I not free, am I unique? I am imago We are imago We are all imago Imago We carry traits of our relatives Through generations of gradual change We carry on the order natural chaos that binds us In to living, breathing human or not so human beings But our legacy, offspring keeps us searching through tinted eyes There is a part of me that is my ancestry Therefore am I not free, am I unique? I am imago We are imago We are all imago Imago I am imago We are imago We are all imago Imago |
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from Galahad - Live In Poland - Resonance [live] (2006)
I could be God or I could be the Devil
I could be a force for good or I could be evil I can smile like an Angel Or I can roar like a demon I can be timid, quiet as a mouse Or I could go crazy like a psycho killer I could be human, shock horror Or perhaps some otherworldly creature Which way will I go? It really depends on how I feel I can always be God He can exist deep inside of me But it doesn't make me better or a better person Perhaps it just gives me an excuse to do just what I want to do God and the Devil are not so different Both manipulate in their own ways Which way shall I go? It really depends on how I feel Am I happy or am I sad Am I rational or am I mad It's all a matter of perspective Yes I guess it's all relative Am I the poison Am I the vice It's for someone else to decide... I COULD BE GOD I could behave like a crazed maniac Or I could sit quietly watching the carnage on the TV But I'm still the same multi faceted me It seems so ridiculous as I sit there moulded to the sofa Contentedly sipping my Earl Grey tea I can hide behind my own God He will forgive me all of my sins Give me carte blanche to do what I want Just as long as I repent And it's all a matter of perspective Yes I guess it's all relative Am I the poison Am I the vice It's for someone else to decide... I COULD BE GOD Sanity, insanity, there's a fine line between the two You can see me how you want to see me now I got a different perception to you But it could be a different me to what others may see, you see? And you may be a different you to what you perceive as being you You could be God too... You could be got to You could be God too... You could be got to... I could be God too... I can hide behind my own God He will forgive me all of my sins Give me carte blanche to do what I want Just as long as I repent And it's all a matter of perspective Yes I guess it's all relative Am I the poison Am I the vice It's for someone else to decide I COULD BE GOD... I COULD BE GOD |
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from Galahad - Empires Never Last (2007)
I could be God or I could be the Devil
I could be a force for good or I could be evil I can smile like an Angel Or I can roar like a demon I can be timid, quiet as a mouse Or I could go crazy like a psycho killer I could be human, shock horror Or perhaps some otherworldly creature Which way will I go? It really depends on how I feel I can always be God He can exist deep inside of me But it doesn't make me better or a better person Perhaps it just gives me an excuse to do just what I want to do God and the Devil are not so different Both manipulate in their own ways Which way shall I go? It really depends on how I feel Am I happy or am I sad Am I rational or am I mad It's all a matter of perspective Yes I guess it's all relative Am I the poison Am I the vice It's for someone else to decide... I COULD BE GOD I could behave like a crazed maniac Or I could sit quietly watching the carnage on the TV But I'm still the same multi faceted me It seems so ridiculous as I sit there moulded to the sofa Contentedly sipping my Earl Grey tea I can hide behind my own God He will forgive me all of my sins Give me carte blanche to do what I want Just as long as I repent And it's all a matter of perspective Yes I guess it's all relative Am I the poison Am I the vice It's for someone else to decide... I COULD BE GOD Sanity, insanity, there's a fine line between the two You can see me how you want to see me now I got a different perception to you But it could be a different me to what others may see, you see? And you may be a different you to what you perceive as being you You could be God too... You could be got to You could be God too... You could be got to... I could be God too... I can hide behind my own God He will forgive me all of my sins Give me carte blanche to do what I want Just as long as I repent And it's all a matter of perspective Yes I guess it's all relative Am I the poison Am I the vice It's for someone else to decide I COULD BE GOD... I COULD BE GOD |
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