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And the Sun Still Burns Away - Ten Years After |
A thousand cities in the night Each one waiting for the light Ten million people plan their day As the sun still burns away As the earth just spins in space People plan their daily race As the sun still burns away Few say 'Thank you for the day' All the people in their lives Forget to look up at the skies They exist another day As the sun still burns away I just wonder how long we last When the final die is cast Every day brings forth the time When the sun forgets to shine Yeah When the sun, don't forget to shine A thousand cities in the night Each one waiting for the light Ten million people plan their day As the sun still burns away Let it shine on me, God Let it shine, baby |
Autumn's Child - Captain Beefheart and the Magic Band |
Go back ten years ago Sunbeams dancing round Go back ten years ago Sunbeams dancing down Autumn's child Autumn's child Autumn's child got a loophole round her finger Halo rings her head Cornhusk hair makes me linger A cat's stare meets my dare A mad stare greets my stare Gonna be my wife today she said Gonna be my wife gonna spice my life she said Go back ten years ago Sunbeams everywhere Go back ten years ago Sunbeams fill the air Harvest moon be nimble Apples dunk and tremble Fish pond streak of time Found a child I had to find Apples shine share together Got the time to make her mine Fish pond streaks love kind Found a child I had to find Autumn's child, I met her at a balloon bus picnic Ooo! She caught me with the beauty queen With jade-green eyes Buttons and bows and fancy ties The feet of dust under trees of rust Make them sandals gambol under knees of trust Gonna be my wife gonna spice my life gonna be my wife today she said Gonna be my wife gonna spice my life she said Go back ten years ago Sunbeams shining down Go back ten years ago Sunbeams glancing round Autumn's child Autumn's child Autumn's child Autumn's child |
Better By You Better Than Me - Spooky Tooth |
You could find a way to speak my passion You listen to the blood flow in my vein You hear the teaching of the wind Tell her what I'm like within I can't find the words My mind is dim It's better by you better than me Guess you'll have to tell her how I tried To speak the thoughts I've held so long inside Tell her now I've got to go Out in the streets and down the shore Tell her the world's not much living for It's better by you better than me It's better by you better than me You can tell what I want it to be You can say what I only can see It's better by you better than me Guess I'll have to change my way of living Only really know the way I feel Guess I'll learn to fight and kill Tell her not to wait until Finds my blood upon her windowsill It's better by you better than me It's better by you better than me You can say what I only can see You can tell what I want it to be Better by you better than me |
Big Rock Candy Mountain - Harry McClintock |
One evening as the sun went down And the jungle fire was burning Down the track came a hobo hiking And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning I'm headed for a land that's far away Besides the crystal fountains So come with me, we'll go and see The Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains There's a land that's fair and bright Where the handouts grow on bushes And you sleep out every night Where the boxcars all are empty And the sun shines every day On the birds and the bees And the cigarette trees The lemonade springs Where the bluebird sings In the Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains All the cops have wooden legs And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs The farmers' trees are full of fruit And the barns are full of hay Oh I'm bound to go Where there ain't no snow Where the rain don't fall The wind don't blow In the Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains You never change your socks And the little streams of alcohol Come trickling down the rocks The brakemen have to tip their hats And the railway bulls are blind There's a lake of stew And of whiskey too You can paddle all around them In a big canoe In the Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains The jails are made of tin And you can walk right out again As soon as you are in There ain't no short-handled shovels No axes, saws or picks I'm bound to stay Where you sleep all day Where they hung the jerk That invented work In the Big Rock Candy Mountains (Whistle) I'll see you all this coming fall In the Big Rock Candy Mountains |
Blues Power - Eric Clapton |
Bet you didn't think I knew how to rock 'n' roll Oh, I got the boogie-woogie right down in my very soul There ain't no need for me to be a wallflower 'Cause now I'm living on blues power I knew all the time but now I'm gonna let you know I'm gonna keep on rocking, moving fast or slow Ain't gonna stop until the twenty-fifth hour 'Cause now I'm living on blues power Talking to you, now The boogie's gonna pull me through Keep on, keep on, keep on rocking Keep on, keep on, keep on rocking Keep on, keep on, keep on rocking |
Can Blue Men Sing the Whites - Bonzo Dog Band |
Oh Lord, wish my bed wasn't silken sheets so tight I've got to keep my strength up, got to do a show tonight I have a sip of coffee while I'm taking in the news Don't need to have a shave 'cause I gotta sing the blues Well I think I'll get a massage, maye lose a little fat So I have to go downtown in my bran' new Cadillac My valet comes and dresses me, I light a big cigar 'Cause I like to look like Nimrod when riding in my car Can blue men sing the whites, or are they hypocrites for singing. Woo, woo, wooh? Not it's getting near the time, I've got to make the scene I change out of my dark grey mohair suit, put on my dirty jeans The band comes round to pick my up, I holler 'Hello boys' I gotta mess my hair up, gonna make some noise Can blue men sing the whites, or are they hypocrites for singing. Woo, woo, wooh? |
Deserted Cities of the Heart - Cream |
On this street where time has died The golden treat you never tried In times of old, in days gone by If I could catch a dancing eye It was on the way, on the road to dreams Now my heart's drowned in your love stream The street is cold, it's trees are gone The star is told that dark has won Once we set sail to catch a star We had to fail, it was too far It was on the way, on the road to dreams Now my heart's drowned in your love stream I felt the wind shout like a drum You said: My friend, the end has come It couldn't last, it had to stop We've drained it all to the last drop It was on the way, on the road to dreams Now my heart's drowned in your love stream Now my heart's drowned in your love stream On this dark street the sun is black The winter life is coming back On this dark street it's cold inside There's no retreat from time that's died It was on the way, on the road to dreams Now my heart's drowned in your love stream Now my heart's drowned in your love stream Now my heart's drowned in your love |
Draft Resister - Steppenwolf |
He was talking 'bout the army While he passed his pipe around An American deserter Who found peace on Swedish ground He had joined to seek adventure And to prove himeself a man But they tried to crush his spirit Till his conscience ruined the plan At the thought of those who suffer For the sake of honesty All those who refuse to follow Traitors to humanity Here's to all the draft resisters Who will fight for sanity When they march 'em off to prison In this land of liberty Heed the threat and awesome power Of the mighty Pentagon Which is wasting precious millions On the toys of Washington Don't forget the draft resisters In their silent, lonely plea When they march 'em off to prison They will go for you and me Shame, disgrace and dishonour Wrongly placed upon their heads Will not rob them of the courage Which betrays their innocence |
Electricity - Captain Beefheart and the Magic Band |
Singin through you to me Thunderbolts caught easily Shouts the truth peacefully Electricity High voltage man kisses night to bring the light to those who need to hide their shadow-deed Go into bright find the light and know that friends don't mind just how you grow Midnight cowboy stained in black reads dark roads without a map Free-seeking electricity, seeking electricity Midnight cowboy stained in black reads dark roads without a map Free-seeking electricity, seeking electricity Lighthouse beacon straight ahead straight ahead across black seas to bring Seeking electricity High voltage man kisses night to bring the light to those who need to hide their shadow-deed hide their shadow-deed High voltage man kisses night to bring the light to those who need to hide their shadow-deed hide their shadow-deed Seek electricity Seek electricity Electricity aaahhhh Seek electricity, seek electricity Electricity aaahhhh |
John Barleycorn - Traffic |
There were 3 men came out of the west Their fortunes for to try And these 3 men made a solemn vow John Barleycorn must die They've ploughed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in Threw clods upon his head And these 3 men made a solemn vow John Barleycorn was dead They've let him lie for a very long time Till the rains from heaven did fall And little Sir John sprung up his head And so amazed them all They've let him stand to mid-summer's day Till he looked both pale and gold And little Sir John's grown a long, long beard And so become a man They've hired men with the scythe so sharp To cut him off at the knee They've rolled him and tied him by the waist Serving him most barbarously They've hired men with the sharp pitchfork Who gripped him to the heart And the loader has served him worse than that For he's bound him to the cart They've wheeled him around and around a field Till they came unto a barn And there they made a solemn oath On poor John Barleycorn They've hired men with the crafty sticks To cut him skin from bone And the miller he has served him worse than that For he's ground him between 2 stones And little Sir John and the nut-brown broth And he's brandy in the glass And little Sir John and the nut-brown broth Proved the strongest man at last The huntsman he can't hunt the fox Nor to so loudly to blow his horn And the tinker he can't mend kettle nor pots Without a little barleycorn |
Not So Sweet Martha Lorraine - Country Joe and the Fish |
She hides in a library concealed on a shelf Behind volumes of literature based on herself And runs across the pages like some tiny elf Knowing that it's hard to find Stuff way back in her mind Winds up spending all of her time Trying to memorize every line Sweet Lorraine Ah, sweet Lorraine Sweet lady of death wants me to die So she can come sit by my bedside and sigh And wipe away the tears from all my friends eyes Then, softly, she will explain Just exactly who was to blame For causing me to go insane And finally blow out my brains Sweet Lorraine Ah, sweet Lorraine Well, you know it's a shame and a pity You were raised up in the city And you never learned nothing about country ways Oh, about country ways The joy of life she dresses in black With celestial secrets engraved in her back And her face keeps flashing that she's got the knack But you know when you look into her eyes All she's learned she's had to memorize The only way you'll ever get her high Is to let her do her thing and watch you die Sweet Lorraine Ah, sweet Lorraine Now, she's the one who gives us all those magical things And reads us stories out of the I Ching Then she passes out a whole new basket of rings That, when you put on your hand Makes you one the angel band And gives you the power to be a man But what it does for her you never quite understand Sweet Lorraine Ah, sweet Lorraine Well, you know it's a shame and a pity You were raised up in the city And you never learned nothing about country ways Oh, about country ways Oh, about country ways Yeah, about country ways |
Orange Claw Hammer - Captain Beefheart and the Magic Band |
A thick cloud caught a Piper Cub's tail The match struck blue on a railroad rail The old puff horse was just pulling thru And a man wore a pegleg forever I'm on the bum where the hobos run The air breaks with filthy chatter Oh I don't care, there's no place there I don't think it matters My skin's blazing thru And my clothes in tatters And the railroad looks Like a 'Y' up the hill of ladders One shoe fell on the ground One stick poked down Grey of age fell down on a pair of ears An eagle shined thru my holey watch pocket A gingham girl baby girl Passed me by in tears A jack rabbit raised his folded ears A beautiful sagebrush jack rabbit And an oriole sang like an orange, his breast full of worms And his tail clawed the evening like a hammer His wings took to air like a bomber And my rain can caught me a cup of water When I got in to town Odd jobs man, ah, your horse I'll fodder I'm the round house man I once was your father A little way up the road a wooden candy stripe barber pole And above it read a sign: Painless Parker Licorice twisted around under a fly And a youngster cocked her eye God! Before me if I'm not crazy is my daughter Come little one with your little old dimpled fingers Gimme one And I'll buy you a cherry phosphate Take you down to the foaming briny water And show you the wooden tits On the goddess with the pole out full sail That tempted away your peglegged father I was shanghaied by a high hat beavered mustached man And his pirate friend I woke up in vomit and beer in a banana bin And a soft lass with brown skin Bore me seven babies with snapping black eyes And beautiful ebony skin And here it is I'm with you my daughter Thirty years away can make a seaman's eyes A round house man's eyes Flow out water, salt water |
Our Love Was, Is - The Who |
Our Love Was Our love was famine, frustration We only acted out of imitation Of what we knew it should have been And then suddenly Our love was flying Our love was soaring Our love was shining Like a summer morning Flying, soaring Shining, morning Never leaving Lying, dying Love love love long Love love love long Love love love long Love love love long Love love love long Love love love long Love love love long Love love love long Love love love long Love love love long Love love love long Love love love long Our love was flying Our love was soaring Our love was shining Like a summer morning Our love was famine, frustration We only acted out an imitation Of what we knew it should have been And then suddenly ... Our love was flying Our love was soaring Our love was shining Like a summer morning |
Percy Parslow's Hamster Farm - The Liverpool Scene |
On Percy Parslow's Hamster Farm The sympathetic hamster man Creates a world of gentle calm Try and find it if you can The Lantern cafe where we ate The telephone, the London bus The fact we are an hour late Does not worry him or us Beneath the lantern as we talk A dovecote full of fantail doves Flutters above a captive hawk Proximity of hate and love Better take the hamster man's advice And never stroke the spiny mice A mynah bird in lofty cage Speaks not a word in silent rage Old ladies in chinchilla coats Come down to see the little farm And say amongst the dogs and goats "How can man do small creatures harm?" "Do you like the flowers?" asks the man "Then come with me and look at mine" "See over there the people live" "In mushrooms by the railway line" The day is ending, night's unfurled It's time to go it's getting late We hate to leave this other world To shut behind us like a gate Down on Percy Parslow's Hamster Farm The sympathetic hamster man Creates a world of gentle calm Try and find it if you can |
Porpoise Mouth - Country Joe and the Fish |
The white ducks fly on past the sun Their wings flash silver at the moon While waters rush down the mountain tongue My organs play a circus tune I dance to the wonder of your feet And sing to the joy of your knees The cold white dress on the mountain breast Paints the frozen trees The maple plants patterns in the sky Its leaves to kiss the wind While scores of glittering bugs and flies Dance polkas on her limbs I whistle symphonies of your face And laugh for your hair so fine In startled greens of playground grass A child jumps a rope to a rhyme Reeds and brass the marching drums Make a joyous sound Trees bend o'er with nuts and plums And fall to find the ground I hunger for your porpoise mouth And stand direct for love The sun burns up the winter sky And all the earth is love |
Rest Cure - The Crazy World of Arthur Brown |
When this world is getting you down And nothing is in its right place When friends are running you down And you can't seem to find the right face All you want is me All you need is me To give you Rest Cure for all your ills Rest Cure to make the world stand still Rest Cure and the world will bring you down no more When living becomes just a task And your burden's too heavy to bear And life is travelling so fast That colours become just a glare You can lean on me And take my eyes to see To give you Rest Cure for all your ills Rest Cure to make the world stand still Rest Cure and the world will bring you down no more Take my hand And I'll show you where Laove can banish All your worries and despair When you can't cling on to the past 'Cause you're not proud of everything you've done And each moment seems like your last 'Cause you're robbed of all you've won To give you Rest Cure for all your ills Rest Cure to make the world stand still Rest Cure and the world will bring you down no more |
Sandcastle - Pete Brown and His Battered Ornaments |
It was the greatest little sandcastle We built it at night When the sea digests it's icecream cartons Though the tide Yes the tide Was coming in Gave it a moat And a light drawbridge We built it so right To keep out the newspapers and raiders Though the tide Yes the tide Was coming in Gave it a rock For a foundation Then you ask me: What is it? Colditz Castle? Well I answered Jerusalem I answered Jerusalem They took the best day on my entire life To the hospital Put in on the operating table And the tide Yes the tide Was going out Now I'm alone on the sea-front It's the end of the summer And I can tell I read the good old times Between the lines on my head Looking sadly past the deserted funfare Where it used to be Chatting up the naked ladies on my tie Chatting up the naked ladies on my tie It was the greatest little sandcastle We built it at night When the sea digests it's icecream cartons Though the tide Yes the tide Oh the tide Was coming in La da da da da dah da da da da ... |
Something To Say - Spooky Tooth |
So, what can I say but thank you, dear For sharing the few things you have Oh, I'd like to say, I'm glad you're here And hope my leaving is not sad Soon I'll have to go, get back on the road Then I'll have no reason left at all In times it's hard to say the things I feel To wonder while I've known so long Oh, you still remain so sure and real Ev'rything is going wrong But soon I'll have to go, get back on the road Then I'll have no reason left at all Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it for me, please Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it before I leave Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it from your heart Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it before I part So, what can I say but thank you, dear For sharing the few things you have Oh, I'd like to say, I'm glad you're here And hope my leaving is not sad Yeah, soon I'll have to go, get back on the road Then I'll have no reason left at all Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it for me, please Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it before I leave Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it from your heart Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it before I part .... Oh, have you somethin' to say Oh, have you somethin' to say Oh, have you somethin' to say |
Son of your Father - Spooky Tooth |
I'll catch the tramline in the morning With your leave Van Bushell said He had further heard the cock crow As he stumbled out the shed Then blind Joseph came towards him With a shotgun in his arms He said you'll pay me twenty dollars Before you leave my farm Van Bushell saw the hook Which replaced Joseph's hand He said now calm you down my brother Let's discuss this man to man It's no good you getting angry We must try to act our age You're pursuing your convictions Like some hermit in a cage You're the son of your father Try a little bit harder Do for me as he would do for you With blood and water, bricks and mortar He built for you a home You're the son of your father So treat me as your own Well slowly Joseph well he lowered the rifle And he emptied out the shells Van Bushell he came towards him He shook his arm and wished him well He said now hey blind man that is fine But I sure can't waste my time So move aside and let me go my way I've got a train to ride Well Joseph turned around His grin was now a frown He said let me just refresh your mind Your manners boy seem hard to find You're the son of your father Try a little bit harder Do for me as he would do for you With blood and water, bricks and mortar He built for you a home You're the son of your father So treat me as your own You're the son of your father So treat me as your own You're the son of your father So treat me as your own |
Suzanne - Leonard Cohen |
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night beside her And you know that she's half crazy But that's why you want to be there And she feeds you tea and oranges That come all the way from China And just when you mean to tell her That you have no love to give her Then she gets you on her wavelength And she lets the river answer That you've always been her lover And you want to travel with her And you want to travel blind And you know that she will trust you For you've touched her perfect body with your mind. And Jesus was a sailor When he walked upon the water And he spent a long time watching From his lonely wooden tower And when he knew for certain Only drowning men could see him He said "All men will be sailors then Until the sea shall free them" But he himself was broken Long before the sky would open Forsaken, almost human He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone And you want to travel with him And you want to travel blind And you think maybe you'll trust him For he's touched your perfect body with his mind. Now Suzanne takes your hand And she leads you to the river She is wearing rags and feathers From Salvation Army counters And the sun pours down like honey On our lady of the harbour And she shows you where to look Among the garbage and the flowers There are heroes in the seaweed There are children in the morning They are leaning out for love And they will lean that way forever While Suzanne holds the mirror And you want to travel with her And you want to travel blind And you know that you can trust her For she's touched your perfect body with her mind. |
The Wall - Hapshash and the Coloured Coat |
Broken, hungry, ragged and dirty too So many orphans standing in the queue Waiting for their ride Inside this cold I light my match To some I give and from some I snatch I'm in a sighing, savage, downer I've heard it said we're in a D-Day book The names are in a hat and the hat's been shook Lucky dip or lose Hungry beggars who kneel for alms Tattered sleeves and stretch their hands I beseech thee dick, I'm down The wisecrack snapped this, now he's gone Follow the signpost right or wrong Heave a brick and run, it's a bust Cheek for a cheek, kiss for a kiss When told who was it, I tell him this Every joke has got to hurt Have you even fallen weeping at a wall All you anger spilling on the floor Dust to dust, it's free for all Lady one or another I'm going to stick my hand in your pink glove Lick you soul and stare Have you even fallen weeping at a wall All you anger spilling on the floor Dust to dust, it's free for all |
The Wrong Time - Spooky Tooth |
Change is what she said when she left me I laughed as she ran cryin' out the door Time has made me see misery is getting to me I think it's time to take her back once more It's the wrong time It's the wrong place It's the wrong way for me To tell her when it's over It's the wrong time It's the wrong place It's the wrong way for me To see her when it's over Something's gotten into my way of livin' Strange it seems each time I said goodbye I think of all the good she did in givin' And loneliness has made me realize It's the wrong time It's the wrong place It's the wrong way for me To see her when it's over It's the wrong time It's the wrong place It's the wrong way for me To see her when it's over Please allow me to find my own sweet heaven Discontent shown clearly in her eye Way she called my name, I knew the meaning of her game Now I have no pity for her to cry The wrong time The wrong place The wrong way for me To see her when it's over The wrong time The wrong place The wrong way for me To tell her when it's over The wrong time The wrong place The wrong way for me To see her when it's over |
Travelling (New Used Jews Dues) Blues - Pete Brown and His Battered Ornaments |
Going on up the road baby Going to lose myself in the night Got my ticket in my pocket I said Going to take myself the midnight bus I've got so many blues on my mind I'm a black and blue evil cuss And I'm going to Scotland baby Going to find myself some country piece Going to Scotland baby In the highlands going to find myself some country piece Going to find me a tartan woman I said Going to bury myself in her golden fleece Going to Liverpool baby And I'm sorry I can't take you Going to Liverpool baby And I'm sorry that I can't take you There ain't nothing in Liverpool baby That a sophisticated looking woman can do Take me a country woman up the road yeah She's got pools and streams in her heart Take me a country woman yeah She got pools and streams in her heart She's going to love me Right from the very start I'm alone in the night baby And my hair is slowly turning grey I'm alone in the night baby And my hair is slowly turning grey Going to find me a woman with a long black curly brush Going to sweep all my cares away I get on the midnight bus Go rolling on up the road Everybody's looking a little bit uneasy Seats aren't very comfortable Year we're rolling across the country And the colors of the cows are cool I'm not going to spend too long on the road this time Not going to become the road's fool It's cold out here anyway It's warmer inside someone if you can get there I think I'm going to lose these fogs And roll out of all the cities Think I'll take the train And roll across the Pennine chain Ah, that's a little bit more peaceful yeah Think I'm going to soothe my mind None of these cities like Stoke-on-Trent or Stroke-in-Tent or Newcastle underlined Going on up the road you know I said Got my suitcase in my hand Going on up the road I said I've got my suitcase in my hand Inside my little suitcase baby I've got all the cares of this land When I get home baby baby You can, I said, you can peel me a grape When I get home baby You can peel me a grape You can bend over me real low And you can lick me into shape I said baby baby I need you cool hand on my brow I said baby baby I need your cool hand on my brow I want you to take my hand and show me I want you to make me in hand and show me, show me how You come in here baby baby With that small grin on your face You come in here baby And you've got that small grin on your beautiful face But you'd better watch it baby, I said you'd better watch it I'm going to kiss you in a most unusual place Yeah yeah Unexpected travalling blues yeah |
Where There's Woman - Captain Beefheart and the Magic Band |
Where there's truth the green valley stills cottonwood Where there's peace a little cloud of music gleams brotherhood Where there's love I'd be a boy if I could Where there's woman I'd hold her when I should Where there's woman Where there's woman honey wine Where there's woman loving time Where there's love for a lover of my kind Where there's evil a hound's tooth bears white Where there's good is where I'll be tonight Where there's love there burns eternal light Where there's woman I'll take her without spite Where there's woman Where there's woman honey wine Where there's woman lovin' time Where there's love for a lover of my kind Where there's woman (repeat) Maybe a little baby girl ooooooh! |
Woman with a Greasy Heart - Jefferson Airplane |
Lady, you keep asking why he likes you. How come? Wonder why he wants more if he's just had some Boys, she's got more to play with in the way of toys Lady's eyes go off and on with a finger full of glue Her lips are drawn upon her face in come-to-me tattoo Creamy suntan color that fades when she bathes Paper dresses catch on fire and you lose her in the haze Don't ever change lady, he likes you that way Because he just had his hair done and he wants to use your wig He's going off the drug thing cause his veins are getting big He wants to sell his paintings but the market is slow They're only paying him two grams now for a one-man abstract show Don't ever change people even if you can You are your own best toy to play with; remote control hands Made for each other. Made in Japan Woman with a greasy heart, automatic man Don't ever change people. Your face will hit the fan Don't ever change people even if you can Don't change before the empire falls You laugh so hard you crack the walls |
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