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Those Were the Days (1997)
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Wrapping paper in the gutter
Moving slowly as the wind on the sea,
(Faces calling, waves moving)
In your picture on a wall of a house of old times.
(Can you hear me) Can you hear me
(Can you hear me) Wandering sadly?

In the city, feeling pretty,
Down and out and making love to you on the shore,
(Ruined buildings, faces empty)
In the picture as I gaze ahead and don't see
(That they're calling) That they're calling.
(That they're calling) Wandering sadly.

Shattered windows, stairs to nowhere.
(Hear you calling) Hear you calling
(Hear you calling) As I wander so sadly.

Wish I knew what you'd done to me;
Turned me on to things I never knew.
It's all broken, weeds are growing.
Wish I was going home to the house by the shore
(Where you loved me) Where you loved me,
(Where you loved me) Loved me so sadly.

Someday I'll get back, somehow I'll do it.
I'll arrive there and you'll be there to meet me.
(Walk together, tread the weeds down)
Kiss again in the picture on the wall
(Where I loved you) In the old house.
(Where I loved you) Loved you so well.

. . .


Feel when I dance with you,
We move like the sea.
You, you're all I want to know.
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.

I can walk down the street, there's no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes don't see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.

I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.

I can walk down the street, there's no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes don't see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.

Dance floor is like the sea,
Ceiling is the sky.
You're the sun and as you shine on me,
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.

. . .


Driving in my car,
Smoking my cigar,
The only time I'm happy's when I play my guitar.

Sailing in my yacht,
What a lot I got,
Happiness is something that just cannot be bought.

I've been in and I'm out,
I've been up and down,
I don't want to go until I've been all around.

What's it all about,
Anyone in doubt,
I don't want to go until I've found it all out.

. . .


I'm a sleepy time baby,
A sleepy time boy.
Work only maybe,
Life is a joy.

We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time,
Sleepy time time all the time.

Asleep in the daytime,
Asleep at night.
Life is all playtime,
Working ain't right.

We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time,
Sleepy time all the time.

I have my Sunday,
That ain't no lie.
But on Monday morning
Comes my favourite cry.

We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time,
Sleepy time all the time.

. . .


Dreaming about my love,
You bring me joy and hours of happiness,
More or less.
I dream my life away.

Waiting for you to come,
Changing my life for you to emptyness,
Meaningless.
Minutes just drift by.

I don't care if I get nowhere.
I can just dream, and you'll be there.
What else is there to do?

Dreaming about my life,
Where are you now, and when will you
Come to me?
I dream my life away.

I don't care if I get nowhere.
I can just dream, and you'll be there.
What else is there to do?

Dreaming about my love,
You bring me joy and hours of happiness,
More or less.
I dream my life away.

Dreaming, dreaming.

. . .


Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life.
Money, nothing funny; wasting the best of our life.

Sweet wine, hay making, sunshine day breaking.
We can wait till tomorrow.
Car speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling.
We can bide time.

Repeat Second Verse

Repeat First Verse

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Could fill spoons full of diamonds,
Could fill spoons full of gold.
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Will satisfy my soul.

Men lies about it.
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies about it.
Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.

Could fill spoons full of coffee,
Could fill spoons full of tea.
Just a little spoon of your precious love;
Is that enough for me?

Chorus

Could fill spoons full of water,
Save them from the desert sands.
But a little spoon of your forty-five
Saved you from another man.

Chorus

. . .


Alright, alright, alright,
Alright, alright, alright,
Alright, alright, alright,
Alright, alright, alright.

. . .


From four until late,
I was wringing my hands and crying.
From four until late,
I was wringing my hands and crying.
I believe to my soul
That your daddy's Gulfport bound.

From four until late,
She made me a no-good barroom clown.
From four until late,
She made me a no-good barroom clown.
You know, she won't do nothing
But tear a good man's reputation down.

A woman is like a dresser,
Some man always running through its drawers.
A woman is like a dresser,
Some man always running through its drawers.
She cause so many men
To wear an apron overall.

When I leave this town,
I will bid you fare farewell.
When I leave this town,
I will bid you fare farewell.
And when I return again,
You'll have a great long story to tell.

. . .


Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

We were rollin' and tumblin'
Right the whole night long.

We were rollin' and tumblin'
Right the whole night long.

When I woke up this mornin', baby,
All I had was gone.

Well, I rolled my baby,
She's goin' to jump and shout.

Well, I rolled my baby,
She's goin' to jump and shout.

When that train rolls up, boys,
I'm gonna come walkin' on home.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Engine driver blows that whistle,
Fireman rings that bell.

Engine driver blows that whistle,
Fireman rings that bell.

Well, I didn't have time, boys,
To bid my baby farewell.

. . .


chorus
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
(reapt one time)

don't know what to do
don't know what to do
don't know what to do

tired of weeping
tired of moaning
tired of crying for you

chorus

tired of weeping
tired of moaning
tired of groaning for you

chorus repeat 8 times with
one extra I'm glad on 6th time

. . .

Toad

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(traditional)

Wanna go out, baby, to late at night.
Lawdy mama, no need to worry.
Wanna go out, baby, to late at night.
I got a real funny feeling
You're gonna treat your daddy right.

Big-legged woman, come and hold my hand.
Lawdy mama, no need to worry.
Big-legged woman, come and hold my hand.
I got a real funny feeling
You wanna love another man.

. . .


Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.

She's a witch of trouble in electric blue,
In her own mad mind she's in love with you.
With you.
Now what you gonna do?
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.

She's some kind of demon messing in the glue.
If you don't watch out it'll stick to you.
To you.
What kind of fool are you?
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.

On a boat in the middle of a raging sea,
She would make a scene for it all to be
Ignored.
And wouldn't you be bored?
Strange brew --kill what's inside of you.

Strange brew, strange brew, strange brew, strange brew.
Strange brew --kill what's inside of you.

. . .


It's getting near dawn,
When lights close their tired eyes.
I'll soon be with you my love,
To give you my dawn surprise.
I'll be with you darling soon,
I'll be with you when the stars start falling.

I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love.

I'm with you my love,
The light's shining through on you.
Yes, I'm with you my love,
It's the morning and just we two.
I'll stay with you darling now,
I'll stay with you till my seeds are dried up.

Chorus

Second Verse

I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love.

. . .


Outside my window is a tree
Outside my window is a tree
There only for me
And it stands in the grey of the city
No time for pity for the tree or me

There is a world of pain
In the falling rain
Around me

Is there a reason for today?
Is there a reason for today?
Do you remember?
I can hear all the cries of the city
No time for pity for a growing tree

There is a world of pain
In the falling rain
Around me

Outside my window is a tree
Outside my window is a tree
There only for me
And it stands in the grey of the city
No time for pity for the tree or me

There is a world of pain
In the falling rain
Around me

. . .


Gonna build myself a castle
High up in the clouds.
There'll be skies outside my window,
Lose these streets and crowds.

Dance the night away.

Will find myself an ocean;
Sail into the blue.
Live with golden swordfish;
Forget the time of you.

Dance the night away.

Dance myself to nothing;
Vanish from this place.
Gonna turn myself to shadow
So I can't see your face.

Dance the night away.

. . .


Don't take the wrong direction passing through
Instead of deep reflection of what's true,
For it's a combination of judgements made by you
That cause a deep dejection all the way through.

No relaxation, no conversation, no variation
In a very dark blue, blue condition.

Early rising every day,
You must be enterprising in your way,
For you will hear no laughter, nor see the sun;
Life would be one disaster all the way through.

No relaxation, no conversation, no variation
In a very dark blue, blue condition.

Don't take the wrong direction passing through
Instead of deep reflection of what's true,
For it's a combination of judgements made by you
That cause a deep dejection all the way through.

No relaxation, no conversation, no variation
In a very dark blue, blue condition.

No relaxation, no conversation, no variation
In a very dark blue, blue condition.

. . .


You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever,
But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun.

And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids,
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses:
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing,
For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white laced lips.

And you see a girl's brown body dancing through the turquoise,
And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body,
Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.

The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands
With tales of brave Ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing.

The tiny purple fishes run lauging through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

. . .


Coming to me in the morning, leaving me at night.
Coming to me in the morning, leaving me alone.
You've got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard.

Running to me a-cryin' when he throws you out.
Running to me a-cryin', on your own again.
You've got that pure feel, such good responses,
But the picture has a mustache.

You're coming to me with that soulful look on your face,
Coming looking like you've never ever done one wrong thing.

You're coming to me with that soulful look on your face.
You're coming looking like you've never ever done one wrong thing.

So many fantastic colors; I feel in a wonderland.
Many fantastic colors makes me feel so good.
You've got that pure feel, such good responses.
You've got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard.

. . .


Please open your eyes.
Try to realize.
I found out today we're going wrong,
We're going wrong.

Please open your mind.
See what you can find.
I found out today we're going wrong,
We're going wrong.

We're going wrong.
We're going wrong.
We're going wrong.

. . .


If you lose your money,
Great God, don't lose your mind.
If you lose your money,
Great God, don't lose your mind.
And if you lose your woman,
Please don't fool with mine.

I'm gonna buy me a bulldog,
Watch my lady whilst I sleep.
I'm gonna buy me a bulldog,
Watch my lady whilst I sleep.
'Cause women these days,
They're so doggone crooked,
That they might make off 'fore day creep.

Well, you can't watch your wife
And your outside women, too.
You know you can't watch your wife
And your outside women's, too.
'Cause when you're out with your women,
Your wife will be at home,
Cooking your food, doing your dirt.
Buddy, what you trying to do?

You can't watch your wife
And your outside women's, too.
You know you can't watch your wife
And your outside women, too.
When you're out with your women,
Your wife will be at home,
Doing a dirt, cooking your food.
Buddy, what you trying to do?

. . .


Take it back, take it back,
Take that thing right out of here.
Right away, far away,
Take that thing right out of here.

Don't let them take me
To where streams are red.
I want to stay here
And sleep in my own bed.
Need all your loving,
Long blonde hair.
Don't let them take me,
'Cause I'm easily scared.
Take it back, take it back,
Take that thing right out of here.

Take it back, take it back,
Take that thing right out of here.
Right away, far away,
Take that thing right out of here.

I got this great need,
The need to stay alive.
Not ashamed of my creed,
I've got to survive.
So come on, baby,
Don't go away.
Just let them save me
For a rainy day.
Take it back, take it back,
Take that thing right out of here.

I got this need,
The need to stay alive.
Not ashamed of my creed,
I've got to survive.
So come on, baby,
Don't go away.
Just let them save me
For a rainy day.
Take it back, take it back,
Take that thing right out of here.

Take it back, take it back,
Take that thing right out of here.
Right away, far away,
Take that thing right out of here.

I got this thing;
I've got to keep it sharp.
Don't go to places
Where it won't shine in the dark.
So come on, baby,
Don't go away.
Just let them save me
For a rainy day.
Take it back, take it back,
Take that thing right out of here.

. . .


Are we wallin'? A-one, a-two, a-three, a-four...

A mother was washing her baby one night,
The youngest of ten and a delicate mite.
The mother was poor, and the baby was thin;
'Twas naught but a skeleton covered with skin.

The mother turned 'round for a soap off the rack.
She was only a moment, but a-when she turned back,
Her baby had gone, and in anguish, she cried,
"Oh, where 'as my baby gone?" The angels replied,

"Oh, your baby has gone down the plug-'ole.
Oh, your baby has gone down the plug.
The poor little thing was so skinny and thin,
He should 'ave been washed in a jug, in a jug.

Your baby is perfectly happy;
He won't need a bath anymore.
He's a-muckin' about with the angels above,
Not lost, but gone before."

Thank you.
Do you wanna do it again?

. . .


In a white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment.
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines;
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
You said no strings could secure you at the station.
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.
I walked into such a sad time at the station.
As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning.
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back;
Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves.
At the party she was kindest in the hard crowd.
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten.
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes.
She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd;
Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.

. . .


One summer day, she went away;
Gone and left me, she's gone to stay.

She's gone, but I don't worry:
I'm sitting on top of the world.

All the summer, worked all this fall.
Had to take Christmas in my overalls.

Chorus

Going down to the freight yard, gonna catch me a freight train.
Going to leave this town; worked and got to home.

Chorus

. . .


It is a cold winter
Away is the songbird
And gone is her traveller
She waits at home

The sun is on holiday
No leaves on the trees
The animals sleep
While cold north wind blows

The snowflakes are falling
The roof a white blanket
There's ice on the windowpane
She waits alone

She sits by the fireside
The room is so warm
Her children are sleeping
She waits in their home

Passing the time
Passing the time
Everything fine
Passing the time, having the wine
Passing the time, drinking red wine
Passing the time, everything fine
Passing the time, drinking red wine
Passing the time, everything fine
Passing the time, drinking red wine
Passing the time, everything fine
Passing the time, wine and time rhyme
Passing the time

It is a long winter
Away is the summer
She waits for her traveller
So far from home

She sits by the fireside
The room is so warm
There's ice on the window
She's lonely alone

. . .


Let's go down to where it's clean
To see the time that might have been.
The tides have carried off the beach.
As you said,
The sun is out of reach.

Let's go back to where it's clean
To see what year it might have been.
The roads have carried off the smiles.
As you said,
To judge them at the trials.

So let's go back to now that's bad
To see the time we might have had.
The rails have carried off the trains.
As you said,
I'll never come again, again, again, again.

. . .


Pressed rat and warthog have closed down their shop.
They didn't want to; 'twas all they had got.
Selling atonal apples, amplified heat,
And pressed rat's collection of doglegs and feet.

Sadly, they left, telling no one goodbye.
Pressed rat wore red jodhpurs, warthog a striped tie.
Between them, they carried a three-legged sack,
Went straight round the corner and never came back.

Pressed rat and warthog have closed down their shop.
The bad captain madman had told them to stop
Selling atonal apples, amplified heat,
And pressed rat's collection of doglegs and feet.

The bad captain madman had ordered their fate.
He laughed and stomped off with a nautical gate.
The gate turned into a deroga tree
And his peg leg got woodworm and broke into three.

Pressed rat and warthog have closed down their shop.
They didn't want to; 'twas all they had got.
Selling atonal apples, amplified heat,
And pressed rat's collection of doglegs and feet.

. . .


Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
I want to just show you what my politics are.

I'm a political man and I practice what I preach.
I'm a political man and I practice what I preach.
So don't deny me baby, not while you're in my reach.

I support the left, though I'm leaning, leaning to the right.
I support the left, though I'm leaning to the right.
But I'm just not there when it's coming to a fight.

Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
I want to just show you what my politics are.

. . .


When the city of Atlantis stood serene above the sea,
Long time before our time when the world was free,
Those were the days.

Golden cymbals flying on ocarina sounds,
Before wild Medusa's serpents gave birth to hell
Disguised as heaven.

Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days.
Those were their ways, miracles everywhere are they now?
They're gone.
Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways.
Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days.

Tie your painted shoes and dance, blue daylight in your hair,
Overhead a noiseless eagle fans a flame.
Wonder everywhere.

Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days.
Those were their ways, miracles everywhere are they now?
They're gone.
Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways.
Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days.

. . .


Born under a bad sign
i've been down since i began to crawl
if it wasn't for bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck at all

bad luck and trouble is my only friend
i've been down ever since i was ten

Born under a bad sign
i've been down since i began to crawl
if it wasn't for bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck at all

More wine and women
is all i crave
big bad women gunna carry me to my grave

Born under a bad sign
i've been down since i began to crawl
if it wasn't for bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck at all

bad luck and trouble is my only friend
i've been down ever since i was ten

Born under a bad sign
i've been down since i began to crawl
if it wasn't for bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck
if it wasn't for real bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck at all

born under a bad sign
born under a bad sign

. . .


Upon this street where time has died.
The golden treat you never tried.
In times of old, in days gone by.
If I could catch your dancing eye.

It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.

The street is cold, its trees are gone.
The story's told the 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, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.

I felt the wind shout like a drum.
You said, "My friend, love's end has come."
It couldn't last, had to stop.
You drained it all to the last drop.

It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.

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, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love.

. . .


Twice apon a time
In the valley of the tears
An auctioneer is bidding
For a box of fading years
And the elephants are dancing
On the graves of squeeling mice
Anyone for tennis?
Wouldn't that be nice

And the ice creams are all melting
On the streets of bloody beard
While the beggars stain the pavements
With florecent Christmas cheer
And the Bentley driving guru
Is putting up his price
Anyone for Tennis?
Wouldn't that be nice

And the Prophets in the boutiques
Give out messages of hope
With gingle bells
and fairy tales
and blind providing scopes
and you can tell that all their saying
Underneath the pretty lights
Anyone for tennis?
Wouldn't that be nice

Yellow buddist monkeys
playing brightly at the zoo
you can bring a bowl of rice
and then a glass of water
To her to taste

Setting up the chess board
While death roles out the dice
Anyone for tennis?
Wouldn't that be nice

. . .


Thinkin' 'bout the times you drove in my car.
Thinkin' that I might have drove you too far.
And I'm thinkin' 'bout the love that you laid on my table.

I told you not to wander 'round in the dark.
I told you 'bout the swans, that they live in the park.
Then I told you 'bout our kid, now he's married to Mabel.

Yes, I told you that the light goes up and down.
Don't you notice how the wheel goes 'round?
And you better pick yourself up from the ground
Before they bring the curtain down,
Yes, before they bring the curtain down.

Talkin' 'bout a girl that looks quite like you.
She didn't have the time to wait in the queue.
She cried away her life since she fell off the cradle.

. . .


When I was young, they gave me a mongrel piano
Spent all my time inventing the cup of tea
Writing your name in the sea
Banging my fav'rite head

Missing the last bed, waving the cheery herring
Balancing brass bands on the tip of my toe
Phoning your home from a tree
Drinking my fav'rite loch

When I was old, they gave me a model factory
I met three salads on the motorway
Leaving your name at the door
Breaking my fav'rite egg

Missing the walrus, sharing my last banana
Balancing zeppelins on the end of my nose
Calling your name in the zoo
Blowing my fav'rite mind

. . .


Dainties in a jam-jar, Parson's colour in the sky
Water in a fountain doesn't get me very high
Moby Dick and Albert making out with Captain Bligh

So you know what you know in your head
Will you, won't you, do you
Don't you know when a head's dead?
What a bringdown

Winter leader Lou is grownin', Hampstead's in the north
Betty B's been wearin' daisies since the twenty-fourth
Wears a gunner when there's one more coming forth

And you know what you know in your head
Will you, won't you, do you
Don't you wanna go to bed?
What a bringdown

There's a tea leaf about in the family
Full of nothin', their fairy tale
There's a tea leaf a-floatin' now for Rosalie
They'll believe in ding-dong bell

Take a butchers at the dodginesses of Old Bill
Aristotle's orchestra are living on the pill
One of them gets very, very prickly when he's ill

And you know what you know in your head
Will you, won't you, do you
Don't you wanna make more bread?
What a bringdown
Yeah

. . .


There's a full-time reservation
Made in a bar at the railway station.
And there's a story, a kind of fable,
On a card at the corner table.
On it is a message, been there some time.
It starts off, "The coffee tasted so fine..."

It says, "One day this may find you;
These few words may just remind you.
We sat here together just to pass time;
You said how the coffee tasted so fine."

It goes on to say, "I love you.
If you should find this, I must hear from you."
It gives a number, but the name has faded away.
All that is left are just the words, "Maybe someday..."

That's the story and the fable,
Never leave alone from a corner table.
Doo-doo-doo, doo, doo-doo-doo, doo.
Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo.
Doo-doo-doo-doo...

. . .


(traditional)

Wanna go out, baby, to late at night.
Lawdy mama, no need to worry.
Wanna go out, baby, to late at night.
I got a real funny feeling
You're gonna treat your daddy right.

Big-legged woman, come and hold my hand.
Lawdy mama, no need to worry.
Big-legged woman, come and hold my hand.
I got a real funny feeling
You wanna love another man.

. . .


You make me feel like a hat stand
All tall, grim and brown
You make me feel like a clothes horse
Old and left out in the rain

You sure say you can
Also shared you with the others
I couldn't stand it

You make me feel like a deserted house
Dark and empty in the dusk
You made me feel like a charred foot
In a burnt out factory

You insist that I split
Cast me into the pit with the others
So many of them down there

Now it's so dark dark dark
Not a tiny spot of hope for me
Now I want you so much
I need a crutch by the time you set me free


Now it's so dark dark dark
Not a tiny spot of hope for me
Now I want you so much
I need a crutch by the time you set me free

You make me feel like a broken yellow yo-yo
Thrown away on a dump
You make me feel like a flower
Makin' way for a petrol pump

You ruined my days
With your poisoned ways
Like you did the others

So many others
Wonderin' down here
Hello man, how are things?
Dark isn't it?
What a woman?
Wonder when she'll let us out?

. . .


Please open your eyes.
Try to realize.
I found out today we're going wrong,
We're going wrong.

Please open your mind.
See what you can find.
I found out today we're going wrong,
We're going wrong.

We're going wrong.
We're going wrong.
We're going wrong.

. . .


Look here Princess
I'm not just here for you
So take off in your new Rolls Royce
I've got things to do
Look here Princess
I gave you everything
But now I want it all back
So I can start some living
Look here Princess
I want to be famous and rich
So I can be empty and bitter like you
Sitting home with nothing to do
Princess look now
I've got 15 women called Sue
20 women called Jane
And I'm sad

Look here Princess
Now I'm singin' this sad song
About a man in a kennel
Who cries all day long
Look here Princess
Don't shut me out for good
But keep me in mind for later
Like I always knew you would
Look here Princess
I'm in a desert now


I don't see no way out
You've got to show me how
Look here now Princess
I've got 15 women called Sue
20 women called Jane
And I'm sad

Look here Princess
I'm not just here for you
So take off in your new Rolls Royce
I've got things to do
Look here Princess
I gave you everything
But now I want it all back
So I can start some living
Look here Princess
I want to be famous and rich
So I can be empty and bitter like you
Sitting home with nothing to do
Princess look now
I've got 15 women called Sue
20 women called Jane
And I'm sad

. . .


Coming to me in the morning, leaving me at night.
Coming to me in the morning, leaving me alone.
You've got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard.

Running to me a-cryin' when he throws you out.
Running to me a-cryin', on your own again.
You've got that pure feel, such good responses,
But the picture has a mustache.

You're coming to me with that soulful look on your face,
Coming looking like you've never ever done one wrong thing.

You're coming to me with that soulful look on your face.
You're coming looking like you've never ever done one wrong thing.

So many fantastic colors; I feel in a wonderland.
Many fantastic colors makes me feel so good.
You've got that pure feel, such good responses.
You've got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard.

. . .


I'm goin' to a wedding
I'm going to a wedding dressed in black

I'm going to a party
Going to party, won't be back
Cause I'm not going with you
No

Trees are no longer a comfort
Messages sad in the wires
My hair is hung down
With the blackest of rain that I'm feeling

I'm going to the river
I'm going to the river wash my tears

I'm going to the mountains
Going to the mountains cool myfears
That I'm not going with you
No


Skies are no longer a comfort
Leaves turning black in the autumn
The corn is hung down
With the heaviest rain I am feeling

I'm going to a fun'ral
I'm going to a fun'ral dressed in white

I'm going to a nightclub
I'm going to a nightclub sleep with night
And I'm not going with you
No

Love is no longer a comfort
Fantastic times are forgotten
My heart is hung down
With the sadest of rain that I'm feeling

. . .

The Clearout

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. . .


Falstaff
The thirst slaker
Falstaff
The thirst Slaker

The beer that can slake any thirst, any thirst
The beer you reach for first
When you want to quench your thirst


Falstaff
The thirst slaker
Falstaff
The thirst Slaker
Falstaff

. . .


Driving in my car,
Smoking my cigar,
The only time I'm happy's when I play my guitar.

Sailing in my yacht,
What a lot I got,
Happiness is something that just cannot be bought.

I've been in and I'm out,
I've been up and down,
I don't want to go until I've been all around.

What's it all about,
Anyone in doubt,
I don't want to go until I've found it all out.

. . .


I'm a sleepy time baby,
A sleepy time boy.
Work only maybe,
Life is a joy.

We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time,
Sleepy time time all the time.

Asleep in the daytime,
Asleep at night.
Life is all playtime,
Working ain't right.

We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time,
Sleepy time all the time.

I have my Sunday,
That ain't no lie.
But on Monday morning
Comes my favourite cry.

We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time,
Sleepy time all the time.

. . .


Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

We were rollin' and tumblin'
Right the whole night long.

We were rollin' and tumblin'
Right the whole night long.

When I woke up this mornin', baby,
All I had was gone.

Well, I rolled my baby,
She's goin' to jump and shout.

Well, I rolled my baby,
She's goin' to jump and shout.

When that train rolls up, boys,
I'm gonna come walkin' on home.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Engine driver blows that whistle,
Fireman rings that bell.

Engine driver blows that whistle,
Fireman rings that bell.

Well, I didn't have time, boys,
To bid my baby farewell.

. . .


I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
Asked the Lord above for mercy, "Save me if you please."

I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by.

I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside.

You can run, you can run, tell my friend-poor Willie Brown.
You can run, you can run, tell my friend-poor Willie Brown.
And I'm standing at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down.

. . .


Could fill spoons full of diamonds,
Could fill spoons full of gold.
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Will satisfy my soul.

Men lies about it.
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies about it.
Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.

Could fill spoons full of coffee,
Could fill spoons full of tea.
Just a little spoon of your precious love;
Is that enough for me?

Chorus

Could fill spoons full of water,
Save them from the desert sands.
But a little spoon of your forty-five
Saved you from another man.

Chorus

. . .


You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever,
But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun.

And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids,
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses:
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing,
For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white laced lips.

And you see a girl's brown body dancing through the turquoise,
And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body,
Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.

The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands
With tales of brave Ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing.

The tiny purple fishes run lauging through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

. . .


It's getting near dawn,
When lights close their tired eyes.
I'll soon be with you my love,
To give you my dawn surprise.
I'll be with you darling soon,
I'll be with you when the stars start falling.

I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love.

I'm with you my love,
The light's shining through on you.
Yes, I'm with you my love,
It's the morning and just we two.
I'll stay with you darling now,
I'll stay with you till my seeds are dried up.

Chorus

Second Verse

I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love.

. . .


Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life.
Money, nothing funny; wasting the best of our life.

Sweet wine, hay making, sunshine day breaking.
We can wait till tomorrow.
Car speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling.
We can bide time.

Repeat Second Verse

Repeat First Verse

. . .


In a white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment.
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines;
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
You said no strings could secure you at the station.
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.
I walked into such a sad time at the station.
As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning.
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back;
Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves.
At the party she was kindest in the hard crowd.
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten.
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes.
She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd;
Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.

. . .


Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
I want to just show you what my politics are.

I'm a political man and I practice what I preach.
I'm a political man and I practice what I preach.
So don't deny me baby, not while you're in my reach.

I support the left, though I'm leaning, leaning to the right.
I support the left, though I'm leaning to the right.
But I'm just not there when it's coming to a fight.

Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
I want to just show you what my politics are.

. . .


chorus
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
(reapt one time)

don't know what to do
don't know what to do
don't know what to do

tired of weeping
tired of moaning
tired of crying for you

chorus

tired of weeping
tired of moaning
tired of groaning for you

chorus repeat 8 times with
one extra I'm glad on 6th time

. . .


One summer day, she went away;
Gone and left me, she's gone to stay.

She's gone, but I don't worry:
I'm sitting on top of the world.

All the summer, worked all this fall.
Had to take Christmas in my overalls.

Chorus

Going down to the freight yard, gonna catch me a freight train.
Going to leave this town; worked and got to home.

Chorus

. . .

Steppin' Out

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. . .


See the old train go down the track
Hear the wheels go clicketty-clack
It's comin' home, comin' home
Leavin' town, baby, ain't comin' home no more.

Get the train, you know that's why I'm leavin'
Ain't no use to greavin', well, I guess I'm leavin'
Well, I'm leavin' town' well, I'm leavin' town
Leave town, baby, ain't comin' home no more.

Traintime, baby, traintime's almost here
Traintime, baby, traintime's almost here
So give me one more time so now, do-dah-yeah.

Traintime, baby
Traintime, baby.

Bye-bye, baby.

Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye, baby.

. . .

Toad

[Нет текста]

. . .


Upon this street where time has died.
The golden treat you never tried.
In times of old, in days gone by.
If I could catch your dancing eye.

It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.

The street is cold, its trees are gone.
The story's told the 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, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.

I felt the wind shout like a drum.
You said, "My friend, love's end has come."
It couldn't last, had to stop.
You drained it all to the last drop.

It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.

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, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love.

. . .


It's getting near dawn,
When lights close their tired eyes.
I'll soon be with you my love,
To give you my dawn surprise.
I'll be with you darling soon,
I'll be with you when the stars start falling.

I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love.

I'm with you my love,
The light's shining through on you.
Yes, I'm with you my love,
It's the morning and just we two.
I'll stay with you darling now,
I'll stay with you till my seeds are dried up.

Chorus

Second Verse

I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love.

. . .


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