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Deep Purple
Deep Purple


Информация
Откуда Hertford, England, U.K.
Жанры Hard Rock
Heavy Metal
Blues Rock
Progressive Rock
Годы 1968—1976
Лейблы Polydor
EMI Music
См. также Black Sabbath
Rainbow
Whitesnake
Green Bullfrog
Gillan
Paice, Ashton & Lord
Blackmore's Night
Episode Six
Screaming Lord Sutch
Captain Beyond
Dixie Dregs
Coverdale and Page
Trapeze
Black Country Communion
Сайт Website
Состав
Ian Gillan
Steve Morse
Roger Glover
Ian Paice
Don Airey



Альбом Deep Purple


Live At The Royal Albert Hall (2000)
2000
1.
2.
3.
Sitting In A Dream (Feat. Ronnie James Dio)
4.
Love Is All (Feat. Ronnie James Dio)
5.
Via Miami
6.
7.
Take It Off The Top
8.
Wring That Neck
9.
1.
Concerto For Group And Orchestra - Movement I
2.
Concerto For Group And Orchestra - Movement II
3.
Concerto For Group And Orchestra - Movement III
4.
Ted The Mechanic
5.
6.
7.
Smoke On The Water (Feat. Ronnie James Dio)
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Here be friends...
Here be heroes...
Here be sunshine...
Here be grey...
Here be life...
Here love lies bleeding...
Memories so hazy...
And dreams that drove me crazy

Here be down...
Here be paradise...
Here be starbright...
Here be pain...
Here be smiles in eyes like rainbows...
My father and my mother...
My sisters and my brother -
Pictured within

Where there're shadows ill met by moonlight...
There are dragons I have slain...
And here be bright eyes with hair so golden...
Sunrise and sunset and running free...
And laughing at the rain

Here be home...
Here be travellin'...
Here be thunder...
Here be blue...
And Sometimes heaven and thoughts of wonder...
The Miracle of children...
A poet and a pilgrim

Kith and kin - pictured within
Lose and win - pictured within

. . .


Wait before you go
And you will know, what I am feeling as you leave
I understand, your need for some time
Some solitude

Wait a while, before you go
You should know by now, my heart belongs to you

I know that you must leave
And I can see, that it's not easy for you, now that I'll be here, I know that my soul
Is always near you

Wait a while before you go
You should know by now I love you and so I will wait a while For you

Shake the wine and the leaves start falling
Spill the wine and all our dreams come tumbling down
All around

The sands of time are slipping through my fingers
You and I, still the memories linger on
And on

Now I know if I can only let go
And wait a while, you'll be here again with me
The same old friends we've always been

Wait a while before you go
You should know by now I love you and so I will wait a while
Wait a while
Wait a while
For you
For you
You

. . .


I'm just passing time before the Ball
Playing my guitar
I don't have to be where I don't want to be at all
Maybe I'll go far
Going nowhere, sitting in a dream...
Ah, in a dream

Sitting in a landscape full of sighs
Dream away the day
Making up a tune about the blueness of the skies
This is where I'll stay
Going nowhere, sitting in a dream...
Oh, in a dream

Watching as a red and white balloon
Sails across my mind
In between the images that drift along my tune
Smile as they unwind
Going nowhere, sitting in a dream...
Ah, in a dream

. . .

Love Is All

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Via Miami

[Нет текста]

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We took the p out of paradise
just to produce this hell
And all we're going to leave behind is this decaying putrid smell
We've lived in this world
seen her used and abused
That's why god is singing the blues

They felled a great oak over there
they filled a duck pond over here
We've got a glass and concrete monster now that feeds and caters to
our fears
Maybe it's too late
to spoil another view
That's why god is singing the blues

Forgive us father
for we know not what we do
Blame it on each other
and in the name of you
Forgive us mother
for the pain we caused
we destroyed what's yours
That's why papa's singing the blues

Polluted all the oceans
pulped all the trees
Plagued by chronic boredom
we blew a hole in the atmosphere
We tore out her heart
left her battered and bruised
That's why god is singing the blues

Forgive us father
for we know not what we do
Blame it on each other
and in the name of you
Forgive us mother
for the pain we caused
we destroyed what's yours
That's why papa's singing the blues

You may believe in evolution
you may believe in god's great creation
The only thing we know for sure
we got a man made situation
We turned this whole world
into a dying zoo
That's why god is singing the blues

You better live on your feet
than die on your knees
I stole that from some graffiti
lord have mercy please
Living in this babylon
keeps us confused
That's why god is singing the blues

. . .

Take It Off The Top

[Нет текста]

. . .

Wring That Neck

[Нет текста]

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Somebody's shouting up at a mountain
Only my own words return.
Nobody's up there, it's a deception.
When will I ever learn?

I'm alone here.
With emptiness, eagles and snow,
Unfriendliness chilling my body,
And whispering pictures of home.

Wondering blindly, how can they find me?
Maybe they don't even know.
My body is shaking, anticipating
The call of the black footed crow.

I'm alone here.
With emptiness, eagles and snow,
Unfriendliness chilling my body,
And talking 'bout pictures of home.

Here in this prison of my own making
Year after day I have grown
Into a hero, but there's no worship
Where have they hidden my throne?

I'm alone here.
With emptiness, eagles and snow,
Unfriendliness chilling my body,
And screaming out pictures of home.

. . .

Concerto For Group And Orchestra - Movement I

[Нет текста]

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Concerto For Group And Orchestra - Movement II

[Нет текста]

. . .

Concerto For Group And Orchestra - Movement III

[Нет текста]

. . .

Ted The Mechanic

[Нет текста]

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I sit here alone
I sit here alone
I look at the walls
Look at the walls
Look at the walls
I look at the walls

You shouldn't be out on your own
Oh no not with a condition like that
Oh no sir constant care
A condition like that, a condition so rare
A penny for the guy, a penny for your thoughts
One a penny, two a penny in your pocket
Ding dong bell, who can tell
Wild Man Fisher got nothing on me

I sit by the water
I sit by the water
Watch it go by
Clouds going by
I'm watching the sky

I left my luggage at the station
Didn't know how to say goodbye
I walked away from all the fury
And the madness and the fury
And the madness and the fury
And the madness

I smile to myself
I smile to myself

You're on the blind side, I'm on the other side
Now I'm on the outside looking for another side
Upside down side, I'm still lucid
I may be crazy but I'm not stupid
Try to get out, the parking lot's full
No matter, no matter, what's a man going to do
One two buckle my shoe
Zip my lip

. . .


While you were out...
the message says
You left a number
and I tried to call
But they wrote it down
in a perfect Spanish scrawl
in a perfect Spanish scrawl

Yet again
I'm missing you
King size bed
(in a) hotel someplace
I hear your name
I see your face
I see your face

(The) back street dolls
and the side door johnnies
The wide eyed boys with their bags full of
money
Back in the alley
going bang to the wall
Tied to the tail
of a midnight crawl
Heaven wouldn't be
so high I know
if the times gone by
hadn't been so low
The best laid plans
come apart at the seams
and shatter all my dreams

Sometimes I feel like...
Screaming
close my eyes
It's times like this
my head goes down
and the only thing I know
is the name of this town
is the name of this town

Yet again
I'm missing you
won't be long
O' coming home
Until that distant time
I'll be moving on
I'll be moving on

. . .


*
We all came out to Montro
on a lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile
We never have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
Till some stupid with a flare gun
He burned the place to da ground
Smoke on the water, and fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
*
They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids from the ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
But Swiss time was running out fast
It seemed that we would lose the race
Smoke on the water,and fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
*
We ended up at the Grand Hotel
It was empty, cold and bare
But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside
Makin' our music there
With a few red lights and a few old beds
We made a place to stay
No matter what we get out of this
I know, I know we'll never forget
Smoke on the water,and fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
*
(* music and no singing)


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