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| 1. |
| 5:40 | 
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Turn me loose from your hands Let me fly to distant lands Over green fields trees and mountains Flowers and forest fountains Home along the lanes of the skyway For this dark and lonely room Projects a shadow cast in gloom And my eyes are mirrors Of the world outside Thinking of the way That the wind can turn the tide And these shadows turn From purple into grey For just a Skyline Pigeon Dreaming of the open Waiting for the day He can spread his wings And fly away again Fly away skyline pigeon fly Towards the dreams You've left so very far behind Fly away skyline pigeon fly Towards the dreams You've left sovery far behind let me wake up in the morning To the smell of new mown hay To laugh and cry to live and die In the brightness of my day I want to hearthe pealing bells Of distant churches sing But most of all Please free me from this aching metal ring And open out this cagetowards the sun For just a Skyline Pigeon Dreaming of the open Waiting for the day He can spread his wings And fly away again Fly away skyline pigeon fly Towards the dreams You've left sovery far behind Fly away skyline pigeon fly Towards the dreams You've left so very so very far behind |
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| 2. |
| 3:23 | 
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| 3. |
| 4:29 |
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If you feel that it's real I'm on trial
And I'm here in your prison Like a coin in your mint I am dented and I'm spent with high treason Through a glass eye your throne Is the one danger zone Take me to the pilot for control Take me to the pilot of your soul Take me to the pilot Lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot I am but a stranger Take me to the pilot Lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot I am but a stranger Well I know he's not old And I'm told he's a virgin For he may be she But whatI'm told is never for certain |
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| 4. |
| 6:44 |
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Soon the pines will be falling everywhere Village children fight each other for a share And the 6:09 goes roaring past the creek Deacon Lee prepares his sermon for next week I saw grandma yesterday down at the store Well she's really going fine for eighty four Well she asked me if sometime I'd fix her barn Poor old girl she needs a hand to run the farm And it's good old country comfort in my bones Just the sweetest sound my ears have ever known Just an old-fashioned feeling fully-grown Country comfort's in a truck that's going home Down at the well they've got a new machine The foreman says it cuts man-power by fifteen Yeah but that ain't natural well so old Clay would say You see he's a horse-drawn man until his dying day Now the old fat goose is flying cross the sticks The hedgehog's done in clay between the bricks And the rocking chair's creaking on the porch Across the valley moves the herdsman with his torch |
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| 5. |
| 4:58 |
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The words I have to say
May well be simple but they're true Until you give your love There's nothing more that we can do Love is the opening door Love is what we came here for No one could offer you more Do you know what I mean Have your eyes really seen You say it's very hard To leave behind the life we knew But there's no other way And now it's really up to you Love is the key we must turn Truth is the flame we must burn Freedom the lesson we must learn Do you know what I mean Have your eyes really seen |
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| 6. |
| 7:50 |
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It seems as though I've lived my life On the bad side of the moon To stir your dregs in sickness still Without the rustic spoon Common people live with me Where the light has never shone And the hermits flock like hummingbirds To speak in a foreign tongue I'm a light world away From the people who make me stay Sitting on the bad side of the moon There ain't no need for watchdogs here To justify our ways We live our life in manacles The main cause of our stay Exiled here from other worlds My sentence comes too soon Why should I be made to pay On the bad side of the moon |
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| 7. |
| 8:26 |
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You tell me there's an angel in your tree
Did he say he'd come to call on me For things are getting desperate in our home Living in the parish of the restless folks I know Everybody now bring your family down to the riverside Look to the east to see where the fat stock hide Behind four walls of stone the rich man sleeps It's time we put the flame torch to their keep Burn down the mission If we're gonna stay alive Watch the black smoke fly to heaven See the red flame light the sky Burn down the mission Burn it down to stay alive It's our only chance of living Take all you need to live inside Deep in the woods the squirrels are out today My wife cried when they came to take me away But what more could I do just to keep her warm Than burn burn burn burn down the mission walls |
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| 8. |
| 7:04 |
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When I look back boy I must have been green
Bopping in the country, fishing in a stream Looking for an answer trying to find a sign Until I saw your city lights honey I was blind They said get back honky cat Better get back to the woods Well I quit those days and my redneck ways And oh the change is gonna do me good You better get back honky cat Living in the city ain′t where it′s at It′s like trying to find gold in a silver mine It′s like trying to drink whisky from a bottle of wine Well I read some books and I read some magazines About those high class ladies down in New Orleans And all the folks back home well, said I was a fool They said oh, believe in the Lord is the golden rule They said stay at home boy, you gotta tend the farm Living in the city boy, is going to break your heart But how can you stay, when your heart says no How can you stop when your feet say go |
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| 9. |
| 4:09 |
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I remember when rock was young Me and suzie had so much fun Holding hands and skimming stones Had an old gold chevy and a place of my own But the biggest kick I ever got Was doing a thing called the crocodile rock While the other kids were rocking round the clock We were hopping and bopping to the crocodile rock Well crocodile rocking is something shocking When your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will Oh lawdy mama those friday nights When suzie wore her dresses tight And the crocodile rocking was out of sight But the years went by and the rock just died Suzie went and left us for some foreign guy Long nights crying by the record machine Dreaming of my chevy and my old blue jeans But they'll never kill the thrills weve got Burning up to the crocodile rock Learning fast as the weeks went past We really thought the crocodile rock would last Well crocodile rocking is something shocking When your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will Oh lawdy mama those friday nights When suzie wore her dresses tight And the crocodile rocking was out of sight I remember when rock was young Me and suzie had so much fun Holding hands and skimming stones Had an old gold chevy and a place of my own But the biggest kick I ever got Was doing a thing called the crocodile rock While the other kids were rocking round the clock We were hopping and bopping to the crocodile rock Well crocodile rocking is something shocking When your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will Oh lawdy mama those friday nights When suzie wore her dresses tight And the crocodile rocking was out of sight |
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| 10. |
| 3:57 |
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Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled They crawled out of the woodwork And they whispered into your brain They set you on the treadmill And they made you change your name And it seems to me you lived your life Like a candle in the wind Never knowing who to cling to When the rain set in And I would have liked to have known you But I was just a kid Your candle burned out long before Your legend ever did Loneliness was tough The toughest role you ever played Hollywood created a superstar And pain was the price you paid Even when you died Oh the press still hounded you All the papers had to say Was that Marilyn was found in the nude Goodbye Norma Jean From the young man in the 22nd row Who sees you as something as more than sexual More than just our Marilyn Monroe |
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| 11. |
| 3:56 |
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It's a little bit funny
this feeling inside I'm not one of those who can easily hide I don't have much money but boy if I did I'd buy a big house where we both could live If I was a sculptor, ha but then again, no Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show I know it's not much but it's the best I can do My gift is my song and this one's for you And you can tell everybody t his is your song It may be quite simple but now that it's done I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind t hat I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song It's for people like you that keep it turned on So excuse me forgetting but these things I do You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue Anyway the thing is what I really mean Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen And you can tell everybody this is your song It may be quite simple but now that it's done I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world |
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| 12. |
| 7:09 |
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It's getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys get here It's seven o'clock and I want to rock Want to get a belly full of beer My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys And my old lady she don't care My sister looks cute in her braces and boots A handful of grease in her hair Don't give us none of your aggravation We had it with your discipline Saturday night's alright for fighting Get a little action in Get about as oiled as a diesel train Gonna set this dance alight `Cause Saturday night's the night I like Saturday night's alright alright alright Well they're packed pretty tight in here tonight I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right I may use a little muscle to get what I need I may sink a little drink and shout out "She's with me!" A couple of the sound that I really like Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike I'm a juvenile product of the working class Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass Don't give us none of your aggravation We had it with your discipline Saturday night's alright for fighting Get a little action in Get about as oiled as a diesel train Gonna set this dance alight `Cause Saturday night's the night I like Saturday night's alright alright alright Don't give us none of your aggravation We had it with your discipline Saturday night's alright for fighting Get a little action in Get about as oiled as a diesel train Gonna set this dance alight `Cause Saturday night's the night I like Saturday night's alright alright alright Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Night's alright Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Night's alright Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday Night's alright |
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| 1. |
| 11:54 |
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The roses in the window box
Have tilted to one side Everything about this house Was born to grow and die Oh it doesn't seem a year ago To this very day You said I'm sorry honey If I don't change the pace I can't face another day And love lies bleeding in my hand Oh it kills me to think of you with another man I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan But my guitar couldn't hold you So I split the band Love lies bleeding in my hands I wonder if those changes Have left a scar on you Like all the burning hoops of fire That you and I passed through You're a bluebird on a telegraph line I hope you're happy now Well if the wind of change comes down your way girl You'll make it back somehow |
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| 2. |
| 5:04 |
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She packed my bags
last night pre flight Zero hour nine a m And i'm gonna be high as a kite by then I miss the earth so much i miss my wife It's lonely out in space On such a timeless flight And i think it's gonna be a long long time Till touch down brings me round again to find I'm not the man they think i am at home Oh no no no i'm a rocket man Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone And i think it's gonna be a long long time Till touch down brings me round again to find I'm not the man they think i am at home Oh no no no i'm a rocket man Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids In fact it's cold as hell And there's no one there to raise them if you did And all this science i don't understand It's just my job five days a week A rocket man a rocket man And i think it's gonna be a long long time Till touch down brings me round again to find I'm not the man they think i am at home Oh no no no i'm a rocket man Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone And i think it's gonna be a long long time Till touch down brings me round again to find I'm not the man they think i am at home Oh no no no i'm a rocket man Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone And i think it's gonna be a long long time And i think it's gonna be a long long time And i think it's gonna be a long long time And i think it's gonna be a long long time And i think it's gonna be a long long time And i think it's gonna be a long long time And i think it's gonna be a long long time And i think it's gonna be a long long time |
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| 3. |
| 6:00 |
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If you feel that it's real I'm on trial
And I'm here in your prison Like a coin in your mint I am dented and I'm spent with high treason Through a glass eye your throne Is the one danger zone Take me to the pilot for control Take me to the pilot of your soul Take me to the pilot Lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot I am but a stranger Take me to the pilot Lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot I am but a stranger Well I know he's not old And I'm told he's a virgin For he may be she But whatI'm told is never for certain |
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| 4. |
| 6:00 |
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Hey kids, shake it loose together
The spotlight′s hitting something That′s been known to change the weather We′ll kill the fatted calf tonight So stick around You′re gonna hear electric music Solid walls of sound Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet But they′re so spaced out, Bennie and the Jets Oh but they′re weird and they′re wonderful Oh Bennie she′s really keen She′s got electric boots a mohair suit You know I read it in a magazine Bennie and the Jets Hey kids, plug into the faithless Maybe they′re blinded But Bennie makes them ageless We shall survive, let us take ourselves along Where we fight our parents out in the streets To find who′s right and who′s wrong |
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| 5:28 |
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Why's it never light on my lawn Why does it rain and never say good-day to the new-born On the big screen they showed us a sun But not as bright in life as the real one It's never quite the same as the real one And tell me grey seal How does it feel To be so wise To see through eyes That only see what's real Tell me grey seal I never learned why meteors were formed I only farmed in schools that were so warn and torn If anyone can cry then so can I I read books and draw life from the eye All my life is drawings from the eye Your mission bells were wrought by ancient men The roots were formed by twisted roots Your roots were twisted then I was re-born before all life could die The Phoenix bird will leave this world to fly If the Phoenix bird can fly then so can I |
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| 4:06 |
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Daniel is travelling tonight on a plane
I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain Oh and I can see Daniel waving goodbye God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes They say Spain is pretty though I′′ve never been Well Daniel says it′′s the best place that he′′s ever seen Oh and he should know, he′′s been there enough Lord I miss Daniel, oh I miss him so much Daniel my brother you are older than me Do you still feel the pain of the scars that won′′t heal Your eyes have died but you see more than I Daniel you′′re a star in the face of the sky Daniel is travelling tonight on a plane I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain Oh and I can see Daniel waving goodbye God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes Oh God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes |
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| 7. |
| 4:32 |
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I've a constant ache in the morning light
It's on account of the night before Some Park Lane lady in a shady bar Took a fancy to the watch I wore But I can still remember how she laughed at me As I spun around and hit the bed She said thank you honey, forget about the money This pretty watch'll do instead City living woman, you're so static Matching your men with a hook and eye If you're gonna spend the summer in New York City Them women oh oh oh they're gonna slice your pie Said you're so static, baby I've had it Rolling in a yellow cab Downtown hustlers trying to pull some muscle If they catch you, oh oh oh it could turn out bad It's a Show me what you want, I'll show you what I've got I can show you a real good time She's a friend indeed of a friend in need But you'll be sorry when she leaves you crying |
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| 5:57 |
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I can't light
no more of your darkness All my pictures seem to fade to black and white I'm growing tired and time stands still before me Frozen here on the ladder of my life too late to save myself from falling I took a chance and changed your way of life But you misread my meaning when I met you Closed the door and left me blinded by the light Don't let the sun go down on me Although I search myself it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free But losing everything is like the sun going down on me I can't find Oh the right romantic line But see me once and see the way feel Don't discard me Just because you think I mean you harm But these cuts I have oh they need love to help them heal don't let the sun go down on me Although I search myself it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free But losing everything is like the sun going down on me Don't let the sun go down on me Although I search myself it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free but losing everything is like the sun going down on me |
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| 9. |
| 3:58 |
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It's a little bit funny
this feeling inside I'm not one of those who can easily hide I don't have much money but boy if I did I'd buy a big house where we both could live If I was a sculptor, ha but then again, no Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show I know it's not much but it's the best I can do My gift is my song and this one's for you And you can tell everybody t his is your song It may be quite simple but now that it's done I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind t hat I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song It's for people like you that keep it turned on So excuse me forgetting but these things I do You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue Anyway the thing is what I really mean Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen And you can tell everybody this is your song It may be quite simple but now that it's done I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world |
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I was justified when I was five Raising cane, I spit in your eye Times are changing, now the poor get fat But the fever's gonna catch you when the bitch gets back Eat meat on Friday that's alright Even like steak on a Saturday night I can bitch the best at your social do's I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch Oh the bitch is back Stone cold sober as a matter of fact I can bitch, I can bitch `Cause I'm better than you It's the way that I move The things that I do I entertain by picking brains Sell my soul by dropping names I don't like those, my God, what's that Oh it's full of nasty habits when the bitch gets back |
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