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Lay down, I lay me down
Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down For my soul. By still waters I lay down with the lambs In pastures green I made peace with my soul And I cared not for the night While my guiding star shone bright By still waters I lay down I lay down. Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down For my soul. At the roadside I took toll of my times From dirty streets I gained peace for my soul May the merciful be right Are you ready for the night At the roadside I lay down I lay down. Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down For my soul. In deep sorrow I took flight with the sun From mountains high I gained strength for my soul I proved stronger than the test When my spirit came to rest In deep sorrow I lay down I lay down. Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down For my soul. Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down For my soul. |
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The sharper is the berry
The sweeter is the wine The longer we are parted The sooner you are mine (You are mine) Lovely lemon lady You make me feel so shy But lovely lemon lady I love your lemon pie (I love your lemon pie) The stronger the deception The lesser grow my lies The shallower the whole truth The deeper are my eyes (Are my eyes) Lovely lemon lady You make me feel so shy But lovely lemon lady I love your lemon pie Bitter lemon lady smile I'll see you in a little while Lemon lady sweet and sour You have me in your lemon power My lemon pie The simpler the solution The more that it will mean The greater the resistance The further I will lean (I will lean) Lovely lemon lady You make me feel so shy But lovely lemon lady I love your lemon pie (I love your lemon pie) Lemon, lemon pie (repeated in a round until end) |
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A child denied all love can't weep But bravely bears her life alone So Fuchsia as you try to sleep You dream of friends you've never known In troubled years when no-one cared You searched for comfort everywhere For heavy burdens never shared Became too much for one to bear So much to give But those who live Don't know of you Your fantasy Of love to be Cannot come true Oh Lady Fuchsia Oh Lady Fuchsia Now poised above the castle walls You look your last on lonely skies Night owls pray for you as they call Returning ere the dawn shall rise Your loveless life Has led you here Not knowing why Your troubled mind's No longer clear To live or die Oh Lady Fuchsia Oh Lady Fuchsia Oh Lady Fuchsia Oh Lady Fuchsia |
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The hillside was a patchwork quilt
Neatly stitched with tidy hedge And crumbling grey stone wall The trees were bare, but Spring was near To conjure up its endless strings Of green magic handkerchieves Could you only see what I've seen You would surely know what I mean I think I must have caught a glimpse of heaven. A string of diamonds formed a stream That tumbled down the daunting cliff To sparkle bright on the beach. New born lambs that sweetly played Speckled eggs all newly laid But for you I would have stayed I think I must have caught a glimpse of heaven |
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The village square stands quiet with the curfew still in force
The streets are even clear of dogs and whores Like some evil bird of prey the scaffold spreads its wings The people build their fires and bolt their doors The mayor is giving dinner to the officers and wives His eldest son is learning how to fawn The barrack block is hushed and tense, the soldiers drawing lots Who will be the hangman in the dawn. The lot falls on a young man who has served for but a year His home is in the village close nearby He shivers at the thought of what he's forced to do next day He wonders who it is that has to die The full moon casts a cold light on the gloomy prison walls The papist walk his cell, he cannot sleep He hears the waiting gallows creaking just beyond the door He prays for he has no more tears to weep. The day begins to break, the muffled drums begin to sound A crowd begins to gather in the square The presence of the hangman in his terrifying mask Weighs heavy on the minds of all those there The colonel reads the sentence which the papist knows by heart He has failed to show allegiance to the King His crime is thus with God himself, in His name he must hang The papist, head held high, says not a thing. The jailer binds his hands and puts the blindfold to his eyes He leads him through the door before the crowd The hangman sees his victim and the blood drains from his face He sees his younger brother standing proud The hangman tries to protest but is ordered to proceed His trembling hands begin to take the strain His eyes are blind with streaming tears, he cries for all to hear "Forgive me God, we hang him in thy name!" |
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There's blood in the dust where the city's heart beats The children play games that they take from the streets How can you teach when you've so much to learn ? May you turn, may you turn, may you turn, may you turn May you turn, may you turn in your grave new world ? There is hate in your eyes, I have seen it before Planning destruction behind the locked door Were you the coward who fired the last shot ? May you rot, may you rot, may you rot, may you rot May you rot, may you rot in your grave new world ? There is death in the air with the lights growing dim As those who survive sing a desperate hymn Pray that God grants you one final request May you rest, may you rest, may you rest, may you rest May you rest, may you rest in your grave new world ? |
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I drew the blade across my wrist to see how it would feel Looked into the future, there was nothing to reveal For we were just the product of the ever spinning wheel. Round and round we go Round and round and round we go Round and round and round we go. Come and see me when the screw has turned another turn It's not that I'm confused but I've an awful lot to learn But I will be the one to make you work for what you earn. Round and round we go Round and round and round we go Round and round and round we go. After all it's just the revolution I despise The dawn of revelations and the flower power prize I pity those poor children with no sunshine in their eyes Round and round we go Round and round and round we go Round and round we go Round and round and round we go Round and round we go Round and round and round we go. |
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It takes a little sunshine, it takes a little rain It takes a little laughter, it takes a little pain But I can take the heartaches I only want my love to grow in you. It takes a little kindness, it takes a little tears It takes some understanding to last so many years But I can take the changes I only want my love to grow in you. I'll hang in on you while you hang out on me I know you have your reasons for needing to be free Why don't we talk it over and find out where we stand ? In my old-fashioned way I'll always lend a helping hand. It takes the joy of knowing that even if we're poor We somehow turn out richer than we ever were before Now I don't need much money I only want my love to grow in you. I don't need much money I only want my love to grow in you I only want my love to grow in you I only want my love to grow in you. |
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The wanderer has far to go Humble must he constant be Where the paths of wisdom Distant is the shadow of the setting sun. Bless the daytime, bless the night Bless the sun which gives us light Bless the thunder, bless the rain Bless all those who cause us pain. Yellow stars may lead the way All diversions lead astray While his resolution holds Fortune and good will will surely follow him. Bless the free man, bless the slave Bless the hero in his grave Bless the soldier, bless the saint Bless all those whose hearts grow faint. Bless the daytime, bless the night Bless the sun which gives us light Bless the thunder, bless the rain Bless all those who cause us pain. Bless the free man, bless the slave Bless the hero in his grave Bless the soldier, bless the saint Bless all those whose hearts grow faint. Bless the daytime, bless the night Bless the sun which gives us light Bless the thunder, bless the rain Bless all those who cause us pain. Bless the free man, bless the slave Bless the hero in his grave Bless the soldier, bless the saint Bless all those whose hearts grow faint. … |
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Hero's face was gaunt and tanned, his sail was set in search of land His life-raft, solely by him manned was guided by the tide Heroine wore fleecy white, she beckoned like some saviour bright Shipwrecked sailors in the night were bid welcome to her side. Where one man's search must surely cease, the irresistible white fleece Led Hero in search of the peace which she alone could offer Thus he knelt before her feet wary lest their eyes should meet He knew his life was incomplete for he had yet to suffer. Enticing Heroine so calm took Hero firmly by the arm Told him that she meant no harm, that she alone could save him Hero could no longer speak while realising he was weak His life increasingly grew bleak for all the love she gave to him. While storm clouds gathered high above, the Heroine he grew to love Turned slowly to a snow white dove and spread her wings to fly Crushed and broken in the end, Hero watched his soul ascend Knowing that he was condemned to sail all alone to die. |
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She looks so frail beside you as she wears her sick disguise You say she'll soon be better as you dry her tearful eyes You tell her fairy stories, she tries to understand She looks to you for comfort and holds out her little hand. But early in the morning when the sun shines into her tiny room She wakes up like a bird and she's fine again. You gently kiss her forehead and from the room you creep But you linger in the doorway as she whimpers in her sleep Her cheeks are flushed like sunset and her head's an open fire All night she turns and tosses as her temperature gets higher. But early in the morning when the sun shines into her tiny room She wakes up like a bird and she's fine again. The night light in the corner casts a soft and peaceful glow Her face becomes much cooler and her breathing much more slow She dreams of clowns and princes sailing boats and trains The fairies come by moonlight to take away her pain. And early in the morning when the sun shines into her tiny room She wakes up like a bird and she's fine again She wakes up like a bird and she feels fine She wakes up like a bird and she feels fine She wakes up like a bird and she feels fine. |
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The gilt-edged invitation came and I said : 'What can this mean ?' 'To attend the coronation as the first guest of the Queen' 'And sit upon her right hand where the Prince is normally seen ?' The maids of honour stared at me and registered surprise To see a man of such good taste appear before their eyes Now bring rather humble, I adopted a disguise As the Minister of State for Mass Environment Controls Who condemn the working classes for inhabiting the holes That belong to Queen and Country but do not permit their souls To be free like me To be free like me Oh to be free. The perspex chandelier began to melt and slip away One million candle-powered, it kept the night at bay While the power station workers were busy making hay The workers in the fields were engaged in self-defence Which involved the use of barbed wire as a self-containing fence But as a means of self-protection, it was needlessly immense I stopped to ask them for a light, they pointed at the sun Which raised their hopes of harvesting a better crop than guns Can ever mass produce at the expense of anyone Who is free like me Who is free like me Oh who is free. The solitary peasant in his home above the lake Raised high on wooden stilts, has made the singular mistake Of revolutionary conduct at the celebration wake His urban counterpart engaged in mundane occupation Enjoys the chance of laughing at the Queen's humiliation At the hands of Ministers of State for Rehabilitation Now the power station worker though his aim is too disjointed Finds himself around the corner while his gun is never pointed He is ever at the ready, he desires to be annointed And be free like me And be free like me And be free like me Oh and be free. |
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Now I'm a union man
Amazed at what I am I say what I think, that the company stinks Yes I'm a union man When we meet in the local hall I'll be voting with them all With a hell of a shout, it's "Out brothers, out!" And the rise of the factory's fall Oh, you don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union Until the day I die Until the day I die The union has made me wise To the lies of the company spies And I don't get fooled by the factory rules 'cause I always read between the lines And I always get my way If I strike for higher pay When I show my card to the Scotland Yard And this is what I say: Oh, oh, you don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union Until the day I die Until the day I die Before the union did appear My life was half as clear Now I've got the power to the working hour And every other day of the year So though I'm a working man I can ruin the government's plan And though I'm not hard, the sight of my card Makes me some kind of superman Oh, oh, oh, you don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union Until the day I die Until the day I die You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union Until the day I die Until the day I die |
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Maybe you think, a lot like me Of those who live beside the sea Who feel so free, so I surmise With their comfortable homes and wives Who end up drinking tea together In the afternoon of their lives. They build their homes upon the seashore The quicksand castles of their dreams Yet take no notice of the North wind Which tears their buildings at the seams. In their dismay and blind confusion The weeping widows clutch their shawls While as the sea mist ever deepens The sailors hear the sirens' calls. And in the maelstrom sea which follows The lifeboat sinks without a trace And yet there still remain survivors To bear the shame of their disgrace. Last night I lay in bed and held myself Trying to remember how it once was with you How your hands were softer. Yesterday I found myself staring into space Rather like the sailor in my own home surroundings I'm not sure I know me. If you were me, what would you do ? Don't tell me I don't need you to It won't help me now. If you were me, what would you do ? Don't tell me I don't need you to It won't help me now. |
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