Greg Lake

yeah.. bangin.. come on.. yeah.. look..Huh, Stay in my lane like a hustla
Never hate a motherfucker,tolerate a motherfucker
To a certain extent
When it's on, it's over
Don't get no chance to get popping
Forgotten about you before your body cold in a coffin
Just another failed attempt, you fall through the cracks
Sure as God made man, the first man was Black
The Black man made pyramids and gangsta rap
That's all I know, cuz poppa didn't raise no rats
Face the facts not the fiction
I Build my empire from a pocket full of stones
And a fifth of ambition
Niggas wanna ball but they never wanna listen
so instead of coming up, they just, come up missin
My mission is to hit with precision, shake whole continents
Crush niggas' confidence, expose my dominance
Without no conflict, you'll never have progress
I'm sending this one out to all the neighborhoods and projects, I'm a
One shot gambler (Yeah) Two shot gambler (Come on)
Three-time felon with that itch for dough
These madd street (Whuttup) Got me puffin on dro'
I'm guilty (What) Tryna make a living (Work it)
Thirty-eight albums and still no dollars (Come on)
And you wanna know why I hit the block for mo'? (Yeah)
These madd street (Uh) Got me puffin on dro' (Uh)
I'm guilty .. For tryna make a living Bitch I ain't tryna holler at you (nah)
I'm just wanna drink, smoke, fuck and toss a couple dollars at you
I'm fightin dirty, I'll take thirty of you motherfuckers
I'm throwing cheapshots, low-blows and suckerpunches
I'm not for the games, I'm not in the mood
Not to be confused with dudes that fumble and lose
Xzibit move when I hear oppurtunity knockin
But I'ma shoot straight through the door if you comin with problems
It's too crowded at the bottom, too lonely at the top
Ain't no inbetween, trust me, like it or not
We gon' be here forever like cops and roaches
Do not approach us, ferocious, we pop them toasters, nigga
I'ma have to hit the block, then around to my hoes
I got a haze, two trays, and a change of clothes, cuz
Pimpin' ain't easy y'all,it's too sleazy
Too greasy, and I can't take it easy!Everytime I try to get out
I get dragged right the fuck back in, it's like I'm never gon' win
Nigga got the whole world on his back
Overeact, matter fact we act like when animals attack
I know, pussy sells faster than crack, ambassador rap
Twist back your salary cap, who fuckin with that?
Welcome to the X games, enjoy my pain
Inhale my smoke, it's hard not to cough or choke
Motorola nigga up the old fashion way
This ain't rap, this is shit that I was born to say
Though lately I been having dillemas, with insignificant niggas
And half-ass rappers that think they can get it
We the Golden State, we keep the whole thing bouncing
Y'all move units, we move mountains
Y'all rap for bullshit, tryna be on T.V.
We seen you, now we don't like Chandra Levy, I'ma

Bass - playing in my face - grabbin’ the elastic
Drums - listen here she comes - hammerin’ the plastic
Keys - I play ’em all with ease - Freeze! Your shakin’ at the knees
You’re doin’ somethin’ drastic - chasin’ the fantastic...
To dine with tigers in the sky
But did you ever stop to wonder why?
Man - living in a can - skippin’ with a suit-case
Frail - living in a gale - slipping on a blue face
Claws - are scratching at the doors - Pause: If you don’t lose your oars
You’re trippin’ on a shoe lace - racin’ to each new place...
To screw your shadow in the sky
But did you ever stop to wonder why?

Sun - help me when I run - bleedin’ from the moonlight
Nurse - help me with a verse - I need to sing the tune right
Days - I wasted in the maze - Raise your eyes above the ways
To keep a silver spoon bright - fly up to balloon height...
To ride the spotlight in the sky
But did you ever stop to wonder why?

Brain Salad Surgery
It will murder you, it murdered me
We made it for our enemy
Brain Salad Surgery

We’ve got a ballad
About a salad brain
with a surgeon with
a dirty dinner game.

Brain Salad Surgery
It will work for you you, it works for me
Brain not perversity
Brain Salad Surgery

We’ve got a ballad
About a salad brain
with a surgeon with
a dirty dinner game.

Good night, good night....
Look at that moon shine so bright.
And tonight he smiles
Especially for you.

Sleep tight, sleep tight.
Know everything is alright.
And tonight I will be here
Watching over you.

For tonight I will be here watching over you.
Tonight I’ll be here watching over you.

Sweet dreams, sweet dreams.
It is never as real as it seems.
And in the morning when you wake up
I will be right here.

Sleep on, sleep on.
For no matter how dark or how long
It may seem that your night is
I will still be here.

I will still be here watching, watching over you.
So sleep, little darling, sleep on through.

So be still, be still
For you know that I always will
Tonight and forever
Be watching over you.

For tonight and forever, be watching over you.
So sleep, little darling, sleep on through.

I will be watching over you.

I was "Master Faster", I was "Mr. Mystery"
there wasn’t a mortal man was gonna make a monkey out of me.
I had reflex, action, first strike capability
so high - so tall - so far to fall.

I took my time, my life was all without a cause
till she came bursting through the frontdoor of my heart,
just like the signs that say I’ll follow by a star,
once more, no blame, I’m far, no name .

Too much, too soon, a touch of moon
a burst balloon, so far, so far to fall.
Ooh she had me, she had me running rings around the floor.
She had me nailed to a door, she had me crying out,
she had me crying out for more, more, more, more, more, more, more.
She bad me, she tied me up in knots like a piece of a string,
she did a thing to my thing, she did a thing to my thing
like it’s never been done before.

Too much ...

I saw stars, in the night, I was hers, I was high
I had so far to fall, such a long way to fall
and I fell and I fell and I fell ------

So if you’re "Master Blaster" or you’re "Mr. Mystery"
don’t think you’re insulated from love’s electricity.
There’ll be no escape for you, there was no escape for me
so high - so tall - one night you’re bound to fall.

They said there'll be snow at Christmas
They said there'll be peace on Earth
But instead it just kept on raining
A veil of tears for the VIRGIN BIRTH
I remember one Christmas morning
A winters light and a distant choir
And the peal of a bell and that Christmas Tree smell
AND EYES full of tinsel and fire

They sold me a dream of Christmas
They sold me a Silent Night
And they told me a fairy story
'Till I believed in the Israelite
And I believed in Father Christmas
And I looked to the sky with excited eyes
'Till I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn
And I saw him and through his disguise

I wish you a hopeful Christmas
I wish you a brave New Year
All anguish pain and sadness
Leave your heart and let your road be clear
They said there'll be snow at Christmas
They said there'll be peace on Earth
Hallelujah Noel be it Heaven or Hell
The Christmas we get we deserve

Lead me from tortured dreams
Childhood themes of nights alone,
Wipe away endless years,
Childhood tears as dry as stone.

From seeds of confusion,
Illusions darks blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow
The dance still is sung.

My life's course is guided
Decided by limits drawn
On charts of my past days
And pathways since I was born.

I carry the dust of a journey
That cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
For I breathe it every day.

You and I are yesterday's answers,
The earth of the past came to flesh,
Eroded by Time's rivers
To the shapes we now possess.

Come share of my breath and my substance,
And mingle our stream and our times.
In bright, infinite moments,
Our reasons are lost in our rhymes.

Doubles faces dark defense
Talk too loud but talk no sense
Yeah I see those smiling eyes
Butter us up with smiling lies

Talk to creatures raise the dead
Fate you know sure got fed
Trained apart from houses of stone
Hour of horses pick the bone

Come forth, from love spire
Born in life's fire,
Born in life's fire.
Come forth, from love's spire

In the burning, all are yearning,
For life to be.
And the pain will (must) be gain,
New life!

Stirring in, salty streams
And dark hidden seams
Where the fossil sun gleams.

They were, sent from (to) the gates
Ride the tides of fate,
Ride the tides of fate.
They were, sent from (to) the gates

In the burning of our yearning,
For life to be.

There's no end to my life,
No beginning to my death
Death is life!

Cat's foot iron claw
Neuro-surgeons scream for more
At paranoia's poison door.
Twenty first century schizoid man.

Blood rack barbed wire
Polititians' funeral pyre
Innocents raped with napalm fire
Twenty first century schizoid man.

Death seed blind man's greed
Poets' starving children bleed
Nothing he's got he really needs
Twenty first century schizoid man.
I TALK TO THE WIND
Said the straight man to the late man
Where have you been
I've been here and I've been there
And I've been in between.

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.

I'm on the outside looking inside
What do I see
Much confusion, disillusion
All around me.

You don't possess me
Don't impress me
Just upset my mind
Can't instruct me or conduct me
Just use up my time

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.

Said the straight man to the late man
Where have you been
I've been here and I've been there
And I've been in between.

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.

I'm on the outside looking inside
What do I see
Much confusion, disillusion
All around me.

You don't possess me
Don't impress me
Just upset my mind
Can't instruct me or conduct me
Just use up my time

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams
Upon the instruments if death
The sunlight brightly gleams
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
when silence drowns the screams
Confusion will be my epitaph
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it
we can all sit back and laugh
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying

Between the iron gates of fate
The seeds of time were sown
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
When silence drowns the screams
Confusion will be my epitaph
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it
we can all sit back and laugh
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
crying
crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
crying

Call her moonchild
Dancing in the shallows of a river
Lovely moonchild
Dreaming in the shadow
of the willow
Talking to the trees of the cobweb strange
Sleeping on the steps of a fountain
Waving silver wands to the night-birds song
Waiting for the sun on the mountain
She's a moonchild
Gathering the flowers in a garden.
Lovely moonchild
Drifting on the echoes of the hours.
Sailing on the wind
in a milk white gown
Dropping circle stones on a sun dial
Playing hide and seek
with the ghosts of dawn
Waiting for a smile from a sun child.

The rusted chains of prison moons Are shattered by the sun I walk a road. horizons change The tournament s begun The purple piper plays his tune The choir softly sing Three lullabies in an ancient tongue For the court of the crimson king The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams I want outside the pilgrim s door With insufficient schemesThe black queen chants the funeral marchThe cracked brass bells will ring To summon back the fire witch To the court of the crimson king The gardener plants an evergreen Whilst tramping on a flowerI chase the wind of a prism ship To taste the sweet and sour The pattern juggler lifts his hand The orchestra begin As slowly turns the grinding wheel In the court of the crimson king On soft grey mornings windows cry The wise men share a joke I run to grasp divining signs To satify the hoax The yellow jester does not play But gently pulls the strings And smiles as the puppets dance In the court of crimson king - 

Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me,
My face spill so gently into your eyes,
Disturbing the waters of our lives.

Shread of our memories are lying on your grass;
Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past.
Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
Letters of your mem'ries are not real.

Sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat
In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope.
The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died.
Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our lives, lives,
lives, lives...
Of our lives.

Just a step, cried the sad man,
Take a look down at the madman.
Bearded kings on silver wings
Fly beyond reason.
From the flight of the seagull,
Come the spread claws of the eagle
Only fear breaks the silence,
As we all kneel, pray for guidance.

Tread the room, cross the abyss,
Take a look down at the madness.
On the streets of the city,
Only spectres still have pity.
Patient queues for the gallows,
Sing the praises of the hallows.
Our machines feed the furnace,
If they take us, they will burn us.

Will you still know who you are
When you come to who you are?

When the flames have their season
Will you hold to your reason?
Will you die with your chance?
Can you still keep your balance?
Can you wake from the nightmare?

He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

White lace and feathers
They made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
On which he was laid

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

A bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him
So he laid down and he died

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

They said there'll be snow at Christmas
They said there'll be peace on Earth
But instead it just kept on raining
A veil of tears for the Virgin's birth
I remember one Christmas morning
A winters light and a distant choir
And the peal of a bell and that Christmas Tree smell
And their eyes full of tinsel and fire

They sold me a dream of Christmas
They sold me a Silent Night
And they told me a fairy story
'Till I believed in the Israelite
And I believed in Father Christmas
And I looked at the sky with excited eyes
'Till I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn
And I saw him and through his disguise

I wish you a hopeful Christmas
I wish you a brave New Year
All anguish pain and sadness
Leave your heart and let your road be clear
They said there'll be snow at Christmas
They said there'll be peace on Earth
Hallelujah Noel be it Heaven or Hell
The Christmas you get you deserve

Who'll make his mark, the captain cried.
To the devil drink a toast.
We'll glut the hold with cups of gold
And we'll feed the sea with ghosts
I see your hunger for a fortune
Could be better served beneath my flag
If you've the stomach for a broadside
Come aboard my pretty boys
I will take you and make you
Everything you've ever dreamed.
Make fast the guns tonight we sail
when the high tide floods the bay,
cut free the lines and square the yards
get the black flag stowed away
the Turk, the Arab, the Spaniard
will soon have pennies on their eyes
and any other laden fancy
we will take her by surprise
I will take you and make you
Everything you've ever dreamed.

Six days off the Cuban coast when a sail ahead the spied
galleon of the treasure fleet,' the mizzen lookout cried
Closer to the wind my boys, the mad-eyed captain roared
every man that's alive tonight will be hauling gold aboard.
Spare us, the galleon begged but mercy's face had fled
Blood ran from the screaming souls the cutlass harvested
Driven to the quarter deck the last survivor fell
She's ours my boys, the Captain grinned and no one left to tell.

The Captain rose from a silk divan
With a pistol in his fist
And shot the lock from an iron box
And a blood red ruby kissed
I give you jewellery of turquoise
A crucifix of solid gold
One hundred thousand silver pieces
It is just as I foretold
You... You see there before you everything
You've ever dreamed.

Anchored in an indigo moonlit bay
Gold-eyed round fires the sea thieves lay
Morning... white shells and a pipe of clay
As the wind filled their footsteps
They were far... far... away.

Our sails swell full as we brave all seas
On a westward wind to live as we please
With the wicked wild-eyed woman of Portobello town
Where we've been told that a purse of gold
Buys many man a crown
They will serve you and clothe you
Exchange your rags for the velvet coats of Kings.

Who'll drink a toast with me
I give you Liberty
This town is ours... tonight.

Landlord, wine make it the finest
Make it a cup for a sea dogs thirst
Two long years of bones and beaches
Fever and leeches did their worst
So fill the night with paradise
Bring me peach and peacock till I burst
But first, I want a soft touch in the right place
I want to feel like a King tonight
Ten on the black to beat the Frenchman
Back you dogs give 'em room to turn
Now open wide sweet Heaven's gates
Tonight we're gonna see if Heaven burns
See how she burns... Oh she burns
I want an angel on a gold chain
And I'll ride her to the stars
It's the last time for a long long time
Come the daybreak, we embark...
On the flood of the morning tide
Once more the ocean cried.

This company will return one day
Though we feel your tears it's the price we pay
For there's prizes to be taken and glory to be found
Cut free the chains make fast your souls
We are Eldorado bound...
I will take you always forever together
Until hell call our names...

Who'll drink a toast with me
To the devil and the deep blue sea
Gold drives a man... to dream!

Good night
Good night
Look at that moon shine so bright
And tonight he smiles especially for you

Sleep tight
Sleep tight
You know everything is alright
And tonight I'll be here watching over you
For tonight I'll be here watching over you
Tonight I'll be here watching over you

Sweet dreams
Sweet dreams
It is never as real as it seems
And in the morning when you wake up
I'll be right here

Sleep on
Sleep on
For no matter how dark or long
It may seem that your night is
I'll be still be here
I'll still be here watching
Watching over you

So sleep little darling
Sleep on through

Oh~

So be still
Be still
For you know that I always will
Tonight and forever
Be watching over you
For tonight and forever
be watching over you
So sleep little darling
Sleep on through

I will be watching over you

I. STONES OF YEARS
Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?
Have the days made you so unwise?
Realize, you are.
Had you talked to the winds of time,
Then you'd know how the water rhyme.
Taste of wine,
How can you know where you've been?
In time you'll see the sign,
And realize your sin.
Will you know how the seed is sown?
All your time has been overgrown,
Never known.
Have you walked on the stones of years?
When you speak, is it you that hears?
Are your ears full?
You can't hear anything at all.

II. MASS
The preacher said a prayer,
Save ev'ry single hair on his head.
He's dead.
The minister of hate had just arrived too late to be spared.
Who cared?
The weaver in the web that he made!
The pilgrim wandered in,
Commiting ev'ry sin that he could
So good...
The cardinal of grief was set in his belief he'd saved
From the grave
The weaver in the web that he made!
The high priest took a blade
To bless the ones that prayed,
And all obeyed.
The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time,
A sign.
The weaver in the web that he made!
A Bishop rings a bell,
A cloak of darkness fell across the ground,
Without a sound!
The silent choir sing and in their silence,
Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground.
The weaver in the web that he made!

III. BATTLEFIELD
Clear the battlefield and let me see
All the profit from our victory.
You talk of freedom, starving children fall.
Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?
Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?
Did you stand beside the spectral torch?
Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face,
Scattered on the ashes of disgrace.
Every blade is sharp; the arrows fly
We're the victims of your armies lie,
Where the blades of grass and arrows rain
Then there will be no sorrow,
Be no pain

Do you want to be an angel,
Do you want to be a star,
Do you want to play some magic on my guitar?
Do you want to be a poet,
Do you want to be my string?
You could be anything.
Do you want to be the lover of another
Undercover? you could even be the man on the moon.

Do you want to be the player,
Do you want to be the string?
Let me just tell you something,
It just don't mean a thing.
You see it really doesn't matter
When you're buried in disguise
By the dark glass on your eyes,
Though your flesh has crystalised;
Still .... you turn me on.
Do you want to be the pillow where i lay my head,
Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed?
Do you want to be a colour cover magazine;
Create a scene.
Every day a little sadder,
A little madder,
Someone get me a ladder.

Do you want to be the singer,
Do you want to be the song?
Let me tell you something
You just couldn't be more wrong.
You see i really have to tell you
That it all gets so intense.
)from my experience
It just doesn't seem to make sense,
Still .... you turn me on.

He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

White lace and feathers
They made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
On which he was laid

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

A bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him
So he laid down and he died

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me,
My face spill so gently into your eyes,
Disturbing the waters of our lives.

Shread of our memories are lying on your grass;
Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past.
Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
Letters of your mem'ries are not real.

Sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat
In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope.
The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died.
Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our lives, lives,
lives, lives...
Of our lives.

Every day I see a nwe cloud coming
There's one more hole in space
Every time I walk across the street
I feel the gas blowing in my face
We never learn even deserts burn
And all politicians lie
They don't do nothing till we reach high noon
Black moon

Ain't nobody gonna walk on water
When it falls like acid rain
Nobody gonna fake you out
Every poison stains
We're all struck here right in the middle
We never call the tune
If we don't get active we'll become immune
Black moon

In the night see the red sky burning
There's fire on the mountain
Oil slicks on the sea
The black moon is rising
How long will it be

you take a look around the world
The future never waits
We're skating on the thin ice
And we're in the hands of fate
What we need's a little redirection
To find our blue lagoon
You know it wouldn't come a moment too soon
Black moon
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And did those feet in ancient time,
Walk upon england's mountains green?
And was the holy lamb of god
On england's pleasant pastures seen?

And did the countenance divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was jerusalem builded here
Among these dark satanic mills?
Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear: o clouds unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!

I will not cease from mental fight;
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Til we have built jerusalem
In england's green and pleasant land.

Do you want to be an angel,
Do you want to be a star,
Do you want to play some magic on my guitar?
Do you want to be a poet,
Do you want to be my string?
You could be anything.
Do you want to be the lover of another
Undercover? you could even be the man on the moon.

Do you want to be the player,
Do you want to be the string?
Let me just tell you something,
It just don't mean a thing.
You see it really doesn't matter
When you're buried in disguise
By the dark glass on your eyes,
Though your flesh has crystalised;
Still .... you turn me on.
Do you want to be the pillow where i lay my head,
Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed?
Do you want to be a colour cover magazine;
Create a scene.
Every day a little sadder,
A little madder,
Someone get me a ladder.

Do you want to be the singer,
Do you want to be the song?
Let me tell you something
You just couldn't be more wrong.
You see i really have to tell you
That it all gets so intense.
)from my experience
It just doesn't seem to make sense,
Still .... you turn me on.

Just a step, cried the sad man,
Take a look down at the madman.
Bearded kings on silver wings
Fly beyond reason.
From the flight of the seagull,
Come the spread claws of the eagle
Only fear breaks the silence,
As we all kneel, pray for guidance.

Tread the room, cross the abyss,
Take a look down at the madness.
On the streets of the city,
Only spectres still have pity.
Patient queues for the gallows,
Sing the praises of the hallows.
Our machines feed the furnace,
If they take us, they will burn us.

Will you still know who you are
When you come to who you are?

When the flames have their season
Will you hold to your reason?
Will you die with your chance?
Can you still keep your balance?
Can you wake from the nightmare?

There might have been things I missed
But don't be unkind
It don't mean I'm blind
Perhaps there's a thing or two
I think of lying in bed
I shouldn't have said
But there it is

You see, it's all clear
You were meant to be here
From the beginning

Maybe I might have changed
And not been so cruel
Not been such a fool
Whatever was done is done
I just can't recall
It doesn't matter at all

You see, it's all clear
You were meant to be here
From the beginning

He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

White lace and feathers
They made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
On which he was laid

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

A bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him
So he laid down and he died

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

Who'll make his mark, the captain cried.
To the devil drink a toast.
We'll glut the hold with cups of gold
And we'll feed the sea with ghosts
I see your hunger for a fortune
Could be better served beneath my flag
If you've the stomach for a broadside
Come aboard my pretty boys
I will take you and make you
Everything you've ever dreamed.
Make fast the guns tonight we sail
when the high tide floods the bay,
cut free the lines and square the yards
get the black flag stowed away
the Turk, the Arab, the Spaniard
will soon have pennies on their eyes
and any other laden fancy
we will take her by surprise
I will take you and make you
Everything you've ever dreamed.

Six days off the Cuban coast when a sail ahead the spied
galleon of the treasure fleet,' the mizzen lookout cried
Closer to the wind my boys, the mad-eyed captain roared
every man that's alive tonight will be hauling gold aboard.
Spare us, the galleon begged but mercy's face had fled
Blood ran from the screaming souls the cutlass harvested
Driven to the quarter deck the last survivor fell
She's ours my boys, the Captain grinned and no one left to tell.

The Captain rose from a silk divan
With a pistol in his fist
And shot the lock from an iron box
And a blood red ruby kissed
I give you jewellery of turquoise
A crucifix of solid gold
One hundred thousand silver pieces
It is just as I foretold
You... You see there before you everything
You've ever dreamed.

Anchored in an indigo moonlit bay
Gold-eyed round fires the sea thieves lay
Morning... white shells and a pipe of clay
As the wind filled their footsteps
They were far... far... away.

Our sails swell full as we brave all seas
On a westward wind to live as we please
With the wicked wild-eyed woman of Portobello town
Where we've been told that a purse of gold
Buys many man a crown
They will serve you and clothe you
Exchange your rags for the velvet coats of Kings.

Who'll drink a toast with me
I give you Liberty
This town is ours... tonight.

Landlord, wine make it the finest
Make it a cup for a sea dogs thirst
Two long years of bones and beaches
Fever and leeches did their worst
So fill the night with paradise
Bring me peach and peacock till I burst
But first, I want a soft touch in the right place
I want to feel like a King tonight
Ten on the black to beat the Frenchman
Back you dogs give 'em room to turn
Now open wide sweet Heaven's gates
Tonight we're gonna see if Heaven burns
See how she burns... Oh she burns
I want an angel on a gold chain
And I'll ride her to the stars
It's the last time for a long long time
Come the daybreak, we embark...
On the flood of the morning tide
Once more the ocean cried.

This company will return one day
Though we feel your tears it's the price we pay
For there's prizes to be taken and glory to be found
Cut free the chains make fast your souls
We are Eldorado bound...
I will take you always forever together
Until hell call our names...

Who'll drink a toast with me
To the devil and the deep blue sea
Gold drives a man... to dream!

Lead me from tortured dreams
Childhood themes of nights alone,
Wipe away endless years,
Childhood tears as dry as stone.

From seeds of confusion,
Illusions darks blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow
The dance still is sung.

My life's course is guided
Decided by limits drawn
On charts of my past days
And pathways since I was born.

I carry the dust of a journey
That cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
For I breathe it every day.

You and I are yesterday's answers,
The earth of the past came to flesh,
Eroded by Time's rivers
To the shapes we now possess.

Come share of my breath and my substance,
And mingle our stream and our times.
In bright, infinite moments,
Our reasons are lost in our rhymes.

Doubles faces dark defense
Talk too loud but talk no sense
Yeah I see those smiling eyes
Butter us up with smiling lies

Talk to creatures raise the dead
Fate you know sure got fed
Trained apart from houses of stone
Hour of horses pick the bone

Come forth, from love spire
Born in life's fire,
Born in life's fire.
Come forth, from love's spire

In the burning, all are yearning,
For life to be.
And the pain will (must) be gain,
New life!

Stirring in, salty streams
And dark hidden seams
Where the fossil sun gleams.

They were, sent from (to) the gates
Ride the tides of fate,
Ride the tides of fate.
They were, sent from (to) the gates

In the burning of our yearning,
For life to be.

There's no end to my life,
No beginning to my death
Death is life!