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* I Feel Free - Cream
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. |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
She wrote me out a letter of thanks
I had to doubt Waking in someone's shoes It made me feel so harried Under her clothes she carried Proof that she wasn't married She carved herself a piece of my heart I have to starve Walking in someone's bed Love causes such congestion It gives me indigestion When she brings up the question I walked into a solid brick wall I felt like glue Sticking to someone's shed My front teeth were all broken By those doors you had spoken I wish you'd left them open Now when it's time to look for some peace I think it's fine Practising my last stand Now that the crowd's diminished Our hope of loud is finished I trace your name in spinach |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
Standing there looking like a star
I knew that you were sure to go far Now I know you’ve got no time for me You took my loving and you want to be free Keep on pushin’ on looking for fame Keep on pushin’ on Baby Jane When you walk onto the stage No-one would ever guess your age But when you wake in the morning sun You can’t hide those lines from no-one Keep on pushin’ on looking for fame Keep on pushin’ on Baby Jane Who’ll be there when the fame has passed Which one of your friends will be last I’ll be there right to the end I’ll be your man, your lover, your friend Keep on pushin’ on looking for fame Keep on pushin’ on Baby Jane |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
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's been 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. |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
How will I find you O my love
In the darkness of day I will look in glass forests Where electric fish play How will I see you when I find you In the brightness of light I will see you on the silver train That people call night How will I know you when I see you In the bareness of spring I will know you by starlight Where the road's echoes sing How will I love you when I know you In the greyness of mist I will love you forever Where sadness has kissed Walking by the sea See the names floating by Trying to find each other's Trails in the sky |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
Keep it down
If it's still hangin' around Kept away Well it's lost inside a day On the journey through the street To the corner you have to meet Keep keepin' it down If it's hangin' around In the dawn When the last drop it has gone Summer leaves From the hill where my love grieves In the sun where you met her In the shade where you left her Keep keepin' it down If it's hangin' around You've got to keep it down And never let it go to the top 'Cause you know that if it does The roundabout is nevver gonna stop, never gonna stop In the night There's a space replaces your face That you lent I don't know just how it went Though the trains have passed it by It still sits up in your sky Keep keepin' it down If it's hangin' around Yeah... Keep it down... keep it down... keep it down... |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
Sea of faces
Looking for something warm To take home in the cold dawn In place of love The webs I wove Finding myself lost Inside a song Long lines of years Queueing for calmer seas Rhapsodies and remedies To keep the town From coming down Finding myself lost Inside a song Diving past red lights On bad nights Playing crazy games With my brains Throwing windows from the tops of towers People down below with broken hours... |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
You say there’s no more time to borrow
Two and two make twenty-two Drownin’ your head in sorrow, cryin’ every day We can help you with that prison, Passin’ the time with a smile Join the boys with crazy rhythm, now it’s here to stay At the madhouse/madhouse/jumpin’ at the madhouse Space makes roads into your hairline Four and nine make forty-nine Travellin’ on that long lost airline, cryin’ in your tray When your face falls we’ll restore it Makin’ it new with a smile Fillin’ in the holes that tore it, now it’s time to play At the madhouse/madhouse/jumpin’ at the madhouse Why the busy why the lazy Three and three make thirty-three Future flies will make you crazy, you know anyway You can join us where we’re layin’ We’re sittin’ back with a smile Circus band is softly playin’, hope you’ve come to stay At the madhouse/madhouse/jumpin’ at the madhouse If the darkness sends you funny Nine and one make ninety-one Your train’s lost it’s hope in money, cryin’ in your pay We can turn your inside outside You’ll make it if you have to Keep on wavin’ with our hands tied, now it’s all the way At the madhouse/madhouse/jumpin’ at the madhouse |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
Running, jumping, pushing its way
Mornings nighttime blends into day Can't find curtains to shut it away We were alone in the hills of the night Now the neon dawn lets in the light And the milkman that nobody knows Leaves bottles of tears At the house full of laughter Nobody ever hears O the grass is burned black By the ships coming back from the stars, golden stars Seas turned to steam When we boiled the dream of tomorrow, tomorrow When it gets light Some of them always stay She's dressed in white Till the smoke turns her grey Falling, stumbling, feeling its way Mornings nighttime moves into day Can't find warmth to keep it away Used to be alone on the waves of cloud Now the flotsam dawn brings in the crowd And the angel who sits in her car Full of desire But the hoses who came from the town Put out her fire O the seas have run dry And the sun's one good eye is too blind to see Sky has gone bad From the good times we had burning bright, such good times When it gets light Some of them always stay She's dressed in white Till the smoke turns her grey |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
Face next to mine in the mirror
Love for an hour's history Only one, just begun Trying to keep from sleeping Live in the soft memory Inly one, just begun Says in the tune where there's plenty Gold for a life's treasury Only two, what to do Searched in the moon, found the answers Sold to the next mystery Only two, what to do Get back on the track, singing Thirty shows, change of clothes, face in rows, glowing Ties torn, shadows born, stormy Match away, less to say, gone astray, time to pay ? Then there's just empty rooms again Swept streets Clean sun sheets Face next to mine in the darkness Row down the river with me Ships that pass, never last Trying to keep from waking Know how the lives used to be Ships that pass never last Get back on the track, singing Thirty shows, change of clothes, face in rows, glowing Ties torn, shadows born, stormy Match away, less to say, time to pay, gone astray ? Then there's just autumn rooms again Swept streets Clean sun sheets |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
Out into the fields
I will go flying Lovers of the trains Will watch my tracks Lonely in their boxes Me I'm raising the smile Out over the moon I will go running Lovers of the stars Will watch my trails Lonely in their boxes Me I'm raising the smile |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
Pieces of mind
See how they ran Prizes of sun Still to be won When the life is made of straw Can you tell me what it's for Waves that pound against the door Leave me at the place of/throw it away/throw it away Leave it today/ Keep me dancing stop me grasping Clouds that turn to dust on touching Times I'm so far from/What I want So much the same Living in games Pieces of cake Until they break apart They say the plane that comes to pass never rhymes Now it burns on grass too steep to climb Best of friends Until the flowers end Mines have taken their place Darkness in their face Now the golden coach is here Can you cure me of the fear Should I move into the clear Find a time in which I/throw it away/get out today Keep me singing stop me clutching Rooms that turn to dust on touching Times I'm so far from/What I want Merry-go-round In a town without a sound Wings for hire From the church with no choir The burning ship is sailing It will not leave without me ? /Throw it away/get out today/ Get out today/ ? Keep me singing stop me clutching Rooms that turn to dust on leaving Times I'm so far from/What I want Merry-go-round In a town without a sound Wings for hire From the church with no choir The burning ship is sailing It will not leave without me The stocks of fire unfailing Won't set me free There goes the price of drowning So I must swim to the end Each day the head needs crowning To much to mend... |
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The smiles on city windows,
It's only the weekly cleaner The dials on all the faces Are gradually getting nearer So make it careful when you can Forget it if you've read the plan Call a friend when you're in doubt Nights are hard when you're locked out Grins painted on radiators Are only the teeth of laughter The numbers of all the victories Are stenciled on soon after So don't regret the leaves that fall Have a little have it all Take a bit give just as much Nights are hard without the touch/crutch The smiling suburban collars They power the city's cisterns Whenever they pull the trainchain/They gradually start the pistons So keep your hair on if you can When you're living in a van Call a friend when you're in doubt Nights are hoarse when you're locked out Grins painted on petrol tigers Are only the tanks of porter Statistics of all the campaigns Are written down on water So don't regret the cars that rust Everything must turn to dust Cultivate and dig your croft Nights are hard when you've gone soft Lovers in the dark Murders in the park By the silver moon Blankets from the fear Cars when roads are near Winter's much too soon |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
The smiles on city windows,
It's only the weekly cleaner The dials on all the faces Are gradually getting nearer So make it careful when you can Forget it if you've read the plan Call a friend when you're in doubt Nights are hard when you're locked out Grins painted on radiators Are only the teeth of laughter The numbers of all the victories Are stenciled on soon after So don't regret the leaves that fall Have a little have it all Take a bit give just as much Nights are hard without the touch/crutch The smiling suburban collars They power the city's cisterns Whenever they pull the trainchain/They gradually start the pistons So keep your hair on if you can When you're living in a van Call a friend when you're in doubt Nights are hoarse when you're locked out Grins painted on petrol tigers Are only the tanks of porter Statistics of all the campaigns Are written down on water So don't regret the cars that rust Everything must turn to dust Cultivate and dig your croft Nights are hard when you've gone soft Lovers in the dark Murders in the park By the silver moon Blankets from the fear Cars when roads are near Winter's much too soon |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
We've seen so many towns
Where the trains don't ever stop Though we hear all night sounds There's no side left to the shop Nothing but changes Of face That life rearranges Nothing but strangeness That wastes Anything it replaces We've seen so many dreams Floating out into the tide They're never what they seem And there's emptiness inside Nothing but changes Of face That life rearranges Nothing but strangeness That wastes Anything it replaces Keep hustlin' tomorrow You might just find Something to live for Keep pushin' tomorrow You might just find That elusive something... We've got so many ways To take the world apart And almost no one stays Of they make it from the start Nothing but changes Of face That life rearranges Nothing but strangeness That wastes Anything it replaces Keep hustlin' tomorrow You might just find Something to live for Keep pushin' tomorrow You might just find That elusive something... |
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You say you don't want me
Well I don't want you to go You say you don't need me You shut my hair in the door You say you won't have me You're leaving my wound all sore Chorus: Breakfast is goodnight Yesterdays are old meals now Times ripe for clearout You say you can't eat it Well I don't have any food You say you can't face it Well I'm not in any mood You say you don't need it You're leaving my head all chewed (Chorus) You say you can't stand it well why don't you let it sit You say you can't dig it yet you'll never let me quit you say you can't use it you won't find a better fit (Chorus) |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today We're going wrong |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
Without a word
The time is mist The branches twist against the sun The leaves that left Had to run Without a word Without a word Without a word Between the two I'm losing you, losing you In proud parades, in crowded nights The plans we laid We can't get through Without a word Without a word Without a word To say what's yours I'm losing you, losing you In racing streets, where ends don't meet Tomorrow's train Has closed its doors Without a word Without a word... |
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Without a word
The time is mist The branches twist against the sun The leaves that left Had to run Without a word Without a word Without a word Between the two I'm losing you, losing you In proud parades, in crowded nights The plans we laid We can't get through Without a word Without a word Without a word To say what's yours I'm losing you, losing you In racing streets, where ends don't meet Tomorrow's train Has closed its doors Without a word Without a word... |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
I was born one morning
Wearing my old coat I was born to travel So I went and got a boat Tried to cure my feet From taking the wrong street In the Spring when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables One day I got the tie I wore it round my neck Flashed it round at all the girls That I was hoping to wreck Tried to point the shoes on my toes Where the guitar grows In the Summer when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And they burned all my tables My father said, listen, son One day you're gonna gather juice When you soak up flowers Don't let your leg hang loose You stirred up a hornet's nest I hear it buzzing in your vest In the Autumn when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables My life was the table And you have dined off of it The two-ended candle Was the one you lit They hammered down my jail While you held the nail In the Winter when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables |
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from Jack Bruce - Spirit Live At The Bbc 1971-1978 (2008)
I was born one morning
Wearing my old coat I was born to travel So I went and got a boat Tried to cure my feet From taking the wrong street In the Spring when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables One day I got the tie I wore it round my neck Flashed it round at all the girls That I was hoping to wreck Tried to point the shoes on my toes Where the guitar grows In the Summer when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And they burned all my tables My father said, listen, son One day you're gonna gather juice When you soak up flowers Don't let your leg hang loose You stirred up a hornet's nest I hear it buzzing in your vest In the Autumn when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables My life was the table And you have dined off of it The two-ended candle Was the one you lit They hammered down my jail While you held the nail In the Winter when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
Badge - Cream
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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
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's my only friend. I've been down ever since I was ten. Chorus You know, wine and women is all I crave. A big bad woman's gonna carry me to my grave. Chorus First Verse 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. |
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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's my only friend. I've been down ever since I was ten. Chorus You know, wine and women is all I crave. A big bad woman's gonna carry me to my grave. Chorus First Verse 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. |
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I went down to the crossroads
Fell down on my knees Down to the crossroads Fell down on my knees Asked the Lord above for mercy "Take me, if you please" I went down to the crossroads Tried to flag a ride Down to the crossroads Tried to flag a ride Nobody seemed to know me Everybody passed me by Well, I'm going down to Rosedale Take my rider by my side Going down to Rosedale Take my rider by my side You can still barrelhouse, baby On the riverside Going down to Rosedale Take my rider by my side 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 boy Willie Brown Run, you can run Tell my friend boy Willie Brown And I'm standing at the crossroads Believe I'm sinking down |
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I went down to the crossroads
Fell down on my knees Down to the crossroads Fell down on my knees Asked the Lord above for mercy "Take me, if you please" I went down to the crossroads Tried to flag a ride Down to the crossroads Tried to flag a ride Nobody seemed to know me Everybody passed me by Well, I'm going down to Rosedale Take my rider by my side Going down to Rosedale Take my rider by my side You can still barrelhouse, baby On the riverside Going down to Rosedale Take my rider by my side 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 boy Willie Brown Run, you can run Tell my friend boy Willie Brown And I'm standing at the crossroads Believe I'm sinking down |
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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. Chorus 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. Chorus 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. |
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I'm so glad
I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad 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 I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad Tired of weeping Tired of moaning Tired of groaning for you Don't know what to do I don't know what to do Don't know what to do I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad |
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N.S.U. - Cream
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 |
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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? |
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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. |
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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 dog legs 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 dog legs 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 pegleg 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 dog legs and feet. |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
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 sittin' on top of the world. All the summer, worked on this farm Had to take Christmas in my overalls. She's gone, but I don't worry, I'm sittin' on top of the world. Going down to the freight yard, Gonna catch me a freight train. Gonna leave this town, Work done got to hard. She's gone, but I don't worry, I'm sittin' on top of the world. |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
Spoonful
by Willie Dixon 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 CAT'S SQUIRREL (traditional) (instrumental) Nit Music ManiaClub ... Angel's Wings cyworld.com/vusrmsdyd |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday's just as bad
They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday's just as bad Wednesday's even worse; Thursday's awful sad The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go out to play The eagle flies on Friday, but Saturday I go out to play Sunday I go to church where I kneel down and pray And I say, "lord have mercy, lord have mercy on me Lord have mercy, lord have mercy on me Just trying to find my baby, won't you please send her on back to me" The eagle flies on Friday, on Saturday I go out to play The eagle flies on Friday, on Saturday I go out to play Sunday I go to church, where I kneel down, lord and I pray Then I say, "Lord have mercy, won't you please have mercy on me Lord, oh Lord have mercy, yeah, won't you please, please have mercy on me I'm just a-lookin' for my sweet babe, so won't you please send him home, send him on home to me" |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
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 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 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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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
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 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 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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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
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 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 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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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
Ba ba, ba-ba ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba, ba ba-ba-ba Ba ba, ba-ba ba ba Ba-ba ba ba, ba ba-ba-ba Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life? Money, nothing funny, wasting the best of our life Sweet wine, haymaking, sunshine day breaking We can wait 'til tomorrow Car speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling We can bide time Ba ba, ba-ba ba ba Ba-ba ba ba, ba ba-ba-ba Ba ba, ba-ba ba ba Ba-ba ba ba, ba ba-ba-ba Sweet wine, haymaking, sunshine day breaking We can wait 'til tomorrow Car speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling We can bide time Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life? Money, nothing funny, wasting the best of our life Ba ba, ba-ba ba ba Ba-ba ba ba, ba ba-ba-ba Ba ba, ba-ba ba ba Ba-ba ba ba, ba ba-ba-ba |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise 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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise 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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
Please open your eyes
Try to realise 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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran 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 kindness 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. |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [live] (2006)
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran 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 kindness 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. |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
Badge - Cream
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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
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's my only friend. I've been down ever since I was ten. Chorus You know, wine and women is all I crave. A big bad woman's gonna carry me to my grave. Chorus First Verse 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. |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
I went down to the crossroads
Fell down on my knees Down to the crossroads Fell down on my knees Asked the Lord above for mercy "Take me, if you please" I went down to the crossroads Tried to flag a ride Down to the crossroads Tried to flag a ride Nobody seemed to know me Everybody passed me by Well, I'm going down to Rosedale Take my rider by my side Going down to Rosedale Take my rider by my side You can still barrelhouse, baby On the riverside Going down to Rosedale Take my rider by my side 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 boy Willie Brown Run, you can run Tell my friend boy Willie Brown And I'm standing at the crossroads Believe I'm sinking down |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
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. Chorus 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. Chorus 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. |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
I'm so glad
I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad 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 I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad Tired of weeping Tired of moaning Tired of groaning for you Don't know what to do I don't know what to do Don't know what to do I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
N.S.U. - Cream
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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
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? |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
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. |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
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 dog legs 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 dog legs 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 pegleg 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 dog legs and feet. |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
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 sittin' on top of the world. All the summer, worked on this farm Had to take Christmas in my overalls. She's gone, but I don't worry, I'm sittin' on top of the world. Going down to the freight yard, Gonna catch me a freight train. Gonna leave this town, Work done got to hard. She's gone, but I don't worry, I'm sittin' on top of the world. |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
Spoonful
by Willie Dixon 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 CAT'S SQUIRREL (traditional) (instrumental) Nit Music ManiaClub ... Angel's Wings cyworld.com/vusrmsdyd |
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They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday's just as bad
They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday's just as bad Wednesday's even worse; Thursday's awful sad The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go out to play The eagle flies on Friday, but Saturday I go out to play Sunday I go to church where I kneel down and pray And I say, "lord have mercy, lord have mercy on me Lord have mercy, lord have mercy on me Just trying to find my baby, won't you please send her on back to me" The eagle flies on Friday, on Saturday I go out to play The eagle flies on Friday, on Saturday I go out to play Sunday I go to church, where I kneel down, lord and I pray Then I say, "Lord have mercy, won't you please have mercy on me Lord, oh Lord have mercy, yeah, won't you please, please have mercy on me I'm just a-lookin' for my sweet babe, so won't you please send him home, send him on home to me" |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
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 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 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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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 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 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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Ba ba, ba-ba ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba, ba ba-ba-ba Ba ba, ba-ba ba ba Ba-ba ba ba, ba ba-ba-ba Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life? Money, nothing funny, wasting the best of our life Sweet wine, haymaking, sunshine day breaking We can wait 'til tomorrow Car speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling We can bide time Ba ba, ba-ba ba ba Ba-ba ba ba, ba ba-ba-ba Ba ba, ba-ba ba ba Ba-ba ba ba, ba ba-ba-ba Sweet wine, haymaking, sunshine day breaking We can wait 'til tomorrow Car speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling We can bide time Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life? Money, nothing funny, wasting the best of our life Ba ba, ba-ba ba ba Ba-ba ba ba, ba ba-ba-ba Ba ba, ba-ba ba ba Ba-ba ba ba, ba ba-ba-ba |
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Please open your eyes
Try to realise 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 |
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Please open your eyes
Try to realise 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 |
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from Cream - Royal Albert Hall [video, live] (2006)
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran 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 kindness 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. |
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from Jack Bruce - More Jack Than God (2006)
We were walking tall, made the world look smaller than it was
The hole was bigger than the half we gave the dogs They just got the crumbs, now become much humbler than they thought The loss was smaller than the gain and they got caught Taking stock ? future shock Bull the bears ? fight the fair Take the cake and then run, hear the gun Get the price ? for the ice Hawk the doves ? kid the gloves Have your fun and then head for the sun Just keep running round and round Until the final showdown No slow down We divide and rule, makes the place feel cooler than it is The heat is milder than the hell we left the kids They just got the shaft, the grade was much steeper and we laughed The cross was smaller than Lorraine, and it won't last Making it ? thro' the shit Fattening rats ? pirate gas Smash and grab and then run, hear the gun Lick the boot ? for the loot Kiss the arse ? do it fast Have your fun and then head for the sun Just keep running round and round Until the final showdown No slow down Had to have it all, made the mall feel bigger than its size The gap was bigger than the shades we gave the eyes They just copped the dregs, left the eggs more dodgy than the birds The boss was hauled over the coals, the crazy turd Raking up ? all the muck In the box ? break the locks Think of just number one, hear the gun Kill the goose ? cut 'em loose Oil the land, nuke the band Have your fun and then head for the sun Just keep running round and round Until the final showdown No slow down |
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from Jack Bruce - More Jack Than God (2006)
Living on cold island
Your mail comes on the wind Messages and memories of all the things you've been Living on cold island You can't forget the rain Remembering the long roads You have to try again And it's always on your mind And the grinding of the stones Never getting home Living on cold island The love comes second hand Formulas with fantasies you do the best you can Living on cold island You can't keep out the pain Recalling all the hard miles you have to swim again I had too much to lose I'm telling you I did not choose this life on cold island Living on cold island The radio is faint Victories and voices keep calling you a saint Living on cold island You can't escape the flames Burning up the sunset and spelling out your name And it's always your heart And the shining of the track Never coming back |
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from Jack Bruce - More Jack Than God (2006)
There is a love so unexpected
Defying time and its sad declines Working in circles so interconnected Some days it's dark, sometimes it shines There is a sound, welcome as summer Laughing at fate and its final fall Dancing in daydreams and racing the runners Sometimes it takes you, sometimes you take all Follow the fire down highways and airways Stopping to pick up fuel from the night Five or six lives you know you can live with Five or six voices still singing so right There's a desire never gets tired Cuts down the doom and its desert flowers Turn up the big wheel and slide down the wires Some days you get burned, some days save hours There is a feeling closer than comfort Deriding hate and its history Turn up the big wheel and slide down the wires Some days you get burned, some days take some hours Follow the fire down highways and airways Stopping to pick up fuel from the night Five or six lives you know you can live with Five or six voices still singing so right There are some shows, more than together Shaking the rainbows all their bright designs Pack up your rucksack and head for forever Some days you drop back, sometimes stay on line Some days you drop back, sometimes you get back Follow the fire down highways and airways Stopping to pick up fuel from the night Five or six lives you know you can live with Five or six voices still singing so right There's a desire, never gets tired Cuts down the doom and its desert flowers Turn up the big wheel and slide down its wires Some days you get burned, some days take some hours Some days you get burned, some days you get burned, sometimes you get burned... |
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from Jack Bruce - More Jack Than God (2006)
Feel when I dance with you
We move like the sea You, you're all I want to know I feel free (repeat) I can walk down the street there's no one there Tho' the pavements are one huge crowd I can drive down the road my eyes don't see Tho' my mind wants to cry out loud Yes my mind wants to cry out loud Dancefloor is like the sea Ceiling hits the sky You're the sun and as you shine on me I feel free (repeat) |
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from Jack Bruce - More Jack Than God (2006)
Where is the way out of the night
When the dark wind's cryin' Where is the way out of the night Where you're lying? Where is the time to heal the loss When the cruel tongues cross And the heart can't sail Where is the way to keep it in When the sick words win And you grip the rails Where is the place to lay your head When the streets run red And your heart's in jail Where is the place to lay your head When the pressure's tight And the glare's so bright Where is the way out of the night? You hit the black, where you just can't hack it no more The pain caught up and slammed you down to the floor How can you fight with the dying of your dreams Kelly's blue, gone with the wind Never green Where is the way out of the night When the dark wind's cryin' Where is the way out of the night Where you're lying? Where was the hand to soothe your brow When the need was now Straying off the line Where was the friend you could not find Tore your open mind Wrote your name in grime Where was the way out of the maze When the days got crazed All the games they played Where is the way out of the night? You hit the black, where you just can't hack it no more The pain caught up and slammed you down to the floor How can you fight with the dying of your dreams Kelly's blue, gone with the wind Never green Lying, crying |
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from Jack Bruce - More Jack Than God (2006)
When I was angry as I am now
And the night was cruel as it is now When I was young as I am now And the city was steel as it is now You danced for me and the world stopped You danced for me and the truth was clear You danced for me and the names were clean The sweetest movement I've ever seen There is this rhythm It's in your dark eyes I know this rhythm I know this rhythm And it tames me It tames me Through all the streets Through all the steel It's in that dark deep dance It's in the dance you danced for me I was lost in this city I swear I can't remember its name But you danced for me And man you made it fall away The sky was mean as it is now And I was moving as I am now You danced for me And I knew |
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from Jack Bruce - More Jack Than God (2006)
Each single day has just enough cruelty within
To make them perfect and right Each single day has enough dark deep within To make it perfect and light Up against the sky stars crawl against the night Each one trying to claw their way out But each single day has just enough dark To make me really want to stay Each single day has just enough meanness inside To make it perfect and calm Each breathing day has just enough coldness within To make it perfect and warm Up against the night moons press against the sky Trying to force its way (out again) But each breathing day has just enough hurt To make me stay |
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from Jack Bruce - More Jack Than God (2006)
Hey now baby get into my big black car
I want to show you What my politics are I support the left tho' I' leaning to the right I'm just not there When it's coming to a fight I'm a political man yes I practice what I preach I'm a political man yes I practice what I preach So don't deny me baby Not while you're in my reach Get baby, get into my big black car Hey baby, get into my big car I want to just show you What my politics are |
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from Jack Bruce - More Jack Than God (2006)
We used to walk those golden streets
But where's the glitter gone? The times we knew falling back into blue From this moment on We used to sail such silver seas But they have lost their glow The days we danced have denied their romance Ain't nowhere to go Looking thro' cold windows At the autumn flying by I wait for mem'ries to come home All this time without you And I search the sky So sad the sun is on its own Love used to wear a sapphire smile Maybe a diamond grin The years we played were destroyed in the raids All the fools that we've been Look out at the wild world Thro' the sweet and sour rain I wish the ache would lose its sting All these broken chances 'Cos I missed the train Tomorrow just don't mean a thing We used to march against the night Now there's so little shine The minds we moved have slipped out of the groove Now that you are not mine The seasons just don't rhyme Life is hardly worth a dime |
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from Jack Bruce - More Jack Than God (2006)
So they invented race and made themselves different
From those they banned from grace They invented race by writing the difference in the air They invented race and carved it in a language Tattooed it in space and wrote it on skin So they made up race and programmed it in their cash And the air's dark in our mouths It's a bitter light And the skin fades from our sight People's faces into forms So they mad up exotic and wrote it in colour On parchment backs as adventure maps So they shattered my world to a million pieces But I hold on to each piece ad I number them all Won't let my children's smile be shattered into dust And their currency's contempt And the power laughs And the skin fades from my sight People's faces into form Salt sown into day Dark sown in the land Blindness sown in our hopes So they invented race divide down their grace And made their case in fear and pain So they invented race and we'll invent clarity again And the air's dark in our mouths It's a bitter light And the skin fades from our sight People's faces into forms And their currency's contempt And the power laughs And the air's dark in our mouths And the air's dark in our mouths |
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