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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Thrak (1995)
long ago and far away in a different age
when i was a dumb young guy fossilized photos of my life then illustrate what an easy prey i must have been standing in the sun, idiot savant something like a monument i'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones ignorance has alway been something i excel in followed by naivete and pride doesn't take a scientist to see how any clever predator could have a piece of me standing in the sun, idiot savant something like a monument i'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones when i look back on the past it's a wonder i'm not yet extinct all the mistakes and bad judgements i made nearly pushed me to the brink it doesn't pay to be too nice it's the one thing i have learned still, i made my fossil bed now i toss and turn i'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Thrak (1995)
close your eyes and look at me
i'll be standing by your side in between the deep blue sea and the sheltering sky if we find no words to say to the rhythm of the waves then we'll both surrender there walking on air and the worries of the day lie down under cover of the fading clouds the secrets of the night come alive in your eyes you don't have to hurry you don't have to try cause you don't have a care you're walking on air |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Thrak (1995)
autumn has come to rest
in her garden come to paint the trees with emptiness and no pardon so many things have come undone like the leaves on the ground and suddenly she begins to cry but she doesn't know why heavy are the words that fall through the air to burden her shoulders caught up in the trees her soliloguy, "don't leave me alone" |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Thrak (1995)
people fly people flee
people clam and say "it wasn't me" people fish people beef people arm to teeth yes, you've got people on the tube walking on the moon people at the bottom of the sea people in tombs people in igloos even a tribe of pygmies people are the main spring turning the world around people, they're the main spring spinning this world upside down people sun people toast people tire shile other people smoke people bowl people rock people pay to see two people box watch me face me dress me baby me phone me wire me house me bug me fire me people are the main spring spinning the world around people, they're the main spring turning this world inside out |
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one eye goes laughing,
one eye goes crying through the trials and trying of one life one hand is tied, one step gets behind in one breath we're dying i've been waiting for the sun to come up waiting for the showers to stop waiting for the penny to drop one time and i've been standing in a cloud of plans standing on the shifting sands hoping for an open hand one time |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Thrak (1995)
Rome now comes to sit
in her garden mingling the breeze with memories of a time when there was a room in pale yellow hues her room with a view where love made a bed of happiness in muslin and lace sweet is the voice from far away that speaks sotto voce and is lingering there in the golden air to quiet the day. |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Thrak (1995)
Sex sleep eat drink dream
Primal tribal aplle egg vegetable eel I have a new canoe but it does not have a wheel Private velvet animal oldsmobile mind I'm sitting in the fireplace burning up my time Private velvet animal empty t.v. They're fishing in the kitchen But they haven't caught up to me Primal tribal chemical digital night I've got to get dressed to go out of my mind Sex sleep eat drink dream |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - The Construkction Of Light (2000)
Well, I woke up this morning in a cloud of despair
I ran my hand across my head, pulled out a pile or worried hair I went to my physician who was buried in his thoughts he said, "Son, you've been reading too much Elephant Talk" He said, "The thing about depression is, well you just can't let it get you down, you have to see the world for what it is: a circus full of freaks and clowns and you'll never please everybody, it's a well established fact", he said, "I recommend a fifth of Jack and a bottle of Prozac" What can you give a man who has everything can you give him back his edge, can you make him want to sing? No, you can only take from him, and there's nothing he can do I've got the driving me to drink and eat a bottle of Prozac blues Well, I woke up this morning and I shaved of my head by the time I realized what I had done I was already dead I went to see the gatekeeper standing by Heaven's door he said, "I hope you brought a good supply of... you know" |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - The Construkction Of Light (2000)
Pain day sky beauty die black joy
Love empty day life die pain passion Joy black day hate beauty die life Joy ache empty day pain die love Passion joy black light And if God is dead, what am I A fleck of dirt on the wing of a fly Hurtling to earth Through a hole in the sky A hole in the sky And if Warhol's a genius, what am I A speck of lint on the penis of an alien Buried in gelatin Beneath the sands of Venus Time sun hurt trust peace dark rage Sad white rain sun anger hurt soft Trust night rage rain white hope dark Sacred sun time trust hurt rage anger Rain white light And if a bird can speak, who once was a dinosaur And a dog can dream; should it be implausible That a man might supervise The construction of light The construction of light Pain day sky beauty black die joy Love empty time sun hurt trust peace Dark rage sad white rain hate anger Hope sacred passion life night ache soft Light |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - The Construkction Of Light (2000)
Pain day sky beauty die black joy
love empty day life die pain passion joy black day hate beauty die life joy ache empty day pain die love passion joy black light And if God is dead what am I, a fleck of dirt on the wing of a fly hurtling to earth through a hole in the sky And if Warhol's a genius, what am I, a speck of lint on the penis of an alien buried in gelatin beneath the sands of Venus Time sun hurt trust peace dark rage sad white rain sun anger hurt soft trust night rage rain white hope dark sacred sun time trust hurt rage anger rain white light And if a bird can speak, who once was a dinosaur, and a dog can dream; should it be implausible that a man might supervise the construction of light the construction of light Pain day sky beauty black die joy love empty time sun hurt trust peace dark rage sad white rain hate anger hope sacred passion life night ache soft light |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - The Construkction Of Light (2000)
I was just now thinking about the Jaws Of Life
how they chew you up and spit you right back into the frying pan And how life unwinds around and around up and down, you think you're fine but then you're back in the frying pan And how life unwinds you think you're fine but then... |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - The Construkction Of Light (2000)
Hat bandana Graham cracker jackhammer in
a nail file suit your self-serviceman the world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum autographed pictures of Shakespeare fishing gear head phone Madison Square garden hose the world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum Get set get wet get fat get fit get a life get it on get it up get it off of me the world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum get sacked get the facts get a load of this get pissed get real get over it get it over with the world's my oyster soup bowling ball of wax museum Cannibal dog house plan B happy as a lark's tongue in cheekbone china doll the world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum don't ask Y2 cake and eat it too nothing lasts for evergreen thumbscrew the world's my oyster soup kitchen door frame by frame Get back slapback backtalk halfback back track talkback back to back I'll be back to get you back the world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum get bumped get pumped get dumped get the funk get sick get fixed get jiggy with it the world's my oyster souffle mignon Get set get wet get fat get fit get along little doggiem get it off of me oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum get sacked get the facts get a load of this the world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - The Construkction Of Light (2000)
Tragedys of Kennedys, refugees, AIDS disease
photos of Hiroshima, the Holocaust, and Kosovo Tim McVeigh, Saddam Hussein, the bombing of the World Trade hostages in Bosnia, atrocities, South Africa, abortion and Kevorkian, Vietnam, napalm, Lady Di, and Lennon died a violent crime, Columbine, "I have a dream that one day..." Rodney King, O.J., symbols of our life and times, "One giant leap for mankind" |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - The Power To Believe (2003)
She carries me through days of apathy
She washes over me She saved my life in a manner of speaking When she gave me back the power to believe |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - The Power To Believe (2003)
Here it comes, here comes another day
Another decision on the way Well here it comes, here comes a covered display Of preferences to make Here comes a knock on the door Open it for an opportunity Well here it comes, here comes a physical rain Of memories to be made Eyes wide open Eyes wide open all the time 'N there it was, it was the perfect take And were you asleep or awake? There it was, it was a perfect time To speak your mind 'N there it was, it was the chance of a lifetime It flew right by and what did you do? Well there it was, it was another day For memories to be made Eyes wide open Eyes wide open all the time I've got my eyes wide open all the time Eyes wide open Because you never know What you might see Memories to be made Eyes wide open Eyes wide open all the time I've got my eyes wide open Eyes wide open Because you never know What you might see |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - The Power To Believe (2003)
Six billion ants crawling on a plate
Six billion ants crawling on a plate None of them give back as much as they take Six billion ants crawling on a plate Doesn't mean you should just because you can It doesn't mean you should just because you can Like Abraham and Ishmael fighting over sand It doesn't mean you should just because you can That is a fact of life That is a fact of life Now some of us build and some of us teach Some of us build, some of us teach And some of us kill what some of us eat That is a fact of life That is a fact of life Nobody knows what happens when you die Nobody knows what happens when you die Believe what you want, it doesn't mean you're right That is a fact of life That is a fact of life |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - The Power To Believe (2003)
She carries me through days of apathy
She washes over me She saved my life in a manner of speaking When she gave me back the power to believe |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - The Power To Believe (2003)
And when I have some words
This is the way I'll sing Through a distortion box To make them menacing Yeah, then I'm gonna have to write a chorus We're gonna need to have a chorus And this would seem to be as good as any other place to sing it till I'm blue in the face Yes, I'm gonna have to write a chorus I’m gonna need to have a chorus And this would seem to be as good as any other place to sing it till I'm blue in the face Happy with what you have to be happy with You have to be happy with what you have To be happy with what you have Happy with what you have to be happy with You have to be happy with what you have To be happy with what you have You have to be happy with what you have to happy with And for a second verse Of terse economy I'll brew another pot Of ambiguity Then I'm gonna have to write a chorus We're gonna need to have a chorus And this would seem to be as good as any other place to sing it till I'm blue in the face Yes, we're gonna need to have a chorus I'm gonna have to write a chorus And this would seem to be as good as any other place to sing it till I'm blue in the face Happy with what you have to be happy with You have to be happy with what you have To be happy with what you have Happy with what you have to be happy with You have to be happy with what you have To be happy with what you have You have to be happy with what you have to happy with Then I guess I'll repeat the chorus We're gonna repeat the chorus I guess I'll repeat the chorus We're gonna repeat the chorus Then I guess I'll repeat the chorus We're gonna repeat the chorus I guess I'll repeat the chorus We're gonna repeat the chorus Happy with what you have to be happy with You have to be happy with what you have To be happy with what you have Happy with what you have to be happy with You have to be happy with what you have To be happy with what you have You have to be happy with what you have to happy with |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - The Power To Believe (2003)
She carries me?
She saved my life |
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from American Anthem (불타는 도전) by Alan Silvestri [ost] (1986)
I see myself locked in her arms, she looks inside my soul She is much too beautiful to ever let go Time - it passes much too fast, and time - I want to make it last Ooh, I run to her, I run to her The sun was shining brightly, as we talked into the night Time - how it passes much too fast, time - now I want to make it last Yesterday's a vivid dream, she came into my life Oh, I run to her, I run, run to her (Solo) Ooh, I run to her, I run to her, ohhh
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from King Crimson - Vrooom (1997)
sex sleep eat drink dream
primal tribal aplle egg vegetable eel i have a new canoe but it does not have a wheel private velvet animal oldsmobile mind i'm sitting in the fireplace burning up my time private velvet animal empty t.v. they're fishing in the kitchen but they haven't caught up to me primal tribal chemical digital night i've got to get dressed to go out of my mind sex sleep eat drink dream |
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from King Crimson - Vrooom (1997)
Walking down the street, do you stare at your feet
and never do you let your eyes meet the freaks, the deadbeat addicts, social fanatics, they're a dime a dozen and they carry guns Halloween, every other day of the week Living in a cage in the USA Living in a cage in the USA Holy smoke! Somebody blew up the Pope Living in a cage in the USA All around us the rules are changing Taller walls and stronger cages Nothing is sacred or too outrageous Taller walls and stronger cages What in the world has happened to the world? What in the world... Driving your Mercedes you think you're safe but there is no escape in a world of hateful criminal minds with guns and knives who say "give me a ride or give me your live" Halloween, every other day of the week Living in a cage in the USA Living in a cage in the USA Holy smoke! Somebody blew up the Pope Living in a cage in the USA All around us the rules are changing Taller walls and stronger cages Nothing is sacred or too outrageous Taller walls and stronger cages What in the world has happened to the world? What in the world... |
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one eye goes laughing,
one eye goes crying through the trials and trying of one life one hand is tied, one step gets behind in one breath we're dying i've been waiting for the sun to come up waiting for the showers to stop waiting for the penny to drop one time and i've been standing in a cloud of plans standing on the shifting sands hoping for an open hand one time |
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from Mr. Mister - Welcome To The Real World (1993)
We are two shadows moving on a wall Two characters both weak and strong Then we run from each other again We chant and we dance, we draw ourselves in Chorus: Love is so strange, how we change from day to night Love is so strange, how we change from black to white Ever so strange, how we change from day to night I draw a picture of your face, another time, another place Hey yeah We are the ones who fell into this love We must be in the right place (chorus) That's right, that's right, that's (Solo) (chorus) Love is so strange, love is so strange, love is so strange That's right, that's right, yeah Ooh, love is so strange, love, how we change, yeah yeah Love is so strange, how we change, we change, we change, we change How much we change, much we change, yeah (chorus) That's right, that's right, yeah Love is so strange, how we change from black to white
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from Mr. Mister - Welcome To The Real World (1993)
I don't think I like this place
I don't think I like your face I don't know if I'll stick around I don't know, I just might leave town I don't care much what people say Nothing's perfect anyway No one said that the world was fair Al I want is someone to care I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on Dress it up, play it down Take it out, kick it 'round Never mind that I'm not like you I'll just do what I've got to do I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on Yeah, just hold on I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on Yeah, hold on I wear the uniform of youth, gotta hold on |
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from Mr. Mister - Welcome To The Real World (1993)
I look into your eyes
I see the dream that I've been searching for I'll search no more The age of innocence is never truly spent When there is love still there to touch So don't slow down The wheels are turning Fire's burning in us now Hey Don't slow down Don't lose the magic We've come too far to turn back now I ask to share you dreams Recalling empty scenes you hesitate It's not too late I wish into your eyes The truth of what I am behind the mask Beyond the past So don't slow down The wheels are turning (Wheels are turning) Fire's burning in us now Don't slow down (Fire) Don't lose the magic (Fire's burning) We've come too far to turn back now Hey Whoa, oh Whoa, oh Whoa, oh Don't slow down Don't slow down Wheels are turning (Wheels are turning) The fire's burning in us now Don't slow down (Fire) Don't lose the magic (Fire's burning) We've come too far to turn back now Don't turn back now Whoa, oh Don't slow down Whoa, oh Yeah Whoa, oh Whoa, oh Whoa, oh Whoa, oh |
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from Mr. Mister - Welcome To The Real World (1993)
I see myself locked in her arms, she looks inside my soul She is much too beautiful to ever let go Time - it passes much too fast, and time - I want to make it last Ooh, I run to her, I run to her The sun was shining brightly, as we talked into the night Time - how it passes much too fast, time - now I want to make it last Yesterday's a vivid dream, she came into my life Oh, I run to her, I run, run to her (Solo) Ooh, I run to her, I run to her, ohhh
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from Mr. Mister - Welcome To The Real World (1993)
Last night I had a desperate dream
I was standing in the winter rain Footsteps close behind me Somebody called out my name No magic mirrors can erase These lines of living on my face Lessons learned and lost Take this life into my own hands Make this world into my own land Take this life I'll take my stand Take this world into my own hands Take this life into my own hands I'll take my stand I was walking in the summer sun Thinking that my life had just begun How wrong could I be? Take this life into my own hands Make this world into my own land Take this life I'll take my stand Take this world in my own hands Take this life into my own hands Take this world I'll take my stand Take this life into my own hands Take this world I'll take my stand Take this life into my own hands Make this world into my own land Take this life I'll take my stand Take this world in my own hands Take this life into my own hands Take this world into my own hands Take this life I'll take my stand Take this world into my own hands Into my own hands Into my own hands I'll take my stand Into my own hands |
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from Mr. Mister - Welcome To The Real World (1993)
Is It Love - Mr. Mister I say I love you And hold you near me Well that's your fear You say I scare you I know the message My heart is sending You keep me guessing But you don't read it Is it love is it love We're after Is it love Is it love is it love (Why don't you tell me) The broken record Goes round and round Within a circle Without a sound I'm under water In overdrive You hide in laughter What's on your mind
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from Mr. Mister - Welcome To The Real World (1993)
The wind blows hard against this mountain side across the sea into my soul It reaches into where I cannot hide setting my feet upon the road My heart is old it holds my memories my body burns a gemlike flame Somewhere between the soul and soft machine is where I find myself again * Kyrie eleision down the road that I must travel Kyrie eleision through the darkness of the night Kyrie eleision where I going will you follow Kyrie eleision in a highway in the light When I was young I thought of growing old of what my life would mean to me Would I have followed down my chosen road? Or only wished that I could be * REPEAT * REPEAT |
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from Mr. Mister - Welcome To The Real World (1993)
Baby I don't understand
Why we can't just hold on To each other's hands This time will be the last I fear unless I make it all so clear I need you so Take these broken wings And learn to fly again And learn to live so free And when we hear the voices sing The book of love will open up And let us in Baby I think tonight We can take what was wrong And make it right I need you so Baby it's all I know That you're half of the flesh And blood makes me whole I need you so |
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from Mr. Mister - Welcome To The Real World (1993)
Through all the ragged truth, you left one poignant lie
A nice series of words for goodbye Who's playin' on your team, he has a certain flair 'Cos I don't see you around anywhere I cry when you're not here, I keep cryin' tangent tears, oh Ooh yeah, cryin' tangent tears I'm stuck on interphase, my heart does not forget Checking out at this point is no sweat Chill factor number nine, you made my heart go blind You act so cold but you still look so fine I cry when you're not here, I keep cryin' tangent tears, ooh I cry when you're not here, everything I see reminds me I'm cryin' tangent tears I cry when you're not here, I keep cryin' tangent tears, cry tanase yeah I'm cryin' tangent tears, everything I see reminds me I'm cryin' tangent tears I cry when you're not here, ooh, I keep cryin' tangent tears, ohh I cry when you're not here |
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from Mr. Mister - Welcome To The Real World (1993)
I'm cryin' tears of joy, I'm cryin' tears of pain, I'm cryin' tears of joy
They run down my face into a river that winds its way into your life Welcome little one, to this place of earth and stone Welcome little one, all blue eyes and innocence The world is so much colder than your own soft glance Chorus: Hey, it's a human race, hey, it's a brave new place Hey, now you're at the gate Welcome to the real world, there's so much to learn, welcome to the real world Welcome to the real world, there's so much to learn, welcome to the real world The past is a memory, the chains that were choking me I'm cryin' tears of pain, I'm cryin' tears of joy I see my freedom lying in my arms tonight (chorus) (Welcome to the real world) I know you'll find your way (There's so much to learn) in the real world (Welcome to the real world) (Solo) Welcome to the, welcome to the (there's so much to learn) Welcome to the (welcome to the real world) welcome, welcome (Welcome to the real world) |
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from The Way Way Back (더 웨이, 웨이 백) by Rob Simonsen [single, ost] (2013) | |||||
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from Djay D - Bring It (2016) |