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from Grammy Winning Collection Vol. 3 (0000)
There's this girl
that's been on my mind All the time Sussudio oh oh Now she don't even know my name But I think she likes me just the same Sussudio oh oh Oh if she called me I'd be there I'd come running anywhere She's all I need all my life I feel so good if I just say the word Sussudio just say the word Sussudio Now I know that I'm too young My love has just begun Sussudio oh oh Ooh give me a chance give me a sign I'll show her anytime Sussudio oh oh Ah I've just got to have her have her now I've got to get closer but I don't know how She makes me nervous and makes me scared But I feel so good if I just say the word Sussudio just say the word Oh Sussudio oh Ah she's all I need all of my life I feel so good if I just say the word Sussudio I just say the word Oh Sussudio I just say the word Oh Sussudio I'll say the word oh Sussudio oh oh oh Just say the word Just say the word Sussudio Sussudio Sussudio Sussudio Sussudio Sussudio Sussudio |
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from Grammy Winning Collection Vol. 2 (0000)
How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh You're the only one who really knew me at all How can you just walk away from me, when all I can do is watch you leave Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears You're the only one who really knew me at all So take a look at me now, oh there's just an empty space And there's nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face Ooh take a look at me now, well there's just an empty space And you coming back to me is against all odds and that's what I've got to face I wish I could just make you turn around, turn around and see me cry There's so much I need to say to you, so many reasons why You're the only one who really knew me at all So take a look at me now, well there's just an empty space And there's nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face Now take a look at me now, cos there's just an empty space But to wait for you, is all I can do and that's what I've got to face Take a good look at me now, cos I'll still be standing here And you coming back to me is against all odds It's the chance I've gotta take Take a look at me now |
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from Grammy Winning Collection Vol. 2 (0000)
Well, there was no reason to believe she'd always be there
But if you don't put faith in what you believe in It's getting you nowhere Cos it hurts, you never let go Don't look down, just look up Cos she's always there to behind you, just to remind you Two hearts, believing in just one mind You know we're two hearts believing in just one mind Cos there's no easy way to, to understand it There's so much of my life in her, and it's like I'm blinded And it teaches you to never let go There's so much love you'll never know She can reach you no matter how far Wherever you are Two hearts, believing in just one mind Beating together till the end of time You know we're two hearts believing in just one mind Together forever till the end of time She knows (she scores) There'll always be a special place in my heart for her She knows, she knows, she knows Yeah, she knows (she knows) No matter how far apart we are She knows, I'm always right there beside her We're two hearts.. |
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from Grammy Winning Collection Vol. 1 (1994)
She calls out to the man on the street Sir can you help me It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep Is there somewhere you can tell me He walks on doesn't look back He pretends he can't hear her Starts to whistle as he crosses the street Seems embarrassed to be there Oh think twice Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise Oh think twice It's just another day for you you and me in paradise Think about it She calls out to the man on the street He can see she's been crying yeah She's got blisters on the soles of her feet She can't walk but she's trying Oh think twice Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise Oh think twice It's just another day for you you and me in paradise Just think about it Oh lord Is there nothing more anybody can do Oh lord There must be something you can say You can tell from the lines on her face You can see that she's been there Probably been moved on from every place Cause she didn't fit in there Oh think twice Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise Oh think twice It's just another day for you you and me in paradise Just think about it Think about it It's just another day for you and me in paradise It's just another day for you and me in paradise Paradise Just think about it Paradise Just think about it |
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from Forever Hits Vol. 1 (1994)
How can I just let you walk away? Just let you leave without a trace? When I stand here taking every breath with you You're the only one who really knew me at all How can you just walk away from me? When all I can do is watch you leave? Cuz we shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears You're the only one who really knew me at all So take a look at me now Cuz there's just an empty space There's nothin left here to remind me just the memory of your face So take a look at me now When there's just an empty space And you comin back to me is against the odds and that's what I've gotta face I wish I could just make you turn around Turn around and see me cry There's so much I need to say to you, So many reasons why You're the only one who really knew me at all |
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from Hit Bank(14-In-One Originals) (1997)
She calls out to the man
on the street Sir can you help me It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep Is there somewhere you can tell me He walks on doesn't look back He pretends he can't hear her Starts to whistle as he crosses the street Seems embarrassed to be there Oh think twice Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise Oh think twice It's just another day for you you and me in paradise She calls out to the man on the street He can see she's been crying yeah She's got blisters on the soles of her feet She can't walk but she's trying Oh think twice Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise Oh think twice It's just another day for you you and me in paradise Oh lord Is there nothing more anybody can do Oh lord There must be something you can say You can tell from the lines on her face You can see that she's been there Probably been moved on from every place Cause she didn't fit in there Oh think twice Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise Oh think twice It's just another day for you you and me in paradise Just think about it think about it It's just another day for you and me in paradise It's just another day for you and me in paradise Paradise Just think about it Paradise Just think about it Paradise Paradise |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Nursery Cryme (1971)
Sunday at six when they close both the gates
A widowed pair, Still sitting there, Wonder if they're late for church And its cold so they fasten their coats And cross the grass, they're always last. Passing by the padlocked swings, The roundabout still turning, Ahead they see a small girl On her way home with a pram. Inside the archway The priest greets them with a courteous nod. He's close to god. Looking back at days of four instead of two. Years seem so few. Heads bent in prayer For friends not there. Leaving twopence on the plate, They hurry down the path and through the gate And wait to board the bus That ambles down the street. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Nursery Cryme (1971)
Came the night a mist dissolved the trees
And in the broken light colours fly, fading by. Pale and cold as figures fill the glade Grey is the web they spin, on and on, and on and on. Through the flame still summer lingers on Though her pictures soon shatter. All, always the same, But there appears in the shades of dawning. Though your eyes are dim, All of the pieces in the sky. There was once a harvest in this land. Reap from the turquoise sky, harlequin, harlequin, Dancing round three children fill the glade, Theirs was the laughter in the winding stream, and in between. Close your talk, the picture fades again, From the flames in the firelight. All, always the same, But there appears in the shades of dawning. Though your eyes are dim, All of the pieces in the sky. All, all is not lost, And light appears in the shades of dawning Whey your eyes can see Order the pieces, put them back, put them back. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Nursery Cryme (1971)
News:
A well-known Bognor restaurant-owner disappeared Early this morning. Last seen in a mouse-brown overcoat, Suitably camouflaged, They saw him catch a train. Man-in-the-street: "Father of three its disgusting" "Such a horrible thing to do" Harold the Barrel cut off his toes and he served them all for tea "He can't go far", "He can't go far." "Hasn't got a leg to stand on" "He can't go far." Man-on-the-spot: I'm standing in a doorwayon the main square Tension is mounting There's a restless crowd of angry people Man-on-the-council: "More than we're ever seen - had to tighten up security" Over to the scene at the town hall The Lord Mayor's ready to speak LORD MAYOR: "Man of suspicion, you can't last long, the British Public Is on our side" BRITISH PUBLIC: "You can't last long," "You can't last long." "Said you could'nt trust him, his brother was just the same" "You can't last long". HAROLD: If I was many miles from here, I'd be sailing in an open boat on the sea Instead I'm on this window ledge, With the whole world below Up at the window Look at the window Mr. Plod: "We can help you" Plod's Chorus: "We can help you" Mr. Plod: "We're all your friends if you come on down and talk to us son" HAROLD: You must be joking Take a running jump The crowd was getting stronger and our Harold getting weaker; Forwards, backwards, swaying side to side Fearing the very worst They called his mother to the sight Upon the ledge beside him His mother made a last request. 67yr-old-Mrs Barrel: "Come off the ledge if your father were alive he'd be very, very, very upset." "Just can't jump, just can't jump" "Your shirts all dirty and there's a man here from the B.B.C." "Just can't jump" Mr. Plod: "We can help you" Plod's Chorus: "We can help you" Mr. Plod: "We're all your friends if you come on down and talk to us Harry" HAROLD: You must be joking Take a running jump. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Nursery Cryme (1971)
I heard the old man tell his tale:
Tinker, alone within a storm, And losing hope he clears the leaves beneath a tree, Seven stones Lay on the ground. Within the seventh house a friend was found. And the changes of no consequence will pick up the reins from nowhere. Sailors, in peril on the sea, Amongst the waves a rock looms nearer, not yet seen, They see a gull Flying by. The Captain turns the boat and he asks not why. And the changes of no consequence will pick up the reins from nowhere. Despair that tires the world, brings the old man laughter, The laughter of the world only grieves him, Believe him, The old man's guide is chance. I heard the old man tell his tale: Farmer, who knows not when to sow, Consults the old man clutching money in his hand, And with a shrug, The old man smiled, Took the money, left the farmer wild. And the changes of no consequence will pick up the reins from nowhere. Despair that tires the world, brings the old man laughter, The laughter of the world only grieves him, Believe him, The old man's guide is chance. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Nursery Cryme (1971)
From a dense forest of tall, dark, pinewood,
Mount Ida rises like an island. Within a hidden cave, nymphs had kept a child; Hermaphroditus, son of gods, so afraid of their love. As the dawn creeps up the sky The hunter caught sight of a doe. In desire for conquest, He found himself, within a glade he'd not beheld before. Hermaphroditus: "Where are you my father. Give wisdom to your son" Narrator: "Then he could go no farther. Now lost, the boy was guided by the sun" And as his strength began to fail He saw a shimmering lake. A shadow in the dark green depths Distrubed the strange tranquility. Salmacis: "The waters are disturbed. Some creature has been stirred" Narrator: "The waters are disturbed The naiad queen Salmacis has been stirred" As he rushed to quench his thirst, A fountain spring appeared before him And as his heated breath brushed through the cool mist, A liquid voice called "Son of gods, drink from my spring." The water tasted strangely sweet. Behind him the voice called again. He turned and saw her, in a cloak of mist alone And as he gazed, her eyes were filled with the darkness of the lake. Salmacis: "We shall be one. We shall be joined as one" Narrator: "She wanted them as one. Yet he had no desire to be one" Hermaphroditus: "Away from me cold-blooded woman Your thirst is not mine" Salmacis: "Nothing will cause us to part Hear me O gods" Unearthly calm descended from ther sky And then their flesh and bones were strangely merged Forever to be joined as one. The creature crawled into the lake A fading voice was heard: "And I beg, yes I beg, that all who touch this spring May share my fate" Salmacis: "We are the one. We are the one" Narrator: "The two are now made one, Demi-god and nymph are now made one" Both had given everything they had. A lover's dream had been fulfilled at last, Forever still beneath the lake. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Nursery Cryme (1971)
Play me Old King Cole
That I may join with you, All your hearts now seem so far from me It hardly seems to matter now. And the nurse will tell you lies Of a kingdom beyond the skies. But I am lost within this half-world, It hardly seems to matter now. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Just a little bit, Just a little bit more time, Time left to live out my life. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Old King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old sould was he. So he called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three. The clock, tick tock, On the matelpiece, And I want, And I fee, And I know, And i touch, The wall. She's a lady, she's got time. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face. She's a lady, she's mine. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh. I've been waiting here for so long And all this time has past me by It doesn't seem to matter now You stand there with your fixed expression Casting doubt on all I have to say Why don't you touch me, touch me, Why don't you touch me, touch me, touch me, Touch me now, now, now, now, now..... |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Nursery Cryme (1971)
Turn and run,
Nothing can stop them, Around every river and canal their power is growing. Stamp them out, We must destroy them. They infiltrate each city with their thick dark warning odour. They are invincible, They seem immune to all our herbicidal battering. Long ago in the Russian hills, A Victorian explorer found the regal Hogweed by a marsh, He captured it and brought it home. Botanical creature stirs, seeking revenge. Royal beast did not forget. He came home to London, And made a present of the Hogweed to the Royal Gardens at Kew. Waste no time, They are approaching. Hurry now, we must ptotect ourselves and find some shelter Strike by night They are defenceless. They all need the sun to photosensitize their venom. Still they're invincible, Still they're immune to all our herbicidal battering. Fashionable country gentlemen had some cultivated wild gardens, In which they innocently planted the Giant Hogweed throughout the land. Botanical creature stirs, seeking revenge. Royal beast did not forget. Soon they escaped, spreading their seed, preparing for an onslaught, Threatening the human race. < THE DANCE OF THE GIANT HOGWEED > Mighty Hogweed is avenged. Human bodies soon will know our anger. Kill them with your Hogweed hairs HERACLEUM MANTEGAZZIANI Giant Hogweed lives |
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from Genesis - Happy The Man [single] (1972)
Happy the man - he lives a simple life
He doesn?t have much - it doesn?t worry him Where you go - where? Yeah, yeah, yeah, nowhere Like a nun with a gun - I?m wonderful fun Laughing all through - just watching you Seems a very stupid game... But I don?t care Happy the man - he doesn?t buzz around Nothing he wants - any more than anything Where you go - where? Yeah, yeah, yeah, nowhere Like a fool in the pool - I?m incredibly cool With a grin on my chin - I?m certain to win Someone says he?s jesus christ - but I don?t care He is a good man... |
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from Genesis - Happy The Man [single] (1972)
I heard the old man tell his tale:
Tinker, alone within a storm, And losing hope he clears the leaves beneath a tree, Seven stones Lay on the ground. Within the seventh house a friend was found. And the changes of no consequence will pick up the reins from nowhere. Sailors, in peril on the sea, Amongst the waves a rock looms nearer, not yet seen, They see a gull Flying by. The Captain turns the boat and he asks not why. And the changes of no consequence will pick up the reins from nowhere. Despair that tires the world, brings the old man laughter, The laughter of the world only grieves him, Believe him, The old man's guide is chance. I heard the old man tell his tale: Farmer, who knows not when to sow, Consults the old man clutching money in his hand, And with a shrug, The old man smiled, Took the money, left the farmer wild. And the changes of no consequence will pick up the reins from nowhere. Despair that tires the world, brings the old man laughter, The laughter of the world only grieves him, Believe him, The old man's guide is chance. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Foxtrot (1972)
The scattered pages of a book by the sea
Held by the sand, washed by the waves A shadow forms cast by a cloud, Skimming by as eyes of the past, but the rising tide Absorbs them effortlessly claiming. They told of one who tired of all singing, "Praise him, praise him." "We heed not flatterers," he cried, "By our command, waters retreat, Show my power, halt at my feet," But the cause was lost, Now cold winds blow. For from the north overcast ranks advance Fear of the storm accusing with rage and scorn. The waves surround the sinking throne Singing "Crown him, crown him," "Those who love our majesty show themselves!" All bent their knees. But he forced a smile even though His hopes lay dashed where offerings fell (where they fell). "Nothing can my peace destroy as long as none smile." More opened ears and opened eyes, And soon they dared to laugh. See a little man with his face turning red Though his story's often told you can tell he's dead. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Foxtrot (1972)
"Get 'em out by Friday!
You don't get paid till the last one's well on his way. Get 'em out by Friday! It's important that we keep to schedule, there must be no delay." "I represent a firm of gentlemen who recently purchased this house and all the others in the road, In the interest of humanity we've found a better place for you to go, go-woh, go-woh" "Oh no, this I can't believe, Oh Mary, they're asking us to leave." "Get 'em out by Friday! I've told you before, 's good many gone if we let them stay. And if it isn't easy, You can squeeze a little grease and our troubles will soon run away." "After all this time, they ask us to leave, And I told them we could pay double the rent. I don't know why it seemed so funny, Seeing as how they'd take more money. The winkler called again, he came here this morning, With four hundred pounds and a photograph of the place he has found. A block of flats with central heating. I think we're going to find it hard." "Now we've got them! I've always said that cash cash cash can do anything well. Work can be rewarding When a flash of intuition is a gift that helps you excel-sell-sell- sell." "Here we are in Harlow New Town, did you recognise your block across the square, over there, Sadly since last time we spoke, we've found we've had to raise the rent again, just a bit." "Oh no, this I can't believe Oh Mary, and we agreed to leave." "It is my sad duty to inform you of a four foot restriction on humanoid height." "I hear the directors of Genetic Control have been buying all the properties that have recently been sold, taking risks oh so bold. It's said now that people will be shorter in height, they can fit twice as many in the same building site. (they say it's alright), Beginning with the tenants of the town of Harlow, in the interest of humanity, they've been told they must go, told they must go-go-go-go." "I think I've fixed a new deal A dozen properties - we'll buy at five and sell at thirty four, Some are still inhabited, It's time to send the winkler to see them, he'll have to work some more." With land in your hand, you'll be happy on earth Then invest in the Church for your heaven. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Foxtrot (1972)
Walking across the sitting-room, I turn the television off.
Sitting beside you, I look into your eyes. As the sound of motor cars fades in the night time, I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right. ...And it's hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue Hey my baby don't you know our love is true. Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies. Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright, Six saintly shrouded men move across the lawn slowly. The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand. ...And it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you. Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true. I've been so far from here, Far from your warm arms. It's good to feel you again, It's been a long long time. Hasn't it? I know a farmer who looks after the farm. With water clear, he cares for all his harvest. I know a fireman who looks after the fire. You, can't you see he's fooled you all. Yes, he's here again, can't you see he's fooled you all. Share his peace, Sign the lease. He's a supersonic scientist, He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary man. Look, look into my mouth he cries, And all the children lost down many paths, I bet my life you'll walk inside Hand in hand, gland in gland With a spoonful of miracle, He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary man. We will rock you, rock you little snake, We will keep you snug and warm. Wearing feelings on our faces while our faces took a rest, We walked across the fields to see the children of the West, But we saw a host of dark skinned warriors standing still below the ground, Waiting for battle. The fight's begun, they've been released. Killing foe for peace...bang, bang, bang. Bang, bang, bang... And they're giving me a wonderful potion, 'Cos I cannot contain my emotion. And even though I'm feeling good, Something tells me I'd better activate my prayer capsule. Today's a day to celebrate, the foe have met their fate. The order for rejoicing and dancing has come from our warlord. Wandering through the chaos the battle has left, We climb up a mountain of human flesh, To a plateau of green grass, and green trees full of life. A young figure sits still by a pool, He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool. (He is you) Social Security took care of this lad. We watch in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower. A flower? If you go down to Willow Farm, to look for butterflies, flutterbyes, gutterflies Open your eyes, it's full of surprise, everyone lies, like the focks on the rocks, and the musical box. Oh, there's Mum & Dad, and good and bad, and everyone's happy to be here. There's Winston Churchill dressed in drag, he used to be a British flag, plastic bag, what a drag. The frog was a prince, the prince was a brick, the brick was an egg, the egg was a bird. (Fly away you sweet little thing, they're hard on your tail) Hadn't you heard? (They're going to change you into a human being!) Yes, we're happy as fish and gorgeous as geese, and wonderfully clean in the morning. We've got everything, we're growing everything, We've got some in We've got some out We've got some wild things floating about Everyone, we're changing everyone, you name them all, We've had them here, And the real stars are still to appear. Feel your body melt Mum to mud to mad to dad Dad diddley office, Dad diddley office, You're all full of ball. Dad to dam to dum to mum Mum diddley washing, Mum diddley washing, You're all full of ball. Let me hear you lies, we're living this up to the eyes. Ooee-ooee-ooee-oowaa Momma I want you now. And as you listen to my voice To look for hidden doors, tidy floors, more applause. You've been here all the time, Like it or not, like what you got, You're under the soil (the soil, the soil), Yes, deep in the soil (the soil, the soil, the soil!). So we'll end with a whistle and end with a bang and all of us fit in our places. With the guards of Magog, swarming around, The Pied Piper takes his children underground. Dragons coming out of the sea, Shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me. He brings down the fire from the skies, You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes. Better not compromise. It won't be easy. 666 is no longer alone, He's getting out the marrow in your back bone, And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll, Gonna blow right down inside your soul. Pythagoras with the looking glass reflects the full moon, In blood, he's writing the lyrics of a brand new tune. And it's hey babe, with your guardian eyes so blue, Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true, I've been so far from here, Far from your loving arms, Now I'm back again, and babe it's gonna work out fine. Can't you feel our souls ignite Shedding ever changing colours, in the darkness of the fading night, Like the river joins the ocean, as the germ in a seed grows We have finally been freed to get back home. There's an angel standing in the sun, and he's crying with a loud voice, "This is the supper of the mighty one", Lord of Lords, King of Kings, Has returned to lead his children home, To take them to the new Jerusalem. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Foxtrot (1972)
A carved oak table,
Tells a tale Of times when kings and queens sipped wine from goblets gold, And the brave would lead their ladies from out of the room to arbours cool. A time of valour, and legends born A time when honour meant much more to a man than life And the days knew only strife to tell right from wrong Through lance and sword. Why, why can we never be sure till we die Or have killed for an answer, Why, why do we suffer each race to believe That no race has been grander It seems because through time and space Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore. A dusty table Musty smells Tarnished silver lies discarded upon the floor Only feeble light descends through a film of grey That scars the panes. Gone the carving, And those who left their mark, Gone the kings and queens now only the rats hold sway And the weak must die according to nature's law As old as they. Why, why can we never be sure till we die Or have killed for an answer, Why, why do we suffer each race to believe That no race has been grander It seems because through time and space Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Foxtrot (1972)
Watcher of the skies watcher of all
His is a world alone no world is his own, He whom life can no longer surprise, Raising his eyes beholds a planet unknown. Creatures shaped this planet's soil, Now their reign has come to an end, Has life again destroyed life, Do they play elsewhere, do they know more than their childhood games? Maybe the lizard's shed its tail, This is the end of man's long union with Earth. Judge not this race by empty remains Do you judge God by his creatures when they are dead? For now, the lizard's shed it's tail This is the end of man's long union with Earth. From life alone to life as one, Think not your journey's done For though your ship be sturdy, no Mercy has the sea, Will you survive on the ocean of being? Come ancient children hear what I say This is my parting council for you on your way. Sadly now your thoughts turn to the stars Where we have gone you know you never can go. Watcher of the skies watcher of all This is your fate alone, this fate is your own. |
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from Genesis - Selling England By The Pound (1973)
"I don't belong here," said old Tessa out loud.
"Easy, love, there's the Safe Way Home." - And, thankful for her Fine Fair discount, Tess Co-operates Still alone in o-hell-o - See the deadly nightshade grow ENGLISH RIBS OF BEEF CUT DOWN TO 47P. LB PEEK FREANS FAMILY ASSORTED FROM 17 1/2 P to 12P FAIRY LIQUID GIANT-SLASHED FROM 20P. TO 17% 1/2 P TABLE JELLYS AT 4P EACH ANCHOR BUTTER DOWN TO 11P. FOR A 1/2 LB BIRDS EYE DAIRY CREAM SPONG ON OFFER THIS WEEK. It's Scrambled Eggs |
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from Genesis - Selling England By The Pound (1973)
(Written by Banks,Collins,Gabriel,Hackett,Rutherford)
"Can you tell me where my country lies?" said the unifaun to his true love's eyes. "It lies with me!" cried the Queen of Maybe - for her merchandise, he traded in his prize. "Paper late!" cried a voice in the crowd. "Old man dies!" The note he left was signed "Old Father Thames" - it seems he's drowned; selling England by the pound. Citizens of Hope & Glory, Time goes by - it's 'the time of your life'. Easy now, sit you down. Chewing through your Wimpey dreams, They eat, without a sound Digesting England by the pound. Young man says, "you are what you eat" - eat well. Old man says "you are what you wear" - wear well. You know what you are, you don't give a damn; bursting your belt that is your homemade sham. The Captain leads his dance right on through the night - join the dance . . . Follow on! Till the Grail sun sets in the mould. Follow on! Till the gold is cold. Dancing out with the moonlit knight, Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout. There's a fat old lady outside the saloon; laying out the credit cards she plays Fortune. The deck is uneven right from the start; and all of their hands are playing a part. Captain leads his dance right on through the night - join the dance . . . Follow on! A Round Table-talking down we go. You're the show! Off we go with: You play the hobbyhorse, I'll play the fool. We'll tease the bull ringing round & loud, loud & round. Follow on! With a twist of the world we go. Follow on! Till the gold is cold. Dancing out with the moonlit knight, Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout. |
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from Genesis - Selling England By The Pound (1973)
(Written by Banks,Collins,Gabriel,Hackett,Rutherford)
The path is clear, though no eyes can see The course laid down long before And so with gods and men, the sheep remain inside their pen Though many times they've seen the way to leave He rides majestic, past homes of men Who care not or gaze with joy To see reflected there, the trees, the sky, the lily fair The scene of death is lying just below The mountains cut off the town from view Like a cancer growth is removed by skill Let it be revealed A waterfall, his madrigal An inland sea, his symphony Undinal songs urge the sailors on 'Till lured by the siren's cry... Now as the river dissolve in sea So Neptune has claimed another soul And so with gods and men, the sheep remain inside their pen Until the shepherd leads his flock away The sands of time were eroded by The river of constant change |
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from Genesis - Selling England By The Pound (1973)
It's one o'clock and time for lunch,
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench, I can always hear them talk. There's always been Ethel: "Jacob, wake up! You've got to tidy your room now." And then Mister Lewis: "Isn't it time that he was out on his own?" Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you! Keep them moving blades sharp... I know what I like, and I like what I know; getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show. Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said: "Listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you in the fire escape trade. Come up to town!" But I remebered a voice from the past; "Gambling only plays when you're winning" - I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure. Keep them moving blades sharp... I know what I like, and I like what I know; getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show. When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench, I can always hear them talk. Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk |
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from Genesis - Selling England By The Pound (1973)
Here am I
Who while away the mornings Since you've gone Too long have I lain alone Not knowing which way to turn. And there you are Quite sure that you were right Knowing full well That I'd be the first one To go down. And you'd be the one who was laughing Except when things weren't going your way And then the lady would say that she'd had enough Wandering around on her own. The day you left Well I think you knew you'd not be back Well at least it would seem that way Because you never said goodbye. But when it comes round to you and me I'm sure it will work out alright. And you'd be the one who was laughing And giving me something I don't need And you know, I'd always hold you and keep you warm Oh! more fool me. But when it comes Round to you and me I ask myself Do I really believe In your love. And yes, I'm sure it will work out alright. |
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from Genesis - Selling England By The Pound (1973)
(Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting over East-End Protection rights)
Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars - luxury cars. Each has got its load of convertible bars, cutlery cars - superscars! For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out, 'Cos they disagree on a gangland boundary. Yes, they disagree on a gangland boundary. There's Willy Wright and his boys - one helluva noise, that's Billy's boys! With fully fashioned mugs, that's Little John's thugs, the Barking Slugs - supersmugs! For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out, Yes, these Christian soldiers fight to protect the poor, East end heroes got to score in... The Battle of Epping Forest, yes it's the Battle of Epping Forest, right outside your door. No, you ain't seen nothing like it, No, you ain't seen nothing like it, Not since the Civil War. Coming over the hill are the boys of Bill, And Johnny's lads stand very still. With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout - There's no guns in this gentleman's bout. Georgie moves in on the outside left With a chain flying round his head; And Harold Demure, from Art Literature, Nips up the nearest tree. (Here comes the cavalry!) Amidst the battle roar, Accountants keep the score: 10-4 They've never been alone, after getting a radiophone. The bluebells are ringing for Sweetmeal Sam, real ham, Handing out bread and jam just like any picnic picnic,picnic,picnic It's 5-4 on William Wright; he made his pile on Derby night. When Billy was a kid, walking the streets, the other kids hid - so they did! And now, after working hard in security trade, he's got it made. The shops that need aid are those that haven't paid. "I do my dobule-show quick!" said Mick the Prick, fresh out the nick. "I sell cheap holiday. The minute they leave, then a visit I pay - and does it pay!" And his friend, Liquid Len by name, of Wine Women and Wandsworth fame, said "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framed! I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framed! Got me framed!" They called me the Reverend when I entered the Church unstained; My employers have changed but the name has remained. It all began when I went on a tour, Hoping to find some furniture. I followed a sign - it said "Beautiful Chest." It led to a lady who showed me her best. She was taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes. So she rang the bell, and quick as hell Bob the Nob came out of his job To see what the trouble was. "Louise, is the Reverend hard to please?" "You're telling me!" "Perhaps, sir, it's not too late, We could interest you in our old-fashioned Staffordshire plate?" "Oh no, not me, I'm a man of repute." But the Devil caught hold of my soul and a voice called out "Shoot!" To save my steeple, I visited people; For this I'd gone when I met Little John. His name came, I understood, When the judge said "You are a robbing hood." He told me of his strange foundation, Conceived on sight of the Woodstock nation; He'd had to hide his reputation. When poor, 'twas salvation from door to door. But now, with a pin-up guru every week, It's Love, Peace & Truth Incorporated for all who seek. He employed me as a karmamechanic, with overall charms. His hands were then fit to receive, receive alms. That's why we're in The Battle of Epping Forest, yes it's the Battle of Epping Forest, Right outside your door. We guard your souls for peanuts, And we guard your shops and houses For just a little more Just a little more In with a left hook is the Bethnal Green Butcher, But he's countered on the right by Mick's chain-gang fight, And Liquid Len, with his smashed bottle men, Is lobbing Bob the Nob across the gob. With his kisser in a mess, Bob seems under stress, But Jones the Jug hits Len right in the mug; And Harold Demure, who's still not quite sure, Fires acorns from out of his sling. (Here come the cavalry!) Up, up above the crowd, Inside their Silver Cloud, done proud, The bold and brazen brass, seen darkly through the glass. The butler's got jam on his Rolls; Roy doles out the lot, With tea from a silver pot just like any picnic. picnic, picnic, picnic Along the Forest Road, it's the end of the day and the Clouds roll away. Each has got its load - they'll come out for the count at the break-in of day. When the limos return for their final review, it's all through - All they can see is the morning goo. "There's no-one left alive - must be a draw." So the Blackcap Barons toss a coin to settle the score. |
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from Genesis - Selling England By The Pound (1973)
Home from work our Juliet
Clears her morning meal. She dabs her skin with pretty smells Concealing to appeal. I will make my bed, She said, but turned to go. Can she be late for her cinema show? Cinema show? Romeo locks his basement flat, And scurries up the stair. With head held high and floral tie, A weekend millionaire. I will make my bed With her tonight, he cries. Can he fail armed with his chocolate surprise? Take a little trip back with father Tiresias, Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through. I have crossed betwen the poles, for me there's no mystery. Once a man, like the sea I raged, Once a woman, like the earth I gave. There is in fact more earth than sea. Take a little trip back with father Tiresias, Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through. I have crossed betwen the poles, for me there's no mystery. Once a man, like the sea I raged, Once a woman, like the earth I gave. But there is in fact more earth than sea. |
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from Genesis - Twilight Alehouse [single] (1973)
1971. released as b-side of "i know what I like" single, 1974.
Is it really true what they're saying Are you really sure there's nobody come for me When I'm walking home there is no-one Once there was a house, full of laughter - so warm Trying to pretend there is someone Someone who will care when I need it I will now receive my comfort, conjured by the magic power of wine Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling good Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling fine Just a drink to take my sorrow Just a drink and you can blast tomorrow Just a drink to make me feel like a man again Now I'm down When I walk outside, there is nowhere Children follow me, with their laughter - so cold... Casting just a glance at the churchyard Casting just a glance, at my painted female friend. Now I'm on my way, I am falling Got to find some 'elp, ooh I will need that now So I will receive my comfort, conjured by the magic power of wine Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling good Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling fine Just a drink to take my sorrow Just a drink and you can blast tomorrow Just a drink to make me feel like a man again Now I'm down... I will now receive my comfort, conjured by the magic power of wine Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling good Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling fine Just a drink to take my sorrow Just a drink and you can blast tomorrow, now... |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Live [live] (1973)
JOHN PEBBLE OF STYX ENTERPRISES
″Get ′em out by Friday! You don′t gewt paid till the last one′s well on his way. Get ′em out by Friday! It′s important that we keep to schedule, there must be no delay.″ MARK HALL OF STYX ENTERPRISES (OTHERWISE KNOWN AS ′THE WINKLER′) ″I represent a firm of gentlemen who recently purchased this house and all the others in the road, In the interest of humanity we′ve found a better place for you to go- go-go.″ MRS. BARROW (A TENANT) ″Oh no, this I can′t believe, Oh Mary, they′re asking us to leave.″ MR. PEBBLE ″Get ′em out by Friday! I′ve told you before, ′s good many gone if we let them stay. And if it isn′t easy, You can squeeze a little grease and our troubles will soon runaway.″ MRS. BARROW ″After all this time, they ask us to leave, And I told them we could pay double the rent. I don′t know why it seemed so funny, Seeing as how they′d take more money. The winkler called again, he came here this morning, with four hundred pounds and a photograph of the place he has found. A block of flats with central heating. I think we′re going to find it hard.″ MR. PEBBLE ″Now we′ve got them! I′ve always said that cash cash cash can do anything well. Work can be rewarding When a flash of intuition is a gift that helps you excel-sell-sell.″ MR. HALL ″Here we are in Harlow New Town, did you recognise your block across the square, over there, Sadly since last time we spoke, we′ve found we′ve had to raise the rent again, just a bit.″ MRS. BARROW ″Oh no, this I can′t believe Oh Mary, and we agreed to leave.″ (a passage of time) 18/9/2012 T.V. FLASH ON ALL DIAL-A-PROGRAM SERVICES This is an announcement from Genetic Control: ″It is my sad duty to inform you of a four foot restriction on humanoid height.″ EXTRACT FROM CONVERSATION OF JOE ORDINARY IN LOCAL PUBORAMA ″I hear the directors of Genetic Control have been buying all the properties that have recently been sold, taking risks oh so bold. It′s said now that people will be shorter in height, they can fit twice as many in the same building site. (they say it′s alright), Beginning with the tenants of the town of Harlow, in the interest of humanity, they′ve been told they must go-go-go-go.″ SIR JOHN DE PEBBLE OF UNITED BLACKSPRINGS INTERNATIONAL ″I think I′ve fixed a new deal A dozen properties--we′ll buy at five and sell at thirty four, Some are still inhabited, It′s time to send the winkler to see them, he′ll have to work some more.″ MEMO FROM SATIN PETER OF ROCK DEVELOPMENT LTD. With land in your hand, you′ll be happy on earth Then invest in the Church for your heaven |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Live [live] (1973)
Tell me my life is about to begin
Tell me that I am a hero Promise me all your violent dreams Light up your body in anger. Now, in this ugly world It is time to destroy this evil. Now, when I give the word Are you ready to fight for your freedom? NOW Stand up and fight, for you know we are right We must strike at the lies That have spread like disease through our minds. Soon we'll have power, every soldier will rest And we'll spread out of kindness To all who our love now deserve. Some of you are going to die Martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide. I'll give you the names of those you must kill, All must die with their children. Carry their heads to the palace of old, Hang them on stakes let the blood flow. Now, in this hate-filled world We must break all the chains that have bound us. Now, the crusade has begun We shall make this a land fit for heroes. NOW Stand up and fight, for you know we are right We must strike at the lies That have spread like disease through our minds. Soon we'll have power, every soldier will rest And we'll spread out of kindness To all who our love now deserve. Some of you are going to die Martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide. We are only wanting freedom. WE HAVE WON Some of you are going to die, Martyrs of course to the freedom I shall provide. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Live [live] (1973)
Play me Old King Cole
That I may join with you, All your hearts now seem so far from me It hardly seems to matter now. And the nurse will tell you lies Of a kingdom beyond the skies. But I am lost within this half-world, It hardly seems to matter now. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Just a little bit, Just a little bit more time, Time left to live out my life. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Old King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old sould was he. So he called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three. The clock, tick tock, On the matelpiece, And I want, And I fee, And I know, And i touch, The wall. She's a lady, she's got time. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face. She's a lady, she's mine. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh. I've been waiting here for so long And all this time has past me by It doesn't seem to matter now You stand there with your fixed expression Casting doubt on all I have to say Why don't you touch me, touch me, Why don't you touch me, touch me, touch me, Touch me now, now, now, now, now..... |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Live [live] (1973)
Turn and run,
Nothing can stop them, Around every river and canal their power is growing. Stamp them out, We must destroy them. They infiltrate each city with their thick dark warning odour. They are invincible, They seem immune to all our herbicidal battering. Long ago in the Russian hills, A Victorian explorer found the regal Hogweed by a marsh, He captured it and brought it home. Botanical creature stirs, seeking revenge. Royal beast did not forget. He came home to London, And made a present of the Hogweed to the Royal Gardens at Kew. Waste no time, They are approaching. Hurry now, we must ptotect ourselves and find some shelter Strike by night They are defenceless. They all need the sun to photosensitize their venom. Still they're invincible, Still they're immune to all our herbicidal battering. Fashionable country gentlemen had some cultivated wild gardens, In which they innocently planted the Giant Hogweed throughout the land. Botanical creature stirs, seeking revenge. Royal beast did not forget. Soon they escaped, spreading their seed, preparing for an onslaught, Threatening the human race. < THE DANCE OF THE GIANT HOGWEED > Mighty Hogweed is avenged. Human bodies soon will know our anger. Kill them with your Hogweed hairs HERACLEUM MANTEGAZZIANI Giant Hogweed lives |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Live [live] (1973)
Watcher of the skies watcher of all
His is a world alone no world is his own, He whom life can no longer surprise, Raising his eyes beholds a planet unknown. Creatures shaped this planet's soil, Now their reign has come to end, Has life again destroyed life, Do they play elsewhere, do they know more than their childhood games ? Maybe the lizard's shedded its tail, This is the end of man's long union with Earth. Judge not this race by empty remains Do you judge God by his creatures when they are dead. For now the lizard's shedded its tail This is the end of man's long union with Earth. From life alone to life as one, Think not now your journey done For though your ship be sturdy, no Mercy has the sea, Will you survive on the ocean of being, Come ancient children hear what I say This is my parting council for you on your way. Sadly now your thoughts turn to the stars Where we have gone you know you never can go. Watcher of the skies watcher of all This is your fate alone, this fate is your own. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
All the pumping's nearly over for my sweet heart,
This is the one for me. Time to meet the chef, O boy! running man is out of death. Feel cold and old, it's getting hard to catch my breath. It's back to ash, 'now you've had your flash boy' The rocks, in time, compress Your blood to oil, Your flesh to coal, Enrich the soil, Not everbody's goal. Anyway, they say she comes on a pale horse, But I'm sure I hear a train. O boy! I don't even feel no pain - I guess I must be driving myself insane. Damn it all! Does earth plug a hole in heaven, Or heaven plug a hole in earth - 'how wonderful to be so Profound, When everything you are is dying underground.' I feel the pull on the rope, let me off at the rainbow, I could have been exploded in space Different orbits for my bones Not me, just quietly buried in stones. Keep the deadline open with my maker! See me stretch; for God's elastic acre The doorbell rings and it's "Good morning Rael So sorry you had to wait, It won't be long, yeh! She's very rarely late." |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
All the pumping's nearly over for my sweet heart,
This is the one for me. Time to meet the chef, O boy! running man is out of death. Feel cold and old, it's getting hard to catch my breath. It's back to ash, 'now you've had your flash boy' The rocks, in time, compress Your blood to oil, Your flesh to coal, Enrich the soil, Not everbody's goal. Anyway, they say she comes on a pale horse, But I'm sure I hear a train. O boy! I don't even feel no pain - I guess I must be driving myself insane. Damn it all! Does earth plug a hole in heaven, Or heaven plug a hole in earth - 'how wonderful to be so Profound, When everything you are is dying underground.' I feel the pull on the rope, let me off at the rainbow, I could have been exploded in space Different orbits for my bones Not me, just quietly buried in stones. Keep the deadline open with my maker! See me stretch; for God's elastic acre The doorbell rings and it's "Good morning Rael So sorry you had to wait, It won't be long, yeh! She's very rarely late." |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
I see faces and traces of home back in New York City -
So you think I'm a tough kid? Is that what you heard? And well I like to see some action and it gets into my blood. They call me the trail blazer - Rael - electric razor I'm the pitcher in the chain gang, we don't believe in pain 'Cos we're only as strong, as we're only as strong, as the weakest link in the chain. Let me out of Pontiac when I was just seventeen, I had to get it out of me, if you know what I mean, what I mean. You say I must be crazy, 'cos I don't care who I hit, who I hit. But I know it's me that's hitting out and I'm not full of shit. I don't care who I hurt, I don't care who I do wrong. This is your mess I'm stuck in, I really don't belong. When I take out my bottle, filled up high with gasoline, You can tell by the night fires where Rael has been, has been. As I cuddled the porcupine He said I had none to blame, but me. Held my heart, deep in hair, Time to shave, shave it off, it off. No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No! No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No! No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No! Off we go. Off we go. Off we go. Off we go. You're sitting in your comfort you don't believe I'm real, You cannot buy protection from the way that I feel. Your progressive hypocrites hand out their trash, But it was mine in the first place, so I'll burn it to ash. And I've tasted all the strongest meats, And laid them down in coloured sheets. Laid them down in coloured sheets. Who needs illusion of love and affection When you're out walking in the streets with your mainline Connection? connection. As I cuddled the porcupine He said I had none to blame, but me. Held my heart, deep in hair, Time to shave, shave it off, it off. No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No! No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No! No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No! |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
I see faces and traces of home back in New York City -
So you think I'm a tough kid? Is that what you heard? And well I like to see some action and it gets into my blood. They call me the trail blazer - Rael - electric razor I'm the pitcher in the chain gang, we don't believe in pain 'Cos we're only as strong, as we're only as strong, as the weakest link in the chain. Let me out of Pontiac when I was just seventeen, I had to get it out of me, if you know what I mean, what I mean. You say I must be crazy, 'cos I don't care who I hit, who I hit. But I know it's me that's hitting out and I'm not full of shit. I don't care who I hurt, I don't care who I do wrong. This is your mess I'm stuck in, I really don't belong. When I take out my bottle, filled up high with gasoline, You can tell by the night fires where Rael has been, has been. As I cuddled the porcupine He said I had none to blame, but me. Held my heart, deep in hair, Time to shave, shave it off, it off. No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No! No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No! No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No! Off we go. Off we go. Off we go. Off we go. You're sitting in your comfort you don't believe I'm real, You cannot buy protection from the way that I feel. Your progressive hypocrites hand out their trash, But it was mine in the first place, so I'll burn it to ash. And I've tasted all the strongest meats, And laid them down in coloured sheets. Laid them down in coloured sheets. Who needs illusion of love and affection When you're out walking in the streets with your mainline Connection? connection. As I cuddled the porcupine He said I had none to blame, but me. Held my heart, deep in hair, Time to shave, shave it off, it off. No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No! No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No! No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No! |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
Echoes of the Broadway Everglades,
With her mythical madonnas still walking in their shades; Lenny Bruce, declares a truce and plays his other hand. Marshall Mcluhan, casual viewin' ead buried in the sand. Sirens on the rooftops wailing, but there's no ship sailing. Groucho, with his movies trailing, stands alone with his punchline failing. Klu Klux Klan serve hot soul food as the band plays 'In the Mood' The cheerleader waves her cyanide wand, there's a smell of peach blossom and bitter almonde. Caryl Chessman sniffs the air and leads the parade, he knows In a scent, you can bottle all you made. There's Howard Hughes in blue suede shoes, smiling at the Majorettes smoking Winston Cigarettes. And as the song and dance begins, the children play at home with needles; needles and pins. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
Echoes of the Broadway Everglades,
With her mythical madonnas still walking in their shades; Lenny Bruce, declares a truce and plays his other hand. Marshall Mcluhan, casual viewin' ead buried in the sand. Sirens on the rooftops wailing, but there's no ship sailing. Groucho, with his movies trailing, stands alone with his punchline failing. Klu Klux Klan serve hot soul food as the band plays 'In the Mood' The cheerleader waves her cyanide wand, there's a smell of peach blossom and bitter almonde. Caryl Chessman sniffs the air and leads the parade, he knows In a scent, you can bottle all you made. There's Howard Hughes in blue suede shoes, smiling at the Majorettes smoking Winston Cigarettes. And as the song and dance begins, the children play at home with needles; needles and pins. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
There is lambswool under my naked feet,
The wool is soft and warm, - 'Gives off some kind of heat. A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed. Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid. The fleas cling to the golden fleece, Hoping they'll find peace. Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid. There's no hiding in my memory. There's no room to avoid. The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor. For my second sight of people, they've more lifeblood than before. They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door, Where the needle's eye is winking, closing on the poor. The carpet crawlers heed their callers; "We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out." There's only one direction in the faces that I see; It's upward to the ceiling, where the chamber's said to be. Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree, There are pulled up by the magnet, believeing they're free. The carpet crawlers heed their callers; "We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out." Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite, And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing bright. Through the door a harvest feast is lit by candlelight; It's the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight. The carpet crawlers heed their callers; "We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out." The porcelain mannikin with shattered skin fears attack. The eager pack lit up their pitchers - they carry all they lack. The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack. And the tickler takes his sticleback. The carpet crawlers heed their callers; "We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out." |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
i) The Arrival
Rael: I wandered lonely as a cloud Till I came upon this dirty street I've never seen a stranger crowd Slubberdegullions on squeaky feet Continually pacing With nonchalant embracing Each orifice disgracing And one facing me Moves to say "hellay" Your skin's all covered in slimy lumps With lips that slide across each chin His twisted limbs like rubber stumps Are waved in welcome Say "Please join in:" My grip must be flipping 'Cause his handshake keeps slipping My hopes keep on dipping And his lips keep on Smiling all the time Slipperman: "We, like you Have tasted love Don't be alarmed At what you see You yourself Are just the same As what you see in me" Rael: Me Like you? Like that!? Slipperman: "You better watch it, son Your sentence has only just begun You better run and join your brother John" ii) A Visit to the Doktor Slipperman: "You're in the colony of slippermen There's no who, why What or when You can get out If you've got the gripe To see, Doktor Dyper Reformed sniper He'll whip off Your windscreenwiper" Rael: John and I are able To face the Doktor And his marble table He said... The Doktor: Understand, Rael That's the end of your tail Rael: "Don't delay Dock the dick!" I watch his countdown Timer tick... iii) The Raven He places the number into a tube It's a yellow plastic Shoobedoobe It says: "Though your fingers may tickle You'll be safe in our pickle" Suddenly, black cloud Come down from the sky Its a supersized black bird That sure can fly The raven brings on Darkness and night He flies right down Gives me one hell of a fright He takes the tube Right out of my hands Man, I've got to find Where that black bird lands "Look here, John I've got to run I need you now You're going to come?" He says to me... John: "Now can't you see Where the raven flies There's jeopardy? We've been cured on the couch Now you're sick with your grouch I'll not risk my honey pouch Which my slouch Will wear slung very low" Rael: He walks away And leaves me once again Even though I never learn I'd hoped he'd show Just some concern Some concern Ah... Some concern I'm in the agony of Slipperpain I pray my undercarriage will sustain The chase is on The pace is hot But I'm running so very hard With everything That I've got He leads me down an underpass Though it narrows He still flies very fast When the tunnel stops Catch sight of the tube Just as it drops I'm on top of a bank Too steep to climb I see it hit the water Just in time To watch it float away Watch it float away Watch it float away... |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
I'm counting out time,
Got the whole thing down by numbers, All those numbers! Give me guidance! O Lord I need that now. That day of judgement's come, And you can bet that I've been resting, For this testing. Digesting every word the experts say. Erogenous zones I love you. Without you, what would a poor boy do? Found a girl I wanted to date, Thought I'd better get it straight. Went to buy a book before's too late. Don't leave nothing to fate. And I have studied every line, every page in the book, And now I've got the real thing here, I'm gonna take a look, Take a look. This is it Rael! I'm counting out time, hoping it goes like I planned it, 'Cos I understand it. Look! I've found the hotspots, Figures 1-9. - Still counting out time, i've got my finger on the button, "Don't say nuttin - just lie there still And I'll get you turned on just fine." Erogenous zones I love you, Without you, what would a poor boy do? Touch and go with 1-6. Bit of trouble in zone No. 7. Gotta remember all of my tricks. There's heaven ahead in No. 11! Getting crucial responses with dilation of the pupils. "Honey get hip! It's time to unzip, to unzip. Whipee! - Move over Casanova - I'm counting out time, reaction none too happy, Please don't slap me, I'm a red blooded male and the book said I could not fail. I'm counting out time, I got unexpected distress from my Mistress. I'll get my money back from the bookstore right away. Erogenous zones I question you - Without you, what would a poor boy do? Without you, what would a poor boy do? Without you, mankind handkinds thru' the blues. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
I'm counting out time,
Got the whole thing down by numbers, All those numbers! Give me guidance! O Lord I need that now. That day of judgement's come, And you can bet that I've been resting, For this testing. Digesting every word the experts say. Erogenous zones I love you. Without you, what would a poor boy do? Found a girl I wanted to date, Thought I'd better get it straight. Went to buy a book before's too late. Don't leave nothing to fate. And I have studied every line, every page in the book, And now I've got the real thing here, I'm gonna take a look, Take a look. This is it Rael! I'm counting out time, hoping it goes like I planned it, 'Cos I understand it. Look! I've found the hotspots, Figures 1-9. - Still counting out time, i've got my finger on the button, "Don't say nuttin - just lie there still And I'll get you turned on just fine." Erogenous zones I love you, Without you, what would a poor boy do? Touch and go with 1-6. Bit of trouble in zone No. 7. Gotta remember all of my tricks. There's heaven ahead in No. 11! Getting crucial responses with dilation of the pupils. "Honey get hip! It's time to unzip, to unzip. Whipee! - Move over Casanova - I'm counting out time, reaction none too happy, Please don't slap me, I'm a red blooded male and the book said I could not fail. I'm counting out time, I got unexpected distress from my Mistress. I'll get my money back from the bookstore right away. Erogenous zones I question you - Without you, what would a poor boy do? Without you, what would a poor boy do? Without you, mankind handkinds thru' the blues. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
Wrapped up in some powdered wool - I guess I'm losing touch.
Don't tell me this is dying, 'cos I ain't changed that much. The only sound is water drops, I wonder where the hell I am, Some kind of jam? Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you! There's nothing I can recognise; this is nowhere that I've known. With no sign of life at all, I guess that I'm alone, And I feel so secure that I know this can't be real But I feel good. Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you? I wonder if I'm a prisoner locked in some Brooklyn jail - Or some sort of Jonah shut up inside the whale. No - I'm still Rael and I'm stuck in some kind of cave. What could have saved me? Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you? |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
Wrapped up in some powdered wool - I guess I'm losing touch.
Don't tell me this is dying, 'cos I ain't changed that much. The only sound is water drops, I wonder where the hell I am, Some kind of jam? Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you! There's nothing I can recognise; this is nowhere that I've known. With no sign of life at all, I guess that I'm alone, And I feel so secure that I know this can't be real But I feel good. Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you? I wonder if I'm a prisoner locked in some Brooklyn jail - Or some sort of Jonah shut up inside the whale. No - I'm still Rael and I'm stuck in some kind of cave. What could have saved me? Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you? |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
There's something solid forming in the air,
And the wall of death is lowered in Time Square. No-one seems to care, They carry on as if nothing was there. The wind is blowing harder now, Blowing dust into my eyes. The dust settles on my skin, Making a crust I cannot move in And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the Freeway. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
There's something solid forming in the air,
And the wall of death is lowered in Time Square. No-one seems to care, They carry on as if nothing was there. The wind is blowing harder now, Blowing dust into my eyes. The dust settles on my skin, Making a crust I cannot move in And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the Freeway. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
That night he pictured the removal of his hairy heart and to the
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
Here comes the supernatural anaesthetist.
If he wants you to snuff it, All he has to do is puff it -he's such a fine dancer. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
I got sunshine in my stomach
Like I just rocked my baby to sleep. I got sunshine in my stomach And I can't keep me from creeping sleep, Sleep, deep in the deep. Rockface moves to press my skin White liquids turn sour within Turn fast - turn sour Turn sweat - turn sour. Must tell myself that I'm not here. I'm drowning in a liquid fear. Bottled in a strong compression, My distortion shows obsession In the cave, Get me out of this cave! If I keep self-control, I'll be safe in my soul. And the childhood belief Bring's a moment's relief. But my cynic soon returns And the lifeboat burns. My spirit just never learns. Stalactites, stalagmites Shut me in, lock me tight Lips are dry, throat is dry. Feel like burning, stomach churning I'm dressed up in a white costume Padding out leftover room. Body stretching, feel the wretching In the cage Get me out of this cage! In the glare of a light, I see a strange kind of sight; Of cages joined to form a star Each person can't go very far, All tied to their things They are netted by their strings, Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings. Outside the cage I see my brother John, He turns his head so slowly round. I cry out Help! before he can be gone, And he looks at me without a sound. And I shout out 'John please help me!' But he does not even want to try to speak. I'm helpless in my violent rage And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek, And I watch him turn again and leave the cage. My little runaway. Raindrops keep falling on my head thinking falling on my... In a trap, feel a strap Holding still. Pinned for kill. Chances narrow that I'll make it, In the cushioned straight-jacket. Just like 22nd Street. When they got me by my neck and feet. Pressures building, can't take more. My headaches charge. My earaches roar. In this pain Get me out of this pain. If I could change to liquid, I could fill the cracks up in the rock. But I know that I am solid And I am my own bad luck. Outside John disappears and my cage dissolves, And without any reason my body revolves. Keep on turning, Keep on turning... Turning around Just spinning around. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
I got sunshine in my stomach
Like I just rocked my baby to sleep. I got sunshine in my stomach And I can't keep me from creeping sleep, Sleep, deep in the deep. Rockface moves to press my skin White liquids turn sour within Turn fast - turn sour Turn sweat - turn sour. Must tell myself that I'm not here. I'm drowning in a liquid fear. Bottled in a strong compression, My distortion shows obsession In the cave, Get me out of this cave! If I keep self-control, I'll be safe in my soul. And the childhood belief Bring's a moment's relief. But my cynic soon returns And the lifeboat burns. My spirit just never learns. Stalactites, stalagmites Shut me in, lock me tight Lips are dry, throat is dry. Feel like burning, stomach churning I'm dressed up in a white costume Padding out leftover room. Body stretching, feel the wretching In the cage Get me out of this cage! In the glare of a light, I see a strange kind of sight; Of cages joined to form a star Each person can't go very far, All tied to their things They are netted by their strings, Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings. Outside the cage I see my brother John, He turns his head so slowly round. I cry out Help! before he can be gone, And he looks at me without a sound. And I shout out 'John please help me!' But he does not even want to try to speak. I'm helpless in my violent rage And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek, And I watch him turn again and leave the cage. My little runaway. Raindrops keep falling on my head thinking falling on my... In a trap, feel a strap Holding still. Pinned for kill. Chances narrow that I'll make it, In the cushioned straight-jacket. Just like 22nd Street. When they got me by my neck and feet. Pressures building, can't take more. My headaches charge. My earaches roar. In this pain Get me out of this pain. If I could change to liquid, I could fill the cracks up in the rock. But I know that I am solid And I am my own bad luck. Outside John disappears and my cage dissolves, And without any reason my body revolves. Keep on turning, Keep on turning... Turning around Just spinning around. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
Moving down the water
John is drifting out of sight, It's only at the turning point That you find out how you fight. In the cold, feel the cold all around And the rush of crashing water Surrounds me with its sound. Striking out to reach you, I can't get through to the other side. When you're racing in the rapids There's only one way, that's to ride. Taken down, taken down by the undertow And I'm spiralled down the river bed, My fire is burning low. Catching hold of a rock that's firm, I'm waiting for John to be carried past. We hold together, hold together and shoot the rapids fast. And when the waters slow down The dark and the deep have no-one, no-one, no-one left to keep. Hang on John! We're out of this at last. Something's changed, that's not your face. It's mine |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
Moving down the water
John is drifting out of sight, It's only at the turning point That you find out how you fight. In the cold, feel the cold all around And the rush of crashing water Surrounds me with its sound. Striking out to reach you, I can't get through to the other side. When you're racing in the rapids There's only one way, that's to ride. Taken down, taken down by the undertow And I'm spiralled down the river bed, My fire is burning low. Catching hold of a rock that's firm, I'm waiting for John to be carried past. We hold together, hold together and shoot the rapids fast. And when the waters slow down The dark and the deep have no-one, no-one, no-one left to keep. Hang on John! We're out of this at last. Something's changed, that's not your face. It's mine |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
When its cold, it come slow
it is warm, just watch it grow - All around me it is here, it is now. Just a little bit of it can bring you up or down, Like the supper it is cooking in your hometown. it is chicken, it is eggs, it is in between your legs. it is walking on the moon, leaving your cocoon. it is the jigsaw, it is purple haze. it never stays in one place, but it's not a passing phase it is in the singles bar, in the distance of the face it is in between the cages, it is always in a space it is here, it is now. Any rock can be made to roll If you've enough of it to pay the toll it has no home in words or goal Not even in your favorite hole it is hope for the dope When you ride the horse without a hoof it is shaken not stirred; Cocktails on the roof. When you eat right fru it you see everything alove it is inside spirit, with enough grit to survive If you think that its pretentious, you've been taken for a ride. Look across the mirror, before you choose decide it is here, it is now it is Real, it is Rael 'Cos it's only knock and knowall, but I like it. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
When its cold, it come slow
it is warm, just watch it grow - All around me it is here, it is now. Just a little bit of it can bring you up or down, Like the supper it is cooking in your hometown. it is chicken, it is eggs, it is in between your legs. it is walking on the moon, leaving your cocoon. it is the jigsaw, it is purple haze. it never stays in one place, but it's not a passing phase it is in the singles bar, in the distance of the face it is in between the cages, it is always in a space it is here, it is now. Any rock can be made to roll If you've enough of it to pay the toll it has no home in words or goal Not even in your favorite hole it is hope for the dope When you ride the horse without a hoof it is shaken not stirred; Cocktails on the roof. When you eat right fru it you see everything alove it is inside spirit, with enough grit to survive If you think that its pretentious, you've been taken for a ride. Look across the mirror, before you choose decide it is here, it is now it is Real, it is Rael 'Cos it's only knock and knowall, but I like it. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
The chamber was in confusion - all the voices shouting loud
I could only just hear, a voice quite near say, "Please help me through the crowd." 'Said if I helped her thru' she could help me too, but I could see that she was wholly blind. But from her pale face and her pale skin, a moonlight shined. Lilywhite Lilith, She gonna take you thru' the tunnel of night Lilywhite Lilith, She gonna lead you right. When I'd led her through the people, the angry noise began to grow. She said "Let me feel the way the breezes blow, and I'll show you where to go." So I followed her into a big round cave, she said "They're Coming for you, now don't be afraid." Then she sat me down on a cold stone throne, carved in jade. Lilywhite Lilith, She gonna take you thru' the tunnel of night Lilywhite Lilith, She gonna lead you right. She leaves me in my darkness, I have to face my fear. And the darkness closes in on me. I can hear a whirring sound growing near, I can see the corner of the tunnel, Lit up by whatever's coming here. Two golden globes float into the room And a blaze of white light fills the air. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
The chamber was in confusion - all the voices shouting loud
I could only just hear, a voice quite near say, "Please help me through the crowd." 'Said if I helped her thru' she could help me too, but I could see that she was wholly blind. But from her pale face and her pale skin, a moonlight shined. Lilywhite Lilith, She gonna take you thru' the tunnel of night Lilywhite Lilith, She gonna lead you right. When I'd led her through the people, the angry noise began to grow. She said "Let me feel the way the breezes blow, and I'll show you where to go." So I followed her into a big round cave, she said "They're Coming for you, now don't be afraid." Then she sat me down on a cold stone throne, carved in jade. Lilywhite Lilith, She gonna take you thru' the tunnel of night Lilywhite Lilith, She gonna lead you right. She leaves me in my darkness, I have to face my fear. And the darkness closes in on me. I can hear a whirring sound growing near, I can see the corner of the tunnel, Lit up by whatever's coming here. Two golden globes float into the room And a blaze of white light fills the air. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
The Raven
They survive the ordeal and are presented with the offensive weapons in sterile yellow plastic tubes, with gold chains. "People usually wear them around their necks," said the Doktor handing them over. "The operation does not necessarily exclude use of the facility again, for short periods, but of course when you want it you must provide us with considerable advance warning." He places the number into a tube, It's a yellow plastic "shoobedoobe". It says: "Though your fingers may tickle You'll be safe in our pickle." As the brothers talk themselves through their new predicament, a big black raven flies into the cave, swoops down, grabs Rael's tube right out of his hands and carries it up into the air in his beak. Suddenly, black cloud come down from the sky. It's a supersized black bird that sure can fly... The raven brings on darkness and night He flies right down, gives me one hell of a fright. He take the tube right out of my hands Man, I've got to find out where that black bird lands. Rael calls for John to go with him. And he replies "I will not chase a black raven. Down here you must read and obey the omens. There's disaster where the raven flies." "Look here John, I've got to run I need you now, you going to come?" He says to me: John: "Now can't you see Where the raven flies there's jeopardy. We've been cured on the couch Now you're sick with your grouch. I'll not risk my honey pouch Which my slouch will wear slung very low." So once more John deserts his brother. Rael: He walks away and leaves me once again. Even though I never learn, I'd hoped he'd show just some concern. The bird leads Rael down a narrow tunnel, he seems to be allowing him to keep at a closed distance. But as Rael thinks he might almost catch hold of the bird, the tunnel opens and finishes at an enormous subterranean ravine. Casually, the raven drops his precious load into the rushing waters at the bottom. It's enough to drive a poor boy ravin' mad. Seeing the dangers of the steep cliff, our courageous hero stands impotent and glowers. I'm in the agony of Slipperpain I pray my undercarriage will sustain. The chase is on, the pace is hot But I'm running so very hard with everything that I've got. He leads me down an underpass Though it narrows, he still flies very fast, When the tunnel stops Catch sight of the tube, just as it drops. I'm on top of a bank too steep to climb I see it hit the water just in time to watch it float away... |
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Struggling down the slope,
There's not much hope. I begin to try to ride the scree But the rocks are tumbling all around me. If I want John alive, I've got to ditch my fear - take a dive While I've still got my drive to survive. Evel Knievel, you got nothing on me. Here I go! |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
Struggling down the slope,
There's not much hope. I begin to try to ride the scree But the rocks are tumbling all around me. If I want John alive, I've got to ditch my fear - take a dive While I've still got my drive to survive. Evel Knievel, you got nothing on me. Here I go! |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
There is lamb's wool under my naked feet.
The wool is soft and warm Gives off some kind of heat A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid The fleas cling to the golden fleece Hoping they'll find peace Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid There's no hiding in memory There's no room to avoid The crawlers cover the floor In the red ocher corridor For my second sight of people They've more life blood than before They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door Where the needle's eye is winking Closing on the poor The carpet crawlers heed their callers We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out There's only one direction In the faces that I see It's upward to the ceiling Where the chamber's said to be Like the forest fight for sunlight That takes root in every tree. They are pulled up by the magnet Believing they're free The carpet crawlers heed their callers We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out Mild-mannered supermen Are held in kryptonite, And the wise and foolish virgins Giggle with their bodies glowing bright Through the door a harvest feast Is lit by candlelight It's the bottom of a staircase That spirals out of sight The carpet crawlers heed their callers We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out The porcelain mannequin With shattered skin fears attack And the eager pack lift up their pitchers They carry all they lack The liquid has congealed Which has seeped out through the crack And the tickler takes his stickleback The carpet crawlers heed their callers We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out The carpet crawlers heed their callers |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
At the top of the stairs, there's hundreds of people,
Running around to all the doors. They try to find, find themselves an audience; Their deductions need applause. The rich man stands in front of me. The poor man behind my back. They believe they can control the game, But the juggler holds another pack. I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I'd rather trust a countryman than a townman, You can judge by his eyes, take a look if you can. He'll smile through his guard, Survival trains hard. I'd rather trust a man who works with his hands, He looks at you once, you know he understands, Don't need any shield, When you're out in the field. But down here, I'm so alone with my fear, With everything that I hear. And every single door, that I've walked through Brings me back, back here again, I've got to find my own way. The priest and the magician, Singing all the chants that they have ever heard; And they're all calling out my name, Even academics, searching printed word. My father to the left of me, My mother to the right. Like everyone else they're pointing But nowhere feels quite right. And I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I'd rather trust a man who doesn't shout what he's found. There's no need to sell if you're homeword bound. If I choose a side. He won't take me for a ride. Back inside This chamber of so many doors; I've nowhere, nowhere to hide. I'd give you all of my dreams, if you'd help me. Find a door That doesn't lead me back again - Take me away. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
At the top of the stairs, there's hundreds of people,
Running around to all the doors. They try to find, find themselves an audience; Their deductions need applause. The rich man stands in front of me. The poor man behind my back. They believe they can control the game, But the juggler holds another pack. I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I'd rather trust a countryman than a townman, You can judge by his eyes, take a look if you can. He'll smile through his guard, Survival trains hard. I'd rather trust a man who works with his hands, He looks at you once, you know he understands, Don't need any shield, When you're out in the field. But down here, I'm so alone with my fear, With everything that I hear. And every single door, that I've walked through Brings me back, back here again, I've got to find my own way. The priest and the magician, Singing all the chants that they have ever heard; And they're all calling out my name, Even academics, searching printed word. My father to the left of me, My mother to the right. Like everyone else they're pointing But nowhere feels quite right. And I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I'd rather trust a man who doesn't shout what he's found. There's no need to sell if you're homeword bound. If I choose a side. He won't take me for a ride. Back inside This chamber of so many doors; I've nowhere, nowhere to hide. I'd give you all of my dreams, if you'd help me. Find a door That doesn't lead me back again - Take me away. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
[1. THE ARRIVAL]
Rael: I wandered lonely as a cloud, Till I came upon this dirty street. I've never seen a stranger crowd; Slubberdegullions on squeaky feet. Continually pacing, With nonchalant embracing. Each orifice disgracing And one facing me moves to say 'hellay.' His skin's all covered in slimy lumps, With lips that slide across each chin. His twisted limbs like rubber stumps Are waved in welcome say 'Please join in.' My grip must be flipping, Cos his handshake keep slipping, My hopes keep on dipping And his lips keep on smiling all the time. Slipperman: "We, like you, have tasted love. Don't be alarmed at what you see, You yourself are just the same As what you see in me." Rael: Me, like you? like that? Slipperman: "You better watch it son, you sentence has only just begun You better run and join your brother John." [2. A VISIT TO THE DOKTOR] Slipperman: "You're in the colony of slippermen. There's no who? why? what? or when? You get out if you've got the gripe To see Doktor Dyper, reformed sniper - he'll whip off your Windscreenwiper Rael: John and I are able To face the Doktor and his marble table. The Doktor: Understand Rael, its the end of your tail. Rael: "Don't delay, dock the dick!" I watch his countdown timer tick... [3. THE RAVEN] He places the number into a tube, It's a yellow plastic shoobedoobe." It says: "Though your fingers may tickle You'll be safe in our pickle." Suddenly, black cloud comes down from the sky, It's a supersize black bird that sure can fly. The raven brings on darkness and night He flies right down, gives me one hell of a fright. He take the tube right out of my hands Man, I've got to find where that black bird lands. "Look here John, I've got to run I need you now, you going to come?" He says to me: John: "Now can't you see Where the raven flies there's jeopardy. We've been cured on the couch Now you're sick with your grouch. I'll not risk my honey pouch Which my slouch will wear slung very low." Rael: He walks away and leaves me once again. Even though I never learn, I'd hoped he'd show just some concern. Some concern... some concern... I'm in agony of Slipperpain I pray my undercarriage will sustain. The chase is on, the pace is hot But I'm running so very hard with everything that I've got. He leads me down an underpass Though it narrows, he still flies very fast, When the tunnel stops I catch sight of the tube, just as it drops. I'm on top of a bank too steep to climb I see it hit the water just in time To watch it float away. Watch it float away... |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
i) The Arrival
Rael: I wandered lonely as a cloud Till I came upon this dirty street I've never seen a stranger crowd Slubberdegullions on squeaky feet Continually pacing With nonchalant embracing Each orifice disgracing And one facing me Moves to say "hellay" Your skin's all covered in slimy lumps With lips that slide across each chin His twisted limbs like rubber stumps Are waved in welcome Say "Please join in:" My grip must be flipping 'Cause his handshake keeps slipping My hopes keep on dipping And his lips keep on Smiling all the time Slipperman: "We, like you Have tasted love Don't be alarmed At what you see You yourself Are just the same As what you see in me" Rael: Me Like you? Like that!? Slipperman: "You better watch it, son Your sentence has only just begun You better run and join your brother John" ii) A Visit to the Doktor Slipperman: "You're in the colony of slippermen There's no who, why What or when You can get out If you've got the gripe To see, Doktor Dyper Reformed sniper He'll whip off Your windscreenwiper" Rael: John and I are able To face the Doktor And his marble table He said... The Doktor: Understand, Rael That's the end of your tail Rael: "Don't delay Dock the dick!" I watch his countdown Timer tick... iii) The Raven He places the number into a tube It's a yellow plastic Shoobedoobe It says: "Though your fingers may tickle You'll be safe in our pickle" Suddenly, black cloud Come down from the sky Its a supersized black bird That sure can fly The raven brings on Darkness and night He flies right down Gives me one hell of a fright He takes the tube Right out of my hands Man, I've got to find Where that black bird lands "Look here, John I've got to run I need you now You're going to come?" He says to me... John: "Now can't you see Where the raven flies There's jeopardy? We've been cured on the couch Now you're sick with your grouch I'll not risk my honey pouch Which my slouch Will wear slung very low" Rael: He walks away And leaves me once again Even though I never learn I'd hoped he'd show Just some concern Some concern Ah... Some concern I'm in the agony of Slipperpain I pray my undercarriage will sustain The chase is on The pace is hot But I'm running so very hard With everything That I've got He leads me down an underpass Though it narrows He still flies very fast When the tunnel stops Catch sight of the tube Just as it drops I'm on top of a bank Too steep to climb I see it hit the water Just in time To watch it float away Watch it float away Watch it float away... |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
"It's the last great adventure left to mankind"
- Screams a drooping lady Offering her dreamdolls at less than extortionate prices. And as the notes and coins are taken out I'm taken in, to the factory floor. For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. Got people stocked in every shade, He must be doing well with trade. Stamped, addressed, in odd fatality, That evens out their personality. With profit potential marked by a sign. I can recognise some of the production line. No bite at all in labour bondage, Just wrinkled wrappers or human bandage. The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. The hall runs like clockwork Their hands mark out the time, Empty in their fullness Like a frozen pantomime. Everyone's a sales representative Wearing slogans in their shrine. Dishing out failsafe superlative. Brother John is No. 9. For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. And the decor on the ceiling Has planned out their future day I see no sign of free will, So I guess I'll have to pay, Pay my way. For the Grand Parade. For the Grand Parade. For the Grand Parade. For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. The Grand parade, The Grand parade, The Grand parade... |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
"It's the last great adventure left to mankind"
- Screams a drooping lady Offering her dreamdolls at less than extortionate prices. And as the notes and coins are taken out I'm taken in, to the factory floor. For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. Got people stocked in every shade, He must be doing well with trade. Stamped, addressed, in odd fatality, That evens out their personality. With profit potential marked by a sign. I can recognise some of the production line. No bite at all in labour bondage, Just wrinkled wrappers or human bandage. The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. The hall runs like clockwork Their hands mark out the time, Empty in their fullness Like a frozen pantomime. Everyone's a sales representative Wearing slogans in their shrine. Dishing out failsafe superlative. Brother John is No. 9. For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. And the decor on the ceiling Has planned out their future day I see no sign of free will, So I guess I'll have to pay, Pay my way. For the Grand Parade. For the Grand Parade. For the Grand Parade. For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. The Grand parade, The Grand parade, The Grand parade... |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
(Written by Banks,Collins,Gabriel,Hackett,Rutherford)
And the lamb lies down on Broadway. Early morning Manhattan, Ocean winds blow on the land. The Movie-Palace is now undone, The all-night watchmen have had their fun. Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show, It's the same old ending - time to go. Get out! It seems they cannot leave their dream. There's something moving in the sidewalk steam, And the lamb lies down on Broadway. Nighttimes's flyers feel their pains, Drugstore takes down the chains. Metal motion comes in bursts, But the gas station can quench that thirst. Suspension cracked on unmade road The trucker's eyes read 'Overload' And out of the subway, Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid Exits into daylight, spraygun hid, And the lamb lies down on Broadway. The lamb seems right out of place, Yet the Broadway street scene find a focus in its face. Somehow it's lying there, Brings a stillness to the air. Though man-made light, at night is very bright, There's no whitewash victim, As the neons dim, to the coat of white. Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid Wipes his gun - he's forgotten what he did, And the lamb lies down on Broadway. Suzanne tired her work all done, Thinks money - honey - be on - neon. Cabman's velvet glove sounds the horn And the sawdust king spits out his scorn, Wonder women you can draw your blind! Don't look at me! I'm not your kind. I'm Rael! Something inside me has just begun, Lord knows what I have done, And the lamb lies down on Broadway, On Broadway - They say the lights are always bright on Broadway, They say there's always magic in the air. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
(Written by Banks,Collins,Gabriel,Hackett,Rutherford)
And the lamb lies down on Broadway. Early morning Manhattan, Ocean winds blow on the land. The Movie-Palace is now undone, The all-night watchmen have had their fun. Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show, It's the same old ending - time to go. Get out! It seems they cannot leave their dream. There's something moving in the sidewalk steam, And the lamb lies down on Broadway. Nighttimes's flyers feel their pains, Drugstore takes down the chains. Metal motion comes in bursts, But the gas station can quench that thirst. Suspension cracked on unmade road The trucker's eyes read 'Overload' And out of the subway, Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid Exits into daylight, spraygun hid, And the lamb lies down on Broadway. The lamb seems right out of place, Yet the Broadway street scene find a focus in its face. Somehow it's lying there, Brings a stillness to the air. Though man-made light, at night is very bright, There's no whitewash victim, As the neons dim, to the coat of white. Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid Wipes his gun - he's forgotten what he did, And the lamb lies down on Broadway. Suzanne tired her work all done, Thinks money - honey - be on - neon. Cabman's velvet glove sounds the horn And the sawdust king spits out his scorn, Wonder women you can draw your blind! Don't look at me! I'm not your kind. I'm Rael! Something inside me has just begun, Lord knows what I have done, And the lamb lies down on Broadway, On Broadway - They say the lights are always bright on Broadway, They say there's always magic in the air. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
The scent grows richer, he knows he must be near,
He finds a long passageway lit by chandelier. Each step he takes, the perfumes change From familiar fragrance to flavours strange. A magnificent chamber meets his eye. Inside, a long rose-water pool is shrouded by fine mist. Stepping in the moist silence, with a warm breeze he's gently kissed. Thinking he is quite alone, He enters the room, as if it were his own, But ripples on the sweet pink water Reveal some company unthought of- Rael stands astonished doubting his sight, Struck by beauty, gripped in fright; Three vermilion snakes of female face, The smallest motion, filled with grace. Muted melodies fill the echoing hall, But there is no sign of warning in the siren's call: "Rael welcome, we are the Lamia of the pool. We have been waiting for our waters to bring you cool." Putting fear beside him, he trusts in beauty blind, He slips into the nectar, leaving his shredded clothes behind. "With their tongues, they test, taste and judge all that is mine. They move in a series of caresses That glide up and down my spine. As they nibble the fruit of my flesh, I feel no pain, Only a magic that a name would stain. With the first drop of my blood in their veins Their faces are convulsed in mortal pains. The fairest cries, 'We all have loved you Rael'." Each empty snakelike body floats, Silent sorrow in empty boats. A sickly sourness fills the room, The bitter harvest of a dying bloom. Looking for motion I know I will not find, I stroke the curls now turning pale, in which I'd lain entwined "O Lamia, your flesh that remains I will take as my food" It is the scent of garlic that lingers on my choclate fingers. Looking behind me, the water turns icy blue, The lights are dimmed and once again the stage is set for you |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
The scent grows richer, he knows he must be near,
He finds a long passageway lit by chandelier. Each step he takes, the perfumes change From familiar fragrance to flavours strange. A magnificent chamber meets his eye. Inside, a long rose-water pool is shrouded by fine mist. Stepping in the moist silence, with a warm breeze he's gently kissed. Thinking he is quite alone, He enters the room, as if it were his own, But ripples on the sweet pink water Reveal some company unthought of- Rael stands astonished doubting his sight, Struck by beauty, gripped in fright; Three vermilion snakes of female face, The smallest motion, filled with grace. Muted melodies fill the echoing hall, But there is no sign of warning in the siren's call: "Rael welcome, we are the Lamia of the pool. We have been waiting for our waters to bring you cool." Putting fear beside him, he trusts in beauty blind, He slips into the nectar, leaving his shredded clothes behind. "With their tongues, they test, taste and judge all that is mine. They move in a series of caresses That glide up and down my spine. As they nibble the fruit of my flesh, I feel no pain, Only a magic that a name would stain. With the first drop of my blood in their veins Their faces are convulsed in mortal pains. The fairest cries, 'We all have loved you Rael'." Each empty snakelike body floats, Silent sorrow in empty boats. A sickly sourness fills the room, The bitter harvest of a dying bloom. Looking for motion I know I will not find, I stroke the curls now turning pale, in which I'd lain entwined "O Lamia, your flesh that remains I will take as my food" It is the scent of garlic that lingers on my choclate fingers. Looking behind me, the water turns icy blue, The lights are dimmed and once again the stage is set for you |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
As he walks along the gorge's edge,
He meets a sense of yesteryear. A window in the bank above his head Reveals his home amidst the streets. Subway sounds, the sounds of complaint The smell of acid on his gun of paint. As it carves out anger in a blood-red band, Destroyed tomorrow by an unknown hand; -My home. Is this the way out from this endless scene? Or just an entrance to another dream? And the light dies down on Broadway. But as the skylight beckons him to leave, He hears a scream fro far below. Within the raging water, writhes the form Of brother John, he cries for help. The gate is fading now, but open wide, But John is drowning, I must decide Between the freedom I had in the rat-race, Or to stay forever in this forsaken place; Hey John! He makes for the river and the gate is gone, Back to the void where it came from. And the light dies down on Broadway |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
As he walks along the gorge's edge,
He meets a sense of yesteryear. A window in the bank above his head Reveals his home amidst the streets. Subway sounds, the sounds of complaint The smell of acid on his gun of paint. As it carves out anger in a blood-red band, Destroyed tomorrow by an unknown hand; -My home. Is this the way out from this endless scene? Or just an entrance to another dream? And the light dies down on Broadway. But as the skylight beckons him to leave, He hears a scream fro far below. Within the raging water, writhes the form Of brother John, he cries for help. The gate is fading now, but open wide, But John is drowning, I must decide Between the freedom I had in the rat-race, Or to stay forever in this forsaken place; Hey John! He makes for the river and the gate is gone, Back to the void where it came from. And the light dies down on Broadway |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
Here comes the supernatural anaesthetist.
If he wants you to snuff it, All he has to do is puff it -he's such a fine dancer. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
He panics, feels around for a stone and hurls it at the brightest
point. The sound of breaking glass echoes around the cave. As his vision is restored he catches sight of two golden gloves about one foot in diameter hovering away down the tunnel. When they disappear a resounding crack sears across the roof, and it collapses all around him. Our hero is trapped once again. "This is it" he thinks, failing to move any of the fallen rocks |
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from Genesis - A Trick Of The Tail (1976)
Bored of the life in the city of gold
He'd left and let nobody know. Gone were the towers he had known from a child, Alone with the dream of a life He travelled the wide open road, The blinkered arcade, In search of another to share in his life. Nowhere. Everyone looked so strange to him. They've got no horns and they've got no tail They don't even know of our existence. Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold That lies in the deep distance, he cried And wept as they led him away to a cage 'Beast that can talk' read the sign. The creatures they pushed and they proddes his frame And questioned his story again. But soon they grew bored of their prey Beast that can talk? More like a freak or publicity stunt. Oh No. They've got no horns and they've got no tail They don't even know of our existence. Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold That lies in the deep distance, he cried And broke down the door of the cage and marched on out. He grabbed a creature by the scruff of his neck, pointing out: There, beyond the bounds of your weak imagination Lie the noble towers of my city, bright and gold. Let me take you there and show you a living story Let me show you others such as me Why did I ever leave? They've got no horns and they've got no tail They don't even know of our existence. Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold That lies in the deep distance, he cried And wept. And so we set out with the beast and his horns And his crazy description of home. After many days journey we cam to a peak Where the beast gazed abroad and cried out. We followed his gaze and we thought maybe we saw A spire of gold ~ no, a trick of the eye that's all. But the beast was gone and a voice was heard: They've got no horns and they've got no tail They don't even know of our existence. Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold That lies in the deep distance, he cried Hello friend, welcome home. |
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from Genesis - A Trick Of The Tail (1976)
Holy Mother of God
You've got to go faster than that to get to the top, Dirty old mountain All covered in smoke, she can turn you to stone So you better start doing it right Better start doing it right. You're halfway up and you're halfway down And the pack on your back is turning you around. Throw it away, you won't need it up there, and remember You don't look back whatever you do. Better start doing it right. On your left and on your right Crosses are green and crosses are blue Your friends didn't make it through. Out of the night and out of the dark Into the fire and into the fight Well that's the way the heroes go, Ho! Ho! Ho! Through a crack in Mother Earth, Blazing hot, the molten rock Spills out over the land. And the lava's the lover who licks your boots away, Hey! Hey! Hey! If you don't want to boil as well, B-B-Better start the dance D-D-Do you want to dance with me. You better start doing it right. The music's playing, the notes are right Put your left foot first and move into the light. The edge of this hill is the edge of the world And if you're going to cross you better start doing it right Better start doing it right. You better start doing it right. Let the dance begin ~ |
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from Genesis - A Trick Of The Tail (1976)
When you're asleep they may show you
Aerial views of the ground Freudian slumber empty of sound. Over the rooftops and houses, Lost as it tries to be seen, Fields of incentive covered with green. Mesmerised children are playing. Meant to be seen but not heard. "Stop me from dreaming!" "Don't be absurd!" "Well, if we can help you we will, You're looking tired and ill. As I count backwards Your eyes become heavier still. Sleep, won't you allow yourself fall? Nothing can hurt you at all. With your consent I can experiment further still." Madrigal music is playing. Voices can faintly be heard. "Please leave this patient undisturbed." Sentenced to drift far away now. Nothing is quite what it seems, Sometimes entangled in your own dreams. "Well, if we can help you we will. Soon as you're tired and ill. With your consent We can experiment further still. Well, thanks to our kindness and skill You'll have no trouble until You catch your breath And the nurse will present you the bill!" ~ |
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from Genesis - A Trick Of The Tail (1976)
<Instrumental>
There's an angel standing in the sun. There's an angel standing in the sun, Free to get back home. |
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from Genesis - A Trick Of The Tail (1976)
Was it summer when the river ran dry,
Or was it just another dam. When the evil of a snowflake in June Could still be a source of relief. O how I love you, I once cried long ago, But I was the one who decided to go. To search beyond the final crest, Though I'd heard it said just birds could dwell so high. So I pretended to have wings for my arms And took off in the air. I flew to places which the clouds never see, Too close to the deserts of sand, Where a thousend mirages, the shepherds of lies Forced me to land and take a disguise. I would welcome a horse's kick to send me back If I could find a horse not made of sand. If this desert's all there'll ever be Then tell me what becomes of me. A fall of rain? That must have been another of your dreams, A dream of mad man moon. Hey man, I'm the sand man, And boy have I news for you; They're gonna throw you in gaol And you know they can't fail 'Cos sand is thicker than blood. But a prison in sand Is a haven in hell, For a gaol can give you a goal And a goal can find you a role On a muddy pitch in Newcastle, Where it rains so much You can't wait for a touch Of sun and sand. Within the valley of shadowless death They pray for thunderclouds and rain, But to the multitude who stand in the rain Heaven is where the sun shines. The grass will be greener till the stems turn to brown And thoughts will fly higher till the earth brings them down. Forever caught in desert lands one has to learn To disbelieve the sea. If this desert's all there'll ever be Then tell me what becomes of me. A fall of rain? That must have been another of your dreams, A dream of mad man moon |
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from Genesis - A Trick Of The Tail (1976)
Bluegirls come in every size
some are wise and some otherwise They've got pretty blue eyes For an hour a man may change For an hour her face looks strange Looks strange, looks strange Marching to the promised land Where the honey flows and takes you by the hand Pulls you down on your knees While you're down a pool appears The face in the water looks up And she shakes her head as if to say That it's the last time you'll look like today Sail away, away Ripples never come back Gone to the other side Sail away, away The face that launched a thousand ships Is sinking fast, that happens you know The water gets below Seems not very long ago Lovelier she was than any that I know Angels never know it's time To close the book and gracefully decline The song has found a tale My, what a jealous pool is she The face in the water looks up And she shakes her head as if to say That the bluegirls have all gone away Sail away, away Ripples never come back Gone to the other side Look into the pool Ripples never come back Dive to the bottom and go to the top To see where they have gone Oh, they've gone to the other side |
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from Genesis - A Trick Of The Tail (1976)
The streets were deserted though the police were alerted,
They considered the phone call a hoax. Furtively glancing then jauntily prancing The youth caught the guards unaware. Slipping between them he ought to have seen then The eyes and their owner so near. With torch shining bright he strode on in the night Till he came to the room with the safe. "Hello son, I hope you're having fun." "You've got it wrong Sir, I'm only the cleaner." With that he fired, the other saying as he died, "You've done me wrong," it's the same old song forever. Robbery, assault and battery, The felon and his felony. Robbery, assault and battery, The felon and his felony. He picked up the diamonds and bundles of fivers He pushed them well down in his sack. But the alarm had been sounded, he was completely surrounded But he had some more tricks up his sleeve. "Come outside with your hands held high." "You'll not get me alive Sir, I promise you that Sir. With that he fired, the other saying as he died "You've done me wrong," it's the same old song forever. Robbery, assault and battery, The felon and his felony. Robbery, assault and battery, The felon and his felony. "He's leaving via the roof, the bastard's got away. God always fights on the side of the bad man. Bad man. Bad man" "I've got clean away but I'll be back some day, Just the combination will have changed. Some day they'll catch me, to a chain they'll attach me, But until that day I'll ride the old crime wave. If they try to hold me for trial I'll stay out of gaol by paying my bail And after I'll go to the court of appeal saying "You've done me wrong," it's the same old song forever." Done me wrong - same old song - done me wrong Done me wrong - same old song - done me wrong Done me wrong - same old song - done me wrong |
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from Genesis - A Trick Of The Tail (1976)
Like father like son
Not flesh nor fish nor bone A red rag hangs from an open mouth. Alive at both ends but a little dead in the middle, A~tumbling and a~bumbling he will go. All the King's horses and all the King's men Could never put a smile on that face. He's a sly one, he's a shy one Wouldn't you be too, Scared to be left all on his own. Hasn't a, hasn't a friend to play with the Ugly Duckling The pressure on, the bubble will burst before our eyes. All the while in perfect time His tears are falling on the ground BUT IF YOU DON'T STAND UP YOU DON'T STAND A CHANCE. Go a little faster now, you might get there in time. Mirror mirror on the wall. His heart was broken long before he ever came to you. Stop your tears from falling. The trail they leave is very clear for all to see at night All to see at night. In season, out of season What's the difference hen you don't know the reason. In one hand bread, the other a stone. The Hunter enters the forest. All are not huntsmen who can blow the huntsman's horn By the look of this one, you've not got much to fear. Here I am, I'm very fierce and frightening Come to match my skill to yours. Now listen here, listen to me, don't you run away now I am a friend, I'd really like to play with you. Making noises my little furry friend would make I'll trick him, then I'll kick him into my sack. You better watch out... You better watch out. I've got you, I'v got you, you'll never get away. Walking home that night The sack across my back, the sound of sobbing on my shoulder When suddenly it stopped, I opened up the sack, all that I had A pool of bubbles and tears ~ JUST A POOL OF TEARS. All in all you are a very dying race Placing trust upon a cruel world. You never had the things you thought you should have had And you'll not get them now, And all the while in perfect tie Your tears are falling on the ground ~ The Squonk is of a very retiring disposition and due to its ugliness, weeps constantly. It is easy prey for hunters who simply follow a tear-stained trail. When cornered it will dissolve itself into tears. True or False? |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Seconds Out [live] (1977)
The streets were deserted though the police were alerted,
They considered the phone call a hoax. Furtively glancing then jauntily prancing The youth caught the guards unaware. Slipping between them he ought to have seen then The eyes and their owner so near. With torch shining bright he strode on in the night Till he came to the room with the safe. "Hello son, I hope you're having fun." "You've got it wrong Sir, I'm only the cleaner." With that he fired, the other saying as he died, "You've done me wrong," it's the same old song forever. Robbery, assault and battery, The felon and his felony. Robbery, assault and battery, The felon and his felony. He picked up the diamonds and bundles of fivers He pushed them well down in his sack. But the alarm had been sounded, he was completely surrounded But he had some more tricks up his sleeve. "Come outside with your hands held high." "You'll not get me alive Sir, I promise you that Sir. With that he fired, the other saying as he died "You've done me wrong," it's the same old song forever. Robbery, assault and battery, The felon and his felony. Robbery, assault and battery, The felon and his felony. "He's leaving via the roof, the bastard's got away. God always fights on the side of the bad man. Bad man. Bad man" "I've got clean away but I'll be back some day, Just the combination will have changed. Some day they'll catch me, to a chain they'll attach me, But until that day I'll ride the old crime wave. If they try to hold me for trial I'll stay out of gaol by paying my bail And after I'll go to the court of appeal saying "You've done me wrong," it's the same old song forever." Done me wrong - same old song - done me wrong Done me wrong - same old song - done me wrong Done me wrong - same old song - done me wrong |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Seconds Out [live] (1977)
(Written by Tony Banks)
Like the dust that settles all around me, I must find a new home The ways and holes that used to give me shelter Are all as one to me now. But I, I would search everywhere Just to hear your call, And walk upon stranger roads than this one In a world I used to know before I miss you more. Then the sun reflecting off my pillow, Bringing the warmth of new life. And the sounds that echoed all around me, I caught a glimpse of in the night But now, now I've lost everything, I give to you my soul, The meaning of all that I believed before Escapes me in this world of none, no thing, no one. And I would search everywhere Just to hear your call, And walk upon stranger roads than this one, In a world I used to know before For now I've lost everything, I give to you my soul. The meaning of all that I believed before Escapes me in this world of none, I miss you more. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Seconds Out [live] (1977)
(Written by Tony Banks)
Like the dust that settles all around me, I must find a new home The ways and holes that used to give me shelter Are all as one to me now. But I, I would search everywhere Just to hear your call, And walk upon stranger roads than this one In a world I used to know before I miss you more. Then the sun reflecting off my pillow, Bringing the warmth of new life. And the sounds that echoed all around me, I caught a glimpse of in the night But now, now I've lost everything, I give to you my soul, The meaning of all that I believed before Escapes me in this world of none, no thing, no one. And I would search everywhere Just to hear your call, And walk upon stranger roads than this one, In a world I used to know before For now I've lost everything, I give to you my soul. The meaning of all that I believed before Escapes me in this world of none, I miss you more. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Seconds Out [live] (1977)
There is lambswool under my naked feet,
The wool is soft and warm, - 'Gives off some kind of heat. A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed. Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid. The fleas cling to the golden fleece, Hoping they'll find peace. Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid. There's no hiding in my memory. There's no room to avoid. The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor. For my second sight of people, they've more lifeblood than before. They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door, Where the needle's eye is winking, closing on the poor. The carpet crawlers heed their callers; "We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out." There's only one direction in the faces that I see; It's upward to the ceiling, where the chamber's said to be. Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree, There are pulled up by the magnet, believeing they're free. The carpet crawlers heed their callers; "We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out." Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite, And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing bright. Through the door a harvest feast is lit by candlelight; It's the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight. The carpet crawlers heed their callers; "We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out." The porcelain mannikin with shattered skin fears attack. The eager pack lit up their pitchers - they carry all they lack. The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack. And the tickler takes his sticleback. The carpet crawlers heed their callers; "We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out." |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Seconds Out [live] (1977)
Holy Mother of God
You've got to go faster than that to get to the top, Dirty old mountain All covered in smoke, she can turn you to stone So you better start doing it right Better start doing it right. You're halfway up and you're halfway down And the pack on your back is turning you around. Throw it away, you won't need it up there, and remember You don't look back whatever you do. Better start doing it right. On your left and on your right Crosses are green and crosses are blue Your friends didn't make it through. Out of the night and out of the dark Into the fire and into the fight Well that's the way the heroes go, Ho! Ho! Ho! Through a crack in Mother Earth, Blazing hot, the molten rock Spills out over the land. And the lava's the lover who licks your boots away, Hey! Hey! Hey! If you don't want to boil as well, B-B-Better start the dance D-D-Do you want to dance with me. You better start doing it right. The music's playing, the notes are right Put your left foot first and move into the light. The edge of this hill is the edge of the world And if you're going to cross you better start doing it right Better start doing it right. You better start doing it right. Let the dance begin ~ |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Seconds Out [live] (1977)
Holy Mother of God
You've got to go faster than that to get to the top, Dirty old mountain All covered in smoke, she can turn you to stone So you better start doing it right Better start doing it right. You're halfway up and you're halfway down And the pack on your back is turning you around. Throw it away, you won't need it up there, and remember You don't look back whatever you do. Better start doing it right. On your left and on your right Crosses are green and crosses are blue Your friends didn't make it through. Out of the night and out of the dark Into the fire and into the fight Well that's the way the heroes go, Ho! Ho! Ho! Through a crack in Mother Earth, Blazing hot, the molten rock Spills out over the land. And the lava's the lover who licks your boots away, Hey! Hey! Hey! If you don't want to boil as well, B-B-Better start the dance D-D-Do you want to dance with me. You better start doing it right. The music's playing, the notes are right Put your left foot first and move into the light. The edge of this hill is the edge of the world And if you're going to cross you better start doing it right Better start doing it right. You better start doing it right. Let the dance begin ~ |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Seconds Out [live] (1977)
(Written by Banks,Collins,Gabriel,Hackett,Rutherford)
The path is clear, though no eyes can see The course laid down long before And so with gods and men, the sheep remain inside their pen Though many times they've seen the way to leave He rides majestic, past homes of men Who care not or gaze with joy To see reflected there, the trees, the sky, the lily fair The scene of death is lying just below The mountains cut off the town from view Like a cancer growth is removed by skill Let it be revealed A waterfall, his madrigal An inland sea, his symphony Undinal songs urge the sailors on 'Till lured by the siren's cry... Now as the river dissolve in sea So Neptune has claimed another soul And so with gods and men, the sheep remain inside their pen Until the shepherd leads his flock away The sands of time were eroded by The river of constant change |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Seconds Out [live] (1977)
(Written by Banks,Collins,Gabriel,Hackett,Rutherford)
The path is clear, though no eyes can see The course laid down long before And so with gods and men, the sheep remain inside their pen Though many times they've seen the way to leave He rides majestic, past homes of men Who care not or gaze with joy To see reflected there, the trees, the sky, the lily fair The scene of death is lying just below The mountains cut off the town from view Like a cancer growth is removed by skill Let it be revealed A waterfall, his madrigal An inland sea, his symphony Undinal songs urge the sailors on 'Till lured by the siren's cry... Now as the river dissolve in sea So Neptune has claimed another soul And so with gods and men, the sheep remain inside their pen Until the shepherd leads his flock away The sands of time were eroded by The river of constant change |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Seconds Out [live] (1977)
It's one o'clock and time for lunch,
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench, I can always hear them talk. There's always been Ethel: "Jacob, wake up! You've got to tidy your room now." And then Mister Lewis: "Isn't it time that he was out on his own?" Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you! Keep them moving blades sharp... I know what I like, and I like what I know; getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show. Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said: "Listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you in the fire escape trade. Come up to town!" But I remebered a voice from the past; "Gambling only plays when you're winning" - I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure. Keep them moving blades sharp... I know what I like, and I like what I know; getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show. When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench, I can always hear them talk. Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk |
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