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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 - Wind And Wuthering (1977)
(Written by Mike Rutherford/Steve Hackett)
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from Genesis - Wind And Wuthering (1977)
(Written by Tony Banks/Phil Collins/Mike Rutherford/Steve Hackett)
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from Steve Hackett - A Midsummer Night`s Dream (2002) | |||||
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from Steve Hackett - Voyage Of The Acolyte (2003) | |||||
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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 Steve Hackett - An Unauthorised Biography (1995) | |||||
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from Steve Hackett - Time Lapse (2002) | |||||
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from Steve Hackett - Voyage Of The Acolyte (2003) | |||||
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from Steve Hackett - There Are Sides To The Night (2003) | |||||
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from Steve Hackett - Guitar Noir & There Are Many Sides To The Night (2005) | |||||
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from Genesis - Selling England By The Pound (1973) | |||||
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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 - Wind And Wuthering (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 - Wind And Wuthering (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 - 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 - Wind And Wuthering (1977)
Loving Couple:
I can't see you but I know you're there. Got to get beside you cos it's really cold out here. Come up close to me you'll soon be warm. Hold me tightly like we're sheltering from a storm. Mouse: Think I might go out for a stroll Into the night, and out of this hole. Maybe find me a meal. Walking along this new shag pile Presents a problem all the while. Nearly the door. Suddenly he bumps into wood, the door is closed. A voice from the bed, he'll be exposed. Which way to run, must make for the hole, The light's been turned on, he's blind as a mole in coal. Now I can see they're coming at me, They've blocked off my door, I haven't a chance in hell. Couple: Come on baby let the poor thing go. I'm not sleeping with that thing around here, no. Alright then, I'll fetch a box from below, Guard him carefully, they're very quick you know. Mouse: The door's been opened, my chance to escape. Must run out quick, better sorry than late. I'm out on the stairs. They won't catch me now, I've the run of the house now. I'll make it downstairs and into the breadbin. That would be nice. Suddenly he bumps into fur, that's very unwise, A cat is much quicker than men and their eyes. The chase that ensues can have only one end, Unless outside help steps in for our friend in need. But now the cat comes in for the kill, His paw is raised, soon blood will spill, yes it will. Cat: Hard luck mouse, this is the end of your road. The signpost says inside me, let me bear your heavy load. But it's not to be, that final pounce Knocks a jar upon his head, and lays him out. But it's all in a mouse's night To take on all those who would fight. Cat's Story: There I was with my back to the wall, Then comes this monster mouse, he's ten feet tall, With teeth and claws to match. It only took one blow. |
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from Genesis - Wind And Wuthering (1977)
Loving Couple:
I can't see you but I know you're there. Got to get beside you cos it's really cold out here. Come up close to me you'll soon be warm. Hold me tightly like we're sheltering from a storm. Mouse: Think I might go out for a stroll Into the night, and out of this hole. Maybe find me a meal. Walking along this new shag pile Presents a problem all the while. Nearly the door. Suddenly he bumps into wood, the door is closed. A voice from the bed, he'll be exposed. Which way to run, must make for the hole, The light's been turned on, he's blind as a mole in coal. Now I can see they're coming at me, They've blocked off my door, I haven't a chance in hell. Couple: Come on baby let the poor thing go. I'm not sleeping with that thing around here, no. Alright then, I'll fetch a box from below, Guard him carefully, they're very quick you know. Mouse: The door's been opened, my chance to escape. Must run out quick, better sorry than late. I'm out on the stairs. They won't catch me now, I've the run of the house now. I'll make it downstairs and into the breadbin. That would be nice. Suddenly he bumps into fur, that's very unwise, A cat is much quicker than men and their eyes. The chase that ensues can have only one end, Unless outside help steps in for our friend in need. But now the cat comes in for the kill, His paw is raised, soon blood will spill, yes it will. Cat: Hard luck mouse, this is the end of your road. The signpost says inside me, let me bear your heavy load. But it's not to be, that final pounce Knocks a jar upon his head, and lays him out. But it's all in a mouse's night To take on all those who would fight. Cat's Story: There I was with my back to the wall, Then comes this monster mouse, he's ten feet tall, With teeth and claws to match. It only took one blow. |
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from Steve Hackett - Highly Strung (2003) | |||||
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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 Steve Hackett - Guitar Noir & There Are Many Sides To The Night (2005) | |||||
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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 Steve Hackett - Live In Japan (2001)
And now I stand, forsaking pride
The time has come to turn the tide I've drawn the line, I've built my wall And I won't let one more dream fall All days of innocence, I surrendered long ago Where's the wind that takes me higher The hand that offers peace The heart that still gives shelter' I wanna go back to find The innocent days that I left behind I still believe they're holding ground Behind the battle lines If it takes a million miles over land and sea Gonna swim in the rivers of purity I know they still run free Behind the battle lines One more mountain I must climb I've scaled so many in my time And if the sun goes down on me The light of truth will help me see All days of innocence, I surrendered long ago Where's the voice that speaks of mercy The eyes that are not blind The love that's never ending' I wanna go back to find The innocent days that I left behind I still believe they're holding ground Behind the battle lines If it takes a million miles over land and sea Gonna swim in the rivers of purity I know they still run free A vision of eternity Oh, Lord! Never take the dream from me Here I am, standing at the edge of destiny' I wanna go back to find The innocent days that I left behind I still believe they're holding ground Behind the battle lines If it takes a million miles over land and sea Gonna swim in the rivers of purity I know they still run free... Behind the battle lines |
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from Genesis - Wind And Wuthering (1977)
(Written by Phil Collins/Steve Hackett)
Dark and grey, an English film, the Wednesday Play We always watch the Queen on Christmas Day, Won't you stay? Though your eyes see shipwrecked sailors you're still dry The outlook's fine though Wales might have some rain Saved again. Let's skip the news boy (I'll make some tea) Arabs and Jews boy (too much for me) They get me confused boy (puts me off to sleep) And the thing I hate - Oh Lord! Is staying up late, to watch some debate, on some nation's fate. Hypnotised by Batman, Tarzan, still surprised! You've won the West in time to be our guest Name your prize! Drop of wine, a glass of beer dear what's the time? The grime on the Tyne is mine, all mine, all mine. Five past nine. Blood on the rooftops - Venice in the Spring The Streets of San Francisco - a word from Peking The trouble was started - by a young Errol Flynn Better in my day - Oh Lord! For when we got bored, we'd have a world war, happy but poor So let's skip the news boy (I'll go make that tea) Blood on the rooftops (too much for me) When old Mother Goose stops - and they're out for 23 Then the rain at Lords stopped play Seems Helen of Troy has found a new face again. |
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from Genesis - Wind And Wuthering (1977)
(Written by Phil Collins/Steve Hackett)
Dark and grey, an English film, the Wednesday Play We always watch the Queen on Christmas Day, Won't you stay? Though your eyes see shipwrecked sailors you're still dry The outlook's fine though Wales might have some rain Saved again. Let's skip the news boy (I'll make some tea) Arabs and Jews boy (too much for me) They get me confused boy (puts me off to sleep) And the thing I hate - Oh Lord! Is staying up late, to watch some debate, on some nation's fate. Hypnotised by Batman, Tarzan, still surprised! You've won the West in time to be our guest Name your prize! Drop of wine, a glass of beer dear what's the time? The grime on the Tyne is mine, all mine, all mine. Five past nine. Blood on the rooftops - Venice in the Spring The Streets of San Francisco - a word from Peking The trouble was started - by a young Errol Flynn Better in my day - Oh Lord! For when we got bored, we'd have a world war, happy but poor So let's skip the news boy (I'll go make that tea) Blood on the rooftops (too much for me) When old Mother Goose stops - and they're out for 23 Then the rain at Lords stopped play Seems Helen of Troy has found a new face again. |
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from Steve Hackett - Blues With A Feeling (2002)
Blues with a feeling, that's what I have today
Blues with a feeling, that's what I have today I'm gonna find my woman if it takes all night and day What a lonesome feeling when you're by yourself What a lonesome feeling when you're by yourself When the one that you're loving has run off with someone else You know I love you baby Tell you the reason why Gone and left me, baby Left me here to cry Blues with a feeling, that's what I have today I will find my woman if it takes all night and day What a lonesome feeling ... repeat as before You know I love you baby Tell you the reason why Gone and left me, baby Left me here to cry Blues with a feeling, that's what I have today I will find my woman if it takes all night and day |
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from Steve Hackett - Blues With A Feeling (2002)
Well, I was born in Chicago back in 19 and 41
I was born in Chicago back in 19 and 41 Well, my father told me Son, you had better get a gun! Well, my first friend went down when I was 17 years old Well, my first friend went down when I was 17 years old Well, there's one thing you can say 'bout that, boy He got gold My second friend went down when I was 21 years old Well, my second friend went down when I was 21 years old There's one thing you can say 'bout that, boy He got bread Well, the blues's all right when there's someone left to play the game Well, the blues's all right when there's someone left to play the game All my friends are going And things just don't seem the same No, things just don't seem the same, babe |
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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 Steve Hackett - Live In Japan (2001)
Walking along the Camino Royale
The Mississippi sighs Soft in the night when the wind starts to rise And I'm lifted high around the corner So I spin Fast as a ride at the fair Like a snake that flies through the air When I cry enough I'm fired from a gun And thrown through the doors Only the fool learns to get through Only the fool learns to get through Ahead I see candles floating in pails Each placed upon a chair Into a tent where they turn round the bend Through a kitchen leading to a staircase Now I stop Seems that I've been led astray There are no new answers today This road is blocked Only the fool learns to get through Only the fool learns to get through Only the fool learns to get through |
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from Steve Hackett - Time Lapse (2002)
Walking along the Camino Royale
The Mississippi sighs Soft in the night when the wind starts to rise And I'm lifted high around the corner So I spin Fast as a ride at the fair Like a snake that flies through the air When I cry enough I'm fired from a gun And thrown through the doors Only the fool learns to get through Only the fool learns to get through Ahead I see candles floating in pails Each placed upon a chair Into a tent where they turn round the bend Through a kitchen leading to a staircase Now I stop Seems that I've been led astray There are no new answers today This road is blocked Only the fool learns to get through Only the fool learns to get through Only the fool learns to get through |
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from Steve Hackett - Genesis Files (2002)
Walking along the Camino Royale
The Mississippi sighs Soft in the night when the wind starts to rise And I'm lifted high around the corner So I spin Fast as a ride at the fair Like a snake that flies through the air When I cry enough I'm fired from a gun And thrown through the doors Only the fool learns to get through Only the fool learns to get through Ahead I see candles floating in pails Each placed upon a chair Into a tent where they turn round the bend Through a kitchen leading to a staircase Now I stop Seems that I've been led astray There are no new answers today This road is blocked Only the fool learns to get through Only the fool learns to get through Only the fool learns to get through |
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from Steve Hackett - Highly Strung (2003)
Walking along the Camino Royale
The Mississippi sighs Soft in the night when the wind starts to rise And I'm lifted high around the corner So I spin Fast as a ride at the fair Like a snake that flies through the air When I cry enough I'm fired from a gun And thrown through the doors Only the fool learns to get through Only the fool learns to get through Ahead I see candles floating in pails Each placed upon a chair Into a tent where they turn round the bend Through a kitchen leading to a staircase Now I stop Seems that I've been led astray There are no new answers today This road is blocked Only the fool learns to get through Only the fool learns to get through Only the fool learns to get through |
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from Steve Hackett - Cured (2007)
Your face is like an angel
But what if you won't let me touch you You could change into a dragon But what if your flame is imagined Feel like I'm lying on a bed of nails You're taking the wind right out of my sails Can't let go Can't let go Can't let go Can't let go I never hear you saying I'm giving you all of my loving I'm sure you've got a reason But one day you know I'll get even Feel like I'm lying on a bed of nails You're taking the wind right out of my sails Can't let go Can't let go Can't let go Can't let go Yes I'm getting tired Of playing diplomat Why she always takin' The shirt off my back Can't let go Can't let go Can't let go Can't let go |
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from Steve Hackett - Cured (2007)
Your face is like an angel
But what if you won't let me touch you You could change into a dragon But what if your flame is imagined Feel like I'm lying on a bed of nails You're taking the wind right out of my sails Can't let go Can't let go Can't let go Can't let go I never hear you saying I'm giving you all of my loving I'm sure you've got a reason But one day you know I'll get even Feel like I'm lying on a bed of nails You're taking the wind right out of my sails Can't let go Can't let go Can't let go Can't let go Yes I'm getting tired Of playing diplomat Why she always takin' The shirt off my back Can't let go Can't let go Can't let go Can't let go |
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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 - 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, 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 Steve Hackett - Please Don'T Touch (2005)
Body was found at the vicarage quarter past nine.
People die from sudden strokes all the time. Verdict of misadventure mending the roof. The doctors niece, whilst tending the rosehedge. Stung to death by a swarm of bees. "My wife's cooking is out of this world take a bite". Died from some rare tropical disease in the night. Dab hand at pharmaceuticals, still no one guessed. The village vet was drowned in the pigswill You wonder whose turn will be next "In the world of sinners all are condemned my son this gun's loaded" A missing floorboard then screaming from the belfry he fell. |
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from Steve Hackett - Please Don'T Touch (2005)
Body was found at the vicarage quarter past nine.
People die from sudden strokes all the time. Verdict of misadventure mending the roof. The doctors niece, whilst tending the rosehedge. Stung to death by a swarm of bees. "My wife's cooking is out of this world take a bite". Died from some rare tropical disease in the night. Dab hand at pharmaceuticals, still no one guessed. The village vet was drowned in the pigswill You wonder whose turn will be next "In the world of sinners all are condemned my son this gun's loaded" A missing floorboard then screaming from the belfry he fell. |
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from Steve Hackett - An Unauthorised Biography (1995)
My lucky number is on a prison door
And it's found on everything I wear And I've got to get away From 151 Cell 151 Sharing with me is a man who shot his wife And I'm afraid to fall asleep at night And I've got to get away From 151 Cell 151 And it makes me sad Thinking about the past feeling bad I know I've been blind All I need's a space to unwind But I can't stay In 151 Cell 151 Hear me when I cry I can't see the sky Too much time I left the world behind And I've got to get away From 151 Cell 151 And it makes me sad Thinking about the past feeling bad I know I've been blind Now all I need's a space to unwind But I can't stay In 151 151 - I gotta get away from 151 151 - Ooh yeah 151 - Gotta get away 151 - Ooh 151 151 |
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from Steve Hackett - Highly Strung (2003)
My lucky number is on a prison door
And it's found on everything I wear And I've got to get away From 151 Cell 151 Sharing with me is a man who shot his wife And I'm afraid to fall asleep at night And I've got to get away From 151 Cell 151 And it makes me sad Thinking about the past feeling bad I know I've been blind All I need's a space to unwind But I can't stay In 151 Cell 151 Hear me when I cry I can't see the sky Too much time I left the world behind And I've got to get away From 151 Cell 151 And it makes me sad Thinking about the past feeling bad I know I've been blind Now all I need's a space to unwind But I can't stay In 151 151 - I gotta get away from 151 151 - Ooh yeah 151 - Gotta get away 151 - Ooh 151 151 |
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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 - 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, 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 Steve Hackett - Genesis Files (2002)
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 Steve Hackett - Genesis Revisited (2003)
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 Steve Hackett - Watcher Of The Skies (2004)
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 - 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 - Genesis Live [video, live] (2004)
(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 Steve Hackett - Guitar Noir (2003)
Dark as night, dark as the grave
Dark wherein my friend is laid Sleepwalkers fill the boulevards Pretty girls and backward boys All the voices can be heard, an opera of the absurd Dark as night, dark as the grave Dark wherein my friend is laid We welcome you, we welcome you The world of chaos far away As the crowd of mourners said "Tragedy is nothing new" Dark as night Dark as night, dark as the grave Dark wherein my friend is laid |
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from Steve Hackett - Guitar Noir & There Are Many Sides To The Night (2005)
Dark as night, dark as the grave
Dark wherein my friend is laid Sleepwalkers fill the boulevards Pretty girls and backward boys All the voices can be heard, an opera of the absurd Dark as night, dark as the grave Dark wherein my friend is laid We welcome you, we welcome you The world of chaos far away As the crowd of mourners said "Tragedy is nothing new" Dark as night Dark as night, dark as the grave Dark wherein my friend is laid |
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from Steve Hackett - Darktown (2002)
Take a trip take a ride
Through Darktown don't be shy Gather by the clocktower take your seats Glad you're here it's for keeps Festering wounds from years gone by Toxic waste you buried inside In Darktown Take a turn step on down Through an alleyway you'll find By the backstreet trash resides The underworld you tried to hide And from a dark corner where walls loom high You'll hear the sound of a small child's cry In Darktown Legions of hate schools of fear Proudly accomplished their mission here A hidden agenda behind the eyes For the gifted ones they most despised They couldn't do it in the X-rated world But presided over the boys and girls In Darktown It's all on camera it's all on film On the couch in the shower The stains are there still Drink to the ones who dished out the marks Rabid animals right from the start It's happy hour shut the beasts away Come along children it's time to play In Darktown |
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from Steve Hackett - Darktown (2002)
When I wasn't looking I found you
And the nights they don't seem so long There are moments when I just can't believe That I've waited so long So take me and love me don't ever let me go Oh take me and hold me you know I want you so Cause you're so precious like the days of long ago And I feel now that I can make it Like the sunshine of a new day All these times of so much confusion feel them drifting away Feel them drifting away So take me and love me don't ever let me go Yeah take me and hold me you know I love you so Cause you're so precious like the days of long ago |
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from Steve Hackett - Genesis Files (2002) |