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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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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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Hey it's no surprise that you're going tonight
Well alright, had a funny feeling I don't want to go on wasting your time Well alright, had a funny feeling That came the whole morning through It's not hard to do I'm just not getting through Don't live a lie I'd rather say goodbye Please don't explain No use pretending it's the same You don't have to tell me I've known it all day Well alright, had a funny feeling I don't see a happy ending coming our way Well alright, had a funny feeling That came the whole morning through It's not hard to do I'm just not getting through Don't live a lie I'd rather say goodbye Please don't explain No use pretending it's the same Hey it's no surprise that you're going tonight Well alright, had a funny feeling I don't want to go on wasting your time Well alright, had a funny feeling Don't live a lie I'd rather say goodbye Please don't explain No use pretending it's the same |
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Hey it's no surprise that you're going tonight
Well alright, had a funny feeling I don't want to go on wasting your time Well alright, had a funny feeling That came the whole morning through It's not hard to do I'm just not getting through Don't live a lie I'd rather say goodbye Please don't explain No use pretending it's the same You don't have to tell me I've known it all day Well alright, had a funny feeling I don't see a happy ending coming our way Well alright, had a funny feeling That came the whole morning through It's not hard to do I'm just not getting through Don't live a lie I'd rather say goodbye Please don't explain No use pretending it's the same Hey it's no surprise that you're going tonight Well alright, had a funny feeling I don't want to go on wasting your time Well alright, had a funny feeling Don't live a lie I'd rather say goodbye Please don't explain No use pretending it's the same |
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Hope I don't wake in the morning
Find you running right away Every hour I'm down and worried Dream about night a day a-yay To many places you can go When drowning in your sleep But no one wants to lay awake For hours counting sheep I'm fine what about you OK tell me the news We all know how to fight When there's something to lose In my mind I feel elation Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Hope I don't wake in the morning Find you running right away Every hour I'm down and worried Dream about night a day For many days I know you'll go Surrounded by four walls And by yourself you'll stay inside Behind your own front door I'm fine what about you OK tell me the news We all know how to fight When there's something to lose In my mind I feel elation Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Hope I don't wake in the morning Find you running right away Every hour I'm down and worried Dream about night a day Well I need to be on my way Hope to get through another day Well you know what shape I'm in And it seems I can never win Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Hope I don't wake in the morning Find you running right away Every hour I'm down and worried Dream about night a day a-yay |
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Hope I don't wake in the morning
Find you running right away Every hour I'm down and worried Dream about night a day a-yay To many places you can go When drowning in your sleep But no one wants to lay awake For hours counting sheep I'm fine what about you OK tell me the news We all know how to fight When there's something to lose In my mind I feel elation Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Hope I don't wake in the morning Find you running right away Every hour I'm down and worried Dream about night a day For many days I know you'll go Surrounded by four walls And by yourself you'll stay inside Behind your own front door I'm fine what about you OK tell me the news We all know how to fight When there's something to lose In my mind I feel elation Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Hope I don't wake in the morning Find you running right away Every hour I'm down and worried Dream about night a day Well I need to be on my way Hope to get through another day Well you know what shape I'm in And it seems I can never win Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Hope I don't wake in the morning Find you running right away Every hour I'm down and worried Dream about night a day a-yay |
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Beneath the scattered light
Across bare hills of night I dreamt a train just missed me Another came in sight I ran across the track Then had to turn right back A new one came straight at me The next behind my back Nowhere else to turn to There are walls on either side Why must the embankment be so high Beside myself with weakness And faint from running wild I could hear the sound of burning coal They never seem to stop But always get to smoke Right out between two tunnels I ran until I woke |
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Beneath the scattered light
Across bare hills of night I dreamt a train just missed me Another came in sight I ran across the track Then had to turn right back A new one came straight at me The next behind my back Nowhere else to turn to There are walls on either side Why must the embankment be so high Beside myself with weakness And faint from running wild I could hear the sound of burning coal They never seem to stop But always get to smoke Right out between two tunnels I ran until I woke |
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Don't want a picture
To pin upon my wall Just want some one to Help me forget, that's all I don't want to be here on my own Hungry as a dog without a bone Don't want a postcard Showing some distant view Just want some one to Laugh when I blow a fuse I don't want to be here on my own Hungry as a dog without a bone I don't want to be alone I don't want to cry and moan I don't want to be alone I don't want to cry and moan Nobody can hear a single word I say As I walk the floor Seems there's nothing more Time to go to sleep once more But in my dreams there's a place Where it's never to late I see nothing has changed And that's where you still remain Don't want a picture Don't want a postcard Don't want a picture Don't want a postcard Don't want a picture Don't want a postcard Don't want a picture Don't want a postcard Don't want a picture |
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from Steve Hackett - Cured (2007)
Don't want a picture
To pin upon my wall Just want some one to Help me forget, that's all I don't want to be here on my own Hungry as a dog without a bone Don't want a postcard Showing some distant view Just want some one to Laugh when I blow a fuse I don't want to be here on my own Hungry as a dog without a bone I don't want to be alone I don't want to cry and moan I don't want to be alone I don't want to cry and moan Nobody can hear a single word I say As I walk the floor Seems there's nothing more Time to go to sleep once more But in my dreams there's a place Where it's never to late I see nothing has changed And that's where you still remain Don't want a picture Don't want a postcard Don't want a picture Don't want a postcard Don't want a picture Don't want a postcard Don't want a picture Don't want a postcard Don't want a picture |
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I'm not on the ball
Living in a world of so much change Thought that I might be much stronger When I'm far away from you What I'd give to learn to turn back time Sometimes words are dancing Like caterpillars moving on a page I would send you all my letters Feel like living in cage What I'd give to learn to turn back time Your love is bound to see me through Your warmth is bound to find a way Your touch is all I really need Your smile, the one and only key I'm not on th ball Living in a world of so much change Thought that I might be much stronger When I'm far away from you What I'd give to learn to turn back time |
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from Steve Hackett - Cured (2007)
I'm not on the ball
Living in a world of so much change Thought that I might be much stronger When I'm far away from you What I'd give to learn to turn back time Sometimes words are dancing Like caterpillars moving on a page I would send you all my letters Feel like living in cage What I'd give to learn to turn back time Your love is bound to see me through Your warmth is bound to find a way Your touch is all I really need Your smile, the one and only key I'm not on th ball Living in a world of so much change Thought that I might be much stronger When I'm far away from you What I'd give to learn to turn back time |
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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 - Please Don'T Touch (2005)
There are many friends that I once knew
who felt the same special thing that I share with you They've grown apart in different ways I wonder if someone hears as I start to say I'm hoping love will last Yes I'm hoping love will last On and on, on and on Why do I dream love's labour's lost I'm just a face with a name that you soon forgot But when I'm scared the most, the nightmare ends then safe and sound I awake in your arms again - I'm hoping love will last Yes I'm hoping love will last On and on, on and on How can I go on alone when your love, When your love is all I've known Sometimes we stay many miles away You know you're here every minute throughout the day within my thoughts, Within my thoughts so take good care I only wait for the moments we both can share Hoping love will last Yes I'm hoping, hoping love will last On and on, on and on |
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from Steve Hackett - Please Don'T Touch (2005)
There are many friends that I once knew
who felt the same special thing that I share with you They've grown apart in different ways I wonder if someone hears as I start to say I'm hoping love will last Yes I'm hoping love will last On and on, on and on Why do I dream love's labour's lost I'm just a face with a name that you soon forgot But when I'm scared the most, the nightmare ends then safe and sound I awake in your arms again - I'm hoping love will last Yes I'm hoping love will last On and on, on and on How can I go on alone when your love, When your love is all I've known Sometimes we stay many miles away You know you're here every minute throughout the day within my thoughts, Within my thoughts so take good care I only wait for the moments we both can share Hoping love will last Yes I'm hoping, hoping love will last On and on, on and on |
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from Steve Hackett - Please Don'T Touch (2005)
The local radio says sorry time to go
But I don't sleep too well Where are those southern belles Tryin' to get a telephone line through South Carolina Your call may bring somebody down for miles around I'm watching her eyes again I won't use no fountain pen The lady isn't here. The message wasn't clear She left an hour ago, screamed from the floor below Mother nature never gives in, she wants you to sing But how can I go on just singing this song My car's out of gas again Hurry home to see my friend Money won't help you to win a new look at things Loving can bring you down so you fall Then why do you still try to get up at all Your good and bad side showing through Problems are a part of you You must love someone else or face life by yourself You may expect a call She's waiting in the hall See the garden grows and it grows nobody else knows And you can wear just any old thing The show can begin I'm falling asleep to dream No more hills to climb it seems Money won't help you to win a new look at things You never give in So why don't you sing But how can I go on just singing this song My car's out of gas again I'll be home to see my friend ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By HACKETT <i>Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC</i> |
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The local radio says sorry time to go
But I don't sleep too well Where are those southern belles Tryin' to get a telephone line through South Carolina Your call may bring somebody down for miles around I'm watching her eyes again I won't use no fountain pen The lady isn't here. The message wasn't clear She left an hour ago, screamed from the floor below Mother nature never gives in, she wants you to sing But how can I go on just singing this song My car's out of gas again Hurry home to see my friend Money won't help you to win a new look at things Loving can bring you down so you fall Then why do you still try to get up at all Your good and bad side showing through Problems are a part of you You must love someone else or face life by yourself You may expect a call She's waiting in the hall See the garden grows and it grows nobody else knows And you can wear just any old thing The show can begin I'm falling asleep to dream No more hills to climb it seems Money won't help you to win a new look at things You never give in So why don't you sing But how can I go on just singing this song My car's out of gas again I'll be home to see my friend ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By HACKETT <i>Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC</i> |
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There are many things that I would rather do
Many many places I would rather be Splendour wings of ambition Melted by the sun To the sea of remorse Graveyard come Dogs that bark at night are fearful of the moon Will the sound of children's toys remain in tune The same light shines on vineyards That makes deserts its true What awaits me if I follow you - ooh And all that's behind me And I flew this time Never falling Since your eyes first touched mine |
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from Steve Hackett - Please Don'T Touch (2005)
There are many things that I would rather do
Many many places I would rather be Splendour wings of ambition Melted by the sun To the sea of remorse Graveyard come Dogs that bark at night are fearful of the moon Will the sound of children's toys remain in tune The same light shines on vineyards That makes deserts its true What awaits me if I follow you - ooh And all that's behind me And I flew this time Never falling Since your eyes first touched mine |
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Things they taught you at school
Can sometimes disappear Why do you disbelieve The things I said were true Of a land nothing planned It just happens Girls and boys who shout come out to play With a queen cold as ice You'd best take my advice To steer clear of her charm She's easily annoyed What's that sound, you turn around It just happens there are bells And reindeer drawing a sleigh There troubled with snow covered peaks Till the end of time We know you're a daughter of Eve And a friend of mine - no Yes I'm certain that you Will influence the rest She could turn you to stone You're suitably impressed And so easily led There just happen to be repercussions Months ahead Oh there troubled with snow covered peaks Till the end of time We know you're a daughter of Eve And a friend of mine - no |
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from Steve Hackett - Please Don'T Touch (2005)
Things they taught you at school
Can sometimes disappear Why do you disbelieve The things I said were true Of a land nothing planned It just happens Girls and boys who shout come out to play With a queen cold as ice You'd best take my advice To steer clear of her charm She's easily annoyed What's that sound, you turn around It just happens there are bells And reindeer drawing a sleigh There troubled with snow covered peaks Till the end of time We know you're a daughter of Eve And a friend of mine - no Yes I'm certain that you Will influence the rest She could turn you to stone You're suitably impressed And so easily led There just happen to be repercussions Months ahead Oh there troubled with snow covered peaks Till the end of time We know you're a daughter of Eve And a friend of mine - no |
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from Steve Hackett - Please Don'T Touch (2005)
Things they taught you at school
Can sometimes disappear Why do you disbelieve The things I said were true Of a land nothing planned It just happens Girls and boys who shout come out to play With a queen cold as ice You'd best take my advice To steer clear of her charm She's easily annoyed What's that sound, you turn around It just happens there are bells And reindeer drawing a sleigh There troubled with snow covered peaks Till the end of time We know you're a daughter of Eve And a friend of mine - no Yes I'm certain that you Will influence the rest She could turn you to stone You're suitably impressed And so easily led There just happen to be repercussions Months ahead Oh there troubled with snow covered peaks Till the end of time We know you're a daughter of Eve And a friend of mine - no |
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Things they taught you at school
Can sometimes disappear Why do you disbelieve The things I said were true Of a land nothing planned It just happens Girls and boys who shout come out to play With a queen cold as ice You'd best take my advice To steer clear of her charm She's easily annoyed What's that sound, you turn around It just happens there are bells And reindeer drawing a sleigh There troubled with snow covered peaks Till the end of time We know you're a daughter of Eve And a friend of mine - no Yes I'm certain that you Will influence the rest She could turn you to stone You're suitably impressed And so easily led There just happen to be repercussions Months ahead Oh there troubled with snow covered peaks Till the end of time We know you're a daughter of Eve And a friend of mine - no |
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When I feel I'm over reacting
And I'm trying too hard It might be that I need to Get out in the country My friend There are many ways of seeking my fortune I don't really have to lose my mind On the highway (my) thoughts always racing Away to the sun No one's stopping me From lying around There's surely something to it all Away to the sun No one's stopping me From lying around There's surely something to Taking a friend I know that I can share Another day in the warm country air When I feel I'm over reacting And I'm trying too hard it might Be that I need to get out in the country Away to the sun No one's stopping me From lying around There's surely something to Taking a friend I know that I can share Another day in the warm country air |
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When I feel I'm over reacting
And I'm trying too hard It might be that I need to Get out in the country My friend There are many ways of seeking my fortune I don't really have to lose my mind On the highway (my) thoughts always racing Away to the sun No one's stopping me From lying around There's surely something to it all Away to the sun No one's stopping me From lying around There's surely something to Taking a friend I know that I can share Another day in the warm country air When I feel I'm over reacting And I'm trying too hard it might Be that I need to get out in the country Away to the sun No one's stopping me From lying around There's surely something to Taking a friend I know that I can share Another day in the warm country air |
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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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Standard bearers march to the tick of the clock
It's a war against time when you're fronting the flock Determined resolute defiant and strong Noble and Savage know they belong In the heart of the city The battlefield of love a ruffled feathered bed From fluid moist lips the benediction's said You love them and leave them with yesterday's guilt Everything's on schedule in the empire that you built In the heart of the city You close a deal Thursday at 7.45 The train home is empty you're the only man alive You throw away your clothes in a house of clouds The window is sealed the furniture in shrouds In the heart of the city |
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Like an arrow in the night
Like an arrow by the day Come away from your bed at night Leave all those empty halls behind Have no fear of death, have no fear of life The taste of victory ahead, the spirit never dies Like an arrow in the night Like an arrow by the day A mission bell by the ghostly station Tolling in the wind The veins in your hand Stretch like broken trees of winter The last call the last port of entry Like an arrow in the night Like an arrow by the day |
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With Lana Turner on the screen beside me
The frame is hardly filled by Orson Wells We switch into a Fred and Ginger number That they're dancing oh so well Blowing the blues all night I'm sure I heard someone say Stars never fade and everyone's dying to play In Little America We got a Chinese Elvis painted by Norman Rockwell His part tonight will be played by Richard Pryor The Mason Dixon line divides the free from all the rest so you can sell Oklahoma to Cinderella from Long Island And everyone's dying to play In Little America Lower your standards raise your prices on cable TV Pretty woman seen at the death of a salesman All covered with cream And everyone's dying to play In Little America |
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I see the valleys, I see the streams
I see the mountains and what's in between I hear thunder fall from the sky I see a world lost in your eyes In my dreams I see you smile I feel the sun, I want to stay for a while I hear music just makes me cry I see a world lost in your eyes A one horse town, A dirt road Way in the desert where the cactus grow I hear you calling me mile after mile I see a world lost in your eyes |
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Nobody knows what tomorrow may bring
Or how far we may be blown by the wind Over the fields and far from home There are those who'll try to rob you of what you know. One thing that's clear One thing I know Oh how I love you Go sail away to a distant shore Searching for something found inside your front door One thing you'll see One thing you'll know Oh how I love you You used to say that I'm so happy with you Well, nothing's changed it’s just the things that we do On those cloudy, cloudy days When the skies are turned to grey Something you know Something for sure Oh how I love you |
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I'd like to paint your beauty all over the world
I'd like to paint your sadness I'd like to paint your picture all over the world |
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from Steve Hackett - Guitar Noir & There Are Many Sides To The Night (2005)
Take these pearls from an oyster shell
From the depths of the ocean bed From the bottom of the sea like a wishing well Take these stones fashioned into jewels Like the essence of a half remembered song From the crust of the earth to the limits of the sky Take these stones fashioned into jewels Like the essence of a half remembered song From the crust of the earth to the limits of the sky |
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from Steve Hackett - Guitar Noir & There Are Many Sides To The Night (2005)
In the theatre of sleep
Where no reason remains Dreamers and drifters Make their entrance onto the stage Non-stop scenery changes With promptings in the dark Trapped in unremitting violence As trees stripped of their bark When they're buried in your dream The past is a foreign country They do things differently there You're back in the old schoolhouse With rows and rows of chairs Well it might be war or Christmas With the tanks and guns and flares Or a witch that wields her broomstick The stars of your nightmare When they're buried in your dream I was trapped on the edge of a waterfall In an old riverboat A proud queen washed up at last She's giving up the ghost Slimy green water rising I knew that I would die I had no time to abandon ship, The morning had arrived |
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from Steve Hackett - Guitar Noir & There Are Many Sides To The Night (2005)
Standing under the lamplight
In one of the nicer parts of hell Behold this dreamer with rich red ruby lips Some pay for the privilege And some just pay to talk Because there are many sides to the night When Father Thames lies sleeping His ever watchful sons Divide up the spoils of the day's takings A woman's work is never ever done She's a child a slave a teacher and a fool And then she vanishes from sight Did no one ever tell you There are many sides to the night Standing under the lamplight Selling perfume sweetcorn and lace She looks beautiful from a distance But it's too dark to see her face I do it for my child alone And who would say it's just not right Verily I say unto you There are many sides to the night |
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from Steve Hackett - Guitar Noir & There Are Many Sides To The Night (2005)
As New Orleans slips far away
When the gas lights dim and the street cars fade When the beast within takes on a new shape The blood runs cold make no mistake You're just a vampyre with a healthy appetite And you stay awake half the night A band strikes up and they're starting to play When the sirens wail but they're way too late The crowds don't see they're drunk anyway The inquest said it was coming her way You're just a vampyre with a healthy appetite And you stay awake half the night Well you ran to ground as you always do And then they finally caught up with you Well they sent you down and Old Smokey was waiting But pressure groups being what they are these days You were released after five years at a funny farm In upstate bankrupt New York To walk the streets once more |
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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 Steve Hackett - Watcher Of The Skies (2004)
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 mountain cuts 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 dissolves 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 Steve Hackett - Watcher Of The Skies (2004)
Sunday at six when they close both the gates
A widowed pair, still sitting there Wonder if they're late for church And it's 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 Steve Hackett - Watcher Of The Skies (2004)
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: / Narrator: "Where are you, my father? / "Then he could go no further Give wisdom to your son" / 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 Disturbed the strange tranquility. Salmacis: / Narrator: "The waters are disturbed / "The waters are disturbed Some creature has been stirred" / 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: / Narrator: 'We shall be one / 'She wanted them as one We shall be joined 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 ascended from the 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: / Narrator: "We are the one / "The two are now made one, We are the 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 Steve Hackett - Watcher Of The Skies (2004)
It's one o'clock and time for lunch - dum dee dum dee dum
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 Mr. Lewis: "Isn't it time that he was out on his own" Over the garden wall, two little love birds cuckoo to you Keep them mowing 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 time There's a future for you in the fire-escape trade Come up to town" But I remembered a voice from the past: "Gambling only pays when you're winning" I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure Keep them mowing blades sharp... I know what I like And I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show 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 Steve Hackett - Watcher Of The Skies (2004)
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 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 now 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 Steve Hackett - Watcher Of The Skies (2004)
Go far enough and you will reach,
A place where the sea runs underneath. We'll see our shadow, high in the sky, Dying away in the night. I've sailed the world for seven years, And left all I love behind in tears. Oh, won't you come here, wherever you are, I've been all alone long enough. You, you have your own special way, Of holding my hand keep it way 'bove the water, Don't ever let go - Oh no, no, no. You, you have your own special way, Of turning the world so it's facing The way that I'm going. Don't ever Don't ever stop. Whose seen the wind not you or I, But when the ship moves she's passing by. Between you and me I really don't think, She knows where she's going at all. You, you have your own special way, Of carrying me twice round the world Never closer to home than the day, The day I started. You, you have your own special way, Hold onto my hand keep it way 'bove the water, Don't ever let go no, no, no. What mean the dreams night after night. The man in the moon's a blinding light. Won't you come out whoever you are, You've followed me quiet long enough. You, you have your own special way, Of holding my hand, Don't ever let go. You, you have your own special way, Of turning the world so it's facing The way that I'm going, Don't ever, Don't ever leave me |
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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 Genesis - Genesis Live [video, live] (2004)
(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 Live [video, live] (2004)
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 - Genesis Live [video, live] (2004)
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 - Genesis Live [video, live] (2004)
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? The Guaranteed Eternal Sanctuary Man 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. We will rock you, rock you little snake, We will keep you snug and warm. Ikhnaton And Itsacon And Their Band Of Merry Men 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. How Dare I Be So Beautiful? 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? Willow Farm 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 fox 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. ALL CHANGE! 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, the soil!). So we'll end with a whistle and end with a bang and all of us fit in our places. Apocalypse In 9/8 (Co-Starring the delicious talents of Gabble Ratchet) 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. As Sure As Eggs Is Eggs (Aching Men's Feet) 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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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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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 [video, live] (2004)
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 - Genesis Live [video, live] (2004)
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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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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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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Standard bearers march to the tick of the clock
It's a war against time when you're fronting the flock Determined resolute defiant and strong Noble and Savage know they belong In the heart of the city The battlefield of love a ruffled feathered bed From fluid moist lips the benediction's said You love them and leave them with yesterday's guilt Everything's on schedule in the empire that you built In the heart of the city You close a deal Thursday at 7.45 The train home is empty you're the only man alive You throw away your clothes in a house of clouds The window is sealed the furniture in shrouds In the heart of the city |
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from Steve Hackett - Guitar Noir (2003)
Standard bearers march to the tick of the clock
It's a war against time when you're fronting the flock Determined resolute defiant and strong Noble and Savage know they belong In the heart of the city The battlefield of love a ruffled feathered bed From fluid moist lips the benediction's said You love them and leave them with yesterday's guilt Everything's on schedule in the empire that you built In the heart of the city You close a deal Thursday at 7.45 The train home is empty you're the only man alive You throw away your clothes in a house of clouds The window is sealed the furniture in shrouds In the heart of the city |
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from Steve Hackett - Guitar Noir (2003)
Like an arrow in the night
Like an arrow by the day Come away from your bed at night Leave all those empty halls behind Have no fear of death, have no fear of life The taste of victory ahead, the spirit never dies Like an arrow in the night Like an arrow by the day A mission bell by the ghostly station Tolling in the wind The veins in your hand Stretch like broken trees of winter The last call the last port of entry Like an arrow in the night Like an arrow by the day |
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from Steve Hackett - Guitar Noir (2003)
With Lana Turner on the screen beside me
The frame is hardly filled by Orson Wells We switch into a Fred and Ginger number That they're dancing oh so well Blowing the blues all night I'm sure I heard someone say Stars never fade and everyone's dying to play In Little America We got a Chinese Elvis painted by Norman Rockwell His part tonight will be played by Richard Pryor The Mason Dixon line divides the free from all the rest so you can sell Oklahoma to Cinderella from Long Island And everyone's dying to play In Little America Lower your standards raise your prices on cable TV Pretty woman seen at the death of a salesman All covered with cream And everyone's dying to play In Little America |
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