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from Kevin Ayers - The Unfairground (2007)
What do you do, when it's all behind you
Every day, someone else reminds you When times were sweet. Wings on your feet, and bells on your toes Ahh, only heaven knows.... What do you do when you've lost the feeling Nowhere to go, you've reached the ceiling Right behind the floor, no window, no door, Yeah, everything's closed Oh, only heaven knows. Love is a treat, it's a magical feat Illusion of the real; You're never quite sure if it's real what you feel Or just something, yeah, that you've felt before. Only heaven knows. Love is a treat, it's a magical feat, etc. What do you do when you know you're losing Sit on your ass and let the blues in; Think of what you had And how it all went bad; You sent her a rose And only heaven knows only heaven knows |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Unfairground (2007)
Ayers
I don't understand anymore As I grow older Nothing seems to be clearer Than before, um hum Old shoulders Become cold shoulders Nothing left to dream on We're all kept in fear We're afraid to take Too many chances We must keep in step But there are just too many Different dances And those old shoulders Become cold shoulders Nothing you can lean on |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Unfairground (2007)
Ayers
Some people seem to walk on water Some people just got it made And never see themselves completely Never think there's any other way But you know It's only a show And you reap what you sow In your own way Some people really need attention Just see what they wanna see Never more than their reflection In someone else's fantasy But they know It's only a show And they reap what they sow In their own way A pretty face will find a place It's an easy place to be You're not allowed to change the picture Picture people wanna see But you know You're only a show And you'll reap what you sow In your own way |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Unfairground (2007)
Ayers
You shine a light in my darkness I guess you showed me the way A chance for love to fly again A chance for come what may You brought along the colors When life was turning, turning gray You opened up your paint box And painted the blues away But you're far away, I can't touch you You're far away and it's too much to Feel this way, I've got to be with you But you're far away, I can't touch you You're far away and it's too much to Feel this way, got to be with you You to me are special Can't find the words to say Only that I miss you Miss you in every way But you're far away, I can't touch you You're far away and it's too much to Feel this way, I've got to be with you But you're far away and I can't touch you You're far away and it's too much to Feel this way, I've got to be with you |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Unfairground (2007)
Ayers
Another night and I can't sleep I need to cry but I can't weep Feeling that I've lost control Where's my spirit, where's my very soul? What's the future? There's no cheer Feeling too much doubt and fear I hide and run, I run and hide I just can't face the world outside my dreaming Ooh, I'm wide awake and there's you Giving me a shake and it's true Love is what pulls us through It's so good when you're by my side No longer need to run and hide And when I'm dancing, singing along Nothing seems to be so right or wrong Don't you worry, don't you sigh It's not on you that I rely You sing love, I sing along Celebration in this song for you Ooh, I'm wide awake and there's you Giving me a shake and it's true Love is what pulls us through Ooh, I'm wide awake and there's you Giving me a shake and it's true Love is what pulls us through |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Unfairground (2007)
Ayers
Couldn't get to sleep last night Missing you so much, it hurts Missing your company All the things you mean to me, girl Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home to me Don't have very much to say Never was so good with words It's only that I'm missing you Wishing I was kissing you now Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home to me Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home to me Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home to me |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Unfairground (2007)
Ayers
You're safe and you're warm Got a break from the storm And it's visiting time in the past And you've just reached the part Where you're losing your heart And your spirit is leaving you fast A then the storm blows a scream And it crashes your dream Like a fist through the curtain of glass And there's a giant of darkness Surrounds you with fright And the only way out is to stand up and fight And so you shout, scream Give me back my dream I need one to get through the day If it's lost and if it's gone I won't keep hanging on And the storm can just blow me away Blow me away It's a long way till dawn And you've got to get warm 'Cause you're shivering deeply inside So you turn on the light Try to burn up the night But your spirit has run off to hide There's nowhere to run So you wait for the sun Nowhere to run You wait for the sun Shout, scream Give me back my dream I need one to get through the day If it's lost and if it's gone I wont keep hanging on And the storm can just blow me away Blow me away So shout, scream Give me back my dream I need one to get through the day But if it's lost and if it's gone I won't keep hanging on The storm, just blow me away Blow me away Wait for the sun Nowhere to run Wait for the sun Nowhere to run |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Unfairground (2007)
Ayers
It catches fire at midnight It leaves the room for doubt But every thing's so well defined There's only one way out And all the girls are on tonight The colored wheels all spin You're more aware than ever before You need a prize to win And all the funfair's will have one That is the usual theme No secret Jack in this box To help the pain within Quiet country roads and trees Birds singing from a cage You understand you just lost one You step outside your rage And what's left to believe in The children in the lake? I didn't see them go under Let's try another take Pass me the bottle, baby One day you'll understand We almost make the same mistakes And hold each other's hands Take this particular shade of gray Just for a change I shout There's nothing in this fairground That couldn't be left out There isn't much left to show you Maybe the tunnel of love Who knows we'll be there forever Just like the stars above |
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from Kevin Ayers - Whatevershebringswesing (2003)
Margaret
You're such a magical child I found that The first time you smiled And the more i get to know you The more I am amazed To find in someone Such tender loving ways And just like everybody sings When the sunshine makes them high I sing this gentle love song From a flower to a butterfly From a flower to a butterfly..... |
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from Kevin Ayers - Whatevershebringswesing (2003)
Oh my - I
really try but I just don't get any- -where. You might say it only seems that way. And I could find something everywhere. And maybe I agree with you. But I'd just like to say this too. Its All very fine, if you're really divine. And everybody wants you bad. You can take what you please with the greatest of ease. And nobody will let you be sa-a-ad. But Oh my, the days go by. I make no connection at all. I drink this wine in the bright sunshine. A- waiting for a star to fa-a-all. I must be like a million souls, who got nobody at all. To warm their hearts, and give them a start, spinning in the bright blue sky. On the wings of love that could take them above, to places where the penguins fly-y-y. But Oh my. Do I get high Lady, when I'm next to you. You're so crazy and wild, such a happy child. You make a lot of loving too-oo-oo (well I should say so) |
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from Kevin Ayers - Whatevershebringswesing (2003)
This is a song from the bottom of a well
There are things down here I've got to try and tell; It's dark and light at the very same time, The water sometimes seems like wine. I learned some information way down here That might fill your heart and soul with fear; But don't you worry, no don't be afraid ... I'm not in the magical mystery trade. My imagination begins to purr As things don't happen, they just occur. Softly crackling electrical smell, There's something burning at the bottom of this well. Sitting here alone I just have to laugh I see all the universe as a comfortable bath; I drown my body so my mind is free To indulge in pleasurable fantasies. There's something strange going on down here .. A sickening implosion of mistrust and fear. A vast corruption that's about to boil A mixture of greed and the smell of oil. This is a song from the bottom of a well I didn't move here, I just fell. But I'm not complaining, I don't even care 'Cause if I'm not here, then it's not there. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Whatevershebringswesing (2003)
I'm looking 'round madly
for something to find That might give me a front To put something, something behind. Just bouncing this ball Up and down the hall But it's full of best wishes and suffocating fishes, and all. So, let's drink some wine And have a good time. But if you really want to come through Let the good time, good time have you. It's what you've got to do. You said it was foolish for me to be sad; But I'm very hungry, and you.. You're very well fed, You're such a fat lady. And I'm talking to you just for something to do 'Cause I'd much rather kiss you But I know, I'm gonna miss you Again and again, I know I'm gonna miss you. So, let's drink some wine, etc. I sing to the island That sings in your head 'Cause I know you'd much rather be there Be there instead. I know you'd rather be there... But you won't find the answer Even when the wind blows; 'Cause the answer, my friend is in front.. Right there in front of your nose Everybody knows, it's their nose. So, let's drink some wine, etc. (repeat) |
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from Kevin Ayers - Whatevershebringswesing (2003)
I walked into this bar
And the man refused; He said, "we don't serve strangers In blue suede shoes; We don't give credit, and We don't give way We have to think about what the people might say.. Uh, you know what i mean..." I said, "sure, man" Oh, he gave me a smile that was sickly and wet, And i offered him one of my cigarettes. He took it, afraid that he might appear rude, Then proceeded to sell me some second class food. Nice guy - meet 'em everywhere.. . He said, "my oh my, i have suffered too long, And this cigarette seems to be very strong; I don't make the rules I just get what i take And i guess every rule was made to break. You can take what you like, it won't hurt me Cause i'm just working for the company." From the green cigarette, he took a long drag, And said, "i think i'll pick my travelling bag. I'm tired of cheating, and wasting my head And filling the boss's bags with bread. I want to get out in the sun and rain, And feel the wind on on skin again; The world is large, and i've got time yet. And, by the way, thanks for that cigarette.. Thank you very much." "you know, i feel like a new man Yes i do, i don't know why; I'd just like to say Thank you very much(indeed) It's a beautiful day I think i'll be on my way (right away) I'd just like to say Thank you very much. Yes, i'm getting the hell out of here Yes, i am - bye, bye. That's the end of the message Thank you very much. Bye bye... |
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from Kevin Ayers - Whatevershebringswesing (2003)
Champagne Cowboy Blues.
By Kevin Ayers. Champagne, Getting high again, Makes me think of you, Sunshine and this crazy wine, There is loving too, I don't care how or why. One thing that I think I've learned, Loving must be free, So much energy is burned in pointless jealousy, I just want to sing for you, Yes I do. Champagne, Getting high again, Makes me think of you, Sunshine and this crazy wine, There is loving too, somewhere, I don't care how or why. As long as I'm high, champagne, yeah. Good-bye old horse, Thank you for the use of your body, Hope you had a good time, You got a bit of use out of mine, Good-bye old horse. |
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from Soft Machine - Volumes One And Two (1989)
I can tell...
I can tell by the ring of a bell A chime that is clear and true But if it's cracked, the sound is flat Like happiness that's untrue Out of the East, the sun flew West Trailing its golden spray My heart burns, when fortune turns The trail to light my way Days go by, I watch the sky My eyes forever quest The sun returns, though my hope yearns Forever things point the rest Sun heart burns Moon glow turns Stars will trade Hope for happiness Hope for happiness Hope for happiness, happiness, happiness Flowers grow wild, just for the child Sniff this sprinkling bloom When you grow up, hope colours up The things that cause us gloom Tell can you now how fun is made? It's how happiness is really found Look for advice, be told more than twice By people all around Sun heart burns Moon glow turns Stars will trade Hope for happiness Hope for happiness Hope for happiness, happiness, happiness |
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from Soft Machine - Volumes One And Two (1989)
I can tell...
I can tell by the ring of a bell A chime that is clear and true But if it's cracked, the sound is flat Like happiness that's untrue Out of the East, the sun flew West Trailing its golden spray My heart burns, when fortune turns The trail to light my way Days go by, I watch the sky My eyes forever quest The sun returns, though my hope yearns Forever things point the rest Sun heart burns Moon glow turns Stars will trade Hope for happiness Hope for happiness Hope for happiness, happiness, happiness Flowers grow wild, just for the child Sniff this sprinkling bloom When you grow up, hope colours up The things that cause us gloom Tell can you now how fun is made? It's how happiness is really found Look for advice, be told more than twice By people all around Sun heart burns Moon glow turns Stars will trade Hope for happiness Hope for happiness Hope for happiness, happiness, happiness |
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You may laugh at me
Say I don't deserve All the things I've had Sad... |
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It's my, my, my bed you're lying on
And it's my, my, my bed you're dying on But if it's my head you're relying on You gotta save yourself ? save yourself Don't enslave yourself ? save yourself Just to save yourself ? save yourself Stay in your own bed at night Because, girl, you know That if I try to feed you And keep you all week to make you feel secure Then you won't leave my bed Though you wanna stay fed Will your heart remain, girl? You know you can't make it Without tryin' to fake it And I believe, baby You gotta save yourself ? save yourself Don't enslave yourself ? save yourself Just to save yourself ? save yourself Stay in your own bed at night |
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I've got something to tell you
Hold on, I wanted to thrill you It's nice, makes you feel better It's called a Lullabye Letter Hold tight, I'm not trying to con you Get ready, I'm going to lay it on you You're the sweetest thing I see I'm telling you it's no lie I've got lights in my brain, girl We'll have fights in the rain, girl You'll be good/bad together Writing songs and call that the weather If you've got something to sing me Four o'clock's the best time to ring me You're the sweetest thing I see I'm telling you it's no lie I've got something to tell you Hold on, I wanted to thrill you It's nice, makes you feel better It's called a Lullabye Letter Hold tight, I'm not trying to con you Get ready, I'm going to lay it on you You're the strangest scene I see I'm telling you it's no lie You're the sweetest thing I see in my life... |
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from Soft Machine - Volumes One And Two (1989)
I did it again.
I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. I did it again. (repeat ad nauseam) |
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In the spring, I think of sex and means to ends
Summertime, I like to sit upon the grass Autumn nights I go to parties with my friends Winter time is when I think about the past But of course I do all those things all the year 'round I mean, all the good things are there to be found It's all here, pick a bag and get to work If you don't, your life in fact will go berserk Or indeed be bored to death, which is worse? If something's not worth saying Not worth saying Not worth saying Say it... |
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If I were black and I lived here
I'd want to be a big man in the FBI ? or the CIA But as I'm not, and of course I don't And as I'm free, white and twenty-one I don't need more power than I've got ...except for some times when I'm broke |
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from Soft Machine - Volumes One And Two (1989)
Por que trabajas tu por all?
Por que no estas aqui en casa? La la la, yo no se... solo me pregunto Porque no soy feliz en la escuela? Es que puedo confiar en alguien que no est? Yo no se... Es que puedo fumar cuando soy ma viejo? Es que puedo creer en el idolo que queremos? Digame si es justo que no estes aqui? Para ayudarme, yo no se, solo me preguntan Yo no se, no se, no se... |
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from Soft Machine - Volumes One And Two (1989)
In his organ solos
He feels 'round the keyboards Knowing he must find the noisiest notes for you to hear And when I know that he's found them It feels so good... But I still can't see why people listen, instead of doing it themselves But I'm grateful all the same You're very kind and I don't blame you I don't mind if you just watch In fact I'd welcome it, welcome it, welcome it... |
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from Soft Machine - Volumes One And Two (1989)
Here's a song for Clean Machine Kevin Majorca
He's found his own way of "live in Majorca" Don't walk, don't drink Don't talk, just think Heaven on Earth he'll get there soon Kevin's highly unlikely to get ill At least as long as he lies perfectly still He eats brown rice and fish ? how nice Heaven on Earth, he'll get there soon Good and bad go so well together in his tunes He wrote a song and called it the weather ? or not He's Lucky or Pozzo, Estragon and Vladimir Waiting for something that's already there Heaven on Earth or is it the moon? Why, why, why is he sleeping? Why is the trumpeter weeping? Kevin maybe asking to get back into my dreams His voice is so weak now and the customers are screaming Heavens above, we can't hear what you're saying We've got something to tell you Hold on we wanted to thrill you Reckons it's so nice and it will make you feel better Something in the nature of a Lullabye Letter Kevin on Earth there'll be one Kevin on Earth make room for one Kevin himself he'll be in Kevin on Earth, be here Or you could be now Or is he found, in Herne Bay... |
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from Soft Machine - Volumes One And Two (1989)
Famous parabolic versions
Songs that promise: Beauty, sleep, love, sadness Do I dream that something's missing? Hungry, thirsty, open off-peak mind Give me the truth, give me the truth, give me the truth, tell me... Songs and verses Handy captions Photographs of: Real-life action, horror, madness Can it be that something's happening? Wash me, paint me, but please don't taint me Give me a chance, give me chance, give me a chance... When I was young, the sky was blue And everyone knew what to do But now it's gone, the telly's here Mass media, the sewer too Universal maximillion Eight rare cases Chickenpox and crawling gladness Seemingly it's nothing happening Cure my doctor Don't swallow him down Give me the cure, give me the cure, give me the cure... The night was cool, the moon was bright The air was clear with oxygen The stars were there, and in my eyes Were thousands of chrysanthemums Don't use magnets ? Geophysics carry you back Wholesome, healthfood, homepride Satisfied Something outside gives out hunger Face my mirror Electricity... |
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Suspenders and stockings
Look more sexy than the tights girls are wearing But even there, weren't the time wasted? Time that could be spent completely nude, bare, naked? Virgins are boring They should be grateful for the things they're ignoring Why be smug about the time wasted? Time that could be spent completely nude, bare, naked? Knickers and panties We are groping under knickers and pants But is it worth it, all that time wasted? Time we could've spent completely nude, bare, naked? With nothing on at all Nothing, no clothes on Nude, naked, bare... |
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from Kevin Ayers - Banana Follies (2006)
I'm looking 'round madly
for something to find That might give me a front To put something, something behind. Just bouncing this ball Up and down the hall But it's full of best wishes and suffocating fishes, and all. So, let's drink some wine And have a good time. But if you really want to come through Let the good time, good time have you. It's what you've got to do. You said it was foolish for me to be sad; But I'm very hungry, and you.. You're very well fed, You're such a fat lady. And I'm talking to you just for something to do 'Cause I'd much rather kiss you But I know, I'm gonna miss you Again and again, I know I'm gonna miss you. So, let's drink some wine, etc. I sing to the island That sings in your head 'Cause I know you'd much rather be there Be there instead. I know you'd rather be there... But you won't find the answer Even when the wind blows; 'Cause the answer, my friend is in front.. Right there in front of your nose Everybody knows, it's their nose. So, let's drink some wine, etc. (repeat) |
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from Kevin Ayers - Banana Follies (2006)
Listen to me, lovely;
Shake our relations, hip; You make such sweet wine I want to take a sip. Take me to Tahiti Take me on your plane; When I reach Tahiti, I'll understand the game. Eat your crazy banana Disappear from sight; I'll be right behind you, Waiting for a bite. Take me to Tahiti. I want to change my plane If I don't reach Tahiti I'm the only one to blame. Let's go dancing in darkness They say it's really wild. It's called the bright fandango, Just ask any child. They'll take you to Tahiti They seem to have the style. Take me to Tahiti. I want to change my plane If I don't reach Tahiti I'm the only one to blame . |
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from Kevin Ayers - Banana Follies (2006)
Hey, mister, would you like my sister
Her name is Juanita, I think. you'd like to meet her. She's a little bit risky, Drinking always whiskey. But she's really a tiger Take you right inside her. Hey, mister, got another sister Her name is Dolores She likes pretty colores; She's a little bit silly, Eating always chili; But she's very sexy, Take her home in a taxi. Hey, Juanita, Juanita Banana Hey, Juanita, would you hold my banana; I'd like it now, I don't mean Manana. Hey, brother, what about my mother She's only just forty She's especially naughty. She knows a lot a tricks, More than the younger chicks. And if you don't like my mother, I got a very nice brother. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Banana Follies (2006)
I have been called a down
Yes you may write that down And for a little money I am extremely funny. I play before the audience I make them laugh and shout And when they've laughed for quite a while The door man lets them out, bye bye. You ask me how I do my act This is my reply I climb up on a ladder And announce that I will fly. You ask me how I do my act This is my reply I climb up on a ladder And announce that I will fly. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Banana Follies (2006)
Falling in love again, I never wanted to
But what am I to do, I can't help it Love's always been my game, play it how I may I was made that way, I can't help it Girls flutter to me like moths around a flame And if their wings burn, I am not to blame Falling in love again, I never wanted to But what am I to do, I can't help it |
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from Soft Machine - Soft Machine (1972)
I need you more than ever now
Where the trees grow That's where my love died That's where you can hide That's how much I need you now I need you more than leaves are brown Where the sun shines on my feet That's where my love died That's where you can hide That's how much I need you now I need you more than ever now Where the trees grow That's where my love died That's where you can hide, yeah That's how much I need you now That's how much I need you now |
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from Soft Machine - Soft Machine (1972)
It's my, my, my bed you're lying on
And it's my, my, my bed you're dying on But if it's my head you're relying on You gotta save yourself ? save yourself Don't enslave yourself ? save yourself Just to save yourself ? save yourself Stay in your own bed at night Because, girl, you know That if I try to feed you And keep you all week to make you feel secure Then you won't leave my bed Though you wanna stay fed Will your heart remain, girl? You know you can't make it Without tryin' to fake it And I believe, baby You gotta save yourself ? save yourself Don't enslave yourself ? save yourself Just to save yourself ? save yourself Stay in your own bed at night |
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You may laugh at me, girl
Say I don't deserve All the things I've had ? sad... I should've known it wouldn't last But things were happening so fast I'll never know just how it stayed so long I should've known it, should've seen at the time But when you're happy, don't you know that you're blind? I should've known it wouldn't last, no But things were happening so fast I'll never know just how it stayed so long I should've known it, should've seen at the time But when you're happy, you don't know that you're blind ? Don't you know? No ? yeah... You may laugh at me, girl Say I don't deserve All the things I've had ? sad... |
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from Soft Machine - Soft Machine (1972)
When I don't want you
Why do I stay here? You're not the one For me Is it because girl You know you say that you need me And you cry when I say When I say that I'll go? And I'm tired Baby, I'm tired by your tears They don't reach my ears anymore No, not anymore |
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from Soft Machine - Soft Machine (1972)
I know I cannot leave this place
full of memories Things like the way they knew us all over town We used to walk the streets together We could be seen Past shops where people knew us Yeah, people knew I've got to choose between tomorrow and yesterday I can't stop to think about my life, here today Maybe I'll find someone to get you off my mind Take me away from here and leave it, leave it all behind Memories can hang you up and haunt you all your life, you know Get so you cannot stay and yet cannot go I could find out where she's gone Today I feel so unhappy Streets seem so empty now I want you with me |
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from Soft Machine - Soft Machine (1972)
Could almost see her eyes
Is it me she despises or you ? or you, girl? You're awfully nice to me And I'm sure you can see what her game is ? it's me, girl! She sees you in her place Just as if it's a race and you're winning ? me, girl! She just can't undertsand That for me everything's just beginning ? with me, girl! But before this feeling dies Remember that I told you lies... Now I love your eyes ? on me, girl See how the time flies ? past me, girl She's learning to hate But it's just too late for me ? for me, girl It was the same with her love It just wasn't enough for me ? for me, girl But before this feeling dies Remember that I told you lies... |
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from Soft Machine - Soft Machine (1972)
Baby's fine, baby's mine
You understand that she's gone I said hold me tight, stay tonight My little woman has gone Won't you let me walk with you Talk with you, make love to you? Won't you let me hold you tight? Stay tonight! Baby's fine, baby's mine My little woman has gone ? yeah, she's a teeny-bopper! |
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from Soft Machine - Soft Machine (1972)
If I had to choose between the two
I'd rather be with you, I'd rather be with you (Yes I would) If you keep on breaking up my mind You won't like what you find Won't like what you see ? see, see... I want you, love I really do ? I do, I do... Tell me now before you change your name Why aren't you more insane? You think you're civilised Close your eyes, close your eyes |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
Sitting on the beach like Clarence in Wonderland
I had a dream and I know you will understand Riding up the beach, it only took a moment Along came a lady looking for amusement She came up to me and everything was smiling And then she said something, it sounded like a violin Let's go to my chateau, we could have a good time Drinking lots of sky wine Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon We're gonna get there soon Gonna get there soon There's no doubt about it Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon We're gonna get there soon Gonna get there soon Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon in June and this tune We're gonna get there soon, soon. soon, soon |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
On a railway train to anywhere,
Something happened finally. The driver said he saw no station And we were riding aimlessly. The train was filled with sleeping passengers, Going nowhere for the ride; Spoken whispers filled the carriages No one cared to look outside. Conversation aimed at anyone Bouncing questions off the wall; Except for two excited children. Burning caterpillars in the hall. All at once, I got quite frightened.. Standing up, I gave a shout! "I see a station just in front of me , Stop this train and let me out!" The driver smiled and shook his head for me, "This train don't stop for anyone. And, if you want to leave this railway line, You'll have to jump off on your own. Someone came and gave me sandwiches, Saying that I looked unwell. He took my pulse and he gave it back to me, And then he hit me with his bell. He made a speech to all the passengers, He said "I've been a place today; And anyone who'd care to come with me.. Step outside and walk this way." Inside the seats were warm and comfortable, Outside the train was wild and strange. I said, "Yes, sir, I'd like to come with you, It's really time I made a change." I left my seat and walked up front with him, And he began to push the door. I looked outside, but it nearly blinded me.. I'd never seen such light before. |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
How far can anyone go and to where,
How much can anyone do and to who, Oh, oh, oh girl, I'm so blue girl, What can I do? I believe in you. How far can anyone go and to where, How much can anyone do and to who, Oh, oh, oh girl, I'm so blue girl, Take a look around, What's that you've found. There'll come a time when you won't understand the position of, Someone you tried and decided to gain acquisition of. How far can anyone go and to where, How much can anyone do and to who, Oh, oh, oh girl, I'm so blue girl, What can I do? I believe in you. |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
Rock and roll !! rrrrrrrrrr!!
I'm here lying on my bed Just trying to hold on to my head But if you came in through the door You'll find me crawling on the floor Just looking for the things you threw away. You're the one illusion Causing my confusion My dreams are yours to borrow I know I'll get them back tomorrow And I know your love has turned to wine (such a shame) Times are full of pumpkin people They appear and they fade away I'm just moonlight's lost disciple Trying to bring your love my way I presume your reason's rocking Do not rise above your pocket Will you be handsome, will you be rich Or you're going to wind up in the ditch Just looking for the things you threw away. |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
Everything you do is true as long as you believe it
And everything you say is play and that's how you should treat it And everyone is high until there's something makes them low That's when you should stay, that's not the time to go No, no, no, no, no, no That's when you should stay and let your love just flow Lady lady won't you come here quick This whisky and wine is making me sick I want you now and I don't t care why You crazy beautiful butterfly And it could take all night to get a single thing right It could take all day to find something to say Ask me a question and I'll tell you a lie Ask me another, I'll spit in your eye Don't like to leave you but I know I can't stay So just keep lovin' in your butterfly way And it could take all night to get a single thing right It could take all day to find something to say Too much and too many things on my mind Can't make a story of things I can't find Rock and roll music playin' in my head Gonna keep on dancin' till I drop down dead It could take all night to get a single thing right It could take all day to find something to say Lady lady won't you come here quick Cause these evil drugs are makin' me sick I want you now and I don't care why You crazy beautiful butterfly And it could take all night to get a single thing right It could take all day to find something to say Magical Margaret You know you're so high above You fill my head with music My heart with love And it could take all night to get a single thing right It could take all day to find something to say Magical Margaret.... Magical butterfly |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
I'm looking 'round madly
for something to find That might give me a front To put something, something behind. Just bouncing this ball Up and down the hall But it's full of best wishes and suffocating fishes, and all. So, let's drink some wine And have a good time. But if you really want to come through Let the good time, good time have you. It's what you've got to do. You said it was foolish for me to be sad; But I'm very hungry, and you.. You're very well fed, You're such a fat lady. And I'm talking to you just for something to do 'Cause I'd much rather kiss you But I know, I'm gonna miss you Again and again, I know I'm gonna miss you. So, let's drink some wine, etc. I sing to the island That sings in your head 'Cause I know you'd much rather be there Be there instead. I know you'd rather be there... But you won't find the answer Even when the wind blows; 'Cause the answer, my friend is in front.. Right there in front of your nose Everybody knows, it's their nose. So, let's drink some wine, etc. (repeat) |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
Falling in love again, I never wanted to
But what am I to do, I can't help it Love's always been my game, play it how I may I was made that way, I can't help it Girls flutter to me like moths around a flame And if their wings burn, I am not to blame Falling in love again, I never wanted to But what am I to do, I can't help it |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
I have been called a down
Yes you may write that down And for a little money I am extremely funny. I play before the audience I make them laugh and shout And when they've laughed for quite a while The door man lets them out, bye bye. You ask me how I do my act This is my reply I climb up on a ladder And announce that I will fly. You ask me how I do my act This is my reply I climb up on a ladder And announce that I will fly. |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
Sometimes I get too drunk,
I feel so goddamned low I have no place to go, no one to turn to I think about your loving arms, where I'd like to be But it's selfish as can be, and I know it And if I'm sorry for myself, I'm sorry for you too 'Cause I'm the same as you, and I'm burning So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you Listen to them shout I won't say that I love you, 'cause that would be a lie I can only say I try, and you know it Love is something more or less than words can hope to say It's something day to day in the life we're living Lovers come and lovers go but friends are hard to find Yes I can count all mine on one finger So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you Listen to them shout The distance that's between us, it just never seems to change There's a whole mountain range of misunderstanding So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you Listen to them shout |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
On a railway train to anywhere,
Something happened finally. The driver said he saw no station And we were riding aimlessly. The train was filled with sleeping passengers, Going nowhere for the ride; Spoken whispers filled the carriages No one cared to look outside. Conversation aimed at anyone Bouncing questions off the wall; Except for two excited children. Burning caterpillars in the hall. All at once, I got quite frightened.. Standing up, I gave a shout! "I see a station just in front of me , Stop this train and let me out!" The driver smiled and shook his head for me, "This train don't stop for anyone. And, if you want to leave this railway line, You'll have to jump off on your own. Someone came and gave me sandwiches, Saying that I looked unwell. He took my pulse and he gave it back to me, And then he hit me with his bell. He made a speech to all the passengers, He said "I've been a place today; And anyone who'd care to come with me.. Step outside and walk this way." Inside the seats were warm and comfortable, Outside the train was wild and strange. I said, "Yes, sir, I'd like to come with you, It's really time I made a change." I left my seat and walked up front with him, And he began to push the door. I looked outside, but it nearly blinded me.. I'd never seen such light before. |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
I walked into this bar
And the man refused; He said, "we don't serve strangers In blue suede shoes; We don't give credit, and We don't give way We have to think about what the people might say.. Uh, you know what i mean..." I said, "sure, man" Oh, he gave me a smile that was sickly and wet, And i offered him one of my cigarettes. He took it, afraid that he might appear rude, Then proceeded to sell me some second class food. Nice guy - meet 'em everywhere.. . He said, "my oh my, i have suffered too long, And this cigarette seems to be very strong; I don't make the rules I just get what i take And i guess every rule was made to break. You can take what you like, it won't hurt me Cause i'm just working for the company." From the green cigarette, he took a long drag, And said, "i think i'll pick my travelling bag. I'm tired of cheating, and wasting my head And filling the boss's bags with bread. I want to get out in the sun and rain, And feel the wind on on skin again; The world is large, and i've got time yet. And, by the way, thanks for that cigarette.. Thank you very much." "you know, i feel like a new man Yes i do, i don't know why; I'd just like to say Thank you very much(indeed) It's a beautiful day I think i'll be on my way (right away) I'd just like to say Thank you very much. Yes, i'm getting the hell out of here Yes, i am - bye, bye. That's the end of the message Thank you very much. Bye bye... |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
Whatever happened to Mr Cool
Somebody took him back to school He thought he knew but he did not Now his name is Mr Hot. Oh Mr Hot, Mr Hot don't think your through cause you're not You still don't have what you've got Oh no no no no Whatever happened to Know-It-All Knew how to climb but not to fall He had to fall from so high above The only place deep enough was love. Oh Mr Hot, Mr Hot don't think your through cause you're not You still don't have what you've got Oh no no no no Banana, banana Sleep in between two beds is a fiddle you're bound to fall through the hole in the middle You want your cake and eat it too One day the cake turn around and eat you Oh Mr Hot, Mr Hot don't think your through cause you're not You still don't have what you've got Oh no no no no Whatever happened to Mr Cool Somebody took him back to school He thought he knew but he did not Now they call him Mr Hot. REPEAT |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
What can I give you, girl
Something that you've never had Something that'll make you glad... in your heart. What can I show you, girl Something that you've never seen Yeah, somewhere that you've never been... never been before. What can I tell you Something that you've never heard; Can I find a special word To say what I mean. And, I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are, 'Cause I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are. What can I give you, girl, I can give my share of time; That's the only thing that's mine To give. What can I show you, girl, I can show you all I see And if you'll believe in me I won't let you down. What can I tell you, I can tell you anything; But I know I'd rather sing Rather sing the song. And, I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are, 'Cause I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are. |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Bbc Sessions 1970-1976 (2006)
When the angostura runs a little low
And your gin has lost that soft and roosy glow And time is rushing by, but it seems slow Just live dangerously once before you go If you take the bite right out of Mr. Snake He'll assume the reputation of a fake Until someone comes along, someone fearless someone strong And gives that Mr. Snake a mighty shake But who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shale with a snake? I ask you. |