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1
My Sunday Feeling Lyrics
My Sunday feeling is coming on over me.
My Sunday feeling is coming on over me,
Now that the night is over.
Got to clear my head so I can see.
Till I get to put together, that old feeling won't let me be.
Won't somebody tell me where I laid my head last night?
Won't somebody tell me where I laid my head last night?
I really don't remember, But with one more cigarette and I think I might.
Till I get to put together, well that old feeling can't get me right.
Need some assistance, have you listened to what I said?
Need some assistance, have you listened to what I said?
Oh, I don't feel so good. Need someone to help me to my bed.
Till I get to put together, that old feeling is in my head.
03:43 192 5,01 0.10
2
A Song For Jeffrey Lyrics
Gonna lose my way tomorrow,
gonna give away my car.
I'd take you along with me,
but you would not go so far.
Don't see what I do not want to see,
you don't hear what I don't say.
Won't be what I don't want to be,
I continue in my way.

Don't see, see, see where I'm goin',
Don't see, see, see where I'm goin',
Don't see, see, see where I'm goin' to,
I don't want to.

Everyday I see the mornin' come on in the same old way.
I tell myself tomorrow brings me things I would not dream today.
03:22 208 4,87 0.10
3
Living In The Past Lyrics
Happy and I'm smiling,
walk a mile to drink your water.
You know I'd love to love you,
and above you there's no other.
We'll go walking out
while others shout of war's disaster.
Oh, we won't give in,
let's go living in the past.
Once I used to join in
every boy and girl was my friend.
Now there's revolution, but they don't know
what they're fighting.
Let us close out eyes;
outside their lives go on much faster.
Oh, we won't give in,
we'll keep living in the past.
03:25 224 5,16 0.10
4
Teacher Lyrics
Well the dawn was coming,
heard him ringing on my bell.
He said, ``My name's the teacher,
that is what I call myself.
And I have a lesson
that I must impart to you.
It's an old expression
but I must insist it's true.
Jump up, look around,
find yourself some fun,
no sense in sitting there hating everyone.
No man's an island and his castle isn't home,
the nest is for nothing when the bird has flown.''
So I took a journey,
threw my world into the sea.
With me went the teacher
who found fun instead of me.
Hey man, what's the plan, what was that you said?
Sun-tanned, drink in hand, lying there in bed.
I try to socialize but I can't seem to find
what I was looking for, got something on my mind.
Then the teacher told me
it had been a lot of fun.
Thanked me for his ticket
and all that I had done.
Hey man, what's the plan, what was that you said?
Sun-tanned, drink in hand, lying there in bed.
I try to socialize but I can't seem to find
what I was looking for, got something on my mind.
04:09 208 6,08 0.10
5
Sweet Dream Lyrics
You'll hear me calling in your sweet dream,
can't hear your daddy's warning cry.
You're going back to be all the things you want to be,
while in sweet dreams you softly sigh.
You hear my voice is calling
to be mine again,
live the rest of your life in a day.
Get out and get what you can
while your mummy's at home a-sleeping.
No time to understand
`cause they lost what they thought they were keeping.
No one can see us in your sweet dream.
don't hear you leave to start the car.
All wrapped up tightly in the coat you borrowed from me,
your place of resting is not far.
You'll hear my voice is calling
to be mine again,
live the rest of your life in a day.
Get out and get what you can
While your mummy's at home a-sleeping.
No time to understand,
`cause they lost what they thought they were keeping.
03:59 208 5,93 0.10
6
Cross-Eyed Mary Lyrics
Who would be a poor man a beggerman, a thief
if he had a rich man in his hand
Who would steal the candy from a laughing baby's mouth
if he could take it from the money man

Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again
She signs no contract but she always plays the game
She dines in Hampstead village on expense accounted gruel
and the jack knife barber drops her off at school

Laughing in the playground gets no kicks from little boys
would rather make it with a letching gray
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung
who watches through the railings as they play

Cross-eyed Mary finds it hard to get along.
She's a poor man's rich girl and she'll do it for a song
She's a rich man's stealer but her favour's good and strong
She's the Robin Hood of Highgate helps the poor man get along
04:09 208 5,73 0.10
7
The Witch's Promise Lyrics 03:51 208 5,37 0.10
8
Life Is A Long Song Lyrics
When you're falling awake and you take stock of the new day,
and you hear your voice croak as you choke on what you need to say,
well, don't you fret, don't you fear,
I will give you good cheer.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
If you wait then your plate I will fill.
As the verses unfold and your soul suffers the long day,
and the twelve o'clock gloom spins the room,
you struggle on your way.
Well, don't you sigh, don't you cry,
lick the dust from your eye.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
We will meet in the sweet light of dawn.
As the Baker Street train spills your pain all over your new dress,
and the symphony sounds underground put you under duress,
well don't you squeal as the heel grinds you under the wheel.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
Life's a long song.
But the tune ends too soon for us all.
03:18 192 4,51 0.10
9
Bungle In The Jungle Lyrics
Walking through forests of palm tree apartments ---
scoff at the monkeys who live in their dark tents
down by the waterhole --- drunk every Friday ---
eating their nuts --- saving their raisins for Sunday.
Lions and tigers who wait in the shadows ---
they're fast but they're lazy, and sleep in green meadows.
Let's bungle in the jungle --- well, that's all right by me.
I'm a tiger when I want love,
but I'm a snake if we disagree.
Just say a word and the boys will be right there:
with claws at your back to send a chill through the night air.
Is it so frightening to have me at your shoulder?
Thunder and lightning couldn't be bolder.
I'll write on your tombstone, ``I thank you for dinner.''
This game that we animals play is a winner.
Let's bungle in the jungle --- well, that's all right by me.
I'm a tiger when I want love,
but I'm a snake if we disagree.
The rivers are full of crocodile nasties
and He who made kittens put snakes in the grass.
He's a lover of life but a player of pawns ---
yes, the King on His sunset lies waiting for dawn
to light up His Jungle
as play is resumed.
The monkeys seem willing to strike up the tune.
03:39 208 5,12 0.10
10
Minstrel In The Gallery Lyrics
The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the
smiling faces.
He met the gazes --- observed the spaces between the
old men's cackle.
He brewed a song of love and hatred --- oblique
suggestions --- and he waited.
He polarized the pumpkin-eaters --- static-humming
panel-beaters --- freshly day-glow'd factory cheaters
(salaried and collar-scrubbing).
He titillated men-of-action --- belly warming, hands
still rubbing on the parts they never mention.
He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating
one-line jokers --- T.V. documentary makers
(overfed and undertakers).
Sunday paper backgammon players --- family-scarred
and women-haters.
Then he called the band down to the stage and he
looked at all the friends he'd made.
The minstrel in the gallery looked down on the
rabbit-run.
And threw away his looking-glass - saw his face in
everyone.
08:14 208 12,17 0.10
11
Cold Wind To Valhalla Lyrics
And ride with us young bonny lass ---
with the angels of the night.
Crack wind clatter --- flesh rein bite on an out-size
unicorn.
Rough-shod winging sky blue flight on a cold wind
to Valhalla.
And join with us please --- Valkyrie maidens cry
above the cold wind to Valhalla.
Break fast with the gods. Night angels serve
with ice-bound majesty.
Frozen flaking fish raw nerve ---
in a cup of silver liquid fire.
Moon jet brave beam split ceiling swerve and light
the old Valhalla.
Come join with us please --- Valkyrie maidens cry
above the cold wind to Valhalla.
The heroes rest upon the sighs of Thor's trusty
hand maidens.
Midnight lonely whisper cries,
``We're getting a bit short on heroes lately.''
Sword snap fright white pale goodbyes in the
desolation of Valhalla.
And join with us please --- Valkyrie maidens ride
empty-handed on the cold wind to Valhalla.
04:14 208 6,17 0.10
12
Too Old To Rock 'n' Roll; Too Young To Die Lyrics 05:30 208 8,00 0.10
13
Songs From The Wood Lyrics
Let me bring you songs from the wood:
to make you feel much better than you could know.
Dust you down from tip to toe.
Show you how the garden grows.
Hold you steady as you go.
Join the chorus if you can:
it'll make of you an honest man.
Let me bring you love from the field:
poppies red and roses filled with summer rain.
To heal the wound and still the pain
that threatens again and again
as you drag down every lover's lane.
Life's long celebration's here.
I'll toast you all in penny cheer.
Let me bring you all things refined:
galliards and lute songs served in chilling ale.
Greetings well met fellow, hail!
I am the wind to fill your sail.
I am the cross to take your nail:
A singer of these ageless times.
With kitchen prose and gutter rhymes.
Songs from the wood make you feel much better.
04:54 192 6,67 0.10
14
Heavy Horses Lyrics
Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
An October's day, towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest seasoning
Last of the line at an honest day's toil
Turning the deep sod under
Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bone
Flies at the nostrils plunder.

The Suffolk, the Clydesdale, the Percheron vie
with the Shire on his feathers floating
Hauling soft timber into the dusk
to bed on a warm straw coating.

Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now you're down to the few
And there's no work to do
The tractor's on its way.

Let me find you a filly for your proud stallion seed
to keep the old line going.
And we'll stand you abreast at the back of the wood
behind the young trees growing
To hide you from eyes that mock at your girth,
and your eighteen hands at the shoulder
And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry
and the nights are seen to draw colder
They'll beg for your strength, your gentle power
your noble grace and your bearing
And you'll strain once again to the sound of the gulls
in the wake of the deep plough, sharing.

Standing like tanks on the brow of the hill
Up into the cold wind facing
In stiff battle harness, chained to the world
Against the low sun racing
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A Heavy Horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.

Bring a song for the evening
Clean brass to flash the dawn
across these acres glistening
like dew on a carpet lawn
In these dark towns folk lie sleeping
as the heavy horses thunder by
to wake the dying city
with the living horseman's cry
At once the old hands quicken ---
bring pick and wisp and curry comb ---
thrill to the sound of all
the heavy horses coming home.
09:04 208 12,65 0.10
15
Black Sunday Lyrics
Tomorrow is the one day I would change for a Monday
with freezing rains melting and no trains running
and sad eyes passing in windows flimsy
and my seat rocking from legs not quite matching
Got passport, credit cards, a plane that I'm catching
Black Sunday falls one day too soon

The taxi that takes me will be moving too quickly
My suitcases simply too full for the closing
of pants, shirts and kisses all packed in a hurry
Two best-selling paper backs chosen at random ---
no sign of sales-persons to whom I might hand them
Black Sunday falls one day too soon

And down at the airport are probably waiting
a few thousand passengers, overbooked seating
Time long suspended in transit-lounge traumas ---
connections broken and Special Branch waiting
conspicuously standing in holiday clothing
Black Sunday falls one day too soon

Pick up my feet and kick off my lethargy
Down to the gate with the old mood upon me
Get out and chase the small immortality
born in the minute of my next returning
Impatient feet tapping and cigarette burning
Homecoming one day too soon

And back at the house there's a grey sky a-tumbling
Milk bottles piling on door steps a-crumbling
Curtains all drawn and cold water plumbing
Notepaper scribbles I read unbelieving
Saying how sorry, how sad was the leaving
...one day too soon
06:43 208 9,81 0.10
16
Broadsword Lyrics
I see a dark sail on the horizon
set under a black cloud that hides the sun.
Bring me my broadsword and clear understanding.
Bring me my cross of gold as a talisman.
Get up to the roundhouse on the cliff-top standing.
Take women and children and bed them down.

Bring me my broadsword and clear understanding.
Bring me my cross of gold as a talisman.
Bless with a hard heart those who surround me.
Bless the women and children who firm our hands.
Put our backs to the north wind. Hold fast by the river.
Sweet memories to drive us on for the motherland.

I see a dark sail on the horizon
set under a black cloud that hides the sun.
So, bring me my broadsword and clear understanding.
Bring me my cross of gold as a talisman.
So bring me my broadsword
And a cross of gold as a talisman.
04:55 208 6,90 0.10
17
Nothing Is Easy Lyrics
Nothing is easy, though time gets you worrying, my friend, it's o.k.
Just take your life easy and stop all that hurrying, be happy my way.
When tension starts mounting and you've lost count of the pennies you've missed,
just try hard and see why they're not worrying me, they're last on my list.
Nothing's easy.

Nothing is easy, you'll find that the squeeze won't turn out so bad.
Your fingers may freeze, worse things happen at sea, there's good times to be had.
So if you're alone and you're down to the bone, just give us a play.
You'll smile in a while and discover that I'll get you happy my way.
Nothing's easy.
06:06 192 7,94 0.10
18
My God Lyrics
People -- what have you done --
locked Him in His golden cage.
Made Him bend to your religion --
Him resurrected from the grave.
He is the god of nothing --
if that's all that you can see.
You are the god of everything --
He's inside you and me.
So lean upon Him gently
and don't call on Him to save you
from your social graces
and the sins you used to waive.
The bloody Church of England --
in chains of history --
requests your earthly presence at
the vicarage for tea.
And the graven image you-know-who --
with His plastic crucifix --
he's got him fixed --
confuses me as to who and where and why --
as to how he gets his kicks.
Confessing to the endless sin --
the endless whining sounds.
You'll be praying till next Thursday to
all the gods that you can count.
11:10 176 13,49 0.10
19
With You There To Help Me Lyrics
Well, it's been three weekends in a row
That I've been sitting at home
Not going out at all
Sometimes I get the feeling
That's how it's gonna be for the rest of me

It's like a little taste to pass time by
Or a leader who falls and you ask why
I ask why we're here
And you are gone
You are gone
And that's a story I can't write

A story I can't write
A story I can't write
A song I can't sing
A battle that I just can't fight
A story I can't write
A story where you'd be here
You and I
And everyone would know
They'd know it's our world
It's our world
It's our world

Well, sometimes I see some friends around town
Pretend I'm fine and everything's alright
They still talk about bringing it back
And I don't know if I'm down with that

It's like a little taste to pass time by
Or a leader who falls and you ask why
I ask why we're here
And you are gone
You are gone
And that's a story I can't write

A story I can't write
A story I can't write
A song I can't sing
A battle that I just can't fight
A story I can't write
A story where you'd be here
You and I
And everyone would know
They'd know it's our world
It's our world
It's our world
Our world

I can bring you home
Bring you home
But that's a story I can't write

A story I can't write
A story I can't write
A song I can't sing
A battle that I just can't fight
A story I can't write
A story where you'd be here
You and I
And everyone would know
They'd know it's our world

Story I can't write
A battle I can't fight
Story I can't write
A battle I can't fight
06:46 176 8,43 0.10
20
A Song For Jeffrey Lyrics
Gonna lose my way tomorrow,
gonna give away my car.
I'd take you along with me,
but you would not go so far.
Don't see what I do not want to see,
you don't hear what I don't say.
Won't be what I don't want to be,
I continue in my way.

Don't see, see, see where I'm goin',
Don't see, see, see where I'm goin',
Don't see, see, see where I'm goin' to,
I don't want to.

Everyday I see the mornin' come on in the same old way.
I tell myself tomorrow brings me things I would not dream today.
05:45 176 6,97 0.10
21
To Cry You A Song Lyrics
Flying so high, trying to remember
how many cigarettes did I bring along?
When I get down I'll jump in a taxi cab
driving through London town
to cry you a song.
It's been a long time --
still shaking my wings.
Well, I'm a glad bird
I got changes to ring.
Closing my dream inside its paper-bag.
Thought I saw angels
but I could have been wrong.
Search in my case,
can't find what they're looking for.
Waving me through
to cry you a song.
It's been a long time --
still shaking my wings.
Well I'm a glad bird
I got changes to ring.
Lights in the street,
peeping through curtains drawn.
Rattling of safety chain taking too long.
The smile in your eyes was never so sweet before --
Came down from the skies
to cry you a song.
07:59 192 10,49 0.10
22
Sossity, You're A Woman Lyrics 02:15 192 2,92 0.10
23
Reasons For Waiting Lyrics
What a sight for my eyes
to see you in sleep.
Could it stop the sun rise
hearing you weep?
You're not seen, you're not heard
but I stand by my word.
Came a thousand miles
just to catch you while you're smiling.

What a day for laughter
and walking at night.
Me following after, your hand holding tight.
And the memory stays clear with the song that you hear.
If I can but make
the words awake the feeling.

What a reason for waiting
and dreaming of dreams.
So here's hoping you've faith in impossible schemes,
that are born in the sigh of the wind blowing by
while the dimming light brings the end to a night of loving.
03:55 192 5,21 0.10
24
We Used To Know Lyrics
Whenever I get to feel this way,
Try to find new words to say,
I think about the bad old days
We used to know
Nights of winter turn me cold
Fears of dying, getting old
We ran the race and the race was won
By running slowly

Could be soon well cease to sound,
Slowly upstairs, faster down
Then to revisit stony grounds,
We used to know

Remembering mornings, shillings spent,
Made no sense to leave the bed
The bad old days they came and went
Giving way to fruitful years

Saving up the birds in hand
While in the bush the others land.
Take what we can before the man
Says its time to go

Each to his own way Ill go mine.
Best of luck in what you find.
But for your own sake remember times
We used to know
03:18 208 4,59 0.10
25
Guitar Solo Lyrics 08:23 224 12,74 0.10
26
For A Thousand Mothers Lyrics
did you hear mother
saying I'm wrong, but I know I'm right
did you hear father
calling my name into the night
saying I'll never be what I am now
telling me I'll never find what I've already found
it was they who were wrong
and for them, here's a song

did you hear baby
come back and tell you the things he's seen
did it surprise you
being picked up at eight in a limousine
doing the things he's accustomed to do
which at one time it seemed like a dream
now it's true
and unknowing you made it
all happen this way

did you hear mother
saying I'm wrong, but I know I'm right
did you hear father
calling my name into the night
saying I'll never be what I am now
telling me I'll never find what I've already found
it was they who were wrong
and for them, here's a song
04:47 208 6,63 0.10
27
So Much Trouble Lyrics 02:30 192 3,41 0.10
28
My Sunday Feeling Lyrics
My Sunday feeling is coming on over me.
My Sunday feeling is coming on over me,
Now that the night is over.
Got to clear my head so I can see.
Till I get to put together, that old feeling won't let me be.
Won't somebody tell me where I laid my head last night?
Won't somebody tell me where I laid my head last night?
I really don't remember, But with one more cigarette and I think I might.
Till I get to put together, well that old feeling can't get me right.
Need some assistance, have you listened to what I said?
Need some assistance, have you listened to what I said?
Oh, I don't feel so good. Need someone to help me to my bed.
Till I get to put together, that old feeling is in my head.
03:56 208 5,61 0.10
29
Someday The Sun Won't Shine For You Lyrics 02:01 208 2,81 0.10
30
Living In The Past Lyrics
Happy and I'm smiling,
walk a mile to drink your water.
You know I'd love to love you,
and above you there's no other.
We'll go walking out
while others shout of war's disaster.
Oh, we won't give in,
let's go living in the past.
Once I used to join in
every boy and girl was my friend.
Now there's revolution, but they don't know
what they're fighting.
Let us close out eyes;
outside their lives go on much faster.
Oh, we won't give in,
we'll keep living in the past.
03:26 240 5,60 0.10
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Bouree Lyrics 03:32 208 5,11 0.10
32
With You There To Help Me Lyrics
Well, it's been three weekends in a row
That I've been sitting at home
Not going out at all
Sometimes I get the feeling
That's how it's gonna be for the rest of me

It's like a little taste to pass time by
Or a leader who falls and you ask why
I ask why we're here
And you are gone
You are gone
And that's a story I can't write

A story I can't write
A story I can't write
A song I can't sing
A battle that I just can't fight
A story I can't write
A story where you'd be here
You and I
And everyone would know
They'd know it's our world
It's our world
It's our world

Well, sometimes I see some friends around town
Pretend I'm fine and everything's alright
They still talk about bringing it back
And I don't know if I'm down with that

It's like a little taste to pass time by
Or a leader who falls and you ask why
I ask why we're here
And you are gone
You are gone
And that's a story I can't write

A story I can't write
A story I can't write
A song I can't sing
A battle that I just can't fight
A story I can't write
A story where you'd be here
You and I
And everyone would know
They'd know it's our world
It's our world
It's our world
Our world

I can bring you home
Bring you home
But that's a story I can't write

A story I can't write
A story I can't write
A song I can't sing
A battle that I just can't fight
A story I can't write
A story where you'd be here
You and I
And everyone would know
They'd know it's our world

Story I can't write
A battle I can't fight
Story I can't write
A battle I can't fight
06:13 192 8,52 0.10
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Thick As A Brick Lyrics
Really don't mind if you sit this one out.
My words but a whisper -- your deafness a SHOUT.
I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
Your sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in
the tidal destruction
the moral melee.
The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers
the newfangled way.
But your new shoes are worn at the heels and
your suntan does rapidly peel and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
shake your head and
say it's a shame.

Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth.
Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.
09:02 208 12,55 0.10
34
Cheerio Lyrics
Along the coast road, by the headland
the early lights of winter glow.
I'll pour a cup to you my darling.
And raise it up say Cheerio.
03:59 208 5,89 0.10
35
A New Day Yesterday Lyrics
My first and last time with you
and we had some fun.
wenT walking through the trees, yeah!
And then I kissed you once.
Oh I want to see you soon
but I wonder how.
It was a new day yesterday
but it's an old day now.

Spent a long time looking
for a game to play.
My luck should be so bad now
to turn out this way.
Oh I had to leave today
just when I thought I'd found you.
It was a new day yesterday
But it's an old day now.
08:02 192 11,01 0.10
36
Protect And Survive Lyrics
They said protect and you'll survive-- (but our postman didn't call)
8lbs. of over-pressure wave seemed to glue him to the wall
They said protect and you'll survive

E.M.P. took out the radio-- (and our milk-man didn't call)
Flash blinded by the pretty lights, didn't see his bottles fall
or feel the warm black rain arrive

Big friendly cloud builds in the West (and our dust-men haven't called)
They left the dual carriageway at a hundred miles an hour--
a tail wind chasing them away

And in deep shelters lurk below, sub-regional control
who sympathise but cannot help to mend your body or your soul
Self-appointed guadians of the race with egg upon their face
When steady sirens sing all-clear they pop up, find nobody here

And so I watch two new suns spin-- (our paper man doesn't call)
Burnt shadow printed on the road-- now there's nothing there at all
They said protect and you'll survive
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Jack-A-Lynn Lyrics
Cold aeroplanes, slow boats, warm trains
Remind me of jack-a-lynn.
Lush hotels and pretty girls
Won't cheer the misty mood I'm in.
Silly, sad --- I've never had to write this before
Oh, jack-a-lynn.

Funny how long nights allow
Thoughts of jack-a-lynn.
When phantoms tread around my bed
To offer restless dreams they bring.
And it's just the time and place to find
A sad song to play
For jack-a-lynn.

Magpies that shriek, old boots that leak
Call me to jack-a-lynn.
Coal-black cats in policeman's hats
Nosing where the mice have been.
And the long miaow's beginning now
And I'm far, far from home ---
And jack-a-lynn.

Jack-Jack-a-Lynn
Oh, Jack-Jack-a-Lynn
Jack-Jack-a-Lynn
Jack-Jack-a-Lynn
Jack-Jack-a-Lynn
Jack-Jack-Jack-a-Lynn
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The Whistler Lyrics
I'll buy you six bay mares to put in your stable
six golden apples bought with my pay.
I am the first piper who calls the sweet tune,
but I must be gone by the seventh day.
So come on, I'm the whistler.
I have a fife and a drum to play.
Get ready for the whistler.
I whistle along on the seventh day
whistle along on the seventh day.
All kinds of sadness I've left behind me.
Many's the day when I have done wrong.
But I'll be yours for ever and ever.
Climb in the saddle and whistle along.
So come on, I'm the whistler.
I have a fife and a drum to play.
Get ready for the whistler.
I whistle along on the seventh day
whistle along on the seventh day.
Deep red are the sun-sets in mystical places.
Black are the nights on summer-day sands.
We'll find the speck of truth in each riddle.
Hold the first grain of love in our hands.
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My God Lyrics
People -- what have you done --
locked Him in His golden cage.
Made Him bend to your religion --
Him resurrected from the grave.
He is the god of nothing --
if that's all that you can see.
You are the god of everything --
He's inside you and me.
So lean upon Him gently
and don't call on Him to save you
from your social graces
and the sins you used to waive.
The bloody Church of England --
in chains of history --
requests your earthly presence at
the vicarage for tea.
And the graven image you-know-who --
with His plastic crucifix --
he's got him fixed --
confuses me as to who and where and why --
as to how he gets his kicks.
Confessing to the endless sin --
the endless whining sounds.
You'll be praying till next Thursday to
all the gods that you can count.
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Aqualung Lyrics
Sitting on a park bench
Eying little girls with bad intent
Snot running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck

Sun streaking cold on an old man wondering lonely
Taking time the only way he knows
Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog-end
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
Feeling alone, the army's up the road
Salvation a la mode, and a cup of tea
Aqualung, my friend, don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod, you see, it's only me

Do you still remember December's foggy freeze?
When the ice that clings on to your beard is screaming agony
And you snatch your rattling last breaths with deep-sea-diver sounds
And the flowers bloom like madness in the spring
Aqualung, my friend, don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod, you see, it's only me

Sitting on a park bench
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
Snot running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck
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To Be Sad Is A Mad Way To Be (Stockholm Concert Hall, 01-19-1969) Lyrics 03:58 160 4,48 0.10
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Back To The Family (Stockholm Concert Hall, 01-19-1969) Lyrics 03:37 176 4,29 0.10
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Passion Play Extract (Paris, 1976) Lyrics 03:20 208 4,60 0.10
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Wind-Up + Locomotive Breath + Land Of Hope And Glory + Medley (London, 1977) Lyrics 11:49 208 16,85 0.10
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Seal Driver (Hamburg, 1982) Lyrics 05:37 224 8,74 0.10
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Nobody's Car (London, 1984) Lyrics 05:02 192 6,82 0.10
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Pussy Willow (London, 1984) Lyrics 04:59 192 6,77 0.10
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Budapest (Leysin, Switzerland, 1991) Lyrics 10:51 192 14,82 0.10
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Nothing Is Easy (Leysin, Switzerland, 1991) Lyrics 05:18 192 7,27 0.10
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Kissing Willie (Tallin, Estonia, 1991) Lyrics 03:39 208 5,29 0.10
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Still Loving You Tonight (London, 1991) Lyrics 05:02 192 6,90 0.10
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Beggar's Farm (Pullman, WA, 1992) Lyrics 05:21 208 7,39 0.10
53
Passion Jig (Chicago, IL, 1992) Lyrics 02:00 192 2,75 0.10
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A Song For Jeffrey (Chicago, IL, 1992) Lyrics 03:26 192 4,73 0.10
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Living In The Past (Montreal, Canada, 1992) Lyrics 03:43 224 5,55 0.10