B i o g r a p h y (by Steve Huey)
PunPunk rock's poet laureate Patti Smith ranks among the most influential female rock & rollers of all time. Ambitious, unconventional, and challenging, Smith's music was hailed as the most exciting fusion of rock and poetry since Bob Dylan's heyday. If that hybrid remained distinctly uncommercial for much of her career, it wasn't a statement against accessibility so much as the simple fact that Smith followed her own muse wherever it took her -- from structured rock songs to free-form experimentalism, or even completely out of music at times. Her most avant-garde outings drew a sense of improvisation and interplay from free jazz, though they remained firmly rooted in noisy, primitive, three-chord rock & roll. She was a powerful concert presence, singing and chanting her lyrics in an untrained but expressive voice, whirling around the stage like an ecstatic shaman delivering incantations. A regular at CBGB's during the early days of New York punk, she was the first artist of the bunch to land a record deal and release an album, even beating the Ramones to the punch. The artiness and the amateurish musicianship of her work both had a major impact on the punk movement, whether in New York or England, whether among her contemporaries (Television, Richard Hell) or followers. What's more, Smith became an icon to subsequent generations of female rockers. She never relied on sex appeal for her success -- she was unabashedly intellectual and creatively uncompromising, and her appearance was usually lean, hard, and androgynous. She also never made an issue of her gender, calling attention to herself as an artist, not a woman; she simply dressed and performed in the spirit of her aggressive, male rock role models, as if no alternative had ever occurred to her. In the process, she obliterated the expectations of what was possible for women in rock, and stretched the boundaries of how artists of any gender could express themselves.
Smith was born in Chicago on December 30, 1946; her parents moved to Philadelphia when she was three, and then to the nearby, less urban town of Woodbury, New Jersey, when she was nine. Something of an outcast in high school, she found salvation in the poetry of Arthur Rimbaud, the writings of the Beats, and the music of soul and rock artists like James Brown, the Rolling Stones, the Doors, and especially Bob Dylan. She attended the Glassboro State Teachers College, but dropped out due to an unplanned pregnancy. She gave the baby up for adoption and took a job on a factory assembly line, thus saving enough money to move to New York City in 1967. She worked in a bookstore and met art student/future photographer Robert Mapplethorpe, who became her lover despite living most of his adult life as a homosexual. In 1969, Smith went to Paris with her sister, busking on the streets as a performance artist. Upon her return, she moved into the Chelsea Hotel with Mapplethorpe for a brief period, then became involved with underground theater, not to mention playwright Sam Shepard; she co-authored and co-starred with him in the somewhat autobiographical play Cowboy Mouth in 1971. During this time, she was also working on her poetry, and met guitarist Lenny Kaye, also a Bleecker Street record store clerk and rock critic. Kaye had written a magazine essay on doo wop that impressed Smith, and the two found that they shared a love of early and obscure rock & roll. When Smith gave a public poetry reading at St. Mark's Church in February 1971, she invited Kaye to accompany her on the electric guitar for three pieces.
Over the next two years, Smith continued to perform in plays and poetry readings; she also wrote for several rock magazines, published two volumes of her poems, and began contributing lyrics to the literary-minded metal band Blue Öyster Cult. She and Kaye performed again in late 1973, and their partnership grew into a much more regular occurrence. The following year, they added pianist/keyboardist Richard Sohl, and their performances grew into unique blends of Beat-influenced poetry, improvised spoken word with equally spontaneous musical backing, and covers of rock & roll oldies. Regular gigs around New York cemented their growing reputation, and in June 1974, with Mapplethorpe paying for studio time, the band cut a groundbreaking independent single, "Hey Joe" b/w "Piss Factory." The former added a monologue about Patty Hearst, while the latter recounted Smith's stint as an assembly line worker in vivid detail, incorporating lyrical snippets from the rock records in which she took solace. Both songs featured Television guitarist Tom Verlaine, who briefly became Smith's lover, and along with Television's own "Little Johnny Jewel," the single helped kickstart the independent, D.I.Y. aesthetic that remains punk rock's hallmark even today.
In late 1974, Smith and her band played a few gigs on the West Coast. When they returned, they added guitarist/bassist Ivan Kral to flesh out their sound, and joined Television as part of the emerging new-rock scene at CBGB's, a dive bar in the Bowery. Their two-month stand in early 1975 sometimes featured drummer Jay Dee Daugherty, who became a regular member, and attracted the notice of Arista Records president Clive Davis, who offered Smith a record deal. She entered the studio with ex-Velvet Underground member John Cale serving as producer, and in late 1975 released her debut album, Horses, which was essentially the first art-punk album. Rapturously received by most critics, Horses offered unorthodox covers of party rock tunes like "Gloria" and "Land of 1000 Dances" (Smith opened the former with the declaration "Jesus died for someone's sins, but not mine"), as well as a mix of original songs and lengthy, improv-driven spoken word pieces. Despite nonexistent airplay, it sold well enough to climb into the Top 50. The 1976 follow-up, Radio Ethiopia, was credited to the Patti Smith Group, and placed some of Smith's most straightforward rock songs ("Ask the Angels," "Pumping [My Heart]") directly alongside some of her most experimental, free-form pieces (the title track). In early 1977, Smith was performing in Tampa, Florida, when she twirled herself right off the stage; she broke two vertebrae in her neck and was forced to take some time off to recuperate. During that period, she wrote a book of poetry titled Babel. She returned to recording in 1978 with Easter, a more accessible nod in the direction of album rock radio, which featured her writing collaboration with Bruce Springsteen, "Because the Night." The ballad climbed to number 13 on the pop charts and sent Easter into the Top 20; plus, 10,000 Maniacs' 1993 cover of "Because the Night" became their biggest pop hit and made the song something of a standard for the Lilith Fair generation. Easter also contained Smith's most notorious cut, "Rock n Roll Nigger," which attempted to redefine the term as a badge of honor for anyone who lived outside the establishment. Some critics roasted her for the conceit in the ensuing controversy, but the song achieved a measure of redemption when it was included on the Natural Born Killers soundtrack in 1994.
1979's Wave found Smith's sound becoming increasingly polished, thanks in part to new producer Todd Rundgren; however, many reviewers found it her least developed set of material. Smith had been living with Blue Öyster Cult keyboardist Allen Lanier for some time, but now took up with MC5/Sonic's Rendezvous Band guitarist Fred "Sonic" Smith; indeed, Wave's "Dancing Barefoot" and "Frederick" were both dedicated to him. The couple married in 1980, and Smith retired to a life of domesticity near Detroit, raising two children with her husband. In 1988, Smith re-emerged for a one-off album, Dream of Life, on which Fred co-wrote all the material and also played guitar, with backing by Smith Group members Sohl and Daugherty. However, it wasn't intended to establish a full-fledged comeback, and Smith disappeared from music again following its release. She continued to write, however, completing a poetry collection called Woolgathering (among other projects), and gave occasional readings. Sadly, in the span of a few years, Smith lost some of her closest associates: longtime friend and album-cover photographer Mapplethorpe died in 1989, followed a year later by pianist Richard Sohl. At the end of 1994, both her husband and her brother Todd died of heart failure, within a month of one another. A grief-stricken Smith returned to performing as a means of therapy, and re-formed the Patti Smith Group -- with Kaye, Daugherty, and new bassist Tony Shanahan -- for a few small-scale tours aimed at reconnecting with her audience and re-orienting herself to the concert stage. In 1996, the group entered the studio and recorded Gone Again, which featured a new second guitarist in Oliver Ray and guest spots from Tom Verlaine, John Cale, and Jeff Buckley. Gone Again took a stronger, more optimistic tone than might have been expected, and was well received by many critics. Following closely on its heels, Peace and Noise appeared in 1997 and earned a Grammy nomination for the track "1959"; a much darker affair than its predecessor, it took into account the deaths of two more of Smith's inspirations, Allen Ginsberg and William S. Burroughs. Smith returned in 2000 with Gung Ho, the most aggressive-sounding and socially conscious album of her comeback; the song "Glitter in Their Eyes" also earned her a second Grammy nomination.
Smith and Arista parted ways in 2002, with the label issuing Land (1975-2002), a double-disc compilation of hits and rarities, as a wrap-up. Smith subsequently signed with Columbia. Her first album for the label, Trampin', appeared in spring 2004. Horses received the deluxe two-CD treatment in 2005 when it was reissued by Arista in a 30th Anniversary Legacy Edition. On March 12, 2007, Smith was inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame alongside Van Halen, the Ronettes, Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five, and R.E.M. She released an album of typically eclectic covers, Twelve, that same year. She was the subject of Stephen Sebring's 2008 acclaimed documentary, Patti Smith: Dream of Life; the film played the festival circuit worldwide as well as art house theaters and was released on DVD. Smith also authored a memoir entitled Just Kids about her life with friend and collaborator, the late photographer Mapplethorpe. It was published in 2010; it won the National Book Award for Non-Fiction for that year. In 2011, Sony Legacy released a single-disc, career-spanning compilation, Outside Society, featuring recordings from her Arista and Columbia catalogs. Just after the recording was released, Smith, along with the Kronos Quartet, won Sweden's prestigious Polar Prize for "devoting her life to art in all its forms." Smith also contributed both a 12" x 12" original print and an audio track to the ultra-limited edition, multi-artist Legacy box set 15 Minutes: Homage to Andy Warhol. Smith released Banga, her eleventh studio album, after a hiatus of more than eight years in the early summer of 2012. Along with her regular band, guests included her two children, Jackson and Jessi, Tom Verlaine, and Jack Petruzzelli.
Horses - 1975-12-13 -
Gloria Redondo Beach Birdland Free Money Kimberly Break It Up Land Elegie
Radio Ethiopia - 1976-10-22 -
Ask The Angels Ain't It Strange Poppies Pissing In A River Pumping (My Heart) Distant Fingers Radio Ethiopia Abyssinia Chicklets
Easter - 1978-03-03 -
Till Victory Space Monkey Because The Night Ghost Dance Babelogue Rock'N'Roll Nigger Privilege (Set Me Free) We Three 25th Floor High On Rebellion Easter
Dream of life - 1988-06-xx -
People Have The Power Going Under Up There Down There Paths That Cross Dream Of Life Where Duty Calls Looking For You (I Was) The Jackson Song
Trampin' - 2004-04-27 -
Jubilee Mother Rose Stride Of The Mind Cartwheels Gandhi Trespasses My Blakean Year Cash Peaceable Kingdom Radio Baghdad Trampin'
Horses
Gloria Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine Meltin' in a pot of thieves Wild card up my sleeve Thick heart of stone My sins my own They belong to me, me People say "beware!" But I don't care The words are just Rules and regulations to me, me I-I walk in a room, you know I look so proud I'm movin' in this here atmosphere, well, anything's allowed And I go to this here party and I just get bored Until I look out the window, see a sweet young thing Humpin' on the parking meter, leanin' on the parking meter Oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine And I got this crazy feeling and then I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine Ooh i'll put my spell on her Here she comes Walkin' down the street Here she comes Comin' through my door Here she comes Crawlin' up my stair Here she comes Waltzin' through the hall In a pretty red dress And oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine And I got this crazy feeling that I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine And then I hear this knockin' on my door Hear this knockin' on my door And I look up into the big tower clock And say, "oh my God here's midnight!" And my baby is walkin' through the door Leanin' on my couch she whispers to me and I take the big plunge And oh, she was so good and oh, she was so fine And I'm gonna tell the world that I just ah-ah made her mine And I said darling, tell me your name, she told me her name She whispered to me, she told me her name And her name is, and her name is, and her name is, and her name is G-L-O-R-I-A G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria I was at the stadium There were twenty thousand girls called their names out to me Marie and Ruth but to tell you the truth I didn't hear them I didn't see I let my eyes rise to the big tower clock And I heard those bells chimin' in my heart Going ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong. Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong Counting the time, then you came to my room And you whispered to me and we took the big plunge And oh. You were so good, oh, you were so fine And I gotta tell the world that I make her mine make her mine Make her mine make her mine make her mine make her mine G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria, G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria And the tower bells chime, "ding dong" they chime They're singing, "Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine." Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A, Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A, G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria, G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria, G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria.
Redondo beach Late afternoon, dreaming hotel We just had the quarrel that sent you away. I was looking for you, are you gone gone ? Called you on the phone, another dimension. Well, you never returned, oh you know what I mean. I went looking for you, are you gone, gone ? Down by the ocean it was so dismal, Women all standing with a shock on their faces. Sad description, oh I was looking for you. Everyone was singing, girl is washed up On Redondo Beach and everyone is so sad. I was looking for you, are you gone gone ? Pretty little girl, everyone cried. She was the victim of sweet suicide. I went looking for you, are you gone gone ? Down by the ocean it was so dismal, Women all standing with shock on their faces. Sad description, oh I was looking for you. Desk clerk told me girl was washed up, Was small, an angel with apple blonde hair, now. I went looking for you, are you gone gone ? Picked up my key, didn't reply. Went to my room, started to cry. You were small, an angel, are you gone gone ? Down by the ocean it was so dismal. I was just standing with shock on my face. The hearse pulled away, and the girl that had died, it was you. You'll never return into my arms 'cause you were gone gone. Never return into my arms 'cause you were gone gone. Gone gone, gone gone, good-bye.
Birdland His father died and left him a little farm in New England. All the long black funeral cars left the scene And the boy was just standing there alone Looking at the shiny red tractor Him and his daddy used to sit inside And circle the blue fields and grease the night. It was if someone had spread butter on all the fine points of the stars 'Cause when he looked up they started to slip. Then he put his head in the crux of his arm And he started to drift, drift to the belly of a ship, Let the ship slide open, and he went inside of it And saw his daddy 'hind the control board streamin' beads of light, He saw his daddy 'hind the control board, And he was very different tonight 'Cause he was not human, he was not human. And then the little boy's face lit up with such naked joy That the sun burned around his lids and his eyes were like two suns, White lids, white opals, seeing everything just a little bit too clearly And he looked around and there was no black ship in sight, No black funeral cars, nothing except for him the raven And fell on his knees and looked up and cried out, “No, daddy, don't leave me here alone, Take me up, daddy, to the belly of your ship, Let the ship slide open and I'll go inside of it Where you're not human, you are not human.” But nobody heard the boy's cry of alarm. Nobody there 'cept for the birds around the New England farm And they gathered in all directions, like roses they scattered And they were like compass grass coming together into the head of a shaman bouquet Slit in his nose and all the others went shooting And he saw the lights of traffic beckoning like the hands of Blake Grabbing at his cheeks, taking out his neck, All his limbs, everything was twisted and he said, “I won't give up, won't give up, don't let me give up, I won't give up, come here, let me go up fast, Take me up quick, take me up, up to the belly of a ship And the ship slides open and I go inside of it where I am not human.” I am helium raven and this movie is mine, So he cried out as he stretched the sky, Pushing it all out like latex cartoon, am I all alone in this generation ? We'll just be dreaming of animation night and day And won't let up, won't let up and I see them coming in, Oh, I couldn't hear them before, but I hear 'em now, It's a radar scope in all silver and all platinum lights Moving in like black ships, they were moving in, streams of them, And he put up his hands and he said, “It's me, it's me, I'll give you my eyes, take me up, oh now please take me up, I'm helium raven waitin' for you, please take me up, Don't let me here,” the son, the sign, the cross, Like the shape of a tortured woman, the true shape of a tortured woman, The mother standing in the doorway letting her sons No longer presidents but prophets They're all dreaming they're gonna bear the prophet, He's gonna run through the fields dreaming in animation It's all gonna split his skull It's gonna come out like a black bouquet shining Like a fist that's gonna shoot them up Like light, like Mohammed Boxer Take them up up up up up up Oh, let's go up, up, take me up, I'll go up, I'm going up, I'm going up Take me up, I'm going up, I'll go up there Go up go up go up go up up up up up up up Up, up to the belly of a ship. Let the ship slide open and we'll go inside of it Where we are not human, we're not human. Well, there was sand, there were tiles, The sun had melted the sand and it coagulated Like a river of glass When it hardened he looked at the surface He saw his face And where there were eyes were just two white opals, two white opals, Where there were eyes there were just two white opals And he looked up and the rays shot And he saw raven comin' in And he crawled on his back and he went up Up up up up up up Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, sha da do wop, da shaman do way, Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, sha da do wop, da shaman do way, Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, We like birdland.
Free money Every night before I go to sleep Find a ticket, win a lottery, Scoop the pearls up from the sea Cash them in and buy you all the things you need. Every night before I rest my head See those dollar bills go swirling 'round my bed. I know they're stolen, but I don't feel bad. I take that money, buy you things you never had. Oh, baby, it would mean so much to me, Oh, baby, to buy you all the things you need for free. I'll buy you a jet plane, baby, Get you on a higher plane to a jet stream And take you through the stratosphere And check out the planets there and then take you down Deep where it's hot, hot in Arabia, babia, then cool, cold fields of snow And we'll roll, dream, roll, dream, roll, roll, dream, dream. When we dream it, when we dream it, when we dream it, We'll dream it, dream it for free, free money, Free money, free money, free money, free money, free money, free money. Every night before I go to sleep Find a ticket, win a lottery. Every night before I rest my head See those dollar bills go swirling 'round my bed. Oh, baby, it would mean so much to me, Baby, I know our troubles will be gone. Oh, I know our troubles will be gone, goin' gone If we dream, dream, dream for free. And when we dream it, when we dream it, when we dream it, Let's dream it, we'll dream it for free, free money, Free money, free money, free money, X7 Free money, free money, free money, free.
Kimberly The wall is high, the black barn, The babe in my arms in her swaddling clothes And I know soon that the sky will split And the planets will shift, Balls of jade will drop and existence will stop. Little sister, the sky is falling, I don't mind, I don't mind. Little sister, the fates are calling on you. Ah, here I stand again in this old 'lectric whirlwind, The sea rushes up my knees like flame And I feel like just some misplaced Joan Of Arc And the cause is you lookin' up at me. Oh baby, I remember when you were born, It was dawn and the storm settled in my belly And I rolled in the grass and I spit out the gas And I lit a match and the void went flash And the sky split and the planets hit, Balls of jade dropped and existence stopped, stopped, stop, stop. Little sister, the sky is falling, I don't mind, I don't mind. Little sister, the fates are calling on you. I was goin' crazy, so crazy I knew I could break through with you, So with one hand I rocked you and with one heart I reached for you. Ah, I knew your youth was for the takin', fire on a mental plane, So I ran through the fields as the bats with their baby vein faces Burst from the barn and flames in a violent violet sky, And I fell on my knees and pressed you against me. Your soul was like a network of spittle, Like glass balls movin' in like cold streams of logic, And I prayed as the lightning attacked That something will make it go crack, something will make it go crack, Something will make it go crack, something will make it go crack. The palm trees fall into the sea, It doesn't matter much to me As long as you're safe, Kimberly. And I can gaze deep Into your starry eyes, baby, looking deep in your eyes, baby, Looking deep in your eyes, baby, looking deep in your eyes, baby, Into your starry eyes, oh. Oh, in your starry eyes, baby, Looking deep in your eyes, baby, looking deep in your eyes, baby, oh. Oh, looking deep in your eyes, baby, Into your starry eyes, baby, looking deep in your eyes, baby
Break it up Car stopped in a clearing, Ribbon of life, it was nearing. I saw the boy break out of his skin. My heart turned over and I crawled in. He cried, “Break it up, oh I don't understand, Break it up, I can't comprehend. Break it up, oh, I want to feel you. Break it up, don't talk to me that way, I'm not listening.” Snow started falling, I could hear the angel calling. We rolled on the ground, he stretched out his wings. The boy flew away and he started to sing. He sang, “Break it up, oh, I don't understand. Break it up, I can't comprehend. Break it up, oh, I want to feel you. Break it up, don't look at me.” The sky was raging, the boy disappeared, I fell on my knee Atmosphere broke up, the boy reappeared. I cried, “Take me please!” Ice, it was shining. I could feel my heart, it was melting. I tore off my clothes, I danced on my shoes. I ripped my skin open and then I broke through. I cried, “Break it up, oh, now I understand. Break it up, and I want to go. Break it up, oh please take me with you. Break it up, I can feel it breaking, I can feel it breaking, I can feel it breaking, I can feel, I can feel, I can feel, I can feel.” So break it up, oh now I'm coming with you. Break it up, now I'm gonna go. Break it up, oh, feel me, I'm coming. Break it up, break it up, break it up, Break it up, break it up, break it up, Oh, break it up, break it up, break it up Break it up, break it up, break it on up Break it up, break it on up, up, up Break it, break it, break it, break it Break it on up, break it up, Break it up, break it up, break it up ...
Land The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating Another boy was sliding up the hallway He merged perfectly with the hallway, He merged perfectly, the mirror in the hallway The boy looked at Johnny, Johnny wanted to run, but the movie kept moving as planned The boy took Johnny, he pushed him against the locker, He drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in Johnny The boy disappeared, Johnny fell on his knees, started crashing his head against the locker, started crashing his head against the locker, started laughing hysterically When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by horses, horses, horses, horses coming in in all directions white shining silver studs with their nose in flames, He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses. Do you know how to pony like bony maroney Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it goes like this Baby mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator And you twist the twister like your baby sister I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee pee, Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose control, Got to lose control and then you take control, Then you're rolled down on your back and you like it like that, Like it like that, like it like that, like it like that, Then you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi Life is filled with holes, Johnny's laying there, his sperm coffin Angel looks down at him and says, “Oh, pretty boy, Can't you show me nothing but surrender ?” Johnny gets up, takes off his leather jacket, Taped to his chest there's the answer, You got pen knives and jack knives and Switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred Then he cries, then he screams, saying Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain And I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud, Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud, And go Johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi There's a little place, a place called space It's a pretty little place, it's across the tracks, Across the tracks and the name of the place is you like it like that, You like it like that, you like it like that, you like it like that, And the name of the band is the Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes Baby calm down, better calm down, In the night, in the eye of the forest There's a mare black and shining with yellow hair, I put my fingers through her silken hair and found a stair, I didn't waste time, I just walked right up and saw that up there -- there is a sea up there -- there is a sea up there -- there is a sea the sea's the possibility There is no land but the land (up there is just a sea of possibilities) There is no sea but the sea (up there is a wall of possibilities) There is no keeper but the key (up there there are several walls of possibilities) Except for one who seizes possibilities, one who seizes possibilities. (up there) I seize the first possibility, is the sea around me I was standing there with my legs spread like a sailor (in a sea of possibilities) I felt his hand on my knee (on the screen) And I looked at Johnny and handed him a branch of cold flame (in the heart of man) The waves were coming in like Arabian stallions Gradually lapping into sea horses He picked up the blade and he pressed it against his smooth throat (the spoon) And let it deep in (the veins) Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities It started hardening Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities It started hardening in my hand And I felt the arrows of desire I put my hand inside his cranium, oh we had such a brainiac-amour But no more, no more, I gotta move from my mind to the area (go Rimbaud go Rimbaud go Rimbaud) And go Johnny go and do the watusi, Yeah do the watusi, do the watusi ... Shined open coiled snakes white and shiny twirling and encircling Our lives are now entwined, we will fall yes we're together twining Your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse And my fingers all entwined through the air, I could feel it, it was the hair going through my fingers, (I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it) The hairs were like wires going through my body I I that's how I that's how I I died (at that Tower of Babel they knew what they were after) (they knew what they were after) [Everything on the current] moved up I tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too unbelievably smooth, Like playing in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the possibility Was a blade, a shiny blade, I hold the key to the sea of possibilities There's no land but the land looked at my hands, and there's a red stream that went streaming through the sands like fingers, like arteries, like fingers (how much fits between the eyes of a horse?) He lay, pressing it against his throat (your eyes) He opened his throat (your eyes) His vocal chords started shooting like (of a horse) mad pituitary glands The scream he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart) pitched that nobody heard, No one heard that cry, No one heard (Johnny) the butterfly flapping in his throat, (His fingers) Nobody heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of jelly, And so he seized the first (his vocal chords shot up) (possibility) (like mad pituitary glands) It was a black tube, he felt himself disintegrate (there is nothing happening at all) and go inside the black tube, so when he looked out into the steep saw this sweet young thing (Fender one) Humping on the parking meter, leaning on the parking meter In the sheets there was a man dancing around to the simple Rock & roll song
Elegie I just don't know what to do tonight, My head is aching as I drink and breathe Memory falls like cream in my bones, moving on my own. There must be something I can dream tonight, The air is filled with the moves of you, All the fire is frozen yet still I have the will, ooh, ah. Trumpets, violins, I hear them in the distance And my skin emits a ray, but I think it's sad, it's much too bad That our friends can't be with us today.
Radio Ethiopia Ask the angels Moooooove! Ask the angels who they're calling, Go ask the angels if they're calling to thee Ask the angels while they're falling Who that person could possibly be And I know you got the feeling, You know, I feel it crawl across the floor And I know it got you reelin' And honey honey the call is for war And it's wild wild wild wild. Everybody got the feelin' You know the feeling and it's stronger each day Everybody wants to be reelin' And baby baby I'll show you the way And I know it's hard sometimes, You got a piece and hit across the sky And I know it's hard sometimes And world war is the battle cry And it's wild wild wild wild Across the country through the fields You know I see it written 'cross the sky People rising from the highway And war war is the battle cry And it's wild wild wild wild. Armageddon, it's gotten No savior jailer can take it from me World ending, it's just beginning And rock and roll is what I'm born to be And it's wild wild wild wild Wild wild wild wild X3 Ask the angels if they're startin' to move Comin' in droves in from L.A. Ask the angels if they're starting to groove Lightning as armor and it's today It's wild wild wild wild Wild wild wild wild X3 Ain't it strange Down in Vineland there's a clubhouse, Girl in white dress, boy shoot white stuff Oh, don't you know that anyone can join And they come and they call and they fall on the floor Don't you see when you're looking at me That I'll never end transcend transcend Ain't it strange oh oh oh Ain't it strange oh oh oh Come and join me, I implore thee, I impure thee, come explore me. Oh, don't you know that anyone can come And they come and they call and they crawl on the floor. Don't you see when you're looking at me That I'll never end transcend transcend Ain't it strange oh oh oh Ain't it strange oh oh oh True, true, who are you ? Who, who am I ? Oh da oh da oh da oh da oh da oh da Down in Vineland there's a clubhouse, Girl in white dress, boy shoot white stuff. Oh, don't you know that anyone can come And they come and they call and they fall on the floor Don't you see when you're looking at me That I'll never end transcend transcend. Ain't it strange oh oh oh Ain't it strange oh oh oh Do you go to the temple tonight ? Oh no, I don't think so Do you not go to the palace of answers with me Marie? Oh no, I don't think so, no See when they offer me book of gold, I know soon still that platinum is coming And when I look inside of your temple It looks just like the inside of anyone one man, And when he beckons his finger to me, Well, I move in another direction, I move in another dimension I move in another dimension oh oh oh I spin, I spiral, and I splatter Hand of God, I feel the finger, Hand of God, and I start to whirl And I whirl, and I whirl, Don't get dizzy, do not fall now, Turn, God, God (strange) Go, go on, go like a dervish, Turn, God, (strange) make a move Turn, Lord, (strange) I don't get nervous Oh I just move in another dimension Come move in another dimension Come move in another dimension Come move in another dimension oh oh oh Strange strange Do you go to the temple tonight ? Oh no, I don't think so, no We'll go to the pagoda The palace of answers with me, Marie Oh no, I don't believe so, no See when they offer me book of gold, I know soon still that platinum is coming And when I look inside of your temple It looks just like the inside of anyone one man And when he beckons his finger to me, Well, I move in another dimension I move in another dimension I move in another dimension oh oh oh
Poppies He's delighted to love me, but you know, I just don't know what to say to him. I just don't know. Heard it on the radio, it's no good Heard it on the radio, it's news to me When she gets something, it's understood Baby's got somethin' she's not used to Down, down, poppy, yeah Down, down, poppy, yeah Goin' on the corner, I'm gonna score Baby wants somethin', she's in the mood to Baby wants somethin', I want more When I don't get it, I get blue, blue Down, down, and it's really comin', really comin', Down, down, poppy, yeah Goin' on the corner, I'm gonna score Baby's got somethin', gonna get through, through When I want somethin' I want more, Heard it on the radio, there's nothin' I can do do I'm in the mood to And I'm a woman and an individual And I want rockin' real slow I wanna hear it on the radio I wanna hear it, I wanna score (poppies) I wanna hear it on the radio Baby got it but baby want more On the radio, heard it on the radio Baby got it but baby want more [babble] Heard it on the radio Won't be no need for layin' in the road Tonight I'm goin' out, oh yeah Baby got it but baby want more She won't need it any more [babble] Although she was tense and lean in the sun Splintered like a country Gently pulled his finger Everything is soakin' and spread with butter Their flowers on an average [on the seed?] And then they laid her on the table She connected with the inhaler And the needle shiftin' like crazy, She was, she was completely still. It was like a painting of a vase, She just lay there and the gas traveled fast Through the dorsal spine and down and around (I want more) The anal cavity, her cranium (I wanna score) Just, it was really great, man, The gas had inflicted her entire spine With the elements of a voluptuous disease With a green vapor, made her feet light Baby want more Baby was it in the closet. Baby get it there, baby tag it, Baby got it and baby begged for it, baby I don't think (after station) there's any station (I remember when) Quite as interesting to me (baby worship something) As the 12th station (laughin' at the flowers) I tuned in (to the tower) too many centuries Were calling to me And I spin, come down thru time Oh, watch them say you're too high And I swim through Hear it on the radio, goddamn in my radio, Hear it on the radio, hear it on the radio [babble] one long ecstatic pure sensation restriction started excreting, started excreting, ah exhilarating bottomless pit Hey Sheba, hey Salome, hey Venus eclipsin' my way ah. Her vessel, every woman is a vessel, is evasive, is aquatic. Everyone, silver ecstatic, platinum disk spinning
Pissing in a river Pissing in a river, watching it rise Tattoo fingers shy away from me Voices voices mesmerize Voices voices beckoning sea Come come come come back come back Come back come back come back Spoke of a wheel, tip of a spoon Mouth of a cave, I'm a slave I'm free. When are you coming ? Hope you come soon Fingers, fingers encircling thee Come come come come come come Come come come come come come for me oh My bowels are empty, excreting your soul What more can I give you ? Baby I don't know What more can I give you to make this thing grow? Don't turn your back now, I'm talking to you Should I pursue a path so twisted ? Should I crawl defeated and gifted ? Should I go the length of a river [The royal, the throne, the cry me a river] Everything I've done, I've done for you Oh I give my life for you. Every move I made I move to you, And I came like a magnet for you now. What about it, you're gonna leave me, What about it, you don't need me, What about it, I can't live without you, What about it, I never doubted you What about it ? What about it ? What about it ? What about it ? Should I pursue a path so twisted ? Should I crawl defeated and gifted ? Should I go the length of a river, [The royal, the throne, the cry me a river] What about it, what about it, what about it ? Oh, I'm pissing in a river.
Pumping (my heart) Oh I see you stare spi-pi-pi-pi-pi-pi (spiraling) up there and ho, Oh, into the center of my brain, and baby come, baby go And free the hurricane, oh, I go into the center of the airplane Baby gotta move to the center of my pain And my heart starts pumping, my fists start pumping Upset, total abandon, you know I love you so Total abandon, ooh, walla walla walla, Oh I see you stare spi-pi-pi-pi-pi-pi (spiraling) up there and ho, Oh, into the center of my brain and baby come, baby go And free the hurricane, oh I go into the center of the airplane, Baby gotta box in the center of the ring And my heart starts pumping, my fists start pumping Upset, total abandon, you know I love you so. Total abandon, ooh wah Oh I go into the center of the airplane, Baby gotta go to the center of my brain And my heart starts pumping, my fists start pumping, Got no recollection of my past reflection, So I'm free to move in the resurrection. My heart starts pumping, my fists start pumping, My heart pumping, my heart pumping, my heart pumping Coming in the airport, coming in the sea, Coming in the garden, got a conscious stream, Coming in a washroom, coming on a plane, Coming in a force field, coming in my brain And my heart, my heart, Total abandon, total abandon, total abandon, Total abandon, total abandon, total abandon, Total abandon Oh I go into the center of the airplane, Baby gotta move to the center of my brain, My heart Oh
Distant fingers When, when will you be landing? When, when will you return? Feel, feel my heart expanding You and your alien arms All my earthly dreams are shattered, I'm so tired I quit Take me forever, it doesn't matter Deep inside of your ship. La, la la la la la landing. Please, oh oh won't you return? Feel, see your blue lights are flashing, You and your alien arms Deep in the forest I whirl like I did as a little girl Let my eyes rise in the sky looking for you Oh you know, I would go anywhere at all 'Cause no star is too far with you, with you La, la la la la la landing. Please, oh oh won't you return? Feel, feel my heart expanding, You and your alien arms All my earthly dreams are shattered, I'm so tired I quit Take me forever, it doesn't matter Deep inside of your ship Land, land Oh I am waiting for you, Oh I am waiting for you, oh I am waiting for you, Waiting for you to take me up by my starry spine Ohhhh ohhhh with your distant fingers Oh I'm waiting for you, waiting for you, Oh I am waiting for you
Radio Ethiopia / Abyssinia Oh I'll send you a telegram Oh I have some information for you Oh I'll send you a telegram Send it deep in the heart of you Deep in the heart of your brain is a lever Oh deep in the heart of your brain is a switch Oh deep in the heart of your flesh you are clever Oh honey you met your match in a bitch Deep in the heart of Deep in the heart of ??? There will be no famine in my existence I merge with the people of the hills Oh people of Ethiopia Your opiate is the air that you breathe All those mint bushes around you Are the perfect thing for your system Aww clean clean it out You must rid yourself from these, these animal fixations You must release yourself From the thickening blackmail of elephantiasis You must divide the wheat from the rats You must turn around [and look oh God] When I see Brancusi His eyes searching out the infinite abstract spaces In the [radio] rude hands of sculptor Now gripped around the neck of a [duosonic] ??? [I swear on your eyes no pretty words will sway me] ??? Oh look at me aah ??? cannot move ahh so much aahh everything I am ??? possible Aah ??? Feel so fucked up ??? much too I know I know ??? ??? ??? ??? tell him to get out of here go down to the sea ??? if he would just tell me he appreciates Brancusi's ??? space the sculptor's mallet has been taken in place ??? every time I see ???
Chiklets ( CD Bonus Track )
Don't worry we'll find it Keep it really sexy and like dark in a really damp cave Last night last night I woke up from a dream Came face to face with my face facing a tombstone teeth Man called Chiklets came down through the ages Desperate beauty of a middle weight boxer Came beating the force field With the elegant grace of a He was trying to get a perfect grip but there was no absolute grip He was a sailboat a glass bottom boat In the bottom of the boat he was coming down Through the ages Seeing waxy molten liquor spillin' down The two spiney eye o' the village the spinal eye All of his victims find the eye the tip It was living in his victim like a question mark He hovered over him what do you want from him? What do you want from him? What do you want from him? ??? I think that there was an actual um I think there was an actual connection in the cave I just can't imagine I just can't imagine the connection going down there I can't imagine a connection at all Was it like a err Like a boxing ring With err gold ropes Soft very softest most desperate carrot Top Spinning And coming down Through the ages Forty-one BC Give yourself a fadeout
*** Thanx a lot to DillyDally & Martin for this one ***
Easter Till victory Raise the sky. We got to fly over the land, over the sea. Fate unwinds and if we die, souls arise. God, do not seize me please, till victory. Take arms. Take aim. Be without shame No one to bow to, to vow to, to blame. Legions of light, virtuous flight. Ignite, excite. And you will see us coming, V formation, through the sky. Film survives. Eyes cry. On the hill, hear us call through a realm of sound. Oh, oh-oh. Down and down. Down and round, oh, down and round. Round and round, oh, round and round. Rend the veil and we shall sail. The nail, the grail: That's all behind thee. In deed, in creed, the curve of our speed. And we believe that we will raise the sky. We got to fly over the land, over the sea. Fate unwinds and if we die, souls arise. God, do not seize me please, till victory. Victory. Till victory. [repeat] Space monkey Blood on the T.V., ten o'clock news. Souls are invaded, heart in a groove. Beatin' and beatin' so outta time. What's the mad matter with the church chimes? Here comes a stranger up on Ninth Avenue. Leanin' green tower, indiscreet view. Over the cloud, over the bridge, sensitive muscle, sensitive ridge of my space monkey. Sign of the time-time Space monkey, so outta line-line. Space monkey, sort of divine. And he's mine, mine, all mine. Pierre Clementi, snot full o' cocaine. The sexual streets, why it's all so insane. Humans are running, lavender room. Hoverin' liquid, move over moon for my space monkey. Sign of the time-time Space monkey, sort of divine-vine Space monkey, so out of line and he's mine, mine, oh he's mine (spoken) A stranger comes up to him; hands him an old, rusty Polaroid. It starts crumbling in his hands. He says, "Oh man, I don't get the picture. This is no picture. This is just...this just-a...this just-a... This is my jack-knife. This is my jack-knife. This is my jack-knife. This is my jack." [shriek] Rude excavation, landin' site. Boy hesitatin', jack-knife. He rips his leg open, so out of time. Blood and light runnin'. It's all like a dream. Light of my life, he's dressed in flame. It's all so predestined. It's all such a game for my space monkey. Sign of the time-time. Space monkey, sort of divine-vine. Space monkey, so out of line and it's all just space, just space. There he is, up in a tree. Oh, I hear him callin' down to me. That banana-shaped object ain't no banana. It's a bright, yellow U.F.O. And he's coming to get me. Here I go. Up, up, up, up, up, up, up ,up, up ... Oh, goodbye mama. I'll never do dishes again. Here I go from my body. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Help!
Because the night take me now baby here as I am pull me close, try and understand desire is hunger is the fire I breathe love is a banquet on which we feed come on now try and understand the way I feel when I'm in your hands take my hand come undercover they can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now because the night belongs to lovers because the night belongs to lust because the night belongs to lovers because the night belongs to us have I doubt when I'm alone love is a ring, the telephone love is an angel disguised as lust here in our bed until the morning comes come on now try and understand the way I feel under your command take my hand as the sun descends they can't touch you now, can't touch you now, can't touch you now because the night belongs to lovers ... with love we sleep with doubt the vicious circle turn and burns without you I cannot live forgive, the yearning burning I believe it's time, too real to feel so touch me now, touch me now, touch me now because the night belongs to lovers ... because tonight there are two lovers if we believe in the night we trust because tonight there are two lovers ... Ghost dance We shall live again, we shall live. What is it children that falls from the sky ? Tayi, taya, tayi, aye aye. Mannah from Heaven from the most high, Food from the father, tayi, taye aye. We shall live again, we shall live again, We shall live again, shake out the ghost dance. Peace to your brother, give and take peace, Tayi, taya, it leaves two feet One foot extended, snake to the ground, Wave up the Earth, one turn around. We shall live again, we shall live again, We shall live again, shake out the ghost dance. Stretch out your arms now tip and swing, Rude up thy bird, tayi, tayi. Threw out your shoe over the soil, Dust off the words that shaped from the tale. We shall live again, we shall live again, We shall live again, shake out the ghost dance. Here we are, Father, Lord, Holy Ghost, Bread of your bread, ghost of your host, We are the tears that fall from your eyes, Word of your word, cry of your cry. We shall live again, we shall live again, We shall live again. What is it, Father, in your eye, What is this wisdom, eyes of God, That makes me feel just what I need. You used to fly me the way to speed. What is it, Father, holy that night ? What is it, Father, that moves to the right ? What is it, Father, that is waiting in Heaven ? What is it, Father, that shapes from your hand ? What is it, Father, that makes me spin around ? What is it, Father, that brings me down What is it, Father, you can't tell what I like. What is it, Father, I just ride into space What is it, Father, I can tell you one night What is it, Father, I can tell what I like What is it, Father, are you into shape What is it, Father, are you calling today What is it, Father ... ??? Babelogue I haven't fucked much with the past, but I've fucked plenty with the future. Over the skin of silk are scars from the splinters of stations and walls I've caressed. A stage is like each bolt of wood, like a log of Helen, is my pleasure. I would measure the success of a night by the way by the way by the amount of piss and seed I could exude over the columns that nestled the P.A. Some nights I'd surprise everybody by skipping off with a skirt of green net sewed over with flat metallic circles which dazzled and flashed. The lights were violet and white. I had an ornamental veil, but I couldn't bear to use it. When my hair was cropped, I craved covering, but now my hair itself is a veil, and the scalp inside is a scalp of a crazy and sleepy Comanche lies beneath this netting of the skin. I wake up. I am lying peacefully I am lying peacefully and my knees are open to the sun. I desire him, and he is absolutely ready to seize me. In heart I am a Moslem; in heart I am an American; In heart I am Moslem, in heart I'm an American artist, and I have no guilt. I seek pleasure. I seek the nerves under your skin. The narrow archway; the layers; the scroll of ancient lettuce. We worship the flaw, the belly, the belly, the mole on the belly of an exquisite whore. He spared the child and spoiled the rod. I have not sold myself to God.
Rock'N'Roll Nigger Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore. Baby got big and baby get bigger. Baby get something. Baby get more. Baby, baby, baby was a rock-and-roll nigger. Oh, look around you, all around you, riding on a copper wave. Do you like the world around you? Are you ready to behave? Outside of society, they're waitin' for me. Outside of society, that's where I want to be. (Lenny!) Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore. You know she got big. Well, she's gonna get bigger. Baby got a hand; got a finger on the trigger. Baby, baby, baby is a rock-and-roll nigger. Outside of society, that's where I want to be. Outside of society, they're waitin' for me. (those who have suffered, understand suffering, and thereby extend their hand the storm that brings harm also makes fertile blessed is the grass and herb and the true thorn and light) I was lost in a valley of pleasure. I was lost in the infinite sea. I was lost, and measure for measure, love spewed from the heart of me. I was lost, and the cost, and the cost didn't matter to me. I was lost, and the cost was to be outside society. Jimi Hendrix was a nigger. Jesus Christ and Grandma, too. Jackson Pollock was a nigger. Nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger. Outside of society, they're waitin' for me. Outside of society, if you're looking, that's where you'll find me. Outside of society, they're waitin' for me. Outside of society. (Repeat) Privilege (Set me free) I see it all before me: the days of love and torment; the nights of rock-and-roll. I see it all before me. Sometimes my spirit's empty; don't have the will to go on. I wish someone would send me energy. Give me something. Give me something to give. Oh, God, give me something: a reason to live. My body is aching. Don't want sympathy. Come on. Come and love me. Come on. Set me free. Set me free. The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me through the path of righteousness for His name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me. Hey, Lord, I'm waitin' for you. Oh, God, I'm waitin' for you; waitin' to open Your ninety-eight wounds and be Thee, be Thee. Lead me, oh, lead me. Leave me something. Leave me something to live. Oh, God, give me something: a reason to live. I don't want no handout; no, not sympathy. Come on. Come and love me. Come on. Set me free. Set me free. Come on. Set me free Set me free... Oh, I'm so young, so goddamn young. Oh, I'm so young, so goddamn young. Oh, I'm so young, so goddamn. Set me free. In the presence of my enemies, Thou anointest my head with oil. My cup runneth over. Surely, goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life. And I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Ah, damn, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn. Here I am. We three (Every Sunday I will go down to the bar and leave him the guitar.) You say you want me. I want another. Say you dream of me. Dream of your brother. Oh, the stars shine so suspiciously for we three. You said when you were with me that nothing made you high. We drank all night together and you began to cry so recklessly. Baby, please, don't take my hope away from me. You say you want me. I want another, baby. You say you wish for me. Wish for your brother. Oh, the dice roll so deceptively for we three. It was just another Saturday and ev'rything was in the key of A. And I lit a cigarette for your brother. And he turned and heard me say so desp'rately, "Baby, please, don't take my hope away from me." You say you want me. I want another. You say you pray for me. Pray for your brother. Oh, the way that I see him is the way I see myself. So please stand back now and let time tell you. Oh, can't you see that time is the key that will unlock the destiny of we three? Every night on sep'rate stars, before we go to sleep, we pray so breathlessly. Baby, please, don't take my hope away from me. 25th Floor & High on rebellion We explore the men's room. We don't give a shit. Ladies' lost electricity; take vows inside of it. Desire to dance; Too startled to try. Wrap my legs 'round you, starting to fly. Let's explore up there, up there, up there, on the twenty-fifth floor. Circle all around me, coming for the kill, kill, kill oh kill me baby like a kamikaze heading for a spill. oh but it's all spilt milk to me. Desire to dance; Too startled to try. Wrap my legs 'round you, starting to fly. Let's soar up there, up there, up there, on the twenty-fifth floor. We do not eat flower of creation. We do not eat, eat anything at all. Love is, love was, love is a manifestation. I'm waiting for a contact to call. Love's war. Love's cruel. Love's pretty, love's pretty cruel tonight. I'm waiting here to refuel. I'm gonna make contact tonight. Love in my heart. The night to exploit. Twenty-five stories over Detroit, and there's more up there, up there, up there. stoned in space. zeus. christ. it has always been rock and so it is and so it shall be. Within the context of neo rock we must open up our eyes and seize and rend the veil of smoke which man calls order. Pollution is a necessary result of the inability of man to reform and transform waste. the transformation of waste the transformation of waste the transformation of waste the transformation of waste is perhaps the oldest pre-occupation of man. man being the chosen alloy, He must be reconnected—via shit, at all cost. inherent with(in) us is the dream of the task of the alchemist to create from the clay of man. And to re-create from excretion of man pure and then soft and then solid gold. all must not be art. some art we must disintegrate. positive (anarchy must exist.) in background: (i feel it swirling around me i feel it feeling no pain i'm waiting above for you baby i know that I'll see you up there i'm floating in a door backward on boundaries over this world i'm waiting above in the sky, dear upon a ??? ...) Easter
Easter Sunday, we were walking. Easter Sunday, we were talking. Isabel, my little one, take my hand. Time has come. Isabella, all is glowing. Isabella, all is knowing. And my heart, Isabella. And my head, Isabella. Frederick and Vitalie, savior dwells inside of thee. Oh, the path leads to the sun. Brother, sister, time has come. Isabella, all is glowing. Isabella, all is knowing. Isabella, we are dying. Isabella, we are rising. I am the spring, the holy ground, the endless seed of mystery, the thorn, the veil, the face of grace, the brazen image, the thief of sleep, the ambassador of dreams, the prince of peace. I am the sword, the wound, the stain. Scorned transfigured child of Cain. I rend, I end, I return. Again I am the salt, the bitter laugh. I am the gas in a womb of light, the evening star, the ball of sight that leads that sheds the tears of Christ dying and drying as I rise tonight. Isabella, we are rising. Isabella, we are rising . . .
Wave
Frederick The burns and the flames Hi hello wake from thy sleep God has given your soul to keep All of the power that burns in the flame Ignites the light in a single name Frederick name of care Fast asleep in a room somewhere Guardian angels lay(line?) A bed Shed their(your?) Light on the sleepy head I am a threshold yearning to sing Down with the the dancers having one last fling Here's to the moment when you said hello Cover my spirit are you ready let's go Hi hi hey hey Maybe I will come back someday now But tonight on the wings of a dove Up above to the land of love Now I lay me down to sleep Pray the Lord my soul to keep Kiss to kiss breath to breath My soul surrenders astonished to death Night of wonder for us to keep Set our sails shattered and deep After the rapture two hearts meet Mind(mine?) Entwined in a single beat Frederick you're the one As we journey from sun to sun All the dreams I waited (awaited?) So long for Fly tonight so long so long Bye bye hey hey Maybe we will come back some day now But tonight on the wings of a dove Up above to the land of love Frederick name of care High above in sky that's clear All the things i've been dreamin' of Are expressed in this name of love Bye bye hey hey Maybe we will come back some day now But tonight on the wings of a dove Up above...
*** Thanx a lot to Jean-François for this one *** Dancing Barefoot she is benediction she is addicted to thee she is the root connection she is connecting with he here I go and I don't know why I fell so ceaselessly could it be he's taking over me... I'm dancing barefoot heading for a spin some strange music draws me in makes me come on like some heroin/e she is sublimation she is the essence of thee she is concentrating on he, who is chosen by she here I go and I don't know why I spin so ceaselessly, could it be he's taking over me... [chorus] she is re-creation she, intoxicated by thee she has the slow sensation that he is levitating with she ... here I go and I don't know why, I spin so ceaselessly, 'til I lose my sense of gravity... [chorus] (oh god I fell for you ...) the plot of our life sweats in the dark like a face the mystery of childbirth, of childhood itself grave visitations what is it that calls to us? why must we pray screaming? why must not death be redefined? we shut our eyes we stretch out our arms and whirl on a pane of glass an afixiation a fix on anything the line of life the limb of a tree the hands of he and the promise that s/he is blessed among women. (oh god I fell for you ...) So you want to be so you want to be a rock & roll star well listen now to what I say get yourself an electric guitar and take some time and learn how to play and when hair's combed right and your pants are tight it's gonna be all right with time you go downtown to the agent man he won't let you down sell your soul to the company they're all waiting there to sell plastic wares and in a week or two if you make the charts the girls will tear you apart what you pay for these riches and fame well it's all a vicious game you're a little insane what you get is the public acclaim don't forget who you are you're a rock & roll star na na na na na . . . hey you. come here. get up. ah, this is the era where everybody creates. recognize my face? they call me broken glass. that's because of the sound ??? ??? what you pay for all these riches and fame well it's all a vicious game you're a little insane. well you're a little insane oh a little insane 'cause the thing that you gain is the public acclaim don't forget who you are don't forget who you are don't forget who you are you're a rock & roll star Hymn When I am troubled in the night he comes to comfort me. He wills me thru the darkness and the empty child is free to take his hand his sacred heart the heart that breaks the dawn. Amen. And when I think I've had my fill he fills up again. Revenge I feel upset. Let's do some celebrating. Come on honey, don't hesitate now. Needed you, you withdrew, I was so forsaken. Ah, but now the tables have turned, my move. I believe I'll be taking my revenge. Sweet revenge. I thought you were some perfect read-out. Some d-digital delay had obscured and phased my view of the wicked hand you played. Ah, the sands and hands of time have run out, run out, ah you better face it. Ah, this thing's run amok, this luck I do know how to replace it with revenge. Oh, sweet revenge. I gave you a wristwatch, baby. You wouldn't even give me the time of day. You want to know what makes me tick. Now it's me that's got precious little to say. For the ghosts of our love have dried have died. There's no use faking it. Ah, the spirits gonna close in on you tonight. High time I was taking my revenge. Sweet revenge. Revenge. Revenge. all the gold and silver couldn't measure up my love for you. it's so immaterial. i don't wait around for you. ??? ??? nobody gets anything. nobody gets nothing. no ??? don't leave me no space in your little boat you ain't gonna need no you ain't gonna need no little boat you are living on my time my dear. Revenge. Sweet revenge. Sweet sweet revenge. . . Citizen Ship I was nothing. It didn't matter to me. Ah, there were tags all over my sleeve. There was water outside the windows and children in the streets ??? rats with tags. Ain't got a passport. Ain't got my real name. Ain't got a chance, sport, at fortune and fame. And I walk these endless streets, won't you give me a lift. A lift. A lift. On your citizen ship. They were rioting in Chicago, movement in L.A. Sixty-eight it broke up the yardbirds. We were broke as well. Took it underground, M.C. borderline, up against the wall. The wall. The wall. Show your papers, boy. Citizen ship we got mem'ries. Stateless, they got shame. Cast adrift from the citizen ship, lifeline denied, exiled this castaway. Blind alley in New York City, in a foreign embrace. If you're hungry you're not too particular about what you'll taste. Men in uniform gave me vinegar, spoon of misery. But what the hell, I fell, I fell. It doesn't matter to me. Citizen ship we got mem'ries Citizen ship, we got pain. Cast adrift from the citizen ship, lifeline denied, exiled this castaway. I was caught like a moth with its wings outta sync. Cut the chord. Overboard. Just a refugee. Lady liberty, lend a hand to me, I've been cast adrift. Adrift. Adrift. Adrift. Adrift. Adrift. Adrift. On the citizen ship we got mem'ries Citizen ship, we got pain. Lose your grip on the citizen ship, you're cast, you're cast away. On the citizen ship you got mem'ry. Citizen ship you got pain. Citizen ship you got identity. A name. A name. A name. . . What's your name, son? What's your name? . . . What's your name? ??? Nothing. I got nothing. ??? Jersey. Give me your tired, your poor Give me your huddled masses your wartorn ??? Give me your wartorn and your ??? Lift up your ??? unto me. Ah, mythology. Seven ways of going I've got seven ways of going, seven wheres to be, seven sweet disguises, seven ways of serving Thee. Lord, I do extol Thee, for Thou has lifted me. Woke me up and shook me out of mine iniquity. Oh, I was undulating in the lewd impostered night. Steeped in a dream to rend the seams to redeem the rock of right. Swept through the seas of Galilee and the Seven Hills of Rome. Seven sins were wrung from the sight of me, lo I turned my neck toward home. Ah, I opened up my arms to You, and we spun from life to life, 'til you loosened me and let me go toward the everlasting light. In this big step I am taking seven seizures for the true. I got seven ways of going, seven ways of serving You. As I move thru seven levels As I move upon the slate As I declare to you The number of my moves As I speculate the eighth Seeking love without exception A light upon the swarm Seeking love without exception A saint in any form. Broken flag Nodding tho the lamp's lit low, nod for passers underground. To and fro she's darning, and the land is weeping red and pale. Weeping yarn from Algiers. Weeping yarn from Algiers. Weaving tho the eyes are pale, what will rend will also mend. The sifting cloth is binding, and the dream she weaves will never end. For we're marching toward Algiers. For we're marching toward Algiers. Lullaby tho baby's gone. Lullaby a broken song. Oh, the cradle was our call. When it rocked we carried on. And we marched on toward Algiers. For we're marching toward Algiers We're still marching for Algiers. Marching, marching for Algiers. Not to hail a barren sky. Sifting cloth is weeping red. The mourning veil is waving high a field of stars and tears we've shed. In the sky a broken flag, children wave and raise their arms. We'll be gone but they'll go on and on and on and on and on. Wave hi. hi. i was running after you for a long time. i i was watching you from. . . actually I've watched you for a long time. i like to watch you when you're walking back and forth on the beach. and the way your the way your cloth looks. i like i like to see the edges -the bottom of it- get all wet when you're walking near the water there. it's real nice to talk to you. i didn't. i-i-i-i-i . . . how are you? how are you? (oh albino) i saw i saw you from your balcony window and you were standing there waving at everybody it was really great because there was about a billion people there, but when i was waving to you, uh, the way your face was, it was so, the way your face was it made me feel exactly like we're it's not that you were just waving to me, but that we were we were waving to each other. really it was really wonderful i really felt happy it really made me happy and. um. i. i just wanted to thank you because you you really really you made me you made me feel good and oh i, it's nothing. i um. i. well i'm just clumsy. yeah. no, it's just a bandaid. no, it's ok. oh no, i'm always doing something's always happening to me yeah. well. i'll be seein' ya. goodbye. bye. wave thou art pretty. wave thou art high wave thou are music wave thou are white (oh albino) (oh albino) wave thou art high (wave thou art pretty) wave to the city wave goodbye. goodbye sir. goodbye papa.
Dream of life
People have the power I was dreaming in my dreaming of an aspect bright and fair and my sleeping it was broken but my dream it lingered near in the form of shining valleys where the pure air recognized and my senses newly opened I awakened to the cry that the people / have the power to redeem / the work of fools upon the meek / the graces shower it's decreed / the people rule The people have the power The people have the power The people have the power The people have the power Vengeful aspects became suspect and bending low as if to hear and the armies ceased advancing because the people had their ear and the shepherds and the soldiers lay beneath the stars exchanging visions and laying arms to waste / in the dust in the form of / shining valleys where the pure air / recognized and my senses / newly opened I awakened / to the cry Refrain Where there were deserts I saw fountains like cream the waters rise and we strolled there together with none to laugh or criticize and the leopard and the lamb lay together truly bound I was hoping in my hoping to recall what I had found I was dreaming in my dreaming god knows / a purer view as I surrender to my sleeping I commit my dream to you Refrain The power to dream / to rule to wrestle the world from fools it's decreed the people rule it's decreed the people rule LISTEN I believe everything we dream can come to pass through our union we can turn the world around we can turn the earth's revolution we have the power People have the power ... Going under Sun is rising on the water Light is dancing again Let's go under where the sun beams Let's go under my friend Are we sleeping Are we dreaming Are we dancing again Is it heaven Crack it open and we'll slide down its stream We can hold on (I'm sure) To the sea's foaming mane It will serve us We'll surface and we'll plunge back again Sun is rising on the water Light is dancing like a flame There's no burning where the sun beams Oh it's such a lovely game Does the sea dream (I'm sure) We are here, we attend We are bells on the shore where the tolling suspends Who will decide the shape of things The shift of being Who will perceive When life is new Shall we divide and become another Who is due for gift upon gift Who will decide Shall we swim over and over The curve of a wing Its destination ever changing Sun is rising on the water Light is dancing like a flame Let's go waltzing on the water Let's go under again Let's go under Going under
Up there down there Up there There's a ball of fire Some call it the spirit Some call it the sun Its energies are not for hire It serves man / It serves everyone Down there where Jonah wails in the healing water in the ready depths Twisting like silver swans No line of death no boundaries Up there The eye is hollow / The eye is winking The winds ablaze / Angels howling The sphinx awakens / But what can she say You'd be amazed Down there Your days are numbers Nothing to fear There will be trumpets There will be silence In the end the end Will be here just here Ahh the borders of heaven Are zipped up tight tonight The abstract streets The lights like some switched on Mondrian Cats like us are obsolete Hey Man don't breathe on my feet Thieves, poets we're inside out And everybody's a soldier Angels howl at those abstract lights And the borders of heaven Are zipped up tight tonight Up there There's a ball of fire Some call it the spirit Some call it the sun Its energies are not for hire It serves man / It serves everyone The air we breathe The flame of wisdom The earth we grind The beckoning sea It's no mystery / Not sentimental Ahh the equation / It's all elemental The world is restless Heaven in flux / Angels appear From the bright storm Out of the shadows Up there, down there But what can we say Man's been forewarned All communion is not holy Even those that fall They can prophet understanding It's all for man / It's for everyone It's up there, down there Everywhere / Everywhere Time for communion / Time for communion Talking communion ... Paths that cross
Speak to me Speak to me heart I feel a needing to bridge the clouds Softly go A way I wish to know A way I wish to know Oh you'll ride Surely dance In a ring Backwards and forwards Those who seek feel the glow A glow we will all know A glow we will all know On that day Filled with grace And the heart's communion Steps we take Steps we trace Into the light of reunion Paths that cross will cross again Paths that cross will cross again Speak to me Speak to me shadow I spin from the wheel nothing at all Save the need the need to weave A silk of souls that whisper whisper A silk of souls that whispers to me Speak to me heart all things renew hearts will mend round the bend Paths that cross cross again Paths that cross will cross again Rise up hold the reins We'll meet again I don't know when Hold tight bye bye Paths that cross will cross again Paths that cross Will cross again Dream of life Na na na na na Na na na na na I'm with you always You're ever on my mind In a light to last a whole life through Each way I turn the sense of you surrounds in every step I take In all I do Your thoughts your schemes captivate my dreams Everlasting, ever new Sea returns to sea And sky to sky In a life of dream am I When I'm with you Deep in my heart How the presence of you shines In a light to last a whole life through I recall the wonder of it all Each dream of life I'll share with you Sea returns to sea And sky to sky In a life of dream am I When I'm with you I'm with you always You're ever on my mind In a light to last a whole life through The hand above turns those leaves of love All and all a timeless view Each dream of life Flung from paradise Everlasting, ever new Dream of Life Dream Of Life Na na na na na Where duty calls In a room in Lebanon they silently slept They were dreaming crazy dreams in foreign alphabet Lucky young boys cross on the main The driver was approaching the American zone The waving of hands The tiniest train They never dreamed they'd never wake again Voice of the Swarm We follow we fall Some kneel for priests Some wail at walls Flag on a match head God or the law And they'll all go together Where duty calls United children Child of Iran Parallel prayers Baseball Koran I'll protect Mama I'll lie awake I'll die for Allah In a holy war I'll be a ranger I'll guard the streams I'll be a soldier A sleeping Marine Refrain In the heart of the ancient Ali smiles In the soul of the desert the sun blooms Awake into the glare of all out little wars Who pray to return to salute the coming and dying of the moon Oh sleeping sun Assassin in prayer laid a compass deep Exploding dawn and himself as well Their eyes for his eyes Their breath for his breath All to his end And a room in Lebanon Dust of scenes Erase and blend May the blanket of Kings Cover them and him Forgive them Father They know not what they do From the vast portals of their consciousness they're calling to you Looking for you ( I was ) In the medieval night 'Twas love's design And the sky was open like a Valentine All the lacy lights Where wishes fall And like Shakespeare's child I wished on them all Ahh to be your destiny was all that I pursued I could see the sights from the lofty heights But my heart obscured the view I was looking for you Looking for you What could I do I was looking for you Along the black river The ambassador jewels And you were reflected in all that I saw In the towers of gold In the wheel and wing Gripping my senses like an ancient claim Many is the time I knelt in the light appealing to all that I know Guide my eyes and steps that I may find love true Refrain Come on darlin' All that hearts desire was written before us In the medieval fire It was love's design In the glittering stars Like Shakespeare's child To be where you are From the Portobello Road To the Port of Marseilles Where the dervish turns Where the wild goats play Looking for you I was The Jackson song Little blue dreamer go to sleep Let's close our eyes and call the deep slumbering land that just begins When day is done and little dreamers spin First take my hand now let it go Little blue boy you're on your own Little blue wings as those feet fly Little blue shoes that walk across the sky May your path be your own But I'm with you And each day you'll grow He'll be there too And someday when you go We'll follow you As you go, as you go Little blue star that offers light Little blue bird that offers flight Little blue path where those feet fall Little blue dreamer won't you dream it all Refrain And in your travels you will see Warrior wings remember Daddy And if a mama bird you see Folding her wings will you remember me As you go, as you go As you go, as you go
Gone again Gone again Hey now man's own kin We commend into the wind Grateful arms grateful limbs Grateful soul he's gone again I have a winter's tale How vagrant hearts relent prevail Sow their seed into the wind Seize the sky and they're gone again Fame is fleeting God is nigh We raise our arms to him on night We shoot our flint into the sun We bless our spoils and we're gone we're gone Hey now man's own kin We commend into the wind Grateful arms grateful limbs Grateful heart he's gone again Here a man man's own kin He turned his back and his own people shot him And he fell on his knees Before the burning plane And he beheld fields of gold his land his sun And he arose his blood aflame The clouds pressed with hand prints stained One last breath The sky is high The hungry earth The empty vein The ashes rain Death's own bed Man's own kin Into the wind One last breath Hole in life Love knot tied Braid undone Child born The hollow horn Warrior cried A warrior died One last breath Lick of flame Spirit moaned Spirit shed The heavens fed Man's own kin Grips the sky And he's gone again Hey now man's own kin We lay down into the wind Grateful arms grateful limbs Grateful heart he's gone again Hey now man's own kin He ascends into the wind Grateful heart grateful limbs Grateful man he's gone again Beneath the southern Cross Oh To be Not anyone Gone This maze of being Skin Oh To cry Not any cry So mournful that The dove just laughs The steadfast gasps Oh To owe Not anyone Nothing To be Not here But here Forsaking Equatorial bliss Who walked through The callow mist Dressed in scraps Who walked The curve of the world Whose bone scraped Whose flesh unfurled Who grieves not Anyone gone To greet lame The inspired sky Amazed to stumble Where gods get lost Beneath The southern cross About a boy Toward another He has gone To breathe an air Beyond his own Toward a wisdom Beyond the shelf Toward a dream That dreams itself About a boy Beyond it all About a boy Beyond it all From the forest From the foam From the field That he had Known Toward a river Twice as blessed Toward the inn Of happiness About a boy Beyond it all About a boy Beyond it all From a chaos Raging sweet From the deep And dismal street Toward another Kind of peace Toward the great Emptiness About a boy Beyond it all About a boy Beyond it all ??? I stood among them I stood alone Boy boy Just a boy Just a little boy ??? Just a little boy Who will never grow My madrigal We waltzed beneath motionless skies All heaven's glory turned in your eyes We expressed such sweet vows Oh till death do us part Oh till death do us part Oh-oh We waltzed beneath God's point of view Knowing no ending to our rendezvous We expressed such sweet vows Oh till death do us part Oh till death do us part Oh-oh Oh till death do us part Oh till death do us part Oh-oh We waltzed beneath motionless skies All heaven's glory turned in your eyes You pledged me your heart Till death do us part You pledged me your heart Till death do us part Till death do us part Summer Cannibals I was down in Georgia Nothing was as real As the street beneath my feet Descending into air The cauldron was a-bubbling The flesh was lean And the women moved forward Like piranhas in a stream They spread themselves before me An offering so sweet And they beckoned and they beckoned Come on darling eat Eat the summer cannibals Eat eat eat You eat the summer cannibals Eat eat eat They circled around me Natives in a ring And I saw their souls a-withering Like snakes in chains And they wrapped themselves around me Ummm what a treat And they rattled their tales hissin' Come on let's eat Eat the summer cannibals Eat eat eat You eat the summer cannibals Eat eat eat I felt a rising in my throat The girls a-saying grace And the air the viscous air Pressed against my face And it all got too damn much for me Just got too damn rough And I pushed away my plate And said boys i've had enough And I laid upon the table Another piece of meat And I opened up my veins to them And said come on eat Eat the summer cannibals Eat eat eat You eat the summer cannibals Eat eat eat You eat the summer cannibals Eat eat eat You eat the summer cannibals Eat eat eat Cause I was down in Georgia Nothing was as real As the street beneath my feet Descending into hell So eat eat eat You eat eat eat You eat eat eat Eat eat eat Dead to the world Dead to the world my body was sleeping On my mind was nothing at all Come a mist an aire so appealing I'm here a whispering you summouned I called I formed me a presence whose aspect was changing Oh he would shift he would not shift at all We sat for a while he was very engaging And when he was gone I was gone on a smile With a strange way of walking And a strange way of breathing More lives than a cat That let me astray All in all he captured my heart Dead to the world and just Slipped away I heard me a music that drew me to dancing Lo I turned under his spell I opened my coat but he never came closer I bolted the door and whispered oh well With a strange way of walking And a strange way of breathing More lives than a cat That let me astray All in all he captured my heart Dead to the world and just Slipped away I laid in the rushes the air was upon me Wondering well I just couldn't discern Will he come back come back to me Oh I whispered will you ever return I was feeling sensations in no dictionary He was less than a breath of shimmer and smoke The life in his fingers unwound my existence Dead to the world alive I awoke With a strange way of walking And a strange way of breathing Less than a breath of shimmer and smoke The life in his fingers unwound my existence Dead to the world alive I awoke Alive I awoke Alive alive I awoke Alive I awoke Alive I awoke Alive I awoke I awoke Alive I awoke Alive alive-o Alive alive-o Wing I was a wing in heaven blue Soared over the ocean Soared over Spain And I was free Needed nobody It was beautiful It was beautiful I was a pawn Didn't have a move Didn't have nowhere That I could go But I was free I needed nobody It was beautiful It was beautiful And if there's one thing Could do for you You'd be a wing In heaven blue I was a vision In another eye And they saw nothing No future at all Yet I was free I needed nobody It was beautiful It was beautiful And if there's one thing Could do for you You'd be a wing In heaven blue And if there's one thing Could do for you You'd be a wing In heaven blue And if there's one thing Could do for you You'd be a wing In heaven blue Ravens Common fortune seeks us all And slips our binding rings We'll turn our heads And make us reel We'll bare our arms as wings Before our feet a feather drifts Beyond us it will fall Cause time will bid and make us rise Make ravens of us all My love he breathed the air of kings Yet fell beneath his luck And in his heart a yearning yet Before his time time shook All the gifts that God had gave And those by fate denied Gone to where all treasures laid And where the raven flies Oh there are places I agree Where I have yet to roam The Egyptian field The arctic sea where shadows Haunt and moan But none but sky I have to go Should I return to thee Gone to where the feather flies To all eternity But for a time I got more time Till I a raven be Cause time will bid and make us rise Make ravens of us all And time will bid and make us fly Make ravens of us all And time will bid and make us fly Make ravens of us all The wicked messenger ( Bob Dylan ) There was a wicked messenger From Eli he did come, With a mind that multiplied The smallest matter. When questioned who had sent for him, He answered with his thumb, For his tongue it could not speak, but only flatter. He stayed behind the assembly hall, It was there he made his bed, Oftentimes he could be seen returning. Until one day he just appeared With a note in his hand which read, "The soles of my feet, I swear they're burning." Oh, the leaves began to fallin' And the seas began to part, And the people that confronted him were many. And he was told but these few words, Which opened up his heart, "If you cannot bring good news, then don't bring any." Fireflies I been walking Wherefore am I walking I been walking If you see me walking A-walking a-walking If you see me walking Don't avert your eyes Don't turn away Don't turn away I'm coming to you Oh-oh oh oh Oh-oh oh to you Living in steps Till I can rest Living in steps Till I'm blessed by you I and I alone Can but do for you To twist in my hand The thorn of thy youth To draw thy seed To turn in birth Thy sighs (living in steps) Thy moans Till we can rest Living in steps Till I'm by you All I ever wanted I and I alone I will wash your feet And dry them with my hair I will give to you Every other tear Thy breath thy spear Thy season of mirth Seven steps Until I can rest Seven steps Til I am blessed by you All I ever wanted I wanted I wanted All I ever wanted I wanted for you Oh-wo-wo ... Oh-wo-wo ... All I ever wanted I wanted for you Five steps Till I can rest Five steps Till I'm blessed by you Four steps Till I can rest Four steps Till I'm blessed by you All I ever wanted I wanted I wanted All I ever wanted I wanted for you I and I alone Ghost of thy ghost Walk I will walk A burning stem To illume thy night (three steps...) Blood of my blood Bone of my bone (three steps...) Can but do for you I and I alone Two steps Till I can rest Two steps Till I'm blessed by you Oh oh oh ... Can but do for you I and I alone Oh oh oh ... Farewell reel It's been a hard time And when it rains It rains on me The sky just opens And when it rains It pours I walk alone Assaulted it seems By tears from heaven And darling I can't help Thinking those tears are yours Our wild love came from above And wilder still Is the wind that howls Like a voice that knows it's gone Cause darling you died And well I cried But i'll get by Salute our love And send you a smile And move on So darling farewell All will be well And then all will be fine The children will rise Strong and happy be sure Cause your love flows And the corn still grows And God only knows We're only given As much as the heart can endure But I don't know why But when it rains It rains on me The sky just opens And when it rains It pours But I look up And a rainbow appears Like a smile from heaven And darling I can't Help thinking that smile Is yours
Peace and Noise Waiting underground If you believe all your hope is gone Down the drain of your humankind The time has arrived You'll be waiting here as I was In a snow-white shroud Waiting underground There by the ridge be a gathering beneath the pilgrim moon Where we shall await the beat of your feet hammering the earth Where the great ones tremble In their snow-white shrouds Waiting underground If you seek the kingdom come, come along Waiting by the ridge there'll be a gathering Beneath the pilgrim moon Where the [railroad] thunders Oh where we shall await the beat of your feet hammering the earth And as the earth resounds where the great ones tremble And your humankind becomes as one And then we will arise In our snow-white shrouds When we'll be as one But until that day we will just await In our snow-white shrouds Waiting underground In our snow-white shrouds Waiting underground Waiting underground X6 Whirl away Hello friend i've come a-calling Passively stationed Active patrol Sliding in at high noon like some reluctant sheriff Not want to get involved in it all Who stands guard for each other Why must we guard anything at all Anything at all From the earth's four corners the people are calling Forming equations but the questions are hard All men are brothers killing each other And mother earth is wringing in wonder Who stands guard for each other Why must we guard anything at all Anything at all Whirl away now X3 Whirl away There's a cross on the road There's a great mill turning Some seeking answers Some born to dancers You can hold on the blade and turn around forever Be flung into space into another kind of grace Who stands guard for each other Why must we guard anything at all Anything at all Whirl away now X3 Whirl away Whirl away now X3 Whirl away [?] Some giveth their hand Some giveth their land Some giveth their life You lay in the fields of grain The staff of life all around you But yet you, you will cut someone down for their possessions Some material thing And our children are being blown away like wishes in the wind For the sake of their coat Or the colors of their coat Or the color of their skin Or the name on their shoes And the mother cries "Why they taken my son?" And the father wonders "Are they taking my boy?" He extended his hand He gave them his land He gave them his bread He gave them his heart Said hello friend Hello friend X4 1959 Listen to my story. Got two tales to tell. One of fallen glory. One of vanity. The world's roof was raging, but we were looking fine; 'Cause we built that thing and it grew wings, in Nineteen-Fifty-Nine. Wisdom was a teapot; Pouring from above. Desolation angels Served it up with Love. Ignitin'[g strife] like every form of light, then moved by bold design, slid in that thing and it grew wings, in Nineteen-Fifty-Nine. It was Blood, shining in the Sun; First: Freedom! Speeding the american claim: Freedom; Freedom; Freedom; Freedom! China was the tempest; [And] Madness overflowed. [The] Lama was a young man, and [he] watched his world in flames. Taking Glory down by the edge of clouds; It was a cryin'[g] shame. Another lost horizon. Tibet the fallen star. Wisdom and compassion Crushed, in the land of Shangri-La. But in the land of the Impala, honey, well, we were lookin' Fine, 'cause we built that thing and it grew wings; In Nineteen-Fifty-Nine. 'Cause we built that thing and it grew wings; In Nineteen-Fifty-Nine. It was the best of times, it's [was] the worst of times; In 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959. It was the best of times; It was the worst of times. [In] Nineteen-Fifty-Nine. Spell ( "footnote to howl" by allen ginsberg ) Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! The world is holy! The soul is holy! The skin is holy! The nose is holy! The tongue and cock and hand and asshole holy! Everything is holy! everybody's holy! everywhere is holy! everyday is in eternity! Everyman's an angel! The bum's as holy as the seraphim! the madman is holy as you my soul are holy! The typewriter is holy the poem is holy the voice is holy the hearers are holy the ecstasy is holy! Holy Peter holy Allen holy Solomon holy Lucien holy Kerouac holy Huncke holy Burroughs holy Cassady holy the unknown buggered and suffering beggars holy the hideous human angels! Holy my mother in the insane asylum! Holy the cocks of the grandfathers of Kansas! Holy the groaning saxophone! Holy the bop apocalypse! Holy the jazzbands marijuana hipsters peace & junk & drums! Holy the solitudes of skyscrapers and pavements! Holy the cafeterias filled with the millions! Holy the mysterious rivers of tears under the streets! Holy the lone juggernaut! Holy the vast lamb of the middle class! Holy the crazy shepherds of rebellion Who digs Los Angeles IS Los Angeles! Holy New York Holy San Francisco Holy Peoria & Seattle Holy Paris Holy Tangiers Holy Moscow Holy Istanbul! Holy time in eternity holy eternity in time holy the clocks in space holy the fourth dimension holy the fifth International holy the Angel in Moloch! Holy the sea holy the desert holy the railroad holy the locomotive holy the visions holy the hallucinations holy the miracles holy the eyeball holy the abyss! Holy forgiveness! mercy! charity! faith! Holy! Ours! bodies! suffering! magnanimity! Holy the supernatural extra brilliant intelligent kindness of the soul!
Don't Say Nothing Lower the thing the skin of a cat Skin it to the left just laying there No other thing is luck like that And you set it said it said nothing Went to the party very discouraged I watched the litter pile like a wall I looked at the river just couldn't forgive it It was ladened with all kinds of shit Still I admit that I didn't say nothing I turned my back walked away Got to face the fact that I didn't say nothing Everyone was dancing I stood over in the corner I was listening they were saying this and saying that And putting this one down but nothing was delivered Nothing good was coming I just stood there I couldn't believe it but I didn't say nothing I walked the floor then I looked away Got to face the fact that I didn't say nothing How long how long will we make do Maybe it's time to break on through Gonna lift my skirts gonna straighten up Gonna get well I'm gonna do something Gonna face the fact gonna give it back And I'm gonna do something won't hold my tongue Won't hold the thought won't hold the card Well I'm gonna do something Oh my brain I got to complain You can refrain but I'm gonna do something How long how long will we make do Maybe it's time to break on through Out in the desert I saw that old cat skinned I saw it floating in the river I saw and no one seemed to mind They sat there they sat there watching the sun I saw it float away and I watched the buildings crumble Like dust in the hand and we watched the sun Spread its wings and fly away And in the mountains a cry echoes Don't say nothing Don't say nothing no Don't say nothing no
Dead City This dead city longs to be This dead city longs to be free Seven screaming horses Melt down in the sun Building scenes on empty dreams And smoking them one by one This dead city longs to be This dead city longs to be living Is it any wonder there's squalor in the sun With their broken schemes and their lotteries They never get nowhere Is it any wonder they're spitting at the sun God's parasites in abandoned sites and they never have much fun If I was a blind man Would you see for me Or would you confuse The nature of my blues And refuse a hand to me Is it any wonder crying in the sun Is it any wonder I'm crying in the sun Well I built my dreams on your empty scenes Now I'm burning them one by one This damn city this dead city Immortal city Motor city Suc-cess city Longs to be Longs to be Free Free Free
Blue Poles Mother as I write the sun dissolves Blood life streaming cross my hand And these words, these words Hope dashed immortal hope Hope streaking the canvas sky Blue poles infinitely winding, as I write, as I write Blue poles infinitely winding, as I write, as I write We joined the long caravan Hungry dreaming going west Just for work just to get a job And we never got lucky We just forged on And the dust the endless dust Like a plague it covered everything Hal fell with the fever And mother I did what I could Blue poles infinitely winding, as I write, as I write Blue poles infinitely winding, as I write, as I write We prayed we prayed for rain I never wanted to see the sun again All my dresses you made by hand We left behind on the road Hal died in my arms We buried him by the river Blue poles infinitely winding, as I write, as I write Blue poles infinitely winding, as I write, as I write
Death Singing In the straw-colored light In light rapidly changing On a life rapidly fading Have you seen death singing Have you seen death singing With a throat smooth as a lamb Yet dry as a branch not snapping He throws back his head And he does not sing a thing mournful Have you seen death singing Have you seen death singing Have you seen death singing In the straw-colored light He sings a black embrade And white opals swimming In a child's leather purse Have you seen death swimming Have you seen death swimming With a throat smooth as a lamb Yet dry as a branch not snapping He throws back his head And he does not sing a thing mournful Have you seen death singing Have you seen death singing Have you seen death singing In the straw-colored light He sings of youth enraged And the burning of Atlanta And these viral times And May ribbons streaming And straw-colored curls a-turning A mother's vain delight And woe to the sun And woe to the young Another hearse is drawn Have you seen death singing In the straw-colored light
Memento Mori the fans were whirlin' like the blades of a 'copter liftin' into the skies above some foreign land soaked with the bodies of so many friends. Johnny waved he was on his way home he waved goodbye to his comrades in arms, and all the twisted things he'd seen. he waved goodbye and the blades hit something maybe just Fate, but the blades hit the 'copter went up in flames and Johnny never went marchin' home Johnny never went marchin' home they took his name and they carved it on a slab of marble with several thousand other names all the fallen idols the apples of their mother's eye just another name meanwhile back on that burning shore Johnny's comrades stood speechless they looked with uh-uh-uh-uh disbelieving eyes as those bits of metal and the embers the embers of his eyes fanned out into the air black dust flames oh Johnny! some day they'll make a movie about you and in the making of that movie some mad apocalypse it will become even stranger than the simple act just a boy going up up up just a boy going up in flames in the smoke just another life just another breath and who'll remember oh eternity now as eternal as a sheet of marble eternal as a slab on a green hill and your name and all your fallen brothers and all the ones not cut all the ones remembered only in the hearts a mother a father a brother a sister a lover a son a daughter shall not shall not fade shall not fade your ancestors salute you and the gods of your ancestors salute you having having been formed by the minds of your ancestors the gods of your ancestors salute you having been formed by your ancestors the gods of your ancestors salute you they draw you in they draw you through they draw they draw you through that golden door mornin' boy [come on in boy] we remember you we conceived of you we conceived of your breath we conceived of the whole human race and we conceived it to be a beautiful thing like a tulip bending in the wind sometimes it comes back to us in the form of a handful of dust comes back in the form of a smitten child our raped daughters, ah the broken bones souls cleaved from hearts they come back to us and our hands are filled with their rotting tissues but we turn not our backs we press our lips into their cancer into the dust into the remains of each one and that love is there and will greet you, will greet you mornin' boy [come on in boy] it's eternal love well here, go ahead, run through that flame awww man, running through your mind you took a cat, you took a life, you took it by the tail and you swirled it around your head and you thrashed it, you smashed the life out of it and you knew that it would be your own but you wanted to feel, you wanted to feel it die because you know you would feel your own you would feel your own but you're remembered! you're remembered! you're remembered DEAD! you're remembered DEAD! you're remembered DEAD! we remember we remember we remember everything everything
Last Call In a mansion high the young man stood Ready to join his companions good Outside the scent of magnolia blossoms Down streets of gold the children were racing Just another wandering soul Adrift among the stars Just another human heart Led, led away He put his shoes on and he laid down Outside the clouds were swiftly gathering He drained his cup and his stirred the mixture And he closed his eyes as his conscience whispered Just another wandering soul Adrift among the stars Just another human heart Led, led away Misgivings unspoken he joined his companions His face covered over in a mansion high Outside the children gazed in wonder At the quickening sky then slowly disbanded Thirty-nine wandering souls Adrift among the stars Thirty-nine human hearts Led, led away His burning skin cooled by angels Swallowing sorrows excretion It's all excretion Felled by his hand of the mind of another man Who makes the decisions Lends no provisions for mere eternal rides Learning of course every alien force Even Christ yearns to be To possess the skin And bone the blood of man Who tends the flock who breaks the bread Who makes his own choices Won't listen to voices Accept no false teachers False preachers, good deeders With their hands out stretched To be filled with your money Your mind, your heart, your imagination Sympathy, empathy Acknowledge all man as fellow creation But don't follow him Don't be led away
Gung Ho One voice In the garden of consciousness In fertile mind there lies the dormant seed When blooming as charity Conscience breathes a sigh of relief The confessions of sleep The awakening seed Moved by love to serve We celebrate all Merit in life Ah, the confessions of sleep Unfolding peace As we extend According to need And you will hear the call All action great and small Received joyfully Heaven abounds Let love resound If he be mute Give him a bell If he be blind, an eye It he be down, a hand Lift up your voice Lift up your voice Lift up your voice Give of your mind one mind Give of your heart one heart Give of your voice One voice Lo and beholden I was alone and content in my world Dancing on air You sent to me a message that said I like your style Will you come to the temple tonight And dance for me there I pledge to you all that you wish The moon and the stars Lo and beholden Why don't you give it up Lo and beholden Come on you know it's true Lo and beholden Oh I'm beholden to you In the palace there was wild reverie And the look in your eyes As I dropped veil after veil Was drunken desire The dove calls and God notes it all The naked truth Here is my veil the seventh and last It will cost you Lo and beholden Why don't you give it up Lo and beholden Come on you know it's true Lo and beholden Oh I'm beholden to you The royal word has passed The prophet's head is all I ask For beauty and the naked truth It will cost you Lo and beholden Why don't you give it up Lo and beholden Come on you know it's true Lo and beholden Oh I'm beholden to you Boy cried wolf Oh the story's told been told retold From the sacred scriptures to the tabloids All the fuss and fight none above a whisper The soul of gold the belly of a boy Well they drew him from the forest Like they draw blood Tied him to a tree like St. Sebastian And he turned his head and let the arrows fly Through the trees, the trees The ornamental leaves Boy cried wolf Wolf don't come Wolf within Boy cried wolf In the ancient mold they're dancing down Calling to the moon but it don't answer And they fell on their knees and passed the bowl around And the blood the blood the sacramental blood Boy cried wolf Wolf don't come Wolf within Boy cried wolf I am the body I am the stream I am the wake of everything They bring me flowers that are myself Garlands of blood that are myself Slain the lamb that is himself Torn reborn the cries of our dismay Are nothing to the wind but whose to mind Kings are lifted up and kings are thrown Lost received retrieved The human tide Innocence had its day Innocence had its day Innocence innocence Persuasion What is the system that gets around Recruits hearts with its timeless rhythm The young glow but old men know It's all a part of some crazy schism Coming on like the dawn unrelenting light Streets thick with its radiating It's all aglow but we all know True love is so complicated Feeling funny don't know why On a plane circling high Equation persuasion It's just persuasion What is the body that has nobody Go through life with nobody at all It come and go where the wind blow When persuasion come to call Got me reeling don't know why I'm on a plane circling high Equation persuasion Got the feeling I'm running in place Caught in the orbit of the human race Equation persuasion It's just persuasion It's jut persuasion It's just persuasion What is the body that has nobody What is the rise without the fall What is illusion without beauty What is the system that's no system at all Hey scout there's no equation You can't prepare for the heart's invasion You can't prepare for the heart's invasion Love is its own Gone pie Hey there Come and take a walk with me Stroll into infinity We'll stroll along Until the dawn is gone Midnight take it to the twilight Just a little slice of light Let's turn it off and on off and on Strolling ain't it wonderful Into a light that lingers On and on, on and on Strolling ain't it wonderful Stars fall for we two Bathed in a light of our own Oh life Much too great to sacrifice Come and have another slice Ah life goes on and on Oh life May you live a long life May you live a long life May you live a long life China bird
One fine day these words I pray Will breathe a truth Within yourself upon a shelf A life anew So many roads It's hard to know what to do All your dreams All it seems Is as you choose For destiny my china bird Is calling for you The world turns The flame burns Bright and true Near and far Where you are Guiding you china bird The open skies Are yearning for you If they say it's not that way Hold your view With my love fly above A light anew Oh spread your wings The open sky Is calling to you china bird My heart is yearning for you If you fly away I'll be waiting come what may All my love a fragile ray For you for you Glitter in their eyes It's been a while since I've seen your face It's been a while since I've walked this place I see the monkeys riding on their bikes Racing through the impossible night You say you're feeling like a new tree Man they'll cut you from limb to limb Pick your pocket with such delight Shake it to the right Shake it in the light Oh can't you see the glitter The glitter in their eyes Oh can't you see the glitter The glitter in their eyes Genius stalking in new shoes Have you got WTO blues Dust of diamonds Making you sneeze Kids on rollers ready for Running through the junkyards Breezing through the halls Racing through the malls Walking through the walls They'll strip your mind Just for fun Quoth the raven Yum yum yum Children children everywhere Selling souls for souvenirs They've been sold out like as not Just for chunks of Ankgor Vat They'll trade you up Trade you down Your body a commodity Our sacred stage Has been defaced Replaced to grace The marketplace Dow is jonesing at the bit 42nd Disney Street Ragged hearts unraveling Look out kids The gleam the gleam All that glitters Is not all that glitters Is not all that glitters Strange messengers I looked upon the book of life Tracing the lines of face after face Looking down at their naked feet Bound in chains bound in chains Chains of leather chains of gold We knew it was wrong but we looked away And paraded them down the colonial streets And that's how they became enslaved They came across on the great ships Mothers separated from their babes Husbands stood on the auction block Bound in chains bound in chains Chains of leather chains of gold Men knew it was wrong but they looked away And led them to toil in fields of white As they turned their necks to a bitter landscape Oh the people I hear them calling Am I not a man and a brother Am I not a woman and a sister History sends us such strange messengers They come down through time To embrace to enrage And in their arms even stranger fruit And they swing from the trees With their vision in flames Ropes of leather ropes of gold Men knew it was wrong but they looked away Messengers swinging from twisted rope As they turned their necks to a bitter landscape Oh the people I hear them calling Am I not a man and a brother Am I not a woman and a sister We will be heard we will be heard Grateful Ours is just another skin That simply slips away You can rise above it It will shed easily It all will come out fine I've learned it line by line One common wire One silver thread All that you desire Rolls on ahead Like a ship in a bottle Held up to the sun Sails ain't going nowhere You can count every one Until it crashes unto the earth And simply slips away You can hide in the open Or just disappear Ours is just a craving And a twist of the wrist Will undo the stopper With abrupt tenderness Die little sparrow And awake Singing It all will come out fine I've learned it line by line One common wire One silver thread All that you desire Rolls on ahead Upright come Hail brother The distant thunder Is nothing but hearts Beating as one Dance of a million On God's pavilion Come come Beat on your drum Awake people arise Awake upright come Fortune is falling like Tears from the skies Open your eyes Hail sister Come on over To shape reshape Things to come Bow your head Raise your lantern Come come Beat on your drum Awake people arise Awake upright come Fortune is falling like Tears from the skies Open your eyes United action is what we need Time to say that everything is going to be Wasted icons wasted lives Like war obsolete Awake people arise Awake upright come Fortune is falling like Tears from the skies Open your eyes These are the times The times of our own These are the shapes The world we formed Swift is the arrow Dark is the thorn The slate is clean The future awaits Awake New party You say hey The state of the union Is fine fine fine I got the feeling that you're lying Lying lying lying I think we need Think we're gonna need A new party They say to me They say what's the word I say it's thunderbird I say it's thunderbird Why don't you Fly fly fly Fly away hey And while you're at it Why don't you Fertilize my lawn Why don't you Fertilize my lawn With what's running from your mouth Running from your mouth Hey listen here We got to get off Our ass or get burned The world's troubles Are a global concern Does your child have Fresh water to drink Wherever you are Wherever you are you're invited To think about this When in the course Of human events It becomes necessary To take things into your own hands To take the water from the well And declare it tainted by greed We got to surely clean it up Clean our house Our inner house Our outer house Left right And hey by the way The human event Is the party of the century And you're all invited It's where you are Wherever you are 'Cause this party Is for everyone And the price of admission Is love one another Love brother Libbie's song If it wasn't for your golden hair I would not be belonely If it wasn't for your golden hair I would not be alone If it wasn't for your piercing stare I would not be belonely If it wasn't for your piercing stare I would not be alone I would not waltz in a widow's line What was yours would not be mine If it wasn't for your golden hair I would not be alone You courted me with princely airs Said you'd love me only Kiss the ribbons in my hair Said darling come and fly Flower of the Calvary You swept me off my saddle Lifted me into your life A soldier's wife was I You marched proudly for the horn I prayed for your swift return I waited for you so forlorn 'Ere to be alone I longed for you, I longed to die I was so belonely The pillow's bare by my side And yet I shall abide For heaven has aset for me Companion for eternity So kiss the ribbons in my hair Say darling come and fly If it wasn't for your golden hair I would not be alonely If it wasn't for your golden hair I would not be alone Gung ho On a field of red one gold star Raised above his head Raised above his head He was not like any other He was just like any other And the song they bled Was a hymn to him Awake my little one The seed of revolution Sewn in the sleeve Of cloth humbly worn Where others are adorned Above the northern plain The great birds fly With great wings Over the paddy fields And the people kneel And the men they toil Yet not for their own And the children are hungry And the wheel groans There before a grass hut A young boy stood His mother lay dead His sisters cried for bread And within his young heart The seed of revolution sewn In cloth humbly worn While others are adorned And he grew into a man Not like any other Just like any other One small man A beard the color of rice A face the color of tea Who shared the misery Of other men in chains With shackles on his feet Escaped the guillotine Who fought against Colonialism imperialism Who remained awake While others slept Who penned like Jefferson Let independence ring And the cart of justice turns Slow and bitterly And the people were crying Plant that seed that seed And they crawled on their bellies Beneath the giant beast And filled the carts with bodies Where once had been their crops And the great birds swarm Spread their wings overhead And his mother dead And the typhoons and the rain The jungles in flames And the orange sun None could be more beautiful Than Vietnam Nothing was more beautiful Than Vietnam And his heart stopped beating And the wheel kept turning And the words he bled Were a hymn to them I have served the whole people I have served my whole country And as I leave this world May you suffer union And my great affection Limitless as sky Filled with golden stars The question is raised Raised above his head Was he of his word Was he a good man For his image fills the southern heart With none but bitterness And the people keep crying And the men keep dying And it's so beautiful So beautiful Give me one more turn Give me one more turn One more turn of the wheel One more revolution One more turn of the wheel
Trampin'
Jubilee Oh glad day to celebrate 'Neath the cloudless sky Air so sweet Water pure Fields ripe with rye Come one, come all Gather round Discard your Sunday shoes Come on now Oh my land Be a jubilee Come on girl Come on boy Be a jubilee Oh my land Oh my good People don't be shy Weave the birth of harmony With children's happy cries Hand in hand We're dancing around In a freedom ring Come on now Oh my land Be a jubilee Come on girl Come on boy Be a jubilee We will never fade away Doves shall multiply Yet I see hawks circling the sky Scattering our glad day With debt and despair What good hour Will restore our troubled air? Come on people Gather round You know what to do Come on people Oh my land What be troubling Oh my land What be troubling What be troubling What be troubling you We are love and the future We stand in the midst of fury and weariness Who dreams of joy and radiance? Who dreams of war and sacrifice? Our sacred realms are being squeezed Curtailing civil liberties Recruit the dreams that sing to thee Let freedom ring Freedom ring Freedom ring Jubilee Oh my land Oh glad day Oh my land Hear our cry Freedom ring Oh glad day Oh my land Jubilee Jubilee Mother Rose Mother rose Every little morn' To tend to me There she stood Waiting by the door Selflessly Took my hand Took it with a smile tenderly Mother rose Every little morn' To tend to me Now's the time To turn the view Now that I have you And I'll rise Every little morn' To tend to thee When you rise Open up your eyes You will see There I'll be Waiting by the door Come to me Take my hand Look into your heart There I'll be Now's the time To turn the view Now that I have you Now's the time To turn the view Now that I have you Roses growing by my door Climbing up the vine All the thorns and pain obscured Roses shall divine Where we feel no pain And the love inside Where roses climb Roses shall divine Roses shall divine Holy mother Mother of gold Mother with stories Told and retold She felt our tears Heard our sighs And turned to gold Before our eyes She rose into the light She rose into the light She rose into the light Stride Of The Mind I took a walk out to the sun But I just, just couldn't take it I followed a dream It was circular But I just, just could not fake it Step to the left the left the left Step to the right the right the right Pick up the sign the sign the sign For a stride of the mind the mind Simon of the desert blew into town On the scalding tail of a bright cold wind Slipped through the sand Footprints emerged Where no one was walking Simon had been Dropped from heaven To a ready made world Said I'm no Sufi But I'll give it a whirl We booked passage on the Book of the Dead Time to travel Simon said Step to the left the left the left Step to the right the right the right Pick up the sign the sign the sign On the stride of the mind the mind the mind Come on move where dreams increase Where every man is a masterpiece If you want to be counted As another kind And you're true, pursue Stride of the mind the mind the mind... He bowed three times Removed his fez Pointed to heaven And Simon says The mind the mind the mind Pick up the sign the mind the mind It's a vertical climb the climb the climb Stride of the mind the mind the mind Pick up the sign the sign the sign It's a vertical climb the climb Take it in stride Cartwheels Come my one, look at the world Bird beast butterfly Girls sing notes of heaven Birds lift them up to the sky Spring is departing Spring is departing Her thoughts are darting like a rabbit Like a rabbit 'cross the moon Shines of light over your hair As boys croon Pretty in pink It makes me wonder What could ever bring you down I see tears falling From those eyes of brown Hearing a voice, you turn your head You vanish into the mist Of your thoughts And I Want to grasp What brings you down Open up those eyes of brown The world is changing Your heart is growing Hearing a voice you turn your head Girls turn by ones, by twos Notes pour bad and tender Eradicate your blues The good world The good world Come my one, look around you Bird, beast, butterfly Girls sing notes from heaven Birds lift them up to the sky I see brown eyes That see girls turning Girls turning Cartwheels The good world The good whirl The good world The good whirl Come my one, look at your world Don't let it bring you down Come on open for me Those eyes of brown I see girls turning Cartwheels Cartwheels Cartwheels... Gandhi I had a dream Mr. King If you'll beg my pardon I was trespassing A sacred garden And the blossoms fell And they dropped like candy And nature cried Gandhi Gandhi And nature cried Gandhi Gandhi When he was a boy He was afraid of the dark His mother would fast And pray at his feet And the lamp burned as he slept Slept as he dreamed He was dreaming of his sisters Dressed in white muslin Dressed in white muslin Dancing in a ring He was afraid of the dark And the lamp burned And his mother fasted And prayed as he slept Dreaming of blossoms They were burning his throat He had eaten flowers Fell burning Flowers fell burning From the young girls' hair He was whispering Into his god's ear Let the children be so Let the children be so And the lamplight flickered flickered And his mother withered like Job And he lay there dreaming And the blossoms fell And Tilak's trumpet Proceeded to call And the blossoms fell And they dropped like candy And the people cried Gandhi Gandhi... I had a dream Mr. King If you'll beg my pardon I was trespassing The sacred garden And the blossoms fell Well, they dropped like candy And nature cried Gandhi Gandhi Hey little man Awake from your slumber Get 'em with the numbers Get 'em with the numbers He was frail and shy And the cast of his mind Was mercurial Was mercurial As the sacred verbs Scrawled In the dust On the floor On the floor Long live revolution And the spinning wheel And a handful of salt And a handful of salt The untouchables Dropped like candy They called to him Gandhi Gandhi The children of god With hands full of candy They called to him Gandhi Gandhi Feel our woes Man of the giving Rejoin the living Rejoin the living Awake from the net Where you've been sleeping And their climbing climbing The flowing hair And the golden flowers Of the young girls Well they dropped all around They dropped like candy And people cried Gandhi Gandhi Awake little man Awake from your slumber And get 'em with the numbers Get 'em with the numbers One Two Three Four hundred Thousand million people People People... Awake from your slumber Awake from your slumber Awake from your slumber And get 'em with the numbers Get 'em with the numbers Long live revolution And the spinning wheel Awake awake Is the mighty appeal Oh, people awake Awake from your slumber And get 'em with the numbers Get 'em with the numbers I had a dream Mr. King If you'll beg my pardon I was trespassing The sacred garden And the blossoms fell Dropped like candy And nature called Gandhi Gandhi Gandhi Gandhi Awake from your slumber Awake from your slumber And get 'em with the numbers Get 'em with the numbers Trespasses Life is designed With unfinished lines That another sings Each story unfolds Like it was gold Upon a ragged wing The bold and the fair Suffer their share He whispered to his kin All of my debts Left with regrets I'm sorry for everything Trespasses stretch like broken fences Winding as they may Trespasses stretch like broken fences Hope to mend them one day And she pinned back her hair Shouldered with care The burdens that were his Mending the coat That hung on the post In heart remembering Trespasses stretch like broken fences Winding as they may Trespasses stretch like broken fences Hope to mend them one day And her time was to come Called to her son This your song to sing All of our debts Wove with regrets Upon a golden string And he found the old coat Hung on a post Like a ragged wing And took as his own The sewn and unsown Joyfully whistling
My Blakean Year In my Blakean year I was so disposed Toward a mission yet unclear Advancing pole by pole Fortune breathed into my ear Mouthed a simple ode One road is paved in gold One road is just a road In my Blakean year Such a woeful schism The pain of our existence Was not as I envisioned Boots that trudged from track to track Worn down to the sole One road is paved in gold One road is just a road Boots that tramped from track to track Worn down to the sole One road was paved in gold One road was just a road In my Blakean year Temptation but a hiss Just a shallow spear Robed in cowardice Brace yourself for bitter flack For a life sublime A labyrinth of riches Never shall unwind The threads that bind the pilgrim's sack Are stitched into the Blakean back So throw off your stupid cloak Embrace all that you fear For joy shall conquer all despair In my Blakean year So throw off your stupid cloak Embrace all that you fear For joy shall conquer all despair In my Blakean year
Cash Here we go around again Curve of life spiraling Everything we've ever known As the seed of life gets blown And the miracle of time When will that time just end Remember, you decide Take that vow Grab that ring It's not a whim Not a whim When you be cashing in Try to turn your life around And all the things you do resound And then you can't loose control Say your time has come and then Hard to pinpoint find the seam Where that one time ends Where that time begins Remember, you decide Take that vow Take a stand Grab that ring It's not a whim It's not a whim It's only time That you're cashing in In the white noise of desire We can't hear a single thing Floating round the fragile bough Afflictions of the human soul Its beauty immaterial You decide Stand along The fallen ones Take revenge Defeated sons Rend that coat From seam to seam It's only time It's only time That you spend You spend It's only time You spend Its only time You spend It's only life That you're cashing in Peaceable Kingdom Yesterday I saw you standing there With your hand against the pane Looking out the window At the rain And I wanted to tell you That your tears were not in vain But I guess we both knew We'd never be the same Never be the same Why must we hide all these feelings inside? Lions and lambs shall abide Maybe one day we'll be strong enough To build it back again Build the peaceable kingdom Back again Build it back again Why must we hide all these feelings inside? Lions and lambs shall abide Maybe one day we'll be strong enough To build it back again Build the peaceable kingdom Back again Maybe one day we'll be strong enough To build it back again Build the peaceable kingdom Build it back again Build the peaceable kingdom Build it back again Radio Baghdad Suffer not Your neighbor's affliction Suffer not Your neighbor's paralysis But extend your hand Extend your hand Lest you vanish in the city And be but a trace Just a vanished ghost And your legacy All the things you knew Science, mathematics, thought Severely weakened Like irrigation systems In the tired veins forming From the Tigris and Euphrates In the realm of peace All the world revolved All the world revolved Around a perfect circle City of Baghdad City of scholars Empirical humble Center of the world City in ashes City of Baghdad City of Baghdad Abrasive aloof Oh, in Mesopotamia Aloofness ran deep Deep in the veins of the great rivers That form the base Of Eden And the tree The tree of knowledge Held up its arms To the sky All the branches of knowledge All the branches of knowledge Cradling Cradling Civilization In the realm of peace All the world revolved Around a perfect circle Oh Baghdad Center of the world City of ashes With its great mosques Erupting from the mouth of god Rising from the ashes like a speckled bird Splayed against the mosaic sky Oh, clouds around We created the zero But we mean nothing to you You would believe That we are just some mystical tale We are just a swollen belly That gave birth to Sinbad, Scheherazade We gave birth Oh, oh, to the zero The perfect number We invented the zero And we mean nothing to you Our children run through the streets And you sent your flames Your shooting stars Shock and awe Shock and awe Like some, some Imagined warrior production Twenty-first century No chivalry involved No Bushido Oh, the code of the West Long gone Never been Where does it lie? You came, you came Through the west Annihilated a people And you come to us But we are older than you You come you wanna You wanna come and rob the cradle Of civilization And you read yet you read You read Genesis You read of the tree You read of the tree Beget by god That raised its branches into the sky Every branch of knowledge Of the cradle of civilization Of the banks of the Tigris and the Euphrates Oh, in Mesopotamia Aloofness ran deep The face of Eve turning What sky did she see What garden beneath her feet The one you drill You drill Pulling the blood of the earth Little droplets of oil for bracelets Little jewels Sapphires You make bracelets Round your own world We are weeping tears Rubies We offer them to you We are just Your Arabian nightmare We invented the zero But we mean nothing to you Your Arabian nightmare City of stars City of scholarship Science City of ideas City of light City City of ashes That the great Caliph Walked through His naked feet formed a circle And they built a city A perfect city of Baghdad In the realm of peace And all the world revolved And they invented And they mean nothing to you Nothing to you Nothing Go to sleep Go to sleep my child Go to sleep And I'll sing you a lullaby A lullaby for our city A lullaby of Baghdad Go to sleep Sleep my child Sleep Sleep... Run Run... You sent your lights Your bombs You sent them down on our city Shock and awe Like some crazy t.v. show They're robbing the cradle of civilization They're robbing the cradle of civilization They're robbing the cradle of civilization Suffer not The paralysis of your neighbor Suffer not But extend your hand Trampin' I'm trampin', trampin' Try'n-a make heaven my home I'm trampin trampin Try'n-a make heaven my home... I've never been to heaven But I've been told Try'n-a make heaven my home That the streets up there Are paved with gold Try'n-a make heaven my home I'm trampin trampin Try'n-a make heaven my home I'm trampin trampin Try'n-a make heaven my home...
Twelve Are You Experienced? ( Jimi Hendrix cover ) If you can just get your mind together Then come on across to me We'll hold hands and then we'll watch the sun rise From the bottom of the sea But first Are you experienced Have you ever been experienced Well, I have Well I know, I know You'll probably scream and cry That your little world won't let you go But who in your measly little world Are you trying to prove that you're made out of gold And, huh, can't be sold So, huh, are you experienced Have you ever been experienced Well, I have Ah, let me prove it to you Hurrah I awake from yesterday Alive but the war is here to stay So my darling and me Decide to take our last walk Through the noise to the sea Not to die but to be re-born Away from a life so battered and torn Oh say Can you see its really such a mess Every inch of earth is a fighting nest Giant pencil and lip-stick tube shaped things Continue to rain and cause screaming pain And the arctic stains from silver blue to bloody red As our feet find the sand And the sea is straight ahead Straight ahead Well it's too bad Trumpets and violins I can-uh Hear in the distance I think they're callin' our name Maybe now you can't hear them but you will, you will If you just take hold of my hand Are you experienced Have you ever been experienced Well, I have Not necessarily stoned But beautiful Everybody Wants To Rule The World ( Tears for Fears cover ) Welcome to your life There's no turning back Even while sleep We will find you Acting on your best behaviour Turn your back on mother nature Everybody wants to rule the world It's my own design It's my own remorse Help me to decide Help make the Most of freedom and of pleasure Nothing ever lasts forever Everybody wants to rule the world There's a room where the light won't find you Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down When they do I'll be right behind you So glad we've almost made it So sad they had fade it Everybody wants to rule the world I can't stand this indecision Married with a lack of vision Everybody wants to rule the Say that you'll never never need it One headline why believe it Everybody wants to rule the world All for freedom and for pleasure Nothing ever lasts forever Everybody wants to rule the world Helpless ( Neil Young Cover ) There is a town in north Ontario With dream comfort memory to spare And in my mind I still need a place to go All my changes were there Blue, blue windows behind the stars Yellow moon on the rise Big birds flying across the sky Throwing shadows on our eyes Leave us Helpless, helpless, helpless Helpless, helpless, helpless Helpless, helpless, helpless Helpless, helpless, helpless Blue, blue windows behind the stars, Yellow moon on the rise, Big birds flying across the sky, Throwing shadows on our eyes. Leave us Helpless, helpless, helpless Baby can you hear me now The chains are locked And tied across the door Baby, sing with me somehow Cause I'm Helpless, helpless, helpless Helpless, helpless Helpless, helpless Baby, sing with me somehow Gimme Shelter ( The Rolling Stones cover ) Oh, a storm is threatening My very life today If I don't get some shelter Oh yeah, I'm gonna fade away War, children It's just a shot away It's just a shot away War, children It's just a shot away It's just a shot away Oh, see the fire is sweeping Our very street today Burns like a red coal carpet Mad bull lost his way War, children It's just a shot away It's just a shot away War, children It's just a shot away It's just a shot away Rape, murder! It's just a shot away It's just a shot away Rape, murder! It's just a shot away It's just a shot away Rape, murder! It's just a shot away It's just a shot away Shot away, ah! Oh the floods is threatening My very life today Come on gimme shelter Or I'm gonna fade away War, children It's just a shot away It's just a shot away It's just a shot away It's just a shot away It's just a shot away It's just a shot away I tell you love, sister It's just a kiss away It's just a kiss away It's just a kiss away It's just a kiss away It's just a kiss away Kiss away, kiss away Love It's just a kiss away... Within You Without You ( The Beatles cover ) We were talking about the space between us all And the people who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion Never glimpse the truth, then it's far too late, when they pass away We were talking about the love we all could share When we find it, to try our best to hold it there with our love With our love, we could save the world, if they only knew Try to realise it's all within yourself No one else can make you change And to see you're really only very small And life flows on within you and without you We were talking about the love that's gone so cold And the people who gain the world and lose their soul They don't know, they can't see, are you one of them When you've seen beyond yourself then you may find Peace of mind is waiting there And the time will come when you see we're all one And life flows on within you and without you White Rabbit ( Jefferson Airplane Cover ) Dear, dear! How queer everything is today And yesterday things went on just as usual Let me think... One pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you Don't do anything at all Go ask Alice When she's ten feet tall And if you go chasing rabbits And you know you're going to fall Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar Has given you the call Call Alice When she was just small When the men on the chessboard Get up and tell you where to go And you've just had some kind of mushroom And your mind is moving low Go ask Alice I think she'll know When logic and proportion Have fallen sloppy dead And the White Knight is talking backwards And the Red Queen's "off with her head!" Remember what the dormouse said "Feed your head. Feed your head. Feed your head" I'm getting smaller I don't know, I don't know It's travelling... Changing Of The Guards ( Bob Dylan cover ) Sixteen years Sixteen banners united over the field Where the good shepherd grieves Desperate men Desperate women divided spreading their wings Beneath falling leaves fortune calls I stepped forth From the shadows to the marketplace Merchants and thieves, hungry for power My last deal gone down She's smelling sweet Like the meadows where she was born On midsummer's eve near the tower The cold-blooded moon The captain waits above the celebration Sending his thoughts To a beloved maid Whose ebony face Is beyond communication The captain is down But still believing That his love will be repaid They shaved her head She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo A messenger arrived With a black nightingale I seen her on the stairs And I couldn't help but follow Follow her down past the fountain Where they lifted her veil I stumbled to my feet I rode past destruction in the ditches With the stitches still mending Beneath a heart-shaped tattoo renegade priests And treacherous young witches Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to you The palace of mirrors Where dog soldiers are reflected the endless road And the wailing of chimes the empty rooms Where her memory is protected where the angel's voices Whisper to the souls of previous times She wakes him up Forty-eight hours later The sun is breaking near broken chains Mountain laurel and rolling rocks She's begging to know What measures he now will be taking He's pulling her down And she's clutching on to his long golden locks Gentlemen, he said I don't need your organization I've shined your shoes I've moved your mountains and marked your cards But Eden is burning Either brace yourself for elimination Or else your hearts must have the courage For the changing of the guards Peace will come with tranquillity And splendor on the wheels of fire But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating Between the King and the Queen of Swords The Boy In The Bubble ( Paul Simon cover ) It was a slow day And the sun was beating On the soldiers by the side of the road There was a bright light A shattering of shop windows The bomb in the baby carriage Was wired to the radio These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all, oh yeah The way we look to a distant constellation Dying in a corner of the sky These are the days of miracle and wonder Don't cry baby, don't cry, don't cry It was a dry wind And it swept across the desert And it curled into the circle of birth And the dead sand Falling on the children The mothers and the fathers And the automatic earth These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all, oh yeah The way we look to a distant constellation Dying in a corner of the sky These are the days of miracle and wonder Don't cry baby, don't cry, don't cry It's a turn-around jump shot It's everybody jump start It's every generation throws a hero up the pop charts Medicine is magical and magical is art The Boy in the Bubble And the baby with the baboon heart And I believe these are the days of lasers in the jungle Lasers in the jungle somewhere Staccato signals of constant information A loose affiliation of millionaires and billionaires and These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all, oh yeah The way we look to a distant constellation Dying in a corner of the sky These are the days of miracle and wonder Don't cry baby, don't cry, don't cry Soul Kitchen ( The Doors cover ) Well, the clock says it's time to close now I guess I'd better go now I'd really like to stay here all night The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes Street lights share their hollow glow Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise Still one place to go Still one place to go Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen Warm my mind near your gentle stove Turn me out and I'll wander baby Stumbling in the neon groves Well your fingers weave quick minarets Speak in secret alphabets I light another cigarette Learn to forget, learn to forget Learn to forget, learn to forget Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen Warm my mind near your gentle stove Turn me out and I'll wander baby Stumbling in the neon groves Well the clock says it's time to close now I know I have to go now I really want to stay here All night, all night, all night Smells Like Teen Spirit ( Nirvana cover ) Load up on guns and bring your friends It's fun to lose and to pretend She's over bored and self assured Oh no, I know a dirty word Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello! With the lights out, it's less dangerous Here we are now, entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now, entertain us A mulatto An albino A mosquito My libido Yeah I'm worse at what I do best And for this gift I feel blessed Our little group has always been And always will until the end Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello! With the lights out, it's less dangerous Here we are now, entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now, entertain us A mulatto An albino A mosquito My Libido Yeah And I forget just why I taste Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile I found it hard, it was hard to find Oh well, whatever, nevermind Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello! The empty hand of innocence Transfusing street of the sorrows And children of the wood Hounded, shredding off veils Unwinding all the sheets of the dead world droning Overturning tables Laden with silver sacrificial birds Beating goatskin drums Advancing With hands outstretched And we keep filling them with mercury Nitrate, asbestos Baby bombs blasting blue Scavengers picking through the ashes Children of the mills Children of the junkyards Sleepy, illiterate, fuzzy little rats Haunted, paint-sniffing Stoned out of their shaved heads Forgotten, foraging Mystical children Foul-mouthed Glassy-eyed Hallucinating Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? With the lights out, it's less dangerous Here we are now, entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now, entertain us A mulatto An albino A mosquito My Libido Ah nirvana A mosquito My Libido Oh my libido Again, again, again... Midnight Rider ( The Allman Brothers Band cover ) Well, I've got to run to keep from hiding And I'm bound to keep on riding And I've got one more silver dollar But I'm not gonna let them catch me, no Not gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider And I don't own the clothes I'm wearing And the road goes on forever And I've got one more silver dollar But I'm not gonna let them catch me, no Not gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider And I've gone by the point of caring Some old bed I'll soon be sharing And I've got one more silver dollar But I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no Not gonna let them catch the midnight rider But I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no Not gonna let them catch the midnight rider... Pastime Paradise ( Stevie Wonder cover ) They've been spending most their lives Living in a pastime paradise They've been spending most their lives Living in a pastime paradise They've been wasting most their lives Glorifying days long gone behind They've been wasting most their days In remembrance of ignorance oldest praise Who of them will come to be How many of them are you and me Dissipation Race Relations Consolation Segregation Dispensation Isolation Exploitation Mutilation Mutations Miscreation Confirmation To the evils of the world They've been spending most their lives Living in a future paradise They've been spending most their lives Living in a future paradise They've been looking in their minds For the day that sorrow's gone from time They keep telling of the day When the Savior of love will come to stay Who of them will come to be How many of them are you and me Proclamation Of race relations Immigration Integration Verification of revelations Acclamation World salvation Vibrations Stimulation Confirmation To the peace of the world They've been spending most their lives Living in a pastime paradise They've been spending most their lives Living in a pastime paradise They've been spending most their lives Living in a future paradise Oh future paradise We've been spending too much of our lives Living in a pastime paradise Oh pastime paradise Oh let's start living for the future Oh future paradise Let's start living our lives Living for the future Oh future paradise Praise to our lives Living for the future Oh future paradise Shame to anyones lives Living in a pastime paradise Oh pastime paradise Let's start living our lives Living for the future Oh future paradise Let's start living our lives Living for the future Oh future paradise
Banga
Amerigo We were going to see the world In this land we placed baptismal fonts And an infinite number were baptized And they called us Caribee Which means men of great wisdom Where are you going And are you going anywhere Where are we going Send me a letter If you go at all Ah the salvation of souls But wisdom we had not For these people had neither king nor lord And bowed to no one For they have lived in their own liberty Where are you going And are you going anywhere Going in circles Going in circles anywhere I saw and knew the inconstant shifting of fortune And now I write to you Words that have not been written Words from the New World Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Tracing the circles Moving across my eyes Lying on the ship And gazing at the western sky Tracing lazy circles in the sky Hey wake up Wake up Where are you going And are you going anywhere Where are you going Send me a letter If you go at all It's such a delight to watch them dance Free of sacrifice and romance Free of all the things that we hold dear Is that clear Your Excellency And I guess it's time to go but I gotta send you just a few more lines From the New World Tracing the circles Moving across my eyes Lying on the ship And gazing at the western sky Tracing lazy circles in the sky Tracing lazy circles in the sky Tracing lazy circles And the sky opened And we laid down our armor And we danced naked as they Baptized in the rain Of the New World April Fool Come, be my April Fool Come, you're the only one Come, on your rusted bike Come, we'll break all the rules We'll ride like writers ride Neither rich nor broke We'll race through alleyways In our tattered cloaks so Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Come, be my April Fool Come, we'll break all the rules We'll burn all of our poems Add to God's debris We'll pray to all of our saints Icons of mystery We'll tramp through the mire When our souls feel dead With laughter we'll inspire Then back to life again Come, be my April Fool Come, you're the only one Be my April Fool You're the only one Come, come Be my April Fool Come, come We'll break all the rules Fuji-San Oh mountain of our eyes What do you see The girl with the omen dice Bowing to thee Mortal soldiers clear the path Shake the omen tree Oh, mountain of our eyes Oh, hear our plea Oh, hear our plea See the five fingers laid Like a hand in blue Climb in sideways of the pure Together glimpse of you Together glimpse of you Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin The great lake, the white shoot Your white ???, divine, oh divine Oh, mountain of mine Oh Fuji-san For a planning Into the blue Into the great mist Into the bright Into your light Oh, mountain of our eyes We're calling you Will you hear our cries What will the poor boy do What will the poor girl do We're calling to you Oh Fuji-san Oh, mountain of our eyes What do you see The girl with the omen dice Shaking the tree Shaking the omen tree This Is The Girl This is the girl for whom all tears fall This is the girl who was having a ball Just a dark smear masking the eyes Spirited away, buried in sighs This is the girl that crossed the line This is the song of the smothering vine Twisted as laurel to crown her head Laid as a wreath upon her bed This is the girl This the blood that turned into wine This is the wine of the house it is said This is the girl who yearned to be heard So much for cradling a smouldering bird Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin This is the girl This is the girl This is the girl for whom all tears fall This is the Girl who was having a ball This is the laurel to crown her head This is the wine of the house it is said This the blood that turned into wine This is the wine of the house it is said This is the girl who cried to be heard So much for cradling a smouldering bird This is the Girl This is the girl This is the girl Banga Loyalty rests in the heart of a dog Don't set all your eggs on the back of a frog You can lick it twice but it won't lick you And salivating salvation gone so long so Loyalty lifts and we don't know why And the paw is pressed against the nerve of the sky You can leave him behind but he won't leave you And the road to Heaven is true, true blue Say Banga Say Say Banga Say Loyalty lives and we don't know why And his paws are pressed to the spine of the sky You can leave him twice, but he won't leave you And the way to Heaven is true, true blue Say Banga Say Banga Say Banga Say Banga Loneliness lifts when you open the night Pilate awaits, as Jesus Christ Forget him not, won't forget about you The way to Heaven is blue, boo hoo Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Say Banga Say Banga Loyalty shifts if you carry a load Ah, don't shit it out in a golden commode You can kick him twice, it'll erode Night is a mongrel, believe or explode, say On the lonely night On a golden road Night is a mongrel Believe or explode Maria At the edge of the world Where you were no one Yet you were the girl The only one At the edge of the world In the desert heat One shivering star Sweet, indiscreet Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin I knew you When we were young I knew you Now you're gone In a little narcissus pool Drowned by a spell We saw ourselves Raw, excitable I knew you When we were young I knew you Now you're gone We didn't know The precariousness Of our young powers All the emptiness Wild wild hair Sad sad eyes White shirt black tie You were mine You grabbed the ring Off the carousel Time going From heaven to hell I knew you Mosaic Last night in Konya a voice carried me To the pulpit of the arrow, did you hear it too The oracle was written on a silver leaf Last night I read the words, did you read them too Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Precious heart, precious seed Precious life conceived In the ring of fire In the sleep of peace Nothing stops desire For the human beat Last night was a rapture In a mosaic skies Dropping shards of love Dropping shards of love Precious heart, precious seed Precious life conceived In the ring of fire In the sleep of peace Nothing stops desire For the human beat I hunger for the cooling flame I hunger for the infinite game Last night in Konya a voice carried me To the pulpit of the arrow, did you hear it too The oracle was written on a silver leaf Last night I read the words, did you read them too Devour me, yeah devour me Oh precious heart, oh precious seed Oh precious heart that beats In a ring of fire In a sleep of peace Nothing stops The human beat The human beat Tarkovsky (The Second Stop is Jupiter) The eternal son runs to the mother She smoothes his brow and bids him Drink from her well of hammered mist Come along sweet lad, fog rises from the ground The falling soot is just the dust of a shivering gem The black moon shines on a lake White as a hand in the dark She lifts the lamp to see his face The silver ladle of his throat The boy the beast and the butterfly The sea is a morgue, the sea is a morgue The needle and the gun These things float in blood that has no name The telegraph poles are crosses on the line Rusted pins not enough saviors to hang She blesses the road The ??? and the noose of vine And waits beneath the triangle Formed by Mercury, an evening star The fifth planet with its blistering sore And the soaring eagle above and to the west The boy, the beast and the butterfly Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin She walks across a bridge of magpies Her hollow tongue fills the brightness with water And in the wink of an eye One planet with a glittering womb One white crow one diamond head Big as a world, big as a world The boy, the beast, the butterfly Quivering above the sore The blistering sore of the fifth planet Wait, stop, don't forget, don't forget How I played with you How I kissed away your tears Don't forget The white mouth of the sun smiles On his beautiful tongue The seed of flight Nine Night a nine of diamonds A woman lay and cries At the sister of Mercy On a Sabbath day Night a nine of diamonds As revealers commence To shiver as she bore In a babe, a radiance Brave in constant motion Wherein perfection brews Darkness as his brother Mischief as his moon Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Summoning beneath With his gypsy moves Yearning as the foal So shy and beautiful Every card he drew Had a different face Lingering and lost Unholy holy ghosts I tend to play them all He spoke with confidence Another kind of strange To shift in loneliness He sought not for himself The empire he would find Save the golden womb He enters in his mind We will die a little The rogues whistling Nine blue-eyed sailors Tip their caps to him As he passes through them More vagabond than king With diamonds on his sleeves Like a harlequin
Seneca Oh chariot of insect Oh crown of wind Two royal leopards run with him On a golden lead of tapered vine Oh the blood sky, oh the blood sky Vine of a god running wild Oh golden seed who made the winged child Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Run, run my little one Run out to sea Run, run my little one What do you seek The canvas is high The scheme of a life Written in the wind The pen, the knife Run my little one Breathe a hymn Breathe my little one A hymn to him To him The master is calling, calling The canvas is high The scheme of a life Written in the wind The pen, the knife Run, run out to sea Run my little one What do you seek If you were his eyes If you were his dreams The whole of the sky could not contain you So run, run, run out to sea Run my little one Breathe a hymn for him For thee Constantine's Dream In Arezzo I dreamed a dream Of Saint Francis who kneeled and prayed For the birds and the beasts and all humankind All through the night I felt drawn in by him And I heard him call Like a distant hymn I retreated from the silence of my room Stepping down the ancient stones washed with dawn And entered the basilica that bore his name
And I heard him, I heard him speak And the birds sang sweetly And the wolves licked his feet But I could not give myself to him I felt another call from the basilica itself The call of art, the call of man And the beauty of the material drew me away And I awoke, and beheld upon the wall The dream of Constantine The handiwork of Piero della Francesca Who had stood where I stood With his brush stroked The Legend of the True Cross And he envisioned Constantine advancing to greet the enemy But as he was passing the river An unaccustomed fear gripped his bowels An anticipation so overwhelming that it manifested in waves Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin All through the night a dream drew toward him As an advancing Crusade He slept in his tent on the battlefield While his men stood guard And an angel awoke him Constantine within his dream awoke And his men saw a light pass over the face of the King The troubled King And the angel came and showed to him The sign of the true cross in heaven And upon it was written In this sign shall thou conquer In the distance the tents of his army were lit by moonlight But another kind of radiance lit the face of Constantine And in the morning light The artist, seeing his work was done Saw that it was good In this sign shall thou conquer He let his brush drop and passed into a sleep of his own And he dreamed of Constantine carrying into battle in his right hand An immaculate, undefiled and simple white Cross Piero della Francesca, as his brush stroked the wall Was filled with a torpor And fell into a dream of his own From the geometry of his heart he mapped it out He saw the King rise, fitted with armor Set upon a white horse An immaculate cross in his right hand He advanced toward the enemy And the symmetry, the perfection of his mathematics Caused the scattering of the enemy Agitated, broken, they fled And Piero della Francesca waking, cried out All is art, all is future Oh Lord, let me die on the back of adventure With a brush and an eye full of light But as he advanced in age The light was shorn from his eyes And blinded, he laid upon his bed On an October morning 1492, and whispered Oh Lord let me die on the back of adventure Oh Lord let me die on the back of adventure Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin And a world away, a world away On three great ships Adventure itself as if to answer Pulling into the New World And as far as his eyes could see No longer blind All of nature unspoiled, beautiful, beautiful In such a manner that would have lifted the heart of St. Francis Into the realm of universal love Columbus stepped foot on the New World And witnessed beauty unspoiled All the delights given by God As if an Eden itself, as if Eden had opened her heart to him And opened her dress And all of her fruit gave to him And Columbus so overwhelmed Fell into a sleep of his own All the world in his sleep All of the beauty All of the beauty entwined with the future The twenty-first century Advancing like the angel Advancing like the angel That had come to Constantine Constantine in his dream Oh this is your cross to bear Oh Lord, oh Lord let me deliver Hallowed adventure to all mankind In the future Oh art cried the painter Oh art, oh art cried the angel Art the great material gift of man Art that hath denied The humble pleas of St. Francis Oh thou Artist All shall crumble into dust Oh thou navigator The terrible end of man This is your gift to mankind This is your cross to bear And Columbus saw all of nature aflame The apocalyptic night And the dream of the troubled King Dissolved into light After The Gold Rush Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armor coming Saying something about a queen There were peasants singing and drummers drumming And the archer split the tree There was a fanfare blowing to the sun That was floating on the breeze Look at Mother Nature on the run In the nineteen seventies Look at Mother Nature on the run In the nineteen seventies Well, I dreamed I saw the silver space ships flying In the yellow haze of the sun There were children crying and colors flying All around the chosen ones Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin All in a dream, all in a dream The loading had begun They were flying Mother Nature's silver seed To a new home in the sun Flying Mother Nature's silver seed To a new home Look at Mother Nature on the run In the twenty-first century Look at Mother Nature on the run In the twenty-first century Look at Mother Nature on the run In the twenty-first century Look at Mother Nature on the run In the twenty-first century
Non AlbumS Tracks As The Night Goes By
( Dream Of Life CD Bonus )
Darlin' come under cover Another night to discover Let's slip where senses gather Let's drift between the sea and sky As the night goes by Sands shift Orchids so strange In the moonlight Brushing our faces Places where love blooms And dies While the night goes by Oh, and the spirits call Sun upon your shadows fall Tracing every breath we draw Come into my dreams Come into my dreams Darlin' let's go where the night goes Let's drift where senses gather Let's make this night last forever Into my dreams Into my dreams Darlin' let's go Where the night goes Time slips Oh darlin' how it flies When the night goes by All through the night Sirens call Come to me I'll come to you As the night softly goes by bye Midnight Moon on our shoulder Daybreak Another one older Darlin' heavenly blue Glories fade into view Let's go Under the stars That are beating Under the moonlight Stars shoot Dusk just a whisper Make this night Last forever Oh how I wonder Where the night goes Oh Let's wonder Where the night goes As the night goes By bye By Bye
Come Back Little Sheba
(Land LP) Come back little Sheba I hear them calling Open your ears Awake from thy sleep High above The stars are falling Open your arms And you shall receive The lights of the city So bold and flashing All of its riches Imparted to thee Robes of saffron Robes of standing A road of crimson Spread at your feet Your robes of standing Your robes of saffron Your road of crimson All pleasing to me But close your lights Close your gates I must arise My flock awaits Farewell little Sheba I hear them a'calling Here is your staff Tend to thy sheep Good wishes be with you If that be your calling Farewell little Sheba Arise and take leave
E-Bow The Letter
( With Michael Stipe in the album "New Adventures In Hi-Fi" )
Look up, what do you see? All of you and all of me Fluorescent and starry Some of them, they surprise The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m. This letter Fields of poppies, little pearls All the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed Each and every one a little scary I said your name I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars Hash bars, cherry mash and tin-foil tiaras Dreaming of Maria Callas Whoever she is This fame thing, I don't get it I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves I can take you far This star thing, I don't get it I'll take you over, there I'll take you over, there Aluminum, tastes like fear Adrenaline, it pulls us near I'll take you over It tastes like fear, there I'll take you over Will you live to 83? Will you ever welcome me? Will you show me something that nobody else has seen? Smoke it, drink Here comes the flood Anything to thin the blood These corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet Phone, eat it, drink Just another chink Cuts and dents, they catch the light Aluminum, the weakest link I don't want to disappoint you I'm not here to anoint you I would lick your feet But is that sickest move? I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow And who'd have thought tomorrow could be so strange? My loss, and here we go again I'll take you over, there I'll take you over, there Aluminum, tastes like fear Adrenaline, it pulls us near Look up, what do you see? All of you and all of me Fluorescent and starry Some of them, they surprise I can't look it in the eyes Seconal, spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene Cherry-flavored neck and collar I can smell the sorrow on your breath The sweat, the victory and sorrow The smell of fear, I got it I'll take you over, there I'll take you over, there Aluminum, tastes like fear Adrenaline, it pulls us near Pulls us near Tastes like fear.. Nearer, nearer over, over, over, over Yeah, look over I'll take you there, oh, yeah I'll take you there Oh, over I'll take you there Over, let me I'll take you there There, there, baby, yeah *** A big thanx to Rafet For this one ***
Higher Learning
(Land LP)
Little child lost - in the world Little boy - little girl Little child lost in the earth The seed drags you down Down deep into the earth Down deep Each time, each time we give Each time, We add a word We add a breath We cast a note We slide a bead Upon the necklace of all human knowledge In the world Let it come down Let it come down Oh my, mother, father, sister, brother, children Let it come down In the heart, coming down The earth, underground, they're waiting
Notes To The Future
(Land LP) Listen my children and you shall hear The sound of your own steps The sound of your hereafter Memory awaits and turns to greet you Draping its banner across your wrists Wake up arms Delicate feet For as one to march the streets Each alone, each part of another Your steps shall ring Shall raise the cloud And they that will hear will hear Will hear voice of the one And the one and the one As it has never been uttered before For something greater yet to come Then the hour of the prophets And their great cities For the people of Ninevah Fell to their knees Heeding the cry of Jonah United Covering themselves in sackcloth and ashes And called to their god And all their hearts were as one heart. And all their voices were as one voice. God heard them and his mind was moved. Yet something greater will come to pass. And who will call? And what will they call? Will they call to God? The air? The fowl? It will not matter, if the call is true. They shall call and this is known. One voice and each another Shall enter the dead, the living flower, Enter forms that we know not. To be felt by sea, By air, By earth And shall be an elemental pledge. This is our birthright. This is our charge. And we have given over to others. And they have not done well And the forests mourn. The leaves fall. Swaddling babes watch and wonder As the fathers of our spirit nations Dance in the street in celebration As the mountains turn pale from Their nuclear hand And they have not done well Now my children You must overturn the tables Deliver the future from material rule For only one rule should be considered The eleventh commandment To love one another And this is our covenant across your wrist This offering is yours To adorn, adore To bury To burn Upon a mound To hail To set away It is merely a cloth, Merely our colors, Invested with the blood of the people All their hopes and dreams. Our flag It has its excellence Yet it is nothing It shall not be a tyranny above us Nor should god Nor love Nor nature Yet we hold as our pleasure this tender honor That we acknowledge the individual And the common ground formed And if our cloth be raised and lowered Half mast What does it tell us? That an individual has passed Is saluted And mourned by his countrymen. This ritual extends to us all. For we are all the individual. No unknown. No insignificant one Nor insignificant labor Nor insignificant act of charity Each has a story to be told and retold Which shall be a glowing thread In the fabric of Man And the children shall march And bring the colors forward Investing within them The redeeming blood Of their revolutionary hearts.
Piss Factory
(Land LP) Sixteen and time to pay off I got this job in a piss factory inspecting pipe Forty hours thirty-six dollars a week But it's a paycheck, Jack. It's so hot in here, hot like Sahara You could faint in the heat But these bitches are just too lame to understand Too goddamned grateful to get this job To know they're getting screwed up the ass All these women they got no teeth or gum or cranium And the way they suck hot sausage But me well I wasn't sayin' too much neither I was moral school girl hard-working asshole I figured I was speedo motorcycle I had to earn my dough, had to earn my dough But no you gotta, you gotta [relate, babe,] You gotta find the rhythm within Floor boss slides up to me and he says "Hey sister, you just movin' too fast, You screwin' up the quota, You doin' your piece work too fast, Now you get off your mustang sally You ain't goin' nowhere, you ain't goin' nowhere." I lay back. I get my nerve up. I take a swig of Romilar And walk up to hot shit Dot Hook and I say "Hey, hey sister it don't matter whether I do labor fast or slow, There's always more labor after." She's real Catholic, see. She fingers her cross and she says "There's one reason. There's one reason. You do it my way or I push your face in. We knee you in the john if you don't get off your get off your mustang Sally, If you don't shake it up baby." Shake it up, baby. Twist & shout" Oh that I could will a radio here. James Brown singing "I Lost Someone" or the Jesters and the Paragons And Georgie Woods the guy with the goods and Guided Missiles ... But no, I got nothin', no diversion, no window, Nothing here but a porthole in the plaster, in the plaster, Where I look down, look at sweet Theresa's convent All those nurses, all those nuns scattin' 'round With their bloom hoods like cats in mourning. Oh to me they, you know, to me they look pretty damn free down there Down there not having crystal smooth Not having to smooth those hands against hot steel Not having to worry about the [inspeed] the dogma the [inspeed] of labor They look pretty damn free down there, And the way they smell, the way they smell And here I gotta be up here smellin' Dot Hook's midwife sweat I would rather smell the way boys smell-- Oh those schoolboys the way their legs flap under the desks in study hall That odor rising roses and ammonia And way their dicks droop like lilacs Or the way they smell that forbidden acrid smell But no I got, I got pink clammy lady in my nostril Her against the wheel me against the wheel Oh slow motion inspection is drivin' me insane In steel next to Dot Hook -- oh we may look the same-- Shoulder to shoulder sweatin' 110 degrees But I will never faint, I will never faint They laugh and they expect me to faint but I will never faint I refuse to lose, I refuse to fall down Because you see it's the monotony that's got to me Every afternoon like the last one Every afternoon like a rerun next to Dot Hook And yeah we look the same Both pumpin' steel, both sweatin' But you know she got nothin' to hide And I got something to hide here called desire I got something to hide here called desire And I will get out of here-- You know the fiery potion is just about to come In my nose is the taste of sugar And I got nothin' to hide here save desire And I'm gonna go, I'm gonna get out of here I'm gonna get out of here, I'm gonna get on that train, I'm gonna go on that train and go to New York City I'm gonna be somebody, I'm gonna get on that train, go to New York City, I'm gonna be so bad I'm gonna be a big star and I will never return, Never return, no, never return, to burn out in this piss factory And I will travel light. Oh, watch me now. Qana ( Free mp3 on her official website )
Village is empty Not a human Nor a stone Village is empty In the village Children are gone And a mother rocks Herself to sleep Let it come down Let her weep And the dead lay in strange shapes And the dead lay in strange shapes Some stay buried Others crawl free Baby didn't make it Screaming debris And a mother rocks Herself to sleep And the dead lay in strange shapes And the dead lay in strange shapes Limp little bodies Caked in mud Small, small hands Found in the road Their talking about War aims What a phrase Bombs that fall American made The new Middle East The Rice woman squeaks And a mother rocks Herself to sleep And the dead lay in strange shapes And the dead lay in strange shapes Little bodies Little bodies Tied head and feet Wrapped in plastic Laid out in the street The new Middle East The Rice woman squeaks And a mother rocks Herself to sleep Let it come down Let her weep And the dead lay in strange shapes And the dead lay in strange shapes Water to wine Wine to blood Ahh Qana The miracle Is love The miracle Is love And the dead lay in strange shapes And the dead lay in strange shapes And the dead lay in strange shapes And the dead lay in strange shapes
*** Thanx a lot to Vilchjo for this one ***
Until The End Of The World (U2 cover / U2's Achtung Baby Covered) Haven't seen you in for quite a while I was down the hole just passing time Last time we met was a low-lit room We were as close together as a bride and groom We ate the food, we drank the wine Everybody having a good time Except you You were talking about the end of the world I took the money I spiked your drink You miss too much these days if you stop to think You lead me on with those innocent eyes You know I love the element of surprise In the garden I was playing the tart I kissed your lips and broke your heart You You were acting like it was the end of the world Love, love In my dream I was drowning my sorrows But my sorrows, they learned to swim Surrounding me, going down on me Spilling over the brim Waves of regret and waves of joy I reached out for the one I tried to destroy You, you said you'd wait until the end of the world You said you'd wait You said you'd wait until the end of the world
We Three Kings ( From the album "A Very Happy Christmas" ) We three kings of orient are, bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain, moor and mountain, following yonder star. cho: Oh, star of wonder, star of night, star with royal beauty bright. Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide with thy perfect light. (Melchior) Born a King on Bethlehem's plain, Gold I bring to crown him again King for ever, ceasing never over us all to reign. ..... (Casper) Frankincense to offer have I, incense owns a Deity nigh Pray'r and praising, all men raising, Worship him, God most high, oh..... (Balthazar) Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume breathes a life of gathering gloom. Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, sealed in the stone cold tomb. (all Glorious now behold him arise, king and God and sacrifice Alleluia, alleluia, heaven to earth replies....
*** Great thanx to Rafet For this one ***
When doves cry
(Prince cover / Land LP)
Dig if you will the picture Of you and I engaged in a kiss The sweat of your body covers me Come on darling Can you picture this? Dream if you can a courtyard An ocean of violets in bloom Animals strike curious poses They feel the heat The heat between me and you How can you just leave me standing? Alone in a world that's so cold ? Maybe I'm just too demanding Maybe I'm just like my father too bold Maybe you're just like my mother She's never satisfied Why do we scream at each other This is what it sounds like When doves cry Touch if you will my stomach Feel how it trembles inside You've got the butterflies all tied up Don't make me chase you Even doves have pride How can you just leave me standing? Alone in a world so cold? Maybe I'm just too demanding Maybe I'm just like my father too bold Maybe I'm just like my mother She's never satisfied Why do we scream at each other This is what it sounds like When doves cry Dream if you can a courtyard An ocean of violets in bloom Animals strike curious poses They feel the heat The heat between me and you How can you just leave me standing? Alone in a world that's so cold? (a world that's so cold) Maybe I'm just too demanding (maybe, maybe I'm like my father) Maybe I'm just like my father too bold (ya know he's 2 bold) Maybe I'm just like my mother (maybe you're just like my mother) She's never satisfied (she's never, never satisfied) Why do we scream at each other (why do we scream at each other) This is what it sounds like When doves cry When doves cry (doves cry, doves cry, doves cry Don't cry Darling don't cry Don't cry Don't cry Don't don't cry
Wild leaves ( Dream Of Life CD Bonus ) Wild leaves are falling Falling to the ground Every leaf a moment A light upon the crown That we'll all be wearing In a time unbound And wild leaves are falling Falling to the ground Every word that's spoken Every word decreed Every spell that's broken Every golden deed All the parts we're playing Binding as the reed And wild leaves are falling Wild wild leaves As the campfire's burning As the fire ignites All the moments turning In the stormy bright Well enough the churning When enough believe The coming and the going Wild wild leaves Wild wild leaves Wild wild leaves