Mike Oldfield - Music Wonderland [compilation] (1981) by Mike Oldfield (보컬) on maniadb.com

The Hallway. From The Outside An Ordinary House. A Great House, True. 483 Rooms, Each One With Its Own Marble Wash Bassin And Douche. Bide As It's Known. But Inside ... And The Positions Are Reversed. A Human Failing, Some Say A Disease, But A Disease That Sir Francis Dashwood Knew And Used Well. Upstairs, Inside And A Revelation, It's A Discotheque. No, No, Err ... There Are Paintings ... Real ... And Look Here! A Rare 17th Century Masterpiece. And If I Can Scrape A Little Of It Of, Beneath I Can Find Hidden ... A 14th Century Underpiece. Made Entirely Of Tiny Pieces Of Eggshell. This Lurid Work Has Caused Controvesary In The World Of Embroidery And Anthropology. No, I'll Say It Again; Anthropolopology. No Quite Possibly Making Anthropole. No, I Mean An Epilog ... It Has Enthralled Distinguished Professors And In Laymans Language, It's Blinking Well Buffling, But To Be More Obtusely; Buggered If I Know. Yes, Buggered IF I Know. And That's All We've Been So Far. From Experts In 14th Century Painting Renaissance Greengrocers, And Recently Revived Members Of The Public. Buggered If I Know. Vivian Stanshall, About 3 O'clock In The Morning, Oxfordshire 1973. Goodnight!

In dulci jubilo, now sing with hearts aglow
Our delight and pleasure lies in praesepio
Like sunshine is our treasure Matris in gremio
Alpha est et O, Alpha est et O!

O Jesu parvule, for Thee I long alway
Comfort my hearts blindness, O puer optime
With all thy loving kindness, O Princeps gloriae
Trahe me post te, Trahe me post te!

O Patris caritas, O nati lenitas
Deeply were we stained, Per nostra crimina
But Thou for us has gained, Caelorum gaudia
That we were there, O that we were there!

Ubi sunt gaudia, In any place but there
There are angels singing, In Nova Cantica
And there the bells are ringing, In regis curia
O that we were there, O that we were there.
O, that we were there...

Ab yul ann i dyad awt
en yab na log a toc na awd
taw may on omma dawn egg kyowl
omma dawn egg kyowl
Ab yul ann i dyad awt
en yab na log a toc na awd
taw may on omma dawn egg kyowl
omma dawn egg kyowl
Ab yul ann i dyad awt
en yab na log a toc na awd
taw may on omma dawn egg kyowl
omma dawn egg kyowl
Ab yul ann i dyad awt
en yab na log a toc na awd
taw may on omma dawn egg kyowl
omma dawn egg kyowl
Ab yul ann i dyad awt
en yab na log a toc na awd
taw may on omma dawn egg kyowl
omma dawn egg kyowl
Ab yul ann i dyad awt
en yab na log a toc na awd
taw may on omma dawn egg kyowl
omma dawn egg kyowl
Ab yul ann i dyad awt
en yab na log a toc na awd
taw may on omma dawn egg kyowl
omma dawn egg kyowl

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Written By OLDFIELD, MIKE
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I like beer, and I like cheese
I like the smell of a westerly breeze
But what I like more than all of these
Is to be on horseback

Chorus
Hey and away we go
Through the grass, across the snow
Big brown beastie, big brown face
I'd rather be with you than flying through space.

I like thunder, and I like rain
And open fires, and roaring flames.
But if the thunder's in my brain,
I'd like to be on horseback

Some like the city, some the noise
Some make chaos, and others, toys.
But if I was to have the choice,
I'd rather be on horseback.

Chorus

Some find it strange to be here,
On this small planet, and who knows where.
But when it's strange and full of fear,
It's nice to be on horseback.

Some are short, and others tall,
Some hit their heads against the wall.
But it doesn't really matter at all,
When you happen to be on horseback.

Chorus

So if you you feel a little glum,
To Hergest Ridge you should come.
In summer, winter, rain or sun,
It's good to be on horseback.

Chorus

Chorus
You know, I'd rather be on horseback.