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| 1. |
| 5:43 | 
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Had my congregation, had my flock
When I was a shepherd of men Chased the wild goose, chased the pot of gold Chased the rainbows end How can a poor boy deliver this message to you? How can a poor boy? You don’t believe anything that’s true Had my rise, had my downfall Now I’m gonna rise up again Had my degrees, my initiations Not speaking to the profane How can a poor boy get this message to you? How can a poor boy when you don’t believe a thing that’s true? I’ve been anointed, been appointed Even been magnified Spied a chapel all of gold The priest was laying down with the swine How can a poor boy get a little message to you? How can a poor boy when you don’t believe anything is true? How can a poor boy get this message through to you? How can a poor boy when you don’t believe a single thing is true? Watch the illusion of false security Play of the shadows that move Tell me what evil lurks in the hearts of men Only the shadow knows How can a poor boy get this message to you? How can a poor boy when you don’t believe a thing that’s true, for you When you don’t believe a thing, nothing that’s true for you How can a poor boy ever get next to you? |
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| 2. |
| 3:44 |
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I was educated by the school of hard knocks
Tell me who’s gonna patronise me now? They’ve brainwashed the suckers again and perpetrated the myth Propaganda far and wide No wavelength, no mileage No current currency No answers - just silence And nothing is what it’s supposed to be I was educated by the school of hard knocks Tell me who’s gonna patronise me now? I got shipwrecked and got stranded on the rocks Everybody left me high and dry I was educated by the school of hard knocks Who’s gonna patronise me now? Brainwashed the suckers again and perpetrated the myth Propaganda far and wide No wavelength, no mileage There’s no current currency No answers - only silence Nothing looks like it’s meant to be I was educated by the school of hard knocks Who’s gonna patronise me now? Just got shipwrecked and stranded on the rocks And it left me high and dry And it’s left me sitting high and dry And it left me sitting high and dry And it left me sitting high and dry |
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| 3. |
| 4:32 | 
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| 4. |
| 4:31 |
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Don’t get around much anymore
The smoke has driven me out the door All night I used to walk the floor Don’t go to nightclubs anymore Don’t see my old friend Mose I don’t run into Mr. Clive I cut out all that off the wall jive I don’t go to nightclubs no more I’m not a legend in my own mind Don’t need juice to unwind And don’t have no need to pretend Ain’t got no huckleberry friend Alcohol was too big a price Listen I just said no dice When it comes to the men and the mice Don’t go to nightclubs anymore I’m not a legend in my own mind Don’t need booze to unwind Don’t have no reason to pretend Ain’t got no huckleberry friend Alcohol was too big a price That why I said hey no dice When it comes to men or mice Don’t go to nightclubs no more Don’t go to nightclubs no more Don’t go to nightclubs no more Don’t go to nightclubs no more, I’m such a bore Don’t go to nightclubs no more |
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| 5. |
| 5:16 |
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The sound of the evening breeze
Is calling you back to me The sun behind the clouds Reminds me that you're not around Lover come back to my arms Lover come back to my heart The sound of the roar of the waves The misty evening haze Playing that sad refrain Going through it all over again Lover come back to my arms Lover come back to my heart that's you went away I'm a lonely lonely lonely one Come on back to stay You are the only one The clickety clack of the train Is easing all of my pain I'm seeing it all too plain I'm calling you home again Lover come back to my heart Lover come back to my arms Since you went away Oh Lord I'm a lonely one Come on back to stay You be my only one The clickety clack of the train Is making it all so plain Is easing some of my pain And I'm calling you home again Lover come back to my arms Lover come back to my heart Lover come back to my arms Lover come come on back baby Come on back to my heart Come on back come on back baby Come on back come on back Lover come back to my arms Lover come back to my heart |
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| 6. |
| 3:34 |
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They mocked me when
I was singing the songs Trying to get back to something more simple than we have They mocked me cos I told it like it was Wrote about disappointment and greed Wrote about what we really didn't need in our lives Make us feel alive and whole Illusions and pipe dreams on the one hand And straight reality is always cold Saying something hard edged is off the wall And it might seem too bold Mocked me when it got out of hand Nobody tried to understand Now we got to keep it simple and that's that Illusions and pipe dreams on the one hand And straight reality is always cold Saying something hard edged is off the wall And it just might be too bold Well I'm down here on the running board Where I've been many times before But we got to keep it simple to save ourselves Mocked me when I tried to get back Said the train was completely off the track And we got to get back to something simple to save ourselves Whoa we got to get back to something simple just to save yourselves Well got to get back to something simple just to save yourselves Well you got to keep it simple keep it simple just to and that's that Whoa you got to keep it simple nowadays and that's just that Whoa you got to keep it simple nowadays and that's just the way it is And you got to keep it simple these days cos that's the way it is Well you got to keep it keep it simple and that's that |
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| 7. |
| 3:16 |
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When too many demands have destroyed
all my plans Going down to end of the land If I have to drive all night just to feel all right Going down to the end of the land When it gets out of hand and I fail to agree Just what’s in it for me? Going down to the sea Then I’ve got to run towards the setting sun Going down to the end of the land When it gets out of hand and I beg to disagree Just what’s in it for me? Get back down to the sea And then I’ve got to run to the setting sun Going down to the end of the land If I’ve got to drive all night till the morning light I’m going down to the end of the land Ba da da da da, ba da da da da da Going down, going down, going down to the end of the land Ba da da da da, ba da da da da Going down to the end of the land |
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| 8. |
| 4:13 |
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Well it’s written in the wind
For the story to begin I will go back to my kin across the sea And the bird that’s on the wing and is flying free He can hear the song of home endlessly Well the further I must go Then the nearer I must stay Men have sailed the seven seas to be free And like that bird that’s on the wing and is flying free He can hear the song of home endlessly I can see the harbour lights Hear the foghorns in the night All up and down the lough, calling From the rocky shores of Maine I will sail back home again Back to where my heart longs to be And the bird that’s on the wing and is flying free He can hear the song of home endlessly I can see the harbour lights Hear the foghorns in the night Moving up and down the lough, calling, calling From the rocky shores of Spain I will sail back home again Back to where my heart will always be And like a bird that’s on the wing and is flying free He can hear the song of home endlessly He can hear the song of home endlessly He can hear the song of home endlessly |
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| 9. |
| 4:31 |
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People come and people go
One monkey don’t stop no show I’m getting too tired to start all over again Cos it ain’t gonna change no thing There’s just all of this here land Been trampled on by man And all around me, all these birds of prey And all I’m trying to do is just get by one more day Only a fool would ever think things could ever be the same Only a fool would surmise everyone is sane I watch them come and go I’m fed up with the status quo And I’m feeling too tired to start all over again Cos I know that it ain’t gonna change no thing Only a fool could think that things would ever be simple again Only a fool would surmise everyone is the same So I watch them come and go I don’t have time for the status quo I say blessed be and I’m on my way, on my way Cos it ain’t gonna change no thing, no, no, no, no, no, no Well it ain’t gonna change no thing, yeah, yeah, yeah Well it ain’t gonna change no thing |
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| 10. |
| 3:37 |
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Soul is a feeling, feeling deep within
Soul is not the colour of your skin Soul is the essence, essence from within It is where everything begins Soul is what you’ve been through What’s true for you Where you going to What you’re gonna do Soul is your station for the folk of your nation Something that you wear with pride Soul can be your vision or something that is hidden It’s not something that you gotta hide Soul is what you’ve been through What’s true for you Where you going to What you’re gonna do Soul can be your station for the folk of your nation Something that you wear with pride Soul can be your vision it can be your religion Something that you just can’t hide Soul is a feeling, feeling deep within Soul is not the colour of your skin Soul is the essence, essence from within Soul is where everything begins |
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| 11. |
| 7:00 |
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Drinking wine in the alley,
drinking wine in the alley Making time, drinking that wine Out of my mind in the days gone by Making time with Sally, drinking that wine In the days gone by, talking all out of my mind Drinking that wine, talking all out of my mind Spin and turning in the alley, spin and turning in the alley Like a Whirling Dervish in the alley, drinking that wine Drinking wine, making time in the days gone by Boogie woogie child in the alley Drinking that wine, making time, talking all out of my mind Drinking wine in the days gone by, behind the ritual Behind the ritual, behind the ritual In the days gone by, drinking that wine Making time, drinking that wine way back in time Spin and turn and rhyme in the alley Spin and turning, making up rhymes, talking all out of my mind Talking that jive, drinking that wine in the days gone by Drinking wine in the alley, drinking that wine Making time, talking all out of my mind Drinking that wine making time in the alley Behind the ritual, behind the ritual You find the spiritual, you find the spiritual Behind the ritual in the days gone by Drinking wine in the alley, drinking wine in the alley Making time, talking all out of my mind Drinking that wine in the days gone by, days gone by Spin and turn talking that jive Spin and turn talking that jive all out of our minds Drinking that sweet wine Making time, making time in the days gone by Behind the ritual, behind the ritual Behind the ritual, behind the ritual Drinking that wine making time in the days gone by Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah Behind the ritual, making time in the days gone by In the days gone by, in the days gone by Drink that wine, making time Getting high in the days gone by, drinking that wine Getting high behind the ritual Getting high behind the ritual Drinking that wine in the days gone by Behind the ritual, behind the ritual Behind the ritual, behind that spiritual In the days gone by drinking that wine and getting high So high behind the ritual, so high behind the ritual So high in the days gone by Drinking that wine making time, making time Stretching time, stretching time Drinking that wine, stretching time Stretching time in the days gone by behind the ritual Behind the ritual |
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| 12. |
| 7:20 |
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And we'll walk down the avenue again
And we'll sing all the songs from way back when And we'll walk down the avenue again and the healing has begun And we'll walk down the avenue in style And we'll walk down the avenue and we'll smile And we'll say baby ain't it all worthwhile when the healing has begun I want you to put on your pretty summer dress You can wear your Easter bonnet and all the rest And I want to make love to you yes, yes, yes when the healing has begun When you hear the music ringin' in your soul And you feel it in your heart and it grows and grows And it comes from the backstreet rock & roll and the healing has begun I want you to put on your pretty summer dress You can wear your Easter bonnet and all the rest And I want to make love to you yes, yes, yes and the healing has begun We're gonna make music underneath the stars We're gonna play to the violin and the two guitars We're gonna sit there and play for hours and hours when the healing has begun [Spoken:] Wait a minute, listen, listen, I didn't know you stayed up so late. I just got home from a gig and I saw you standing on the street. Just let me move on up to this window-sill a lot yeah, I got some sherry. You want a drop of port. Let's move behind this door here. Let's move on up behind this letter-box behind this door. Let's go in your front room, let's play this Muddy Waters record you got there, if you just open up a little bit and let me ease on in this backstreet jellyroll.... We're gonna stay out all night long And then we're gonna go out and roam across the field Baby you know how I feel when the healing has begun When the healing, when the healing We're gonna stay out all night long We're gonna dance to the rock & roll When the healing when the healing has begun Baby just let me ease on a little bit, dig this backstreet jellyroll |
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