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from Genesis - From Genesis To Revelation (1969)
Slowly eyes trench at my arms freely
Shadows of night disappear. Rise from the slough of despond, find the pathway, Guiding us forward through pastures of Dream day, Days to enjoy, peace I knew once before me, Dawning to dusk on the hills until morning Come see me take my hand, Come see me in my land. Flying invisibly high, watch me. All on a beautiful sky, I'll be Clear and serene in the love I've discovered. Long search is over, the soul is uncovered, Resting on joy that abounds without ceasing, Bidding farewell to the fears now decreasing. Come see me take my hand, Come see me in my land. High upon the golden crested wave she sits, The little nymphs dance in her hair, The trees all becon to the sky to bless their Empty lives, Horizons come to sip wine there, The veiled mist reveals the wandering ship upon the reef, The albatross flies to the stern, And only jack frost saw the kiss you gave him In return Crossing the mountains of truth see them, Soaring majestically high, and then, Stop at the warning light, see it flash brightly, Thunder awakes me, it crashes beside me Shatter the scene and bring chaos to beauty Leading me forward where destiny may be. Come see me take my hand, View from another land. |
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from Peter Gabriel - Peter Gabriel 2 (2004)
Ten coaches roll into the dust
Chrome windows turned to rust 'Hand on inside they know they must Hanging on the green backed words "In God we trust" No one knew if the spirit died All wrapped to go like Kentucky Fried Tring to read the flight of birds Low on fuel, getting low on words and she comes out like a white shadow she comes out like a white shadow Each one drawn to empty spaces Outsiders, borderline cases It's hard to tell black from white When you wake up in the middle of the night Weighed down by the absence of sound Broken now by the cry of a hound Looking for movement withing the haze Light can be deceptive with her rays and she comes out like a white sadow and she comes out like a white shadow she comes out like a white shadow |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Trespass (1970)
White Mountain
Thin hung the web like a trap in a cage, The fox lay asleep in his lair. Fangs frantic paws told the tale of his sin. Far off the chase shrieked revenge. Outcast he trespassed where no wolf may tread, The last sacred haunt of the dead. He learnt of a truth which only one wolf may know, The sceptre and crown of the king, Howling for blood, One-eye leads on the pack, Plunging through forests and snow-storms. .. Steep rose the ridge, ghostly peaks climbed the sky, Fang sped through jungles of ice. Hard on his rail, One-eye drew from the pack An old hero conquered by none. Steep, far too steep, grew the pathway ahead Descent was the only escape A wolf never flees in the face of his foe Fang knew the price he would pay One-eye stood before him With the crown upon his head Sceptre raised to deal the deadly blow. .. Fang, Son of Great Fang, the Traitor we seek, The laws of the Brethren say this: That only the King sees the Crown of the Gods And he, the Usurper must die Snarling he tore at the throat of his foe But Fang fought the hero in vain Dawn saw the white mountain tinted with red Never would the crown leave again One-eye hid the crown and with laurels on his head Returned amongst the tribe and dwelt in peace. |
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from Peter Gabriel - Real World (2002)
Mamma's little boy has fallen down,
Mamma's little boy has hit the ground. Now he's gone, Ian is gone, his time is done. The weight of a dream can take you down. White, white ashes, building crashes down. So well, pretend it's all well conceived, Build solid as steel, stuff we believe. Now he's gone. Ian is gone, his time is done. The weight of a dream can bring you down. The weight of a dream can bring you down. White, white ashes, building crashes down. White, white ashes, building crashes down. Mamma's little boy, doing good. Mamma's little boy did all he could. Now he's gone, Ian is gone, time is done. The weight of a dream can bring you down. The weight of a dream can bring you down. White, white ashes, building crashes down White, |
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from Peter Gabriel - Ovo (2004)
Mamma's little boy has fallen down,
Mamma's little boy has hit the ground. Now he's gone, Ian is gone, his time is done. The weight of a dream can take you down. White, white ashes, building crashes down. So well, pretend it's all well conceived, Build solid as steel, stuff we believe. Now he's gone. Ian is gone, his time is done. The weight of a dream can bring you down. The weight of a dream can bring you down. White, white ashes, building crashes down. White, white ashes, building crashes down. Mamma's little boy, doing good. Mamma's little boy did all he could. Now he's gone, Ian is gone, time is done. The weight of a dream can bring you down. The weight of a dream can bring you down. White, white ashes, building crashes down White, |
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from Strange Days (스트레인지 데이즈) by Graeme Revell [best, ost] (1995)
Dali znaesh mila majko
shto sum ne srekjna Cel den doma sama sedam Nadvor ne smejam |
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from Genesis - From Genesis To Revelation (1969)
We're waiting for you
Come and join us now We need you with us Come and join us now Look inside your mind See the darkness is creeping out I can see in the softness there Where the sunshine is gliding in Fill your mind with love Find the world of future glory You can meet yourself Where the sour turns to sweet Leave your ugly selfish shell To melt in the glowing flames Can you sense the change? See your eyes, now listen We're waiting for you Come and join us now We want you with us Come and join us now Paint your face all white To show the peace inside Drift away while the saffron burns To the land where the rainbow ends Can you sense the change? See your eyes in focus We're waiting for you Come and join us now We need you with us Come and join us now We're waiting for you Come and join us now We need you with us Come and join us now We want you with us Come and join us now We need you with us Come and join us now |
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from Genesis - From Genesis To Revelation (1969)
We're waiting for you
Come and join us now We need you with us Come and join us now Look inside your mind See the darkness is creeping out I can see in the softness there Where the sunshine is gliding in Fill your mind with love Find the world of future glory You can meet yourself Where the sour turns to sweet Leave your ugly selfish shell To melt in the glowing flames Can you sense the change? See your eyes, now listen We're waiting for you Come and join us now We want you with us Come and join us now Paint your face all white To show the peace inside Drift away while the saffron burns To the land where the rainbow ends Can you sense the change? See your eyes in focus We're waiting for you Come and join us now We need you with us Come and join us now We're waiting for you Come and join us now We need you with us Come and join us now We want you with us Come and join us now We need you with us Come and join us now |
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from Peter Gabriel - So (1986)
milgram's 37
we do what we're told we do what we're told we do what we're told told to do we do what we're told we do what we're told we do what we're told told to do one doubt one voice one war one truth one dream |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Foxtrot (1972)
Watcher of the skies watcher of all
His is a world alone no world is his own, He whom life can no longer surprise, Raising his eyes beholds a planet unknown. Creatures shaped this planet's soil, Now their reign has come to an end, Has life again destroyed life, Do they play elsewhere, do they know more than their childhood games? Maybe the lizard's shed its tail, This is the end of man's long union with Earth. Judge not this race by empty remains Do you judge God by his creatures when they are dead? For now, the lizard's shed it's tail This is the end of man's long union with Earth. From life alone to life as one, Think not your journey's done For though your ship be sturdy, no Mercy has the sea, Will you survive on the ocean of being? Come ancient children hear what I say This is my parting council for you on your way. Sadly now your thoughts turn to the stars Where we have gone you know you never can go. Watcher of the skies watcher of all This is your fate alone, this fate is your own. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Live [live] (1973)
Watcher of the skies watcher of all
His is a world alone no world is his own, He whom life can no longer surprise, Raising his eyes beholds a planet unknown. Creatures shaped this planet's soil, Now their reign has come to end, Has life again destroyed life, Do they play elsewhere, do they know more than their childhood games ? Maybe the lizard's shedded its tail, This is the end of man's long union with Earth. Judge not this race by empty remains Do you judge God by his creatures when they are dead. For now the lizard's shedded its tail This is the end of man's long union with Earth. From life alone to life as one, Think not now your journey done For though your ship be sturdy, no Mercy has the sea, Will you survive on the ocean of being, Come ancient children hear what I say This is my parting council for you on your way. Sadly now your thoughts turn to the stars Where we have gone you know you never can go. Watcher of the skies watcher of all This is your fate alone, this fate is your own. |
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from Genesis - Genesis Live [video, live] (2004)
Watcher of the skies watcher of all
His is a world alone no world is his own, He whom life can no longer surprise, Raising his eyes beholds a planet unknown. Creatures shaped this planet's soil, Now their reign has come to end, Has life again destroyed life, Do they play elsewhere, do they know more than their childhood games ? Maybe the lizard's shedded its tail, This is the end of man's long union with Earth. Judge not this race by empty remains Do you judge God by his creatures when they are dead. For now the lizard's shedded its tail This is the end of man's long union with Earth. From life alone to life as one, Think not now your journey done For though your ship be sturdy, no Mercy has the sea, Will you survive on the ocean of being, Come ancient children hear what I say This is my parting council for you on your way. Sadly now your thoughts turn to the stars Where we have gone you know you never can go. Watcher of the skies watcher of all This is your fate alone, this fate is your own. |
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from Genesis - Genesis Live [video, live] (2004)
Watcher of the skies watcher of all
His is a world alone no world is his own, He whom life can no longer surprise, Raising his eyes beholds a planet unknown. Creatures shaped this planet's soil, Now their reign has come to end, Has life again destroyed life, Do they play elsewhere, do they know more than their childhood games ? Maybe the lizard's shedded its tail, This is the end of man's long union with Earth. Judge not this race by empty remains Do you judge God by his creatures when they are dead. For now the lizard's shedded its tail This is the end of man's long union with Earth. From life alone to life as one, Think not now your journey done For though your ship be sturdy, no Mercy has the sea, Will you survive on the ocean of being, Come ancient children hear what I say This is my parting council for you on your way. Sadly now your thoughts turn to the stars Where we have gone you know you never can go. Watcher of the skies watcher of all This is your fate alone, this fate is your own. |
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from Genesis - Genesis Live [video, live] (2004)
Watcher of the skies watcher of all
His is a world alone no world is his own, He whom life can no longer surprise, Raising his eyes beholds a planet unknown. Creatures shaped this planet's soil, Now their reign has come to end, Has life again destroyed life, Do they play elsewhere, do they know more than their childhood games ? Maybe the lizard's shedded its tail, This is the end of man's long union with Earth. Judge not this race by empty remains Do you judge God by his creatures when they are dead. For now the lizard's shedded its tail This is the end of man's long union with Earth. From life alone to life as one, Think not now your journey done For though your ship be sturdy, no Mercy has the sea, Will you survive on the ocean of being, Come ancient children hear what I say This is my parting council for you on your way. Sadly now your thoughts turn to the stars Where we have gone you know you never can go. Watcher of the skies watcher of all This is your fate alone, this fate is your own. |
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from Peter Gabriel - Us (2004)
River, river carry me on
Living river carry me on River, river carry me on To the place where I come from So deep, so wide will you take me on your back for a ride If I should fall would you swallow me deep inside River, show me how to float I feel like I'm sinking down Thought that I could get along But here in this water My feet won't touch the ground I need something to turn myself around Going away, away toward the sea River deep, can you lift up and carry me Oh roll on though the heartland 'Til the sun has left the sky River, river carry me high 'Til the washing of the water make it all alright Let your waters reach me like she reached me tonight Letting go, it's so hard The way it's hurting now To get this love untied So tough to stay with thing 'Cause if I follow through I face what I denied I get those hooks out of me And I take out the hooks that I sunk deep in your side Kill that fear of emptiness, loneliness I hide River, oh river, river running deep Bring me something that will let me get to sleep In the washing of the water will you take it all away Bring me something to take this pain away |
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from Peter Gabriel - Peter Gabriel 4 (2004)
6x6 - from wall to wall
Shutters on the windows, no light at all Damp on the floor you got damp on the bed They're trying to get you crazy - get you out of your head They feed you scraps and they feed you lies To lower your defences, no compromise Nothing you can do, they day can be long You mind is working overtime, you body's not too strong Hold on, hold on They put you in a box so you can't get heard Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred Hold on, you have gambled with your own life And you face the night alone While the builders of the cages They sleep with bullets, bars and stone They do not see your road to freedom That you build with flesh and bone They take you out - the light burns your eyes To the talking room - it's not surprise Loaded questions from clean white coats Their eyes are all as hidden as their Hipppcratic Oath They tell you - how to behave, hehave as their guest You want to resist them, you do your best They take you to your limits, they take you beyond For all that they are doing there's no way to respond Hold on, hold on They put you in a box so you can't get heard Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred Hold on, you have gambled with your own life And you face the night alone While the builders of the cages They sleep with bullets, bars and stone They do not see your road to freedom That you build with flesh and bone Though you may disappear, you're not forgotten here And I will say to you, I will do what I can do You may disappear, you're not forgotten here And I will say you you, I will do what I can do And I will do what I can do And I will do what I can do |
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from Peter Gabriel - Peter Gabriel 1 (1997)
The wine's all drunk and so am I
Here with the hoi polloi, don't ask me why We're celebratin' anticipatin'; end of the year everybody come, everybody here -- well more or less Some already in a mess I guess they're waiting for the big one. Wonder why I'm cold. How did I get this far? Had no money, had no car I pray the snow goes, be bad if it settles 'cos I follow my nose and the dried up rose petals -- like the man says, Sure hope Moses knows his roses Or we'll all be waiting for the big one. Once I was a credit to my credit card spent what I hadn't got, it wasn't hard No trust in judgements no trust in money Someday I'll find myself like a bee finding honey But in the meantime, I'm gonna have me some fun Waiting for the big one. One too many, where ego I go too Looking for the real thing It don't come from what I do No real communication moves out of my face I'm beginning to think I'm just out of place Won't get in too deep, I want to get some sleep To be ready for the big one -- waiting for the big one. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Trespass (1970)
Visions Of Angels
Standing in a forest gazing at the son looking at the trees but there's not even one See a rippling stream that smiles and then goes by run to feel its comfort but the water's dry. I see her face and run to take her hand Why she's never there I just don't understand The trumpets sound my whole world crumbles down Visions of angels all around dance in the sky Leaving me here forever goodbye. As the leaves will crumble so will fall my love for the fragile beauty of our lives must fade Though I once remember echoes of my youth now I sense no past, no love that ends in love Take this dream the stars have filled with light As the blossom glides like snowflakes from the trees In vengeance to a god no-one can reach. Visions of angels all around dance in the sky Leaving me here forever goodbye. .. Ice is moving and the world's begun to freeze see the sunlight stopped and deadened by the breeze Minds are empty bodies move insensitive some believe that when they die they really live I believe there never is on end God gave up this world its people long ago Why she's never there I still don't understand Visions of angels all around dance in the sky Leaving me here forever goodbye. etc. |
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from Genesis - Twilight Alehouse [single] (1973)
1971. released as b-side of "i know what I like" single, 1974.
Is it really true what they're saying Are you really sure there's nobody come for me When I'm walking home there is no-one Once there was a house, full of laughter - so warm Trying to pretend there is someone Someone who will care when I need it I will now receive my comfort, conjured by the magic power of wine Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling good Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling fine Just a drink to take my sorrow Just a drink and you can blast tomorrow Just a drink to make me feel like a man again Now I'm down When I walk outside, there is nowhere Children follow me, with their laughter - so cold... Casting just a glance at the churchyard Casting just a glance, at my painted female friend. Now I'm on my way, I am falling Got to find some 'elp, ooh I will need that now So I will receive my comfort, conjured by the magic power of wine Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling good Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling fine Just a drink to take my sorrow Just a drink and you can blast tomorrow Just a drink to make me feel like a man again Now I'm down... I will now receive my comfort, conjured by the magic power of wine Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling good Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling fine Just a drink to take my sorrow Just a drink and you can blast tomorrow, now... |
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from Genesis - From Genesis To Revelation (1969)
If you see another staring straight at you
Take his life and change it ? that's what you always do You're still in the days of childhood Where everything is wrong and no good I can see what you're trying What you're trying to be Let me tell you now Try a little sadness baby Try a little sadness baby Try a little sadness Or you love will never be found [Push a pink Dalmatian???] out into the street So you laugh, but cry when it comes to bite your feet You say it's fun to live Where there's always take and no give Don't you see that where you're living There's a world of sin? Try a little sadness baby Try a little sadness baby Try a little sadness Or you love will never be found You always hide your loving Before it's gone and too late Things are changing, you're remaining Leave it and come with me Let me tell you now Try a little sadness baby Try a little sadness baby Try a little sadness Or you love will never be found Try a little sadness baby Try a little sadness baby Try a little sadness baby Try a little sadness baby [fade out] |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Foxtrot (1972)
A carved oak table,
Tells a tale Of times when kings and queens sipped wine from goblets gold, And the brave would lead their ladies from out of the room to arbours cool. A time of valour, and legends born A time when honour meant much more to a man than life And the days knew only strife to tell right from wrong Through lance and sword. Why, why can we never be sure till we die Or have killed for an answer, Why, why do we suffer each race to believe That no race has been grander It seems because through time and space Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore. A dusty table Musty smells Tarnished silver lies discarded upon the floor Only feeble light descends through a film of grey That scars the panes. Gone the carving, And those who left their mark, Gone the kings and queens now only the rats hold sway And the weak must die according to nature's law As old as they. Why, why can we never be sure till we die Or have killed for an answer, Why, why do we suffer each race to believe That no race has been grander It seems because through time and space Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore. |
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from Peter Gabriel - So (1986)
excellent birds
flying birds excellent birds watch them fly, there they go falling snow excellent snow here it comes. watch it fall long words excellent words I can hear them now this is the picture, this is the picture this is the picture, this is the picture I'm sitting by the window watching the snow fall I'm looking out and I'm moving, turning in time catching up. moving in jump up! I can land on my feet. look out! this is the picture, this is the picture this is the picture, this is the picture looking out. watching out when I see the future I close my eyes I can see it now I see pictures of people, rising up pictures of people, falling down I see pictures of people they're standing on their heads, they're ready they're looking out, look out! they're watching out, watch out! they're looking out, look out! they're watching out, watch out! I see pictures of people I see pictures of people |
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from Peter Gabriel - So (1986)
excellent birds
flying birds excellent birds watch them fly, there they go falling snow excellent snow here it comes. watch it fall long words excellent words I can hear them now this is the picture, this is the picture this is the picture, this is the picture I'm sitting by the window watching the snow fall I'm looking out and I'm moving, turning in time catching up. moving in jump up! I can land on my feet. look out! this is the picture, this is the picture this is the picture, this is the picture looking out. watching out when I see the future I close my eyes I can see it now I see pictures of people, rising up pictures of people, falling down I see pictures of people they're standing on their heads, they're ready they're looking out, look out! they're watching out, watch out! they're looking out, look out! they're watching out, watch out! I see pictures of people I see pictures of people |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
He panics, feels around for a stone and hurls it at the brightest
point. The sound of breaking glass echoes around the cave. As his vision is restored he catches sight of two golden gloves about one foot in diameter hovering away down the tunnel. When they disappear a resounding crack sears across the roof, and it collapses all around him. Our hero is trapped once again. "This is it" he thinks, failing to move any of the fallen rocks |
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from Peter Gabriel - Real World (2002)
There's a bomb in the basement
There's a knocking on the wall In the popping of the piston, I swear I have no call There's a bomb in the basement There's a hole in the floor There's a guard in the garden, knocking on the door There's a rebel in the south guards No shedding at the sound Then the rackets if he know me, begging on the ground Feel the building all around me Like a rattle on the skin Then the moment your breath kicks in, its always trapped within Tell it like it is, till there's no misunderstanding When you strip it right back Man feed machine, machine feed man Tell it like it is, till there's no misunderstanding Make up what you lack Man feed machine, machine feed man |
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from Peter Gabriel - Ovo (2004)
There's a bomb in the basement
There's a knocking on the wall In the popping of the piston, I swear I have no call There's a bomb in the basement There's a hole in the floor There's a guard in the garden, knocking on the door There's a rebel in the south guards No shedding at the sound Then the rackets if he know me, begging on the ground Feel the building all around me Like a rattle on the skin Then the moment your breath kicks in, its always trapped within Tell it like it is, till there's no misunderstanding When you strip it right back Man feed machine, machine feed man Tell it like it is, till there's no misunderstanding Make up what you lack Man feed machine, machine feed man |
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from Peter Gabriel - Real World (2002)
In the big house
Where the sun lives With the walls so white and blue In the red soil All the green grows And the winds blow across your face They blow across your heart It's the time of the turning and there's something stirring outside It's the time of turning and we'd better learn to say our goodbyes All the earth breaks Like a stale bread And the seeds are folded in the soil Oh the sun pours Then the rains fall While the roots reach out right through the ground They reach out through the ground It's the time of turning and there's something stirring outside It's the time of turning and the old world's falling Nothing you can do can stop the next emerging Time of the turning and we'd better learn to say our goodbyes If we can stand up When all else falls down We'll last through the winter We'll last through the storms We'll last through the north winds That bring down the ice and snow We'll last through the long nights Till the green field's growing again Growing again |
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from Peter Gabriel - Ovo (2004)
In the big house
Where the sun lives With the walls so white and blue In the red soil All the green grows And the winds blow across your face They blow across your heart It's the time of the turning and there's something stirring outside It's the time of turning and we'd better learn to say our goodbyes All the earth breaks Like a stale bread And the seeds are folded in the soil Oh the sun pours Then the rains fall While the roots reach out right through the ground They reach out through the ground It's the time of turning and there's something stirring outside It's the time of turning and the old world's falling Nothing you can do can stop the next emerging Time of the turning and we'd better learn to say our goodbyes If we can stand up When all else falls down We'll last through the winter We'll last through the storms We'll last through the north winds That bring down the ice and snow We'll last through the long nights Till the green field's growing again Growing again |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
Here comes the supernatural anaesthetist.
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from Peter Gabriel - Ovo (2004)
A long time ago, in a far away land
Theo was the man who learned to understand The riches of the earth And all that it was worth The first man that ever tried to stand with his own plan Now this man was all about the wind rain and trees He knew that it would take care of all of his families Now Ion was the son who spent his nights and days Looking for all kinds of ways to get his father's praise In all daddy's ways he just wanted to impress Make it faster, stronger is what he tried to stress Sofia was the girl Living in her own world She found love and joy with a young sky boy Sky boys were seen as less to the rest So it would seem Sofia went into the woods to daydream With love in her eyes Her own father would despise Her love for the young sky boy he would destroy Feet in the earth Heads in the sky We watch the world go by Feet in the earth Heads in the sky We watch as life goes by When Theo was gone, his son Ion took the power And in his daddy's name, he built the biggest strongest tower The earth people and sky people divided by machines And the ones who had nothing were the ones who had the wings The sky boy just wanted everything to be equal From full-time lover to now fighting for his people Now Beth was the mom Who really loved to weave She couldn't believe her own son would decieve The sky people got hungry and their welfare was ignored She let them in the tower and the bloody battle roared Down came iron and the tower fell as well The dark days were over and the sky people's hell Feet in the earth Heads in the sky We watch the world go by Feet in the earth Heads in the sky We watch as life goes by Sofia and the sky boy had long been kept apart Sofia grief was faded it was joy that filled her heart Wrapped in his loving wings Sofia took her man So the earth and sky united It was all father's plan Theo kept an acorn Sofia had carefully safely saved It was planted in the ground that her brother had once paved With a rustling and a creaking an unearthly sound Something big started growing right out of the fertile ground It was the biggest tree that any of the people ever seen And it covered up the sky with a layer of leafy green Then it rained and it rained and they watched the waters rise Then Sofia led her people to the safety of the skies Feet in the earth Heads in the sky We watch the world go by Feet in the earth Heads in the sky We watch as life goes by She climbed and she climbed But never giving up So pregnant and exhausted Finally made it to the top She looked into the sky and the world began to turn And with a single cry a new baby had arrived With OVO in his nest, everyone one had done their best To prepare for the world and every single test Soon he was blessed and as his mother stood by He was soon released and sailed off into the sky |
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from Genesis - The Silent Sun / That's Me [single] (1968)
The silent sun that never shines,
She is the warmth of my lonely heart, The motion of a turning wheel, Can't you stop it and look around. Baby, you feel so close, I wish you could see my love, Baby, you've changed my life, I'm trying to show you. A tiny stone that hides from me Can't you see that I'm just outside, A mountain stream that chills the sea, Can't you feel in your useless pride. Baby, you feel so close, I wish you could see my love, Baby, you've changed my life, I'm trying to show you. When night reveals a star-filled sky, I want to hold it in my hands, When snowflakes heal the ugly ground, Your beauty hides the joy I've found. |
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from Genesis - From Genesis To Revelation (1969)
The silent sun that never shines,
She is the warmth of my lonely heart, The motion of a turning wheel, Can't you stop it and look around. Baby, you feel so close, I wish you could see my love, Baby, you've changed my life, I'm trying to show you. A tiny stone that hides from me Can't you see that I'm just outside, A mountain stream that chills the sea, Can't you feel in your useless pride. Baby, you feel so close, I wish you could see my love, Baby, you've changed my life, I'm trying to show you. When night reveals a star-filled sky, I want to hold it in my hands, When snowflakes heal the ugly ground, Your beauty hides the joy I've found. |
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from Genesis - From Genesis To Revelation (1969)
The silent sun that never shines,
She is the warmth of my lonely heart, The motion of a turning wheel, Can't you stop it and look around. Baby, you feel so close, I wish you could see my love, Baby, you've changed my life, I'm trying to show you. A tiny stone that hides from me Can't you see that I'm just outside, A mountain stream that chills the sea, Can't you feel in your useless pride. Baby, you feel so close, I wish you could see my love, Baby, you've changed my life, I'm trying to show you. When night reveals a star-filled sky, I want to hold it in my hands, When snowflakes heal the ugly ground, Your beauty hides the joy I've found. |
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from Genesis - From Genesis To Revelation (1969)
Dark nights the planets are set
Creator prepares for the dawn of man You're waking up, the day of incarnation, Said you're waking up to life Images he made to love Images of god in flesh, Man is wonderful, very wonderful, look at him Beware the future. Here is my world and it's waiting for me, Paradise before my eyes, I am alive in a new born world, This heaven will always be mine I'm waking up, the day of man has come, I'm waking up, the day of man has come. And god created man from dust, with a soul Inside his mould, And god created womankind, The vessel of satan's hold. Creator made the serpent wise Evil in his tempting eyes, Man is wonderful, very wonderful, look at him, beware the future. Here is my world and it's waiting for me, Paradise before my eyes, I am alive in a new born world, This heaven will always be mine I'm waking up, the day of man has come, I'm waking up, the day of man has come. Dark nights the planets are set Creator prepares for the dawn of man You're waking up, the day of incarnation, Said you're waking up to life Here I stand child in a lonely world, Watch the serpent tempting me to evil The guiding hand will help me on. The guiding hand will help me on. |
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from Peter Gabriel - Peter Gabriel 4 (2004)
Looking out the window
I see the red dust clear High up on the red rock Stands the shadow with the spear The land here is strong Strong beneath my feet it feeds on the blood it feeds on the heat The rhythm is below me The rhythm of the heat The rhythm is around me The rhythm has control The rhythm is inside me The rhythm has my soul The rhythm of the heat The rhythm of the heat The rhythm of the heat The rhythm of the heat Drawn across the plainland To the place that is higher Drawn into the circle That dances round the fire We spit into our hands And breathe across the palms Raising them up high Help open to the sun Self-conscious, uncertain I'm showered with the dust The spirit enters into me And I submit to trust Smash the radio No outside voices here Smash the watch Cannot tear the day to shreds Smash the camera Cannot steal away the spirits The rhythm is around me The rhythm has control The rhythm is inside me The rhythm has my soul |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Nursery Cryme (1971)
Turn and run,
Nothing can stop them, Around every river and canal their power is growing. Stamp them out, We must destroy them. They infiltrate each city with their thick dark warning odour. They are invincible, They seem immune to all our herbicidal battering. Long ago in the Russian hills, A Victorian explorer found the regal Hogweed by a marsh, He captured it and brought it home. Botanical creature stirs, seeking revenge. Royal beast did not forget. He came home to London, And made a present of the Hogweed to the Royal Gardens at Kew. Waste no time, They are approaching. Hurry now, we must ptotect ourselves and find some shelter Strike by night They are defenceless. They all need the sun to photosensitize their venom. Still they're invincible, Still they're immune to all our herbicidal battering. Fashionable country gentlemen had some cultivated wild gardens, In which they innocently planted the Giant Hogweed throughout the land. Botanical creature stirs, seeking revenge. Royal beast did not forget. Soon they escaped, spreading their seed, preparing for an onslaught, Threatening the human race. < THE DANCE OF THE GIANT HOGWEED > Mighty Hogweed is avenged. Human bodies soon will know our anger. Kill them with your Hogweed hairs HERACLEUM MANTEGAZZIANI Giant Hogweed lives |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Live [live] (1973)
Turn and run,
Nothing can stop them, Around every river and canal their power is growing. Stamp them out, We must destroy them. They infiltrate each city with their thick dark warning odour. They are invincible, They seem immune to all our herbicidal battering. Long ago in the Russian hills, A Victorian explorer found the regal Hogweed by a marsh, He captured it and brought it home. Botanical creature stirs, seeking revenge. Royal beast did not forget. He came home to London, And made a present of the Hogweed to the Royal Gardens at Kew. Waste no time, They are approaching. Hurry now, we must ptotect ourselves and find some shelter Strike by night They are defenceless. They all need the sun to photosensitize their venom. Still they're invincible, Still they're immune to all our herbicidal battering. Fashionable country gentlemen had some cultivated wild gardens, In which they innocently planted the Giant Hogweed throughout the land. Botanical creature stirs, seeking revenge. Royal beast did not forget. Soon they escaped, spreading their seed, preparing for an onslaught, Threatening the human race. < THE DANCE OF THE GIANT HOGWEED > Mighty Hogweed is avenged. Human bodies soon will know our anger. Kill them with your Hogweed hairs HERACLEUM MANTEGAZZIANI Giant Hogweed lives |
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from Peter Gabriel - Scratch My Back (2010)
""The Power Of The Heart""
(originally by Lou Reed) You and me we always sweat and we strain you look for sun and I look for rain we're different people, we're not the same the power of the sun I looked for treetops, you looked for caps above the water, where the waves snap back I flew around the world to bring you back ah the power of the heart you looked at me and I looked at you the sleeping heart was shining through the wispy cobwebs that we're breathing through the power of the heart I looked at you and you looked at me I thought of the past, you thought of what could be I asked you once again to marry me the power of the heart Everybody says love makes the world go round I hear a bubbling and I hear a sound of my heart beating and I turn around and find you standing at the door you know me I like to dream a lot of this and that and what is not and finally I figured out what was what it was the power of the heart You and me we sweat and strain the result is always the same you think somehow we're in a game the power of the heart the power of the heart I think I'm dumb I know you're smart the beating of a purebred heart I say this to you and it's not a lark marry me today You know me I like to dream a lot of what there is and what there's not but mainly I dream of you a lot the power of the heart the power of the heart |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Nursery Cryme (1971)
Play me Old King Cole
That I may join with you, All your hearts now seem so far from me It hardly seems to matter now. And the nurse will tell you lies Of a kingdom beyond the skies. But I am lost within this half-world, It hardly seems to matter now. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Just a little bit, Just a little bit more time, Time left to live out my life. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Old King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old sould was he. So he called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three. The clock, tick tock, On the matelpiece, And I want, And I fee, And I know, And i touch, The wall. She's a lady, she's got time. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face. She's a lady, she's mine. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh. I've been waiting here for so long And all this time has past me by It doesn't seem to matter now You stand there with your fixed expression Casting doubt on all I have to say Why don't you touch me, touch me, Why don't you touch me, touch me, touch me, Touch me now, now, now, now, now..... |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Live [live] (1973)
Play me Old King Cole
That I may join with you, All your hearts now seem so far from me It hardly seems to matter now. And the nurse will tell you lies Of a kingdom beyond the skies. But I am lost within this half-world, It hardly seems to matter now. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Just a little bit, Just a little bit more time, Time left to live out my life. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Old King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old sould was he. So he called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three. The clock, tick tock, On the matelpiece, And I want, And I fee, And I know, And i touch, The wall. She's a lady, she's got time. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face. She's a lady, she's mine. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh. I've been waiting here for so long And all this time has past me by It doesn't seem to matter now You stand there with your fixed expression Casting doubt on all I have to say Why don't you touch me, touch me, Why don't you touch me, touch me, touch me, Touch me now, now, now, now, now..... |
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from Genesis - Genesis Live [video, live] (2004)
Play me Old King Cole
That I may join with you, All your hearts now seem so far from me It hardly seems to matter now. And the nurse will tell you lies Of a kingdom beyond the skies. But I am lost within this half-world, It hardly seems to matter now. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Just a little bit, Just a little bit more time, Time left to live out my life. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Old King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old sould was he. So he called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three. The clock, tick tock, On the matelpiece, And I want, And I fee, And I know, And i touch, The wall. She's a lady, she's got time. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face. She's a lady, she's mine. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh. I've been waiting here for so long And all this time has past me by It doesn't seem to matter now You stand there with your fixed expression Casting doubt on all I have to say Why don't you touch me, touch me, Why don't you touch me, touch me, touch me, Touch me now, now, now, now, now..... |
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from Genesis - Genesis Live [video, live] (2004)
Play me Old King Cole
That I may join with you, All your hearts now seem so far from me It hardly seems to matter now. And the nurse will tell you lies Of a kingdom beyond the skies. But I am lost within this half-world, It hardly seems to matter now. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Just a little bit, Just a little bit more time, Time left to live out my life. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Play me my song. Here it comes again. Old King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old sould was he. So he called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three. The clock, tick tock, On the matelpiece, And I want, And I fee, And I know, And i touch, The wall. She's a lady, she's got time. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face. She's a lady, she's mine. Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh. I've been waiting here for so long And all this time has past me by It doesn't seem to matter now You stand there with your fixed expression Casting doubt on all I have to say Why don't you touch me, touch me, Why don't you touch me, touch me, touch me, Touch me now, now, now, now, now..... |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
As he walks along the gorge's edge,
He meets a sense of yesteryear. A window in the bank above his head Reveals his home amidst the streets. Subway sounds, the sounds of complaint The smell of acid on his gun of paint. As it carves out anger in a blood-red band, Destroyed tomorrow by an unknown hand; -My home. Is this the way out from this endless scene? Or just an entrance to another dream? And the light dies down on Broadway. But as the skylight beckons him to leave, He hears a scream fro far below. Within the raging water, writhes the form Of brother John, he cries for help. The gate is fading now, but open wide, But John is drowning, I must decide Between the freedom I had in the rat-race, Or to stay forever in this forsaken place; Hey John! He makes for the river and the gate is gone, Back to the void where it came from. And the light dies down on Broadway |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
As he walks along the gorge's edge,
He meets a sense of yesteryear. A window in the bank above his head Reveals his home amidst the streets. Subway sounds, the sounds of complaint The smell of acid on his gun of paint. As it carves out anger in a blood-red band, Destroyed tomorrow by an unknown hand; -My home. Is this the way out from this endless scene? Or just an entrance to another dream? And the light dies down on Broadway. But as the skylight beckons him to leave, He hears a scream fro far below. Within the raging water, writhes the form Of brother John, he cries for help. The gate is fading now, but open wide, But John is drowning, I must decide Between the freedom I had in the rat-race, Or to stay forever in this forsaken place; Hey John! He makes for the river and the gate is gone, Back to the void where it came from. And the light dies down on Broadway |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
The scent grows richer, he knows he must be near,
He finds a long passageway lit by chandelier. Each step he takes, the perfumes change From familiar fragrance to flavours strange. A magnificent chamber meets his eye. Inside, a long rose-water pool is shrouded by fine mist. Stepping in the moist silence, with a warm breeze he's gently kissed. Thinking he is quite alone, He enters the room, as if it were his own, But ripples on the sweet pink water Reveal some company unthought of- Rael stands astonished doubting his sight, Struck by beauty, gripped in fright; Three vermilion snakes of female face, The smallest motion, filled with grace. Muted melodies fill the echoing hall, But there is no sign of warning in the siren's call: "Rael welcome, we are the Lamia of the pool. We have been waiting for our waters to bring you cool." Putting fear beside him, he trusts in beauty blind, He slips into the nectar, leaving his shredded clothes behind. "With their tongues, they test, taste and judge all that is mine. They move in a series of caresses That glide up and down my spine. As they nibble the fruit of my flesh, I feel no pain, Only a magic that a name would stain. With the first drop of my blood in their veins Their faces are convulsed in mortal pains. The fairest cries, 'We all have loved you Rael'." Each empty snakelike body floats, Silent sorrow in empty boats. A sickly sourness fills the room, The bitter harvest of a dying bloom. Looking for motion I know I will not find, I stroke the curls now turning pale, in which I'd lain entwined "O Lamia, your flesh that remains I will take as my food" It is the scent of garlic that lingers on my choclate fingers. Looking behind me, the water turns icy blue, The lights are dimmed and once again the stage is set for you |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
The scent grows richer, he knows he must be near,
He finds a long passageway lit by chandelier. Each step he takes, the perfumes change From familiar fragrance to flavours strange. A magnificent chamber meets his eye. Inside, a long rose-water pool is shrouded by fine mist. Stepping in the moist silence, with a warm breeze he's gently kissed. Thinking he is quite alone, He enters the room, as if it were his own, But ripples on the sweet pink water Reveal some company unthought of- Rael stands astonished doubting his sight, Struck by beauty, gripped in fright; Three vermilion snakes of female face, The smallest motion, filled with grace. Muted melodies fill the echoing hall, But there is no sign of warning in the siren's call: "Rael welcome, we are the Lamia of the pool. We have been waiting for our waters to bring you cool." Putting fear beside him, he trusts in beauty blind, He slips into the nectar, leaving his shredded clothes behind. "With their tongues, they test, taste and judge all that is mine. They move in a series of caresses That glide up and down my spine. As they nibble the fruit of my flesh, I feel no pain, Only a magic that a name would stain. With the first drop of my blood in their veins Their faces are convulsed in mortal pains. The fairest cries, 'We all have loved you Rael'." Each empty snakelike body floats, Silent sorrow in empty boats. A sickly sourness fills the room, The bitter harvest of a dying bloom. Looking for motion I know I will not find, I stroke the curls now turning pale, in which I'd lain entwined "O Lamia, your flesh that remains I will take as my food" It is the scent of garlic that lingers on my choclate fingers. Looking behind me, the water turns icy blue, The lights are dimmed and once again the stage is set for you |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
(Written by Banks,Collins,Gabriel,Hackett,Rutherford)
And the lamb lies down on Broadway. Early morning Manhattan, Ocean winds blow on the land. The Movie-Palace is now undone, The all-night watchmen have had their fun. Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show, It's the same old ending - time to go. Get out! It seems they cannot leave their dream. There's something moving in the sidewalk steam, And the lamb lies down on Broadway. Nighttimes's flyers feel their pains, Drugstore takes down the chains. Metal motion comes in bursts, But the gas station can quench that thirst. Suspension cracked on unmade road The trucker's eyes read 'Overload' And out of the subway, Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid Exits into daylight, spraygun hid, And the lamb lies down on Broadway. The lamb seems right out of place, Yet the Broadway street scene find a focus in its face. Somehow it's lying there, Brings a stillness to the air. Though man-made light, at night is very bright, There's no whitewash victim, As the neons dim, to the coat of white. Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid Wipes his gun - he's forgotten what he did, And the lamb lies down on Broadway. Suzanne tired her work all done, Thinks money - honey - be on - neon. Cabman's velvet glove sounds the horn And the sawdust king spits out his scorn, Wonder women you can draw your blind! Don't look at me! I'm not your kind. I'm Rael! Something inside me has just begun, Lord knows what I have done, And the lamb lies down on Broadway, On Broadway - They say the lights are always bright on Broadway, They say there's always magic in the air. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
(Written by Banks,Collins,Gabriel,Hackett,Rutherford)
And the lamb lies down on Broadway. Early morning Manhattan, Ocean winds blow on the land. The Movie-Palace is now undone, The all-night watchmen have had their fun. Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show, It's the same old ending - time to go. Get out! It seems they cannot leave their dream. There's something moving in the sidewalk steam, And the lamb lies down on Broadway. Nighttimes's flyers feel their pains, Drugstore takes down the chains. Metal motion comes in bursts, But the gas station can quench that thirst. Suspension cracked on unmade road The trucker's eyes read 'Overload' And out of the subway, Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid Exits into daylight, spraygun hid, And the lamb lies down on Broadway. The lamb seems right out of place, Yet the Broadway street scene find a focus in its face. Somehow it's lying there, Brings a stillness to the air. Though man-made light, at night is very bright, There's no whitewash victim, As the neons dim, to the coat of white. Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid Wipes his gun - he's forgotten what he did, And the lamb lies down on Broadway. Suzanne tired her work all done, Thinks money - honey - be on - neon. Cabman's velvet glove sounds the horn And the sawdust king spits out his scorn, Wonder women you can draw your blind! Don't look at me! I'm not your kind. I'm Rael! Something inside me has just begun, Lord knows what I have done, And the lamb lies down on Broadway, On Broadway - They say the lights are always bright on Broadway, They say there's always magic in the air. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Trespass (1970)
Tell me my life is about to begin
Tell me that I am a hero Promise me all your violent dreams Light up your body in anger. Now, in this ugly world It is time to destroy this evil. Now, when I give the word Are you ready to fight for your freedom? NOW Stand up and fight, for you know we are right We must strike at the lies That have spread like disease through our minds. Soon we'll have power, every soldier will rest And we'll spread out of kindness To all who our love now deserve. Some of you are going to die Martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide. I'll give you the names of those you must kill, All must die with their children. Carry their heads to the palace of old, Hang them on stakes let the blood flow. Now, in this hate-filled world We must break all the chains that have bound us. Now, the crusade has begun We shall make this a land fit for heroes. NOW Stand up and fight, for you know we are right We must strike at the lies That have spread like disease through our minds. Soon we'll have power, every soldier will rest And we'll spread out of kindness To all who our love now deserve. Some of you are going to die Martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide. We are only wanting freedom. WE HAVE WON Some of you are going to die, Martyrs of course to the freedom I shall provide. |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Live [live] (1973)
Tell me my life is about to begin
Tell me that I am a hero Promise me all your violent dreams Light up your body in anger. Now, in this ugly world It is time to destroy this evil. Now, when I give the word Are you ready to fight for your freedom? NOW Stand up and fight, for you know we are right We must strike at the lies That have spread like disease through our minds. Soon we'll have power, every soldier will rest And we'll spread out of kindness To all who our love now deserve. Some of you are going to die Martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide. I'll give you the names of those you must kill, All must die with their children. Carry their heads to the palace of old, Hang them on stakes let the blood flow. Now, in this hate-filled world We must break all the chains that have bound us. Now, the crusade has begun We shall make this a land fit for heroes. NOW Stand up and fight, for you know we are right We must strike at the lies That have spread like disease through our minds. Soon we'll have power, every soldier will rest And we'll spread out of kindness To all who our love now deserve. Some of you are going to die Martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide. We are only wanting freedom. WE HAVE WON Some of you are going to die, Martyrs of course to the freedom I shall provide. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
"It's the last great adventure left to mankind"
- Screams a drooping lady Offering her dreamdolls at less than extortionate prices. And as the notes and coins are taken out I'm taken in, to the factory floor. For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. Got people stocked in every shade, He must be doing well with trade. Stamped, addressed, in odd fatality, That evens out their personality. With profit potential marked by a sign. I can recognise some of the production line. No bite at all in labour bondage, Just wrinkled wrappers or human bandage. The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. The hall runs like clockwork Their hands mark out the time, Empty in their fullness Like a frozen pantomime. Everyone's a sales representative Wearing slogans in their shrine. Dishing out failsafe superlative. Brother John is No. 9. For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. And the decor on the ceiling Has planned out their future day I see no sign of free will, So I guess I'll have to pay, Pay my way. For the Grand Parade. For the Grand Parade. For the Grand Parade. For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. The Grand parade, The Grand parade, The Grand parade... |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
"It's the last great adventure left to mankind"
- Screams a drooping lady Offering her dreamdolls at less than extortionate prices. And as the notes and coins are taken out I'm taken in, to the factory floor. For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. Got people stocked in every shade, He must be doing well with trade. Stamped, addressed, in odd fatality, That evens out their personality. With profit potential marked by a sign. I can recognise some of the production line. No bite at all in labour bondage, Just wrinkled wrappers or human bandage. The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. The hall runs like clockwork Their hands mark out the time, Empty in their fullness Like a frozen pantomime. Everyone's a sales representative Wearing slogans in their shrine. Dishing out failsafe superlative. Brother John is No. 9. For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. And the decor on the ceiling Has planned out their future day I see no sign of free will, So I guess I'll have to pay, Pay my way. For the Grand Parade. For the Grand Parade. For the Grand Parade. For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - All ready to use The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging - Just need a fuse. The Grand parade, The Grand parade, The Grand parade... |
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from Genesis, Genesis - Nursery Cryme (1971)
From a dense forest of tall, dark, pinewood,
Mount Ida rises like an island. Within a hidden cave, nymphs had kept a child; Hermaphroditus, son of gods, so afraid of their love. As the dawn creeps up the sky The hunter caught sight of a doe. In desire for conquest, He found himself, within a glade he'd not beheld before. Hermaphroditus: "Where are you my father. Give wisdom to your son" Narrator: "Then he could go no farther. Now lost, the boy was guided by the sun" And as his strength began to fail He saw a shimmering lake. A shadow in the dark green depths Distrubed the strange tranquility. Salmacis: "The waters are disturbed. Some creature has been stirred" Narrator: "The waters are disturbed The naiad queen Salmacis has been stirred" As he rushed to quench his thirst, A fountain spring appeared before him And as his heated breath brushed through the cool mist, A liquid voice called "Son of gods, drink from my spring." The water tasted strangely sweet. Behind him the voice called again. He turned and saw her, in a cloak of mist alone And as he gazed, her eyes were filled with the darkness of the lake. Salmacis: "We shall be one. We shall be joined as one" Narrator: "She wanted them as one. Yet he had no desire to be one" Hermaphroditus: "Away from me cold-blooded woman Your thirst is not mine" Salmacis: "Nothing will cause us to part Hear me O gods" Unearthly calm descended from ther sky And then their flesh and bones were strangely merged Forever to be joined as one. The creature crawled into the lake A fading voice was heard: "And I beg, yes I beg, that all who touch this spring May share my fate" Salmacis: "We are the one. We are the one" Narrator: "The two are now made one, Demi-god and nymph are now made one" Both had given everything they had. A lover's dream had been fulfilled at last, Forever still beneath the lake. |
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from Peter Gabriel - Peter Gabriel 4 (2004)
Suffocated by mirrors, stained by dreams
Her honey belly pulls the seams Curves are still upon the hinge Pale zeros tinge the tiger skin Moist as grass, ripe and heavy as the night The sponge is full, well out of sight All around the conversations Icing on the warm flesh cake Light creeps through her secret tunnels Sucked into the open spaces Burning out in sudden flashes Draining blood from well-fed faces Desires form in subtle whispers Flex the muscles in denial Up and down its pristine cage So the music, so the trial Vows of sacrifice, headless chickens Dance in circles, they the blessed Man and wife, undressed by all Their grafted trunks in heat possessed Even as the soft skins tingle They mingle with the homeless mother Who loves the day but lives another That once was hers The worried father, long lost lover Brushes ashes with his broom Rehearses jokes to fly and hover Bursting over the bride and groom And the talk goes on Memories crash on tireless waves The lifeguards whom the winter saves Silence falls the guillotine All the doors are shut Nervous hands grip tight the knife In the darkness, till the cake is cut Passed around, in little pieces The body and the flesh The family and the fishing-net And another in the mesh The body and the flesh |
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from Peter Gabriel - Up (2002)
moving down the fuselage
toward the open door catch you looking down outside to see what lies ahead one by one you watch them fall fall through cloud one by one you watch them fall no idea where they're going but down where they've gone where they've gone watching as the sun goes down i sit inside this plane notice how the city lights are like the nerves inside the brain one by one they're going out you watch them dim one by one you watch them fall and wonder where they're falling to |
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from Genesis - From Genesis To Revelation (1969)
He climbs inside the looking glass
And points at everything he hates, He calls to you hey look out son, That's a gun they're pointing at your pretty Face. And the heads they are a rolling, For the conqueror is on his way, And the justice day is coming, For the conqueror is on his way, Five hundred little women are calling At their hero's door, Yes their hero's working overtime, He's squirming on an empty floor. And the heads they are a rolling, For the conqueror is on his way, And the justice day is coming, For the conqueror is on his way, He's bought the castle on the hill He's bought it just to knock it down, The local power shout him down, They say he's just an empty headed clown. And the heads they are a rolling, For the conqueror is on his way, And the justice day is coming, For the conqueror is on his way, He's busy building monuments, To hide inside his empty grave, You there can you find some souls He's looking for some people to save. And the heads they are a rolling, For the conqueror is on his way, And the justice day is coming, For the conqueror is on his way, And the words of love are killing him, And the conqueror is on his way The words of love were lying on an empty floor, Just in the place where the conqueror lay. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
i) The Arrival
Rael: I wandered lonely as a cloud Till I came upon this dirty street I've never seen a stranger crowd Slubberdegullions on squeaky feet Continually pacing With nonchalant embracing Each orifice disgracing And one facing me Moves to say "hellay" Your skin's all covered in slimy lumps With lips that slide across each chin His twisted limbs like rubber stumps Are waved in welcome Say "Please join in:" My grip must be flipping 'Cause his handshake keeps slipping My hopes keep on dipping And his lips keep on Smiling all the time Slipperman: "We, like you Have tasted love Don't be alarmed At what you see You yourself Are just the same As what you see in me" Rael: Me Like you? Like that!? Slipperman: "You better watch it, son Your sentence has only just begun You better run and join your brother John" ii) A Visit to the Doktor Slipperman: "You're in the colony of slippermen There's no who, why What or when You can get out If you've got the gripe To see, Doktor Dyper Reformed sniper He'll whip off Your windscreenwiper" Rael: John and I are able To face the Doktor And his marble table He said... The Doktor: Understand, Rael That's the end of your tail Rael: "Don't delay Dock the dick!" I watch his countdown Timer tick... iii) The Raven He places the number into a tube It's a yellow plastic Shoobedoobe It says: "Though your fingers may tickle You'll be safe in our pickle" Suddenly, black cloud Come down from the sky Its a supersized black bird That sure can fly The raven brings on Darkness and night He flies right down Gives me one hell of a fright He takes the tube Right out of my hands Man, I've got to find Where that black bird lands "Look here, John I've got to run I need you now You're going to come?" He says to me... John: "Now can't you see Where the raven flies There's jeopardy? We've been cured on the couch Now you're sick with your grouch I'll not risk my honey pouch Which my slouch Will wear slung very low" Rael: He walks away And leaves me once again Even though I never learn I'd hoped he'd show Just some concern Some concern Ah... Some concern I'm in the agony of Slipperpain I pray my undercarriage will sustain The chase is on The pace is hot But I'm running so very hard With everything That I've got He leads me down an underpass Though it narrows He still flies very fast When the tunnel stops Catch sight of the tube Just as it drops I'm on top of a bank Too steep to climb I see it hit the water Just in time To watch it float away Watch it float away Watch it float away... |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
[1. THE ARRIVAL]
Rael: I wandered lonely as a cloud, Till I came upon this dirty street. I've never seen a stranger crowd; Slubberdegullions on squeaky feet. Continually pacing, With nonchalant embracing. Each orifice disgracing And one facing me moves to say 'hellay.' His skin's all covered in slimy lumps, With lips that slide across each chin. His twisted limbs like rubber stumps Are waved in welcome say 'Please join in.' My grip must be flipping, Cos his handshake keep slipping, My hopes keep on dipping And his lips keep on smiling all the time. Slipperman: "We, like you, have tasted love. Don't be alarmed at what you see, You yourself are just the same As what you see in me." Rael: Me, like you? like that? Slipperman: "You better watch it son, you sentence has only just begun You better run and join your brother John." [2. A VISIT TO THE DOKTOR] Slipperman: "You're in the colony of slippermen. There's no who? why? what? or when? You get out if you've got the gripe To see Doktor Dyper, reformed sniper - he'll whip off your Windscreenwiper Rael: John and I are able To face the Doktor and his marble table. The Doktor: Understand Rael, its the end of your tail. Rael: "Don't delay, dock the dick!" I watch his countdown timer tick... [3. THE RAVEN] He places the number into a tube, It's a yellow plastic shoobedoobe." It says: "Though your fingers may tickle You'll be safe in our pickle." Suddenly, black cloud comes down from the sky, It's a supersize black bird that sure can fly. The raven brings on darkness and night He flies right down, gives me one hell of a fright. He take the tube right out of my hands Man, I've got to find where that black bird lands. "Look here John, I've got to run I need you now, you going to come?" He says to me: John: "Now can't you see Where the raven flies there's jeopardy. We've been cured on the couch Now you're sick with your grouch. I'll not risk my honey pouch Which my slouch will wear slung very low." Rael: He walks away and leaves me once again. Even though I never learn, I'd hoped he'd show just some concern. Some concern... some concern... I'm in agony of Slipperpain I pray my undercarriage will sustain. The chase is on, the pace is hot But I'm running so very hard with everything that I've got. He leads me down an underpass Though it narrows, he still flies very fast, When the tunnel stops I catch sight of the tube, just as it drops. I'm on top of a bank too steep to climb I see it hit the water just in time To watch it float away. Watch it float away... |
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from Genesis - Selling England By The Pound (1973)
Home from work our Juliet
Clears her morning meal. She dabs her skin with pretty smells Concealing to appeal. I will make my bed, She said, but turned to go. Can she be late for her cinema show? Cinema show? Romeo locks his basement flat, And scurries up the stair. With head held high and floral tie, A weekend millionaire. I will make my bed With her tonight, he cries. Can he fail armed with his chocolate surprise? Take a little trip back with father Tiresias, Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through. I have crossed betwen the poles, for me there's no mystery. Once a man, like the sea I raged, Once a woman, like the earth I gave. There is in fact more earth than sea. Take a little trip back with father Tiresias, Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through. I have crossed betwen the poles, for me there's no mystery. Once a man, like the sea I raged, Once a woman, like the earth I gave. But there is in fact more earth than sea. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
At the top of the stairs, there's hundreds of people,
Running around to all the doors. They try to find, find themselves an audience; Their deductions need applause. The rich man stands in front of me. The poor man behind my back. They believe they can control the game, But the juggler holds another pack. I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I'd rather trust a countryman than a townman, You can judge by his eyes, take a look if you can. He'll smile through his guard, Survival trains hard. I'd rather trust a man who works with his hands, He looks at you once, you know he understands, Don't need any shield, When you're out in the field. But down here, I'm so alone with my fear, With everything that I hear. And every single door, that I've walked through Brings me back, back here again, I've got to find my own way. The priest and the magician, Singing all the chants that they have ever heard; And they're all calling out my name, Even academics, searching printed word. My father to the left of me, My mother to the right. Like everyone else they're pointing But nowhere feels quite right. And I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I'd rather trust a man who doesn't shout what he's found. There's no need to sell if you're homeword bound. If I choose a side. He won't take me for a ride. Back inside This chamber of so many doors; I've nowhere, nowhere to hide. I'd give you all of my dreams, if you'd help me. Find a door That doesn't lead me back again - Take me away. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
At the top of the stairs, there's hundreds of people,
Running around to all the doors. They try to find, find themselves an audience; Their deductions need applause. The rich man stands in front of me. The poor man behind my back. They believe they can control the game, But the juggler holds another pack. I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I'd rather trust a countryman than a townman, You can judge by his eyes, take a look if you can. He'll smile through his guard, Survival trains hard. I'd rather trust a man who works with his hands, He looks at you once, you know he understands, Don't need any shield, When you're out in the field. But down here, I'm so alone with my fear, With everything that I hear. And every single door, that I've walked through Brings me back, back here again, I've got to find my own way. The priest and the magician, Singing all the chants that they have ever heard; And they're all calling out my name, Even academics, searching printed word. My father to the left of me, My mother to the right. Like everyone else they're pointing But nowhere feels quite right. And I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. I'd rather trust a man who doesn't shout what he's found. There's no need to sell if you're homeword bound. If I choose a side. He won't take me for a ride. Back inside This chamber of so many doors; I've nowhere, nowhere to hide. I'd give you all of my dreams, if you'd help me. Find a door That doesn't lead me back again - Take me away. |
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from Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)
There is lamb's wool under my naked feet.
The wool is soft and warm Gives off some kind of heat A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid The fleas cling to the golden fleece Hoping they'll find peace Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid There's no hiding in memory There's no room to avoid The crawlers cover the floor In the red ocher corridor For my second sight of people They've more life blood than before They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door Where the needle's eye is winking Closing on the poor The carpet crawlers heed their callers We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out There's only one direction In the faces that I see It's upward to the ceiling Where the chamber's said to be Like the forest fight for sunlight That takes root in every tree. They are pulled up by the magnet Believing they're free The carpet crawlers heed their callers We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out Mild-mannered supermen Are held in kryptonite, And the wise and foolish virgins Giggle with their bodies glowing bright Through the door a harvest feast Is lit by candlelight It's the bottom of a staircase That spirals out of sight The carpet crawlers heed their callers We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out The porcelain mannequin With shattered skin fears attack And the eager pack lift up their pitchers They carry all they lack The liquid has congealed Which has seeped out through the crack And the tickler takes his stickleback The carpet crawlers heed their callers We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out We've gotta get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out We've got to get in to get out The carpet crawlers heed their callers |
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from Peter Gabriel - Scratch My Back (2010)
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, and These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long-distance call The way the camera follows us in slow-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky These are the days of miracle and wonder And 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 slow-mo The way we look to us all, oh, yeah The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky These are the days of miracle and wonder And 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 Think of the boy in the bubble And the baby with the baboon heart And I believe These are days of lasers in the jungle Lasers in the jungle somewhere Staccato signals of constant information A loose affiliation of millionaires And billionaires, and, baby These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long-distance call The way the camera follows us in slow-mo The way we look to us all, oh, yeah The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky These are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry, baby, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry |
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from Peter Gabriel - Scratch My Back (2010)
The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing It's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing But I I love it when you read to me And you You can read me anything The book of love has music in it In fact that's where music comes from Some of it is just transcendental Some of it is just really dumb But I I love it when you sing to me And you You can sing me anything The book of love is long and boring And written very long ago It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes And things we're all too young to know But I I love it when you give me things And you You ought to give me wedding rings And I I love it when you give me things And you You ought to give me wedding rings And I I love it when you give me things And you You ought to give me wedding rings You ought to give me wedding rings |
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from Genesis - Selling England By The Pound (1973)
(Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting over East-End Protection rights)
Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars - luxury cars. Each has got its load of convertible bars, cutlery cars - superscars! For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out, 'Cos they disagree on a gangland boundary. Yes, they disagree on a gangland boundary. There's Willy Wright and his boys - one helluva noise, that's Billy's boys! With fully fashioned mugs, that's Little John's thugs, the Barking Slugs - supersmugs! For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out, Yes, these Christian soldiers fight to protect the poor, East end heroes got to score in... The Battle of Epping Forest, yes it's the Battle of Epping Forest, right outside your door. No, you ain't seen nothing like it, No, you ain't seen nothing like it, Not since the Civil War. Coming over the hill are the boys of Bill, And Johnny's lads stand very still. With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout - There's no guns in this gentleman's bout. Georgie moves in on the outside left With a chain flying round his head; And Harold Demure, from Art Literature, Nips up the nearest tree. (Here comes the cavalry!) Amidst the battle roar, Accountants keep the score: 10-4 They've never been alone, after getting a radiophone. The bluebells are ringing for Sweetmeal Sam, real ham, Handing out bread and jam just like any picnic picnic,picnic,picnic It's 5-4 on William Wright; he made his pile on Derby night. When Billy was a kid, walking the streets, the other kids hid - so they did! And now, after working hard in security trade, he's got it made. The shops that need aid are those that haven't paid. "I do my dobule-show quick!" said Mick the Prick, fresh out the nick. "I sell cheap holiday. The minute they leave, then a visit I pay - and does it pay!" And his friend, Liquid Len by name, of Wine Women and Wandsworth fame, said "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framed! I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framed! Got me framed!" They called me the Reverend when I entered the Church unstained; My employers have changed but the name has remained. It all began when I went on a tour, Hoping to find some furniture. I followed a sign - it said "Beautiful Chest." It led to a lady who showed me her best. She was taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes. So she rang the bell, and quick as hell Bob the Nob came out of his job To see what the trouble was. "Louise, is the Reverend hard to please?" "You're telling me!" "Perhaps, sir, it's not too late, We could interest you in our old-fashioned Staffordshire plate?" "Oh no, not me, I'm a man of repute." But the Devil caught hold of my soul and a voice called out "Shoot!" To save my steeple, I visited people; For this I'd gone when I met Little John. His name came, I understood, When the judge said "You are a robbing hood." He told me of his strange foundation, Conceived on sight of the Woodstock nation; He'd had to hide his reputation. When poor, 'twas salvation from door to door. But now, with a pin-up guru every week, It's Love, Peace & Truth Incorporated for all who seek. He employed me as a karmamechanic, with overall charms. His hands were then fit to receive, receive alms. That's why we're in The Battle of Epping Forest, yes it's the Battle of Epping Forest, Right outside your door. We guard your souls for peanuts, And we guard your shops and houses For just a little more Just a little more In with a left hook is the Bethnal Green Butcher, But he's countered on the right by Mick's chain-gang fight, And Liquid Len, with his smashed bottle men, Is lobbing Bob the Nob across the gob. With his kisser in a mess, Bob seems under stress, But Jones the Jug hits Len right in the mug; And Harold Demure, who's still not quite sure, Fires acorns from out of his sling. (Here come the cavalry!) Up, up above the crowd, Inside their Silver Cloud, done proud, The bold and brazen brass, seen darkly through the glass. The butler's got jam on his Rolls; Roy doles out the lot, With tea from a silver pot just like any picnic. picnic, picnic, picnic Along the Forest Road, it's the end of the day and the Clouds roll away. Each has got its load - they'll come out for the count at the break-in of day. When the limos return for their final review, it's all through - All they can see is the morning goo. "There's no-one left alive - must be a draw." So the Blackcap Barons toss a coin to settle the score. |
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from Peter Gabriel - Up (2002)
one man at the window
one girl at the bar saw that look of recognition when they know just who you are i seen you on the tv i seen you on that show where you make the people crazy and then you let them go before the show we calm them we sympathise, we care and the hostile folk we keep apart till the red light says 'on air' did you see our leather lovers all tied up to the chair did you catch those child molesters no one else goes there what a show, the barry williams show what a show, dysfunctional excess is all it took for my success the greater pain that they endure the more you know the show has scored its showtime got the reputation of a surgeon cos they cannot feel the cut it looks so very simple but it really is an art they call our studio 'the hospital' making money from the sick we let people be themselves there is no other trick 'my lover stole my girlfriend' 'i keep beating up my ex' 'i want to kill my neighbour' 'my daughter's selling sex' 'my s/m lover hurt me' 'my girl became a man' 'i love my daughter's rapist' 'my life's gone down the pan' what a show, the barry williams show the barry williams show dysfunctional excess is all it took for my success and when the punches start to fly the ratings always read so high its showtime that girl has got no scruples not a wrinkle on her face you would not believe the plot she concieved so they'd let her take my place well, no man is an island no man is a sea but this display of emotion is all but drowning me what a show, oh what a show on my show, the barry williams show it's my show what a show dysfunctional excess is all it took for my success the best tv you've ever seen where people say the things they really mean I hear my name, i hear them roar for the one more time i take the floor just one more barry williams show we're gonna take you where you want to go it's showtime come on down come on down |
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from Genesis - The Silent Sun / That's Me [single] (1968)
Every morning when the people are out
And I'm free to move around on my own I look into the sun and I see a reflection Of a sad and lonely shrivelled man That's me, that's me And I know it's how I'm always gonna be Nothing to do, nothing to say Nothing to hope, and nothing to pray I can see, I can feel I've forgotten what I'm meant to be Won't come back, not if I try They told me things about me that I didn't know But I could tell they've told me lies And it really goes to show That everyone was wrong And they don't understand my ways But it's not me that's going wrong, it's them I can see, I can feel I've forgotten what I'm meant to be Won't come back, not if I try They told me things about me that I didn't know But I could tell they've told me lies And it really goes to show That everyone was wrong And they don't understand my ways But it's not me that's going wrong, it's them Every morning when the people are out And I'm free to move around my own I look into the sun and I see a reflection Of a sad and lonely shrivelled man That's me, that's me And I know it's how I'm always gonna be That's me, that's me And I know it's how I'm always gonna be Shrivelled old man Who hides from a world He's never seen the light That can set him free His vicious life Is such a shame I wanna find out who's to blame And that's me, oh that's me, aaoh Set me free |
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from Genesis - From Genesis To Revelation (1969)
Every morning when the people are out
And I'm free to move around on my own I look into the sun and I see a reflection Of a sad and lonely shrivelled man That's me, that's me And I know it's how I'm always gonna be Nothing to do, nothing to say Nothing to hope, and nothing to pray I can see, I can feel I've forgotten what I'm meant to be Won't come back, not if I try They told me things about me that I didn't know But I could tell they've told me lies And it really goes to show That everyone was wrong And they don't understand my ways But it's not me that's going wrong, it's them I can see, I can feel I've forgotten what I'm meant to be Won't come back, not if I try They told me things about me that I didn't know But I could tell they've told me lies And it really goes to show That everyone was wrong And they don't understand my ways But it's not me that's going wrong, it's them Every morning when the people are out And I'm free to move around my own I look into the sun and I see a reflection Of a sad and lonely shrivelled man That's me, that's me And I know it's how I'm always gonna be That's me, that's me And I know it's how I'm always gonna be Shrivelled old man Who hides from a world He's never seen the light That can set him free His vicious life Is such a shame I wanna find out who's to blame And that's me, oh that's me, aaoh Set me free |
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from Genesis - From Genesis To Revelation (1969)
Every morning when the people are out
And I'm free to move around on my own I look into the sun and I see a reflection Of a sad and lonely shrivelled man That's me, that's me And I know it's how I'm always gonna be Nothing to do, nothing to say Nothing to hope, and nothing to pray I can see, I can feel I've forgotten what I'm meant to be Won't come back, not if I try They told me things about me that I didn't know But I could tell they've told me lies And it really goes to show That everyone was wrong And they don't understand my ways But it's not me that's going wrong, it's them I can see, I can feel I've forgotten what I'm meant to be Won't come back, not if I try They told me things about me that I didn't know But I could tell they've told me lies And it really goes to show That everyone was wrong And they don't understand my ways But it's not me that's going wrong, it's them Every morning when the people are out And I'm free to move around my own I look into the sun and I see a reflection Of a sad and lonely shrivelled man That's me, that's me And I know it's how I'm always gonna be That's me, that's me And I know it's how I'm always gonna be Shrivelled old man Who hides from a world He's never seen the light That can set him free His vicious life Is such a shame I wanna find out who's to blame And that's me, oh that's me, aaoh Set me free |
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from Peter Gabriel - So (1986)
I want to be with you
I want to be clear but each time I try it's the voice I hear I hear that voice again I'm listening to the conversation judge and jury in my head it's colouring everything all we did and said and still I head that sharp tongue talking talking tangled words I can sense the danger just listen to the wind I want you close I want you near I can't help but listen but I don't want to hear hear that voice again I want to be with you I want to be clear but each time I try it's the voice I hear I hear that voice again I'm hearing right and wrong so clearly there must be more than this it's only in uncertainty that we're naked and alive I hear it through the rattle of a streetcar hear it through the things you said I can get so scared listen to the wind I want you close I want you near I can't help but listen but I don't want to hear hear that voice again what I carry in my heart brings us so close or so far apart only love can make love I want you close I want you near I can't help but listen but I don't want to hear I hear that voice again I want to be with you I want to be clear but each time I try it's the voice I hear I hear that voice again |
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Trackback from :: 자기만의 방 :: 2007-12-13 15:19:31
Subject : 뮤지스탤지아에서 들어본 - Peter Gabriel(Don't give up feat. Kate Bush)
