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from John Lennon, Yoko Ono - Double Fantasy (1980)
(Just Like) Starting Over
Our life together is so precious together We have grown, we have grown Although our love is still special Let's take a chance and fly away somewhere alone It's been too long since we took the time No-one's to blame, I know time flies so quickly But when I see you darling It's like we both are falling in love again It'll be just like starting over, starting over Everyday we used to make it love Why can't we be making love nice and easy It's time to spread our wings and fly Don't let another day go by my love It'll be just like starting over, starting over Why don't we take off alone Take a trip somewhere far, far away We'll be together all alone again Like we used to in the early days Well, well, well darling It's been too long since we took the time No-one's to blame, I know time flies so quickly But when I see you darling It's like we both are falling in love again It'll be just like starting over, starting over Our life together is so precious together We have grown, we have grown Although our love is still special Let's take a chance and fly away somewhere Starting over |
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from John Lennon, Yoko Ono - Double Fantasy (1980)
Close your eyes
Have no fear The monster's gone He's on the run and your daddy's here Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Before you go to sleep Say a little prayer Every day in every way It's getting better and better Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Out on the ocean sailing away I can hardly wait To see you come of age But I guess we'll both just have to be patient 'Cause it's a long way to go A hard row to hoe Yes it's a long way to go But in the meantime Before you cross the street Take my hand Life is what happens to you While you're busy making other plans Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Before you go to sleep Say a little prayer Every day in every way It's getting better and better Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Beautiful boy Darling, darling, darling Darling Sean |
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from John Lennon, Yoko Ono - Double Fantasy (1980)
Even after all these years
I miss you when you're not here I wish you were here my dear Yoko Even if it's just a day I miss you when you're away I wish you were here today dear Yoko Even if it's just one night I miss you and it don't feel right I wish you were here tonight dear Yoko Even if it's just one hour I wilt just like a fading flower Ain't nothing in the world like our love dear Yoko Oh Yoko I'll never, ever, ever, ever, ever gonna let you go Oh Yoko I'll never, ever, ever, ever, ever gonna let you go Even when I'm miles at sea And nowhere is the place to be Your spirit's watching over me dear Yoko Even when I watch T.V. There's a hole where you're supposed to be There's nobody lying next to me dear Yoko Oh Yoko I'll never, ever, ever, ever, ever gonna let you go Oh Yoko I'll never, ever, ever, ever, ever gonna let you go Even after all this time I miss you like the sun don't shine Without I'm a one track mind dear Yoko After all is really said and done The two of us are really one The goddess really smiled upon our love dear Yoko |
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from John Lennon, Yoko Ono - Double Fantasy (1980)
What is the matter with this thing?
It is speaking on my feet here. That's why we're having this interruptions Very bad. Well I try so hard to stay alive But the angel of destruction keeps on hounding me all around But I know in my heart that we never really parted, oh no They say the Lord helps those who help themselves So I'm asking this question in the hope that you'll be kind 'Cause I know deep inside I was never satisfied Oh no, Lord help me Lord help me now Please help me Lord, yeah, yeah, yeah Help me to help myself Help me to help myself I say, I say that's how you gonna do it. Okay. |
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from John Lennon, Yoko Ono - Double Fantasy (1980)
Here in some stranger's room
Late in the afternoon What am I doing here at all? Ain't no doubt about it I'm losing you I'm losing you Somehow the wires got crossed Communication's lost Can't even get you on the telephone Just got to shout about it I'm losing you I'm losing you Well, here in the valley of indecision I don't know what to do I feel you slipping away I feel you slipping away I'm losing you I'm losing you Well now, you say you're not getting enough But I remind you of all that bad, bad, bad stuff So what the hell am I supposed to do? Just put a bandaid on it? And stop the bleeding now Stop the bleeding now I'm losing you I'm losing you Well, well, well I know I hurt you then But hell, that was way back when Well, do you still have to carry that cross? (drop it) Don't want to hear about it I'm losing you I'm losing you Don't want to lose you now Welllllllll! So long ago |
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from John Lennon, Yoko Ono - Double Fantasy (1980)
People say I'm crazy doing what I'm doing
Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin When I say that I'm o.k. well they look at me kind of strange Surely you're not happy now you no longer play the game People say I'm lazy dreaming my life away Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me When I tell them that I'm doing fine watching shadows on the wall Don't you miss the big time boy you're no longer on the ball I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round I really love to watch them roll No longer riding on the merry-go-round I just had to let it go Ah, people asking questions lost in confusion Well I tell them there's no problem, only solutions Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I've lost my mind I tell them there's no hurry I'm just sitting here doing time I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round I really love to watch them roll No longer riding on the merry-go-round I just had to let it go I just had to let it go I just had to let it go |
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from John Lennon, Yoko Ono - Double Fantasy (1980)
Woman I can hardly express
My mixed emotions at my thoughtlessness After all I'm forever in your debt And woman I will try to express My inner feelings and thankfulness For showing me the meaning of success Ooh, well, well Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo Ooh, well, well Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo Woman I know you understand The little child inside the man Please remember my life is in your hands And woman hold me close to your heart However distant don't keep us apart After all it is written in the stars Ooh, well, well Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo Ooh, well, well Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo Wellll Woman please let me explain I never meant to cause you sorrow or pain So let me tell you again and again and again I love you, yeah, yeah Now and forever I love you, yeah, yeah Now and forever I love you, yeah, yeah Now and forever I love you, yeah, yeah |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Discipline (1981)
Talk, it's only talk
Arguments, agreements, advice, answers, Articulate announcements It's only talk Talk, it's only talk Babble, burble, banter, bicker bicker bicker Brouhaha, balderdash, ballyhoo It's only talk Back talk Talk talk talk, it's only talk Comments, cliches, commentary, controversy Chatter, chit-chat, chit-chat, chit-chat, Conversation, contradiction, criticism It's only talk Cheap talk Talk, talk, it's only talk Debates, discussions These are words with a D this time Dialog, duologue, diatribe, Dissention, declamation Double talk, double talk Talk, talk, it's all talk Too much talk Small talk Talk that trash Expressions, editorials, explanations, exclamations, exaggerations It's all talk Elephant talk? Elephant talk? Elephant talk! |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Discipline (1981)
Talk, it's only talk
Arguments, agreements, advice, answers, Articulate announcements It's only talk Talk, it's only talk Babble, burble, banter, bicker bicker bicker Brouhaha, balderdash, ballyhoo It's only talk Back talk Talk talk talk, it's only talk Comments, cliches, commentary, controversy Chatter, chit-chat, chit-chat, chit-chat, Conversation, contradiction, criticism It's only talk Cheap talk Talk, talk, it's only talk Debates, discussions These are words with a D this time Dialog, duologue, diatribe, Dissention, declamation Double talk, double talk Talk, talk, it's all talk Too much talk Small talk Talk that trash Expressions, editorials, explanations, exclamations, exaggerations It's all talk Elephant talk? Elephant talk? Elephant talk! |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Discipline (1981)
Frame by frame (Suddenly)
Death by drowning (from within) In your, in your analysis. Step by step (Suddenly) Doubt by numbers (from within) In your, in your analysis. |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Discipline (1981)
Frame by frame (Suddenly)
Death by drowning (from within) In your, in your analysis. Step by step (Suddenly) Doubt by numbers (from within) In your, in your analysis. |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Discipline (1981)
I do remember one thing.
It took hours and hours but.. by the time I was done with it, I was so involved, I didn't know what to think. I carried it around with me for days and days.. playing little games like not looking at it for a whole day and then.. looking at it. to see if I still liked it. I did. I repeat myself when under stress. I repeat myself when under stress. I repeat myself when under stress. I repeat myself when under stress. I repeat.. The more I look at it, the more I like it. I do think it's good. The fact is.. no matter how closely I study it, no matter how I take it apart, no matter how I break it down, It remains consistent. I wish you were here to see it. I like it. |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Discipline (1981)
I do remember one thing.
It took hours and hours but.. by the time I was done with it, I was so involved, I didn't know what to think. I carried it around with me for days and days.. playing little games like not looking at it for a whole day and then.. looking at it. to see if I still liked it. I did. I repeat myself when under stress. I repeat myself when under stress. I repeat myself when under stress. I repeat myself when under stress. I repeat.. The more I look at it, the more I like it. I do think it's good. The fact is.. no matter how closely I study it, no matter how I take it apart, no matter how I break it down, It remains consistent. I wish you were here to see it. I like it. |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Discipline (1981)
Still, by the window pane
Pain, like the rain that's falling She waits in the air Matte Kudasai She sleeps in a chair In her sad America When, when was the night so long Long, like the notes I'm sending She waits in the air Matte Kudasai She sleeps in a chair In her sad America |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Discipline (1981)
Still, by the window pane
Pain, like the rain that's falling She waits in the air Matte Kudasai She sleeps in a chair In her sad America When, when was the night so long Long, like the notes I'm sending She waits in the air Matte Kudasai She sleeps in a chair In her sad America |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Discipline (1981)
Still, by the window pane
Pain, like the rain that's falling She waits in the air Matte Kudasai She sleeps in a chair In her sad America When, when was the night so long Long, like the notes I'm sending She waits in the air Matte Kudasai She sleeps in a chair In her sad America |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Discipline (1981)
Thela hun ginjeet thela hun ginjeet
Qua tari mei thela hun ginjeet Qua tari mei heat in the jungle street "Well, first of all, I couldn't even see his face. I couldn't see his face. He was holding a gun in his hand. Umm... I was thinking... This is a dangerous place.. This is a dangerous place.." Thela hun ginjeet thela hun ginjeet. Qua tari mei thela hun ginjeet. Qua tari mei heat in the jungle street. I said, "I'm nervous as hell from this stuff. I thought those guys were going to kill me for sure. They ganged up on me like that. I couldn't believe it. Look, I'm still shakin'. Weird. There out in the streets like that. It's a dangerous place. It's a dangerous place." So, suddenly, these two guys appear in front of me. They stopped. Real aggressive. Start at me, you know. "What's that?" "What's that on that tape?" "What do you got there?" I said, "huh?" They said, "What are you talking into that for?" I said, "It's just a tape, you know" "Well play it for me" I said "oh, no" I put it off as long as I could. And finally they turned it on, you know They grabbed it from me. Took it away from me. Turned it on. And it said, "He held a gun in his hand. This is a dangerous place." They said, "What dangerous place?" "What gun?" "You're a policeman!" And the deeper I talked, the worse I got into it. I talked, I told him... I said, "Look man, I'm not talkin'...." It went on forever. Anyway, I finally unbuttoned my shirt, and said, "look, look... I'm in this band, you know, I'm in this band you know, and we're makin' a recording, you know. It's about New York City, it's about crime in the streets..." The explanation was going nowhere, but, Finally, they just kinda let me go, I don't know why. So I walk around the corner, and I'm like shakin' like a leaf, and I thought, "This is a dangerous place once again, you know." Who should appear, but two policeman. |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Discipline (1981)
Thela hun ginjeet thela hun ginjeet
Qua tari mei thela hun ginjeet Qua tari mei heat in the jungle street "Well, first of all, I couldn't even see his face. I couldn't see his face. He was holding a gun in his hand. Umm... I was thinking... This is a dangerous place.. This is a dangerous place.." Thela hun ginjeet thela hun ginjeet. Qua tari mei thela hun ginjeet. Qua tari mei heat in the jungle street. I said, "I'm nervous as hell from this stuff. I thought those guys were going to kill me for sure. They ganged up on me like that. I couldn't believe it. Look, I'm still shakin'. Weird. There out in the streets like that. It's a dangerous place. It's a dangerous place." So, suddenly, these two guys appear in front of me. They stopped. Real aggressive. Start at me, you know. "What's that?" "What's that on that tape?" "What do you got there?" I said, "huh?" They said, "What are you talking into that for?" I said, "It's just a tape, you know" "Well play it for me" I said "oh, no" I put it off as long as I could. And finally they turned it on, you know They grabbed it from me. Took it away from me. Turned it on. And it said, "He held a gun in his hand. This is a dangerous place." They said, "What dangerous place?" "What gun?" "You're a policeman!" And the deeper I talked, the worse I got into it. I talked, I told him... I said, "Look man, I'm not talkin'...." It went on forever. Anyway, I finally unbuttoned my shirt, and said, "look, look... I'm in this band, you know, I'm in this band you know, and we're makin' a recording, you know. It's about New York City, it's about crime in the streets..." The explanation was going nowhere, but, Finally, they just kinda let me go, I don't know why. So I walk around the corner, and I'm like shakin' like a leaf, and I thought, "This is a dangerous place once again, you know." Who should appear, but two policeman. |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Beat (1982)
I need to feel your heartbeat heartbeat
so close, feels like mine all mine I need to feel your heartbeat heartbeat so close it feels like mine all mine... I remember the feeling my hands in your hair hands in your hair I remember the feeling of the rhythm we made the rhythm we made I need to land sometime feel your heartbeat heartbeat right next to me..... |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Beat (1982)
I'm wheels, I am moving wheels
I am a 1952 studebaker coupe I'm wheels, I am moving wheels moving wheels I am a 1952 starlite coupe... En route.....les Souterrains Des visions du Cody...Sartori a Paris... Strange spaghetti in this solemn city... There's a postcard we're all seen before... Past wild-haired teens in dark clothing With hands-full of autographed napkins we eat apples in vans with sandwiches ... rush Into the lobby life of hurry up and wait Hurry up and wait for all the odd-shaped keys Which lead to new soap and envelopes... Hotel room homesickness on a fresh blue bed And the longest-ever phone call home.....no Sleep no sleep no sleep no sleep and no mad Video machine to eat time... a cityscene I can't explain, the Seine alone at 4am The Seine alone at 4a.....Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers... Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers... Absent lovers, absent lovers... Neal and Jack and me Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers... Neal and Jack and me Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers... Absent lovers, absent lovers... Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers... Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers... Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers... Neal and Jack and me Absent lovers, absent lovers... |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Beat (1982)
Good morning, it's 3am in this great roaring
city full of garbage eaters ravaging parking spots beneath my plaza window I see cheetah in their tight skins and tired heels all-night hippo in the diner crossing the street swarthy heards of young impala flambastic gibbon even a struggling monza and over there that brilliant head ornament on that Japanese macaque but look closely at the hammerhead hand in hand with the mandrill, it's a sight you're unlikely to see anywhere else on the planet... the stench and noise, yes, yes, the howler's resonating repertoire is not too bad when mixed with the more musical twern of the tropical warbler but the impatient taxi blare the squawking elderly ibis and the glass-eye snapper hawking papers I can certainly live without also be cautious of the poisonous boomslang laughter social droppings of the fruit bat and purple queen fish and who's that babbler conversing with a magazine stand? evidently he's getting a good reply... arrive in neurotica through neon heat disease I swear at the swarming heards I sweat the foul terrain I rove the moving scenery arrive in neurotica through neon heat disease I swear at the swarming heards I sweat the foul terrain I rove the moving scenery I have no fin no wing no stinger no claw no camouflage I have no more to say... Say...isn't that an elephant fish on the corner over there look at that blush baby mud puppy noolbenger rhinoderma marmoset spring peeper shingleback skink siren skate starling sun-gazer spoonbill and suckers, they seem to be everywhere, well it's a live revue random animal parts now playing nightly right here in neurotica...so long... |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Beat (1982)
Here is the angel of the world's desire
Placed on trial To hide in shrouded alley sihouettes With cigarette coiled To stike at passing voices Dark and suspect Here is the howling ire Here is the sacred face of rendevous In subway sour Whose grand delusions prey like intellect In lunatic minds Intent and focused on The long thin matches To light the howling fire... No, no, not me, Burn, I don't wanna burn..... |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Beat (1982)
Oh they're touching
They're touching each other They're feeling They push and move And love each other, love each other They fit together like two hands...two hands... I am a face in the painting on the wall I pose and shudder And watch from the foot of the bed Sometimes I think I can Feel everything... The wind is blowing My hair in their direction The wind is bending my hair There are no windows in the painting No open windows, no open windows, no... they're touching They're touching each other They push and move And love each other, love each other They fit together like two hands two hands two hands two hands |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Beat (1982)
I come back...come back
you see my return my returning face is smiling smile of a waiting man... I be home soon soon soon soon cry on your shoulder your shoulder against my burning tears tears of a waiting man... one two three four one two three... I wait every moment I wait, wait for my chance I wait for my friend to say hello, you waiting man feel no fret feel no fret feel no fret you can wait and feel no fret and so I wait so I wait so I wait so I wait I return face is smiling be home soon cry on your shoulder tears of a waiting man every moment wait for my chance my friend say hello feel no fret you can wait and I wait and I wait and home I am... |
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from King Crimson - Three Of A Perfect Pair (1984)
Its here I sit and rust amid this ruin and rancor like tire irons
toothy grills and car parts before me... the acid rain floods my floorboard, burns my pores and rots my upholstery... once I was worshipped, polished magnificently, now I lay in decay by the dirty angry bay... I'm ready to leave I wanna get out of here I'm ready to ride away I don't wanna die in here I'm ready to ride... My skin is metallic now, no longer and elegant powder blue... my body unhinged and sleeping in the jungle of motor block manifolds and metal relics... what was deluxe becomes debris, I never questioned loyalty, but this dead end demolishes the dream of an open highway. Dig me... but don't... bury me |
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from King Crimson - Three Of A Perfect Pair (1984)
She wouldn't need to be a bird without a wing
Or be a servant to a telephone ring She could be sleeping in the comfort of another bed… It wouldn't matter to a man with an open heart Here comes right now… She could be moody, dramatic as a play Or be evasive as a shadow in the shade Could be irregular and singing in her underwear… It wouldn't matter to a man with an open heart Here comes right now… Her wild and wise womanly Introspectiveness Her faults and files of foolishness It wouldn't matter to a man with an open heart Here comes right now… |
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from King Crimson - Three Of A Perfect Pair (1984)
Look for the signs
Look for the symptoms Look for the slight Calm before the storm I feel the silence I feel the signals I feel the strain Tension in my head Well, what more can be said... Not a model man Not a saviour or a saint Imperfect in a word Make no mistake But I Give you everything I have Take me as I am... |
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from King Crimson - Three Of A Perfect Pair (1984)
In the dream I fall into the sleepless sea
with a swell of panic and pain my veins are aching for the distant reef in the crush of emotional waves... Alright, get a hold of yourself an' don't fight it, it's over your head it's alright, the rumble in your ears it's alright to feel a little fear an' don't fight it, it's over your head it's alright, you wake up in your bed Silhouettes like shivering ancient feelings they cover my foreign floors and walls submarines are lurking in my foggy ceiling they keep me sleepless at night Hey, can you picture the sight the figures on the beach in the searing night and the roaring hurt of my silent fight can you pull me out of this sleepless night can you pull me out? |
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from King Crimson - Three Of A Perfect Pair (1984)
In the dream I fall into the sleepless sea
with a swell of panic and pain my veins are aching for the distant reef in the crush of emotional waves... Alright, get a hold of yourself an' don't fight it, it's over your head it's alright, the rumble in your ears it's alright to feel a little fear an' don't fight it, it's over your head it's alright, you wake up in your bed Silhouettes like shivering ancient feelings they cover my foreign floors and walls submarines are lurking in my foggy ceiling they keep me sleepless at night Hey, can you picture the sight the figures on the beach in the searing night and the roaring hurt of my silent fight can you pull me out of this sleepless night can you pull me out? |
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from King Crimson - Three Of A Perfect Pair (1984)
In the dream I fall into the sleepless sea
with a swell of panic and pain my veins are aching for the distant reef in the crush of emotional waves... Alright, get a hold of yourself an' don't fight it, it's over your head it's alright, the rumble in your ears it's alright to feel a little fear an' don't fight it, it's over your head it's alright, you wake up in your bed Silhouettes like shivering ancient feelings they cover my foreign floors and walls submarines are lurking in my foggy ceiling they keep me sleepless at night Hey, can you picture the sight the figures on the beach in the searing night and the roaring hurt of my silent fight can you pull me out of this sleepless night can you pull me out? |
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from King Crimson - Three Of A Perfect Pair (1984)
In the dream I fall into the sleepless sea
with a swell of panic and pain my veins are aching for the distant reef in the crush of emotional waves... Alright, get a hold of yourself an' don't fight it, it's over your head it's alright, the rumble in your ears it's alright to feel a little fear an' don't fight it, it's over your head it's alright, you wake up in your bed Silhouettes like shivering ancient feelings they cover my foreign floors and walls submarines are lurking in my foggy ceiling they keep me sleepless at night Hey, can you picture the sight the figures on the beach in the searing night and the roaring hurt of my silent fight can you pull me out of this sleepless night can you pull me out? |
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from King Crimson - Three Of A Perfect Pair (1984)
I'm Tony
I'm Billy I'm Bobby I'm Belew We're here to sing and play for you Oh we're the King Crimson band ? and don't you know it We're the best in all the land ? all the land We play bass and the drums and guitar for you And if you really want we'll throw the Stick in too Oh we're the King Crimson band (on EG Records) And you know we think that's grand So settle back to have some fun And tap your foot in twenty-one 'Cause we're the King Crimson band ? you better believe it The King Crimson band ? we don't do encores The King Crimson band ? no photos please 'Cause we're the King Crimson band We don't do 21st Century Schizoid Man But we're the King Crimson band |
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from King Crimson - Three Of A Perfect Pair (1984)
She is susceptible
He is impossible They have their cross to share Three of a perfect pair… He has his contradicting views She has her cyclothymic moods They make a study in despair Three of a perfect pair… One, one too many Schizophrenic tendencies Keeps it complicated Keeps it aggravated And full of this hopelessness What a perfect mess… |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Thrak (1995)
Marine 475
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Thrak (1995)
long ago and far away in a different age
when i was a dumb young guy fossilized photos of my life then illustrate what an easy prey i must have been standing in the sun, idiot savant something like a monument i'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones ignorance has alway been something i excel in followed by naivete and pride doesn't take a scientist to see how any clever predator could have a piece of me standing in the sun, idiot savant something like a monument i'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones when i look back on the past it's a wonder i'm not yet extinct all the mistakes and bad judgements i made nearly pushed me to the brink it doesn't pay to be too nice it's the one thing i have learned still, i made my fossil bed now i toss and turn i'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Thrak (1995)
autumn has come to rest
in her garden come to paint the trees with emptiness and no pardon so many things have come undone like the leaves on the ground and suddenly she begins to cry but she doesn't know why heavy are the words that fall through the air to burden her shoulders caught up in the trees her soliloguy, "don't leave me alone" |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Thrak (1995)
Rome now comes to sit
in her garden mingling the breeze with memories of a time when there was a room in pale yellow hues her room with a view where love made a bed of happiness in muslin and lace sweet is the voice from far away that speaks sotto voce and is lingering there in the golden air to quiet the day. |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Thrak (1995)
one eye goes laughing,
one eye goes crying through the trials and trying of one life one hand is tied, one step gets behind in one breath we're dying i've been waiting for the sun to come up waiting for the showers to stop waiting for the penny to drop one time and i've been standing in a cloud of plans standing on the shifting sands hoping for an open hand one time |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Thrak (1995)
people fly people flee
people clam and say "it wasn't me" people fish people beef people arm to teeth yes, you've got people on the tube walking on the moon people at the bottom of the sea people in tombs people in igloos even a tribe of pygmies people are the main spring turning the world around people, they're the main spring spinning this world upside down people sun people toast people tire shile other people smoke people bowl people rock people pay to see two people box watch me face me dress me baby me phone me wire me house me bug me fire me people are the main spring spinning the world around people, they're the main spring turning this world inside out |
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Sex sleep eat drink dream
Primal tribal aplle egg vegetable eel I have a new canoe but it does not have a wheel Private velvet animal oldsmobile mind I'm sitting in the fireplace burning up my time Private velvet animal empty t.v. They're fishing in the kitchen But they haven't caught up to me Primal tribal chemical digital night I've got to get dressed to go out of my mind Sex sleep eat drink dream |
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from King Crimson, King Crimson - Thrak (1995)
close your eyes and look at me
i'll be standing by your side in between the deep blue sea and the sheltering sky if we find no words to say to the rhythm of the waves then we'll both surrender there walking on air and the worries of the day lie down under cover of the fading clouds the secrets of the night come alive in your eyes you don't have to hurry you don't have to try cause you don't have a care you're walking on air |
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from King Crimson - Vrooom (1997)
Walking down the street, do you stare at your feet
and never do you let your eyes meet the freaks, the deadbeat addicts, social fanatics, they're a dime a dozen and they carry guns Halloween, every other day of the week Living in a cage in the USA Living in a cage in the USA Holy smoke! Somebody blew up the Pope Living in a cage in the USA All around us the rules are changing Taller walls and stronger cages Nothing is sacred or too outrageous Taller walls and stronger cages What in the world has happened to the world? What in the world... Driving your Mercedes you think you're safe but there is no escape in a world of hateful criminal minds with guns and knives who say "give me a ride or give me your live" Halloween, every other day of the week Living in a cage in the USA Living in a cage in the USA Holy smoke! Somebody blew up the Pope Living in a cage in the USA All around us the rules are changing Taller walls and stronger cages Nothing is sacred or too outrageous Taller walls and stronger cages What in the world has happened to the world? What in the world... |
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from King Crimson - Vrooom (1997)
one eye goes laughing,
one eye goes crying through the trials and trying of one life one hand is tied, one step gets behind in one breath we're dying i've been waiting for the sun to come up waiting for the showers to stop waiting for the penny to drop one time and i've been standing in a cloud of plans standing on the shifting sands hoping for an open hand one time |
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from King Crimson - Vrooom (1997)
sex sleep eat drink dream
primal tribal aplle egg vegetable eel i have a new canoe but it does not have a wheel private velvet animal oldsmobile mind i'm sitting in the fireplace burning up my time private velvet animal empty t.v. they're fishing in the kitchen but they haven't caught up to me primal tribal chemical digital night i've got to get dressed to go out of my mind sex sleep eat drink dream |