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from Kevin Ayers - Sweet Deceiver (2009)
Some people sent me a circular letter
Explaining how their ideas were better And asking me to join their gang They said they were select So many people they reject I read it carefully to give them a chance Looked like instructions for a new kind of dance With mystical innuendos Most confusing But quite amusing So many different kinds of club to join So many versions of the same old coin Do what you like with your convictions I believe them all But if I don't t answer when you call Guess I'll be up against that wall again and again Here comes that postman again Another invitation Uh, this ones really cute It says “surrender or we shoot' So I'm sending this salute Cause I'm a member too of any circle That belongs to you Making a circle is just drawing a line Around some space any time and place Just add the details of your face It's hallo sparrow paradoxical Oh so auto tautological Maybe vaguely ecological too, oo poop pee do Home brewed, half nude terminology Private, drive it yourself mythology Everybody needs some ology now... Here comes the same thing again and again Oo ee here comes that postman again With another invitation, this one's really cute It says surrender or we shoot" So I'm sending this salute Remember to stand at attention |
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from Kevin Ayers - Sweet Deceiver (2009)
Living in the city seems
To fill me with trepidation Fills me with trepidation inside Too much big business And too little celebration Too little celebration indeed So let's raise our voices And sing for our lives Sing for our life Let's raise our voices Drink for our lives Drink for your life my friends, my friends, my friends, my friends Too many reassuring lies To lullaby the population Lullaby the population to sleep Too much big business Too little celebration Too little celebration indeed |
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from Kevin Ayers - Sweet Deceiver (2009)
Hey Babe you're making my wheels start turning
Loving but I'm still learning to Hey babe nothing to say but words And I could just play with words all day Never knew how to write a love song Always seemed to get the words wrong Always trying to say what can't be said Hey Babe you're making my wheels start turning Loving but I'm still learning to Never knew how to write a love song Always seemed to get the words wrong Always trying to say what can't be said Hey Babe I've nothing to say but words And I could just play with words all day |
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from Kevin Ayers - Sweet Deceiver (2009)
Farewell again please come back someday
It's getting harder every time I have to say goodbye Oh fare you well So many feelings I know we share Like being here and wanting to be there And when you're asked where that is you Say you don't know It s just somewhere else and you have to go So you go You always go, where do you go So many choices you have to run Because when life is made too easy It s much harder to simply have fun Now you're always on the run You panic when someone tries to unfold you Scream for the dream that seems to hold you You want to give love but only on condition That it's on your terms and that position is lonely This I know Don't get me wrong I'm not pushing you down Or trying to change your mind Your problems are my problems too And I'm talking just as much to myself As I am to you Farewell again please come back someday It's getting harder every time I have to say goodbye Fare You Well Fare You Well Fare You Well |
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from Kevin Ayers - Sweet Deceiver (2009)
Farewell again please come back someday
It's getting harder every time I have to say goodbye Oh fare you well So many feelings I know we share Like being here and wanting to be there And when you're asked where that is you Say you don't know It s just somewhere else and you have to go So you go You always go, where do you go So many choices you have to run Because when life is made too easy It s much harder to simply have fun Now you're always on the run You panic when someone tries to unfold you Scream for the dream that seems to hold you You want to give love but only on condition That it's on your terms and that position is lonely This I know Don't get me wrong I'm not pushing you down Or trying to change your mind Your problems are my problems too And I'm talking just as much to myself As I am to you Farewell again please come back someday It's getting harder every time I have to say goodbye Fare You Well Fare You Well Fare You Well |
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from Kevin Ayers - Sweet Deceiver (2009)
Who's the one with the grin on his face
Says he's gonna save the human race He laughs a lot as he climbs to fame What's his name Guru Banana That's me and I'll show you the light I've got the answers and they're all right I'm divine and you can be the same What's my name Guru Banana Guru Banana Guru Banana Oh you rude banana What's my name Guru banana Now gather round and hear my song If you think your life is going wrong Come to me and I'll take the blame Just call my name Guru Banana Grab your partners swing around Dance along to my different sound You think it's new but it's just the same Now sock it to me once again Guru Banana. Guru Banana Take us to nirvana You know you can you're our man Whose the one with the grin on his face Says he's gonna save the human race You're gonna take us to nirvana We hope you can You're our man Guru Banana, Guru Banana Take us to nirvana You know you can Grab your partners swing them round Dance along to my different sound I'm a Guru Guru Banana |
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from Kevin Ayers - Sweet Deceiver (2009)
I have been called a down
Yes you may write that down And for a little money I am extremely funny. I play before the audience I make them laugh and shout And when they've laughed for quite a while The door man lets them out, bye bye. You ask me how I do my act This is my reply I climb up on a ladder And announce that I will fly. You ask me how I do my act This is my reply I climb up on a ladder And announce that I will fly. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Sweet Deceiver (2009)
Guess you know by now or at least you should
There is no volunteer for the common good Still waiting for the Saviour to appear But He's s not here And no one's coming down to save your soul You're the only ones who can assume that role But your minds are empty and you've lost control To the ones who sell you dreams To fill that hole Some of us I know seem to have much more Born with a key to every door Distribution of fortune seems unfair Same everywhere And those who have they just want more Using other peoples weakness to increase their score Do you really know who you're working for It's not for one another and that s for sure Guess you know by now or ac least you should There is no volunteer for the common good Still waiting for that Saviour to appear But He's still not here And no one's s coming down to save your soul You're the only ones who can assume that role But your minds are empty And you've lost control To the ones who sell you dreams To fill that hole |
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from Kevin Ayers - Sweet Deceiver (2009)
Guess you know by now or at least you should
There is no volunteer for the common good Still waiting for the Saviour to appear But He's s not here And no one's coming down to save your soul You're the only ones who can assume that role But your minds are empty and you've lost control To the ones who sell you dreams To fill that hole Some of us I know seem to have much more Born with a key to every door Distribution of fortune seems unfair Same everywhere And those who have they just want more Using other peoples weakness to increase their score Do you really know who you're working for It's not for one another and that s for sure Guess you know by now or ac least you should There is no volunteer for the common good Still waiting for that Saviour to appear But He's still not here And no one's s coming down to save your soul You're the only ones who can assume that role But your minds are empty And you've lost control To the ones who sell you dreams To fill that hole |
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from Kevin Ayers - Sweet Deceiver (2009)
Once upon an ocean
We dream a ship to sail When it start leaking We had to learn to bail All that mattered it was Keeping the ship afloat But we couldn't work together We become a drunken boat Captain shouted out Nobody hear him speak. oh no Everyone went rushing round going crazy Trying to find that leak Waves getting heavier We don't stand much chance Then we heard that old familiar music And we just had to dance Our ship is sinking but we don't give a damn No, No, No, No Our ship is sinking but we don't give a damn No, No, No, No, No |
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from Kevin Ayers - Sweet Deceiver (2009)
I walked into this bar
And the man refused; He said, "we don't serve strangers In blue suede shoes; We don't give credit, and We don't give way We have to think about what the people might say.. Uh, you know what i mean..." I said, "sure, man" Oh, he gave me a smile that was sickly and wet, And i offered him one of my cigarettes. He took it, afraid that he might appear rude, Then proceeded to sell me some second class food. Nice guy - meet 'em everywhere.. . He said, "my oh my, i have suffered too long, And this cigarette seems to be very strong; I don't make the rules I just get what i take And i guess every rule was made to break. You can take what you like, it won't hurt me Cause i'm just working for the company." From the green cigarette, he took a long drag, And said, "i think i'll pick my travelling bag. I'm tired of cheating, and wasting my head And filling the boss's bags with bread. I want to get out in the sun and rain, And feel the wind on on skin again; The world is large, and i've got time yet. And, by the way, thanks for that cigarette.. Thank you very much." "you know, i feel like a new man Yes i do, i don't know why; I'd just like to say Thank you very much(indeed) It's a beautiful day I think i'll be on my way (right away) I'd just like to say Thank you very much. Yes, i'm getting the hell out of here Yes, i am - bye, bye. That's the end of the message Thank you very much. Bye bye... |
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from Kevin Ayers - Sweet Deceiver (2009)
I've been up all night with a kind of light
Burning in my brain The flames is cold .... freezing, But it takes away my pain I don't feel any pain No, I don't feel any pain Just sit here listening to the rain tonight No no no you sweet deceiver, you Though it's cold the pain is bright Clearer vision through the night If helps me see that it's alright with me You sweet deceiver you You sweet deceiver you Oh no no no oh, no no you sweet deceiver you Though it's cold it's pain is bright Clearer vision through the night And it helps me see then it's alright with me I've been up all night with a kind of light Burning in my brain I don't feel any pain No, I don't feel any pain I know it's coming back again tonight |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
When the angostura runs a little low
And your gin has lost that soft and roosy glow And time is rushing by, but it seems slow Just live dangerously once before you go If you take the bite right out of Mr. Snake He'll assume the reputation of a fake Until someone comes along, someone fearless someone strong And gives that Mr. Snake a mighty shake But who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shale with a snake? I ask you. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
When the angostura runs a little low
And your gin has lost that soft and roosy glow And time is rushing by, but it seems slow Just live dangerously once before you go If you take the bite right out of Mr. Snake He'll assume the reputation of a fake Until someone comes along, someone fearless someone strong And gives that Mr. Snake a mighty shake But who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shale with a snake? I ask you. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
When the angostura runs a little low
And your gin has lost that soft and roosy glow And time is rushing by, but it seems slow Just live dangerously once before you go If you take the bite right out of Mr. Snake He'll assume the reputation of a fake Until someone comes along, someone fearless someone strong And gives that Mr. Snake a mighty shake But who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shale with a snake? I ask you. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
yo listen up here's a story
about a little guy that lives in a blue world and all day and all night and everything he sees is just blue like him inside and outside blue his house with a blue little window and a blue corvette and everything is blue for him and hisself and everybody around cos he ain't got nobody to listen to i'm blue da ba dee da ba die... i have a blue house with a blue window. blue is the colour of all that i wear. blue are the streets and all the trees are blue. i have a girlfriend and she is so blue. blue are the people here that walk around, blue like my corvette, it's standing outside. blue are the words i say and what i think. blue are the feelings that live inside me. i'm blue da ba dee da ba die... i have a blue house with a blue window. blue is the colour of all that i wear. blue are the streets and all the trees are blue. i have a girlfriend and she is so blue. blue are the people here that walk around, blue like my corvette, it's standing outside. blue are the words i say and what i think. blue are the feelings that live inside me. i'm blue da ba dee da ba die... inside and outside blue his house with the blue little window and blue corvette and everything is blue for him and hisself and everybody around cause he aint got nobody to listen to i'm blue da ba dee da ba die... I'm blue (if I was green I would die) |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
yo listen up here's a story
about a little guy that lives in a blue world and all day and all night and everything he sees is just blue like him inside and outside blue his house with a blue little window and a blue corvette and everything is blue for him and hisself and everybody around cos he ain't got nobody to listen to i'm blue da ba dee da ba die... i have a blue house with a blue window. blue is the colour of all that i wear. blue are the streets and all the trees are blue. i have a girlfriend and she is so blue. blue are the people here that walk around, blue like my corvette, it's standing outside. blue are the words i say and what i think. blue are the feelings that live inside me. i'm blue da ba dee da ba die... i have a blue house with a blue window. blue is the colour of all that i wear. blue are the streets and all the trees are blue. i have a girlfriend and she is so blue. blue are the people here that walk around, blue like my corvette, it's standing outside. blue are the words i say and what i think. blue are the feelings that live inside me. i'm blue da ba dee da ba die... inside and outside blue his house with the blue little window and blue corvette and everything is blue for him and hisself and everybody around cause he aint got nobody to listen to i'm blue da ba dee da ba die... I'm blue (if I was green I would die) |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
Falling in love again, I never wanted to
But what am I to do, I can't help it Love's always been my game, play it how I may I was made that way, I can't help it Girls flutter to me like moths around a flame And if their wings burn, I am not to blame Falling in love again, I never wanted to But what am I to do, I can't help it |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
Whatever happened to Mr Cool
Somebody took him back to school He thought he knew but he did not Now his name is Mr Hot. Oh Mr Hot, Mr Hot don't think your through cause you're not You still don't have what you've got Oh no no no no Whatever happened to Know-It-All Knew how to climb but not to fall He had to fall from so high above The only place deep enough was love. Oh Mr Hot, Mr Hot don't think your through cause you're not You still don't have what you've got Oh no no no no Banana, banana Sleep in between two beds is a fiddle you're bound to fall through the hole in the middle You want your cake and eat it too One day the cake turn around and eat you Oh Mr Hot, Mr Hot don't think your through cause you're not You still don't have what you've got Oh no no no no Whatever happened to Mr Cool Somebody took him back to school He thought he knew but he did not Now they call him Mr Hot. REPEAT |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
Whatever happened to Mr Cool
Somebody took him back to school He thought he knew but he did not Now his name is Mr Hot. Oh Mr Hot, Mr Hot don't think your through cause you're not You still don't have what you've got Oh no no no no Whatever happened to Know-It-All Knew how to climb but not to fall He had to fall from so high above The only place deep enough was love. Oh Mr Hot, Mr Hot don't think your through cause you're not You still don't have what you've got Oh no no no no Banana, banana Sleep in between two beds is a fiddle you're bound to fall through the hole in the middle You want your cake and eat it too One day the cake turn around and eat you Oh Mr Hot, Mr Hot don't think your through cause you're not You still don't have what you've got Oh no no no no Whatever happened to Mr Cool Somebody took him back to school He thought he knew but he did not Now they call him Mr Hot. REPEAT |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
Whatever happened to Mr Cool
Somebody took him back to school He thought he knew but he did not Now his name is Mr Hot. Oh Mr Hot, Mr Hot don't think your through cause you're not You still don't have what you've got Oh no no no no Whatever happened to Know-It-All Knew how to climb but not to fall He had to fall from so high above The only place deep enough was love. Oh Mr Hot, Mr Hot don't think your through cause you're not You still don't have what you've got Oh no no no no Banana, banana Sleep in between two beds is a fiddle you're bound to fall through the hole in the middle You want your cake and eat it too One day the cake turn around and eat you Oh Mr Hot, Mr Hot don't think your through cause you're not You still don't have what you've got Oh no no no no Whatever happened to Mr Cool Somebody took him back to school He thought he knew but he did not Now they call him Mr Hot. REPEAT |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
Sometimes I get too drunk,
I feel so goddamned low I have no place to go, no one to turn to I think about your loving arms, where I'd like to be But it's selfish as can be, and I know it And if I'm sorry for myself, I'm sorry for you too 'Cause I'm the same as you, and I'm burning So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you Listen to them shout I won't say that I love you, 'cause that would be a lie I can only say I try, and you know it Love is something more or less than words can hope to say It's something day to day in the life we're living Lovers come and lovers go but friends are hard to find Yes I can count all mine on one finger So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you Listen to them shout The distance that's between us, it just never seems to change There's a whole mountain range of misunderstanding So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you Listen to them shout |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
What can I give you, girl
Something that you've never had Something that'll make you glad... in your heart. What can I show you, girl Something that you've never seen Yeah, somewhere that you've never been... never been before. What can I tell you Something that you've never heard; Can I find a special word To say what I mean. And, I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are, 'Cause I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are. What can I give you, girl, I can give my share of time; That's the only thing that's mine To give. What can I show you, girl, I can show you all I see And if you'll believe in me I won't let you down. What can I tell you, I can tell you anything; But I know I'd rather sing Rather sing the song. And, I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are, 'Cause I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
What can I give you, girl
Something that you've never had Something that'll make you glad... in your heart. What can I show you, girl Something that you've never seen Yeah, somewhere that you've never been... never been before. What can I tell you Something that you've never heard; Can I find a special word To say what I mean. And, I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are, 'Cause I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are. What can I give you, girl, I can give my share of time; That's the only thing that's mine To give. What can I show you, girl, I can show you all I see And if you'll believe in me I won't let you down. What can I tell you, I can tell you anything; But I know I'd rather sing Rather sing the song. And, I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are, 'Cause I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
What can I give you, girl
Something that you've never had Something that'll make you glad... in your heart. What can I show you, girl Something that you've never seen Yeah, somewhere that you've never been... never been before. What can I tell you Something that you've never heard; Can I find a special word To say what I mean. And, I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are, 'Cause I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are. What can I give you, girl, I can give my share of time; That's the only thing that's mine To give. What can I show you, girl, I can show you all I see And if you'll believe in me I won't let you down. What can I tell you, I can tell you anything; But I know I'd rather sing Rather sing the song. And, I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are, 'Cause I'm feeling like a million Sparkling stars; Floating in the magic of what you are. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Yes We Have No Mananas (2009)
Tonight I'm full of doubts and fears
Looks like another night of tears You're not here so I can't turn to you Now I know what needing someone really means Yes I do, And I need you It's so hard when you're not here I believe but I still fear It's so hard not knowing where you are Now I know what missing someone really means Yes I do, And I miss you Still don't know just where you are Distances are all too far Are you well or are you crying too? Now I know what loving someone really means Yes I do, And I love you |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
After the music of the rock and roll show
I started walking out nowhere special to go. I heard someone singing in a voice so sad, This is what I heard her singing Chorus 'who's going to take me home After the show? I'm feeling really lonely And I've nowhere to go Oh take me to your party And I'll dance all night And hold you tight till morning comes'. I walked up to her, took her by the hand. I said 'sad lady, yes, I understand And I will stay with you if you want me to And we can sing this song together' Repeat chorus After the music of the rock and roll show I started walking home somewhere special to go Our love grows stronger as time goes by But we can still remember singing Repeat chorus twice |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
After the music of the rock and roll show
I started walking out nowhere special to go. I heard someone singing in a voice so sad, This is what I heard her singing Chorus 'who's going to take me home After the show? I'm feeling really lonely And I've nowhere to go Oh take me to your party And I'll dance all night And hold you tight till morning comes'. I walked up to her, took her by the hand. I said 'sad lady, yes, I understand And I will stay with you if you want me to And we can sing this song together' Repeat chorus After the music of the rock and roll show I started walking home somewhere special to go Our love grows stronger as time goes by But we can still remember singing Repeat chorus twice |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
There was moonlight and laughter
That danced on the sands And bloodstained pianos Are played without hands Such a promising music Sweet whispers and dreams From a travelling window, The salesman who screamed. Moonlight, Saturday night It's now or never Oh play Stormy Weather, for me, for me. I lived in the flower shop Called "Love is So Sweet!" And I get all my kicks From the customers' feet. Well, I'm just a stranger, None stranger than I. My head in the quicksand My feet in the sky. I was carefully crazy When playing the game. 'Cause business is business And I'm not to blame. Climb on my back It's a wet afternoon ; A bottle of booze, A bit of a tune to sing; Goodbye, everything; Goodbye, everything.... |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
When the angostura runs a little low
And your gin has lost that soft and roosy glow And time is rushing by, but it seems slow Just live dangerously once before you go If you take the bite right out of Mr. Snake He'll assume the reputation of a fake Until someone comes along, someone fearless someone strong And gives that Mr. Snake a mighty shake But who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who would help a simple adder to be happy to be gladder? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shake with a snake? Who wants to shale with a snake? I ask you. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Ballbearing blues
Ballbearing blues I'm gonna sing you some red herring news If you don't wear shoes You'll have no shoes to lose And that's the end of the news Rio. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
yo listen up here's a story
about a little guy that lives in a blue world and all day and all night and everything he sees is just blue like him inside and outside blue his house with a blue little window and a blue corvette and everything is blue for him and hisself and everybody around cos he ain't got nobody to listen to i'm blue da ba dee da ba die... i have a blue house with a blue window. blue is the colour of all that i wear. blue are the streets and all the trees are blue. i have a girlfriend and she is so blue. blue are the people here that walk around, blue like my corvette, it's standing outside. blue are the words i say and what i think. blue are the feelings that live inside me. i'm blue da ba dee da ba die... i have a blue house with a blue window. blue is the colour of all that i wear. blue are the streets and all the trees are blue. i have a girlfriend and she is so blue. blue are the people here that walk around, blue like my corvette, it's standing outside. blue are the words i say and what i think. blue are the feelings that live inside me. i'm blue da ba dee da ba die... inside and outside blue his house with the blue little window and blue corvette and everything is blue for him and hisself and everybody around cause he aint got nobody to listen to i'm blue da ba dee da ba die... I'm blue (if I was green I would die) |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Everything you do is true as long as you believe it
And everything you say is play and that's how you should treat it And everyone is high until there's something makes them low That's when you should stay, that's not the time to go No, no, no, no, no, no That's when you should stay and let your love just flow Lady lady won't you come here quick This whisky and wine is making me sick I want you now and I don't t care why You crazy beautiful butterfly And it could take all night to get a single thing right It could take all day to find something to say Ask me a question and I'll tell you a lie Ask me another, I'll spit in your eye Don't like to leave you but I know I can't stay So just keep lovin' in your butterfly way And it could take all night to get a single thing right It could take all day to find something to say Too much and too many things on my mind Can't make a story of things I can't find Rock and roll music playin' in my head Gonna keep on dancin' till I drop down dead It could take all night to get a single thing right It could take all day to find something to say Lady lady won't you come here quick Cause these evil drugs are makin' me sick I want you now and I don't care why You crazy beautiful butterfly And it could take all night to get a single thing right It could take all day to find something to say Magical Margaret You know you're so high above You fill my head with music My heart with love And it could take all night to get a single thing right It could take all day to find something to say Magical Margaret.... Magical butterfly |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
A rum-lime honey sing a magical tune
Found her underneath the Caribbean Moon Wind is blowin' in the coconut tree Blowin' the moonlight over you and me Hey Caribbean moon yellow yellow Caribbean moon yellow yellow Caribbean moon yellow yellow Caribbean moon shine all night Calypso singer singin' in the sun Sing about the rivers of Babylon Rasta music, Caribbean sea Come on everybody sing the tune with me Hey Caribbean moon yellow yellow Caribbean moon yellow yellow Caribbean moon yellow yellow Caribbean moon shine all night When I sing this song it makes me feel so glad It was very musical, the love we had Oh Martha, Martha let me sing to you The song about the moon and the big bamboo |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
A rum-lime honey sing a magical tune
Found her underneath the Caribbean Moon Wind is blowin' in the coconut tree Blowin' the moonlight over you and me Hey Caribbean moon yellow yellow Caribbean moon yellow yellow Caribbean moon yellow yellow Caribbean moon shine all night Calypso singer singin' in the sun Sing about the rivers of Babylon Rasta music, Caribbean sea Come on everybody sing the tune with me Hey Caribbean moon yellow yellow Caribbean moon yellow yellow Caribbean moon yellow yellow Caribbean moon shine all night When I sing this song it makes me feel so glad It was very musical, the love we had Oh Martha, Martha let me sing to you The song about the moon and the big bamboo |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Sitting on the beach like Clarence in Wonderland
I had a dream and I know you will understand Riding up the beach, it only took a moment Along came a lady looking for amusement She came up to me and everything was smiling And then she said something, it sounded like a violin Let's go to my chateau, we could have a good time Drinking lots of sky wine Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon We're gonna get there soon Gonna get there soon There's no doubt about it Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon We're gonna get there soon Gonna get there soon Miss Juliet Kate, Queen of the moon in June and this tune We're gonna get there soon, soon. soon, soon |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Watch her out there on display
Dancing in her sleepy way While all her visions start to play On the icicles of our decay. Fading flowers in her hair She's suffering from wear and tear She lies in waterfalls of dreams And never questions what it means. And all along the desert shore She wanders further evermore The only thing that's left to try… She says to live I have to die. She whispers sadly well I might And holds herself so very tight Then jumping from an unknown height She merges with the liquid night. Lovers wrap her mist in furs And tell her what she has is hers But when they take her by the hand She slips back in the desert sand. But what she leaves is made of glass And lovers worship as they pass Each one says - now she is mine But all drink solitary wine. (Drink it to Marlene) |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Hey Babe you're making my wheels start turning
Loving but I'm still learning to Hey babe nothing to say but words And I could just play with words all day Never knew how to write a love song Always seemed to get the words wrong Always trying to say what can't be said Hey Babe you're making my wheels start turning Loving but I'm still learning to Never knew how to write a love song Always seemed to get the words wrong Always trying to say what can't be said Hey Babe I've nothing to say but words And I could just play with words all day |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
So many problems, yet none at all
So many windows through every wall So many feelings you won't express So many failures you call success Don't let it get you down You cry over loosing, what you never really had Just remember the good times alongside the bad Remember that real love never disappears It is lost in a moment, it lasts for years Don't let it get you down Don't let it fool you in any way You know your tomorrow depends on today If you're carrying nothing it won't weigh you down You are the king and queen, you are the crown Don't let it get you down |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
So many problems, yet none at all
So many windows through every wall So many feelings you won't express So many failures you call success Don't let it get you down You cry over loosing, what you never really had Just remember the good times alongside the bad Remember that real love never disappears It is lost in a moment, it lasts for years Don't let it get you down Don't let it fool you in any way You know your tomorrow depends on today If you're carrying nothing it won't weigh you down You are the king and queen, you are the crown Don't let it get you down |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Farewell again please come back someday
It's getting harder every time I have to say goodbye Oh fare you well So many feelings I know we share Like being here and wanting to be there And when you're asked where that is you Say you don't know It s just somewhere else and you have to go So you go You always go, where do you go So many choices you have to run Because when life is made too easy It s much harder to simply have fun Now you're always on the run You panic when someone tries to unfold you Scream for the dream that seems to hold you You want to give love but only on condition That it's on your terms and that position is lonely This I know Don't get me wrong I'm not pushing you down Or trying to change your mind Your problems are my problems too And I'm talking just as much to myself As I am to you Farewell again please come back someday It's getting harder every time I have to say goodbye Fare You Well Fare You Well Fare You Well |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Spent an awful lot of time making tunes and making rhymes
Things that other people do, yeah From this heap of words and rhyme I never really gave much time to something just for you, yeah Oh Gemini child you know I love you I don't really have to tell you Cause you know damn well that I do Anyway it's not so much what I say as What I do for you girl So here's a song that I thought of long ago That really comes from you, yeah Gemini child, you make life come alive Suddenly there's so much living to share with you And I do Gemini child, you make life come alive Suddenly there's so much loving to share with you And I do Oh Gemini child you know I love you I don't really have to tell you Cause you know damn well that I do |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
She's got a feeling for the Spring
I've got another song to sing Girl on a swing Girl on a swing Girl on a swing, On a swing Such a pretty thing She's not a victim of despair She's just a feeling in the air Girl on a swing Girl on a swing Girl on a swing, On a swing Such a pretty thing She sways, silently she sings Her song gives my body wings Girl on a swing Girl on a swing Girl on a swing, On a swing Such a pretty thing |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
You say you like my shirt
My shirt You say you like my hat My hat Oh but you never say you like me Or something nice like that What about me? What about me? What about me? What about me? Is it just an envelope that you can see? |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
I have been called a down
Yes you may write that down And for a little money I am extremely funny. I play before the audience I make them laugh and shout And when they've laughed for quite a while The door man lets them out, bye bye. You ask me how I do my act This is my reply I climb up on a ladder And announce that I will fly. You ask me how I do my act This is my reply I climb up on a ladder And announce that I will fly. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
I have been called a down
Yes you may write that down And for a little money I am extremely funny. I play before the audience I make them laugh and shout And when they've laughed for quite a while The door man lets them out, bye bye. You ask me how I do my act This is my reply I climb up on a ladder And announce that I will fly. You ask me how I do my act This is my reply I climb up on a ladder And announce that I will fly. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
It begins with a blessing
But it ends with a curse Making life easy But making it worse My mask is my master The trumpeter weeps But his voice is so weak As he speaks from his sleep Saying Why why why are we sleeping? Now people are watching People who stare Waiting for something That's already there Tomorrow I'll find it The trumpeter screams Then remembers that he's hungry And he drowns in his dreams Singing Why why why are we sleeping? My head is a night club With glasses and wine But the customers dancing They're just marking time You can turn to your partner and say How does it seem? And she will look at you and say Get out of my dream ... Oh why why why are we sleeping? Once I awakened my eyes filled with tears I had been sleeping for thousands of years Dreaming a life full of problems and sadness Endlessly turning in spirals of madness Where the wind blows That's where it all goes It follows the song Like its dream ... singing ... So it begins with a blessing But it ends with a curse Making life easy But making it worse Just turn to your partner and say How does it seem? He'll look at you and say Get out of my dream Why why why are we sleeping? |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Margaret
You're such a magical child I found that The first time you smiled And the more i get to know you The more I am amazed To find in someone Such tender loving ways And just like everybody sings When the sunshine makes them high I sing this gentle love song From a flower to a butterfly From a flower to a butterfly..... |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
I just came in off the street
Looking for somewhere to eat I find a small cafe I see a girl and then I say 'May I sit and stare at you for a while? I'd like the company of your smile' You don't have to say a thing You're the song without the sing The sunlight in your hair You look so good just sitting there 'May I sit and stare at you for a while? I'd like the company of your smile' |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Nothing comes easy
You've got to put your money down Never let your honey down, When she's on your side. You want love, they want houses, Better dig in your trousers Put your money where your mouth is Pull out that cash, from your stash. And then, pay through the nose, buying buttons and bows And never-ending clothes Keep your love in style... Ooh, money, money, ooh, money, money Where does it go? Down in some bottomless ditch. Ooh, money, money, ooh money, money Guess you all know-- Your money goes back to the rich, la ti da.. Your money goes back to the rich. There ain't no way around it You can't joke, you can't tease her When she wants a new freezer, It's a serious thing. And she knows you'll pay double To avoid any trouble; She knows you can't stand to squabble; And you're bound to give in.. So you pay, once again, through the nose for a new quelque chose, And you throw in a rose To give your love a thrill. Ooh, money, money, etc. You get moonlight in the evening Sunshine by day; That's all you get for nothing You want more? Ooh, money, money, etc. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Guess you know by now or at least you should
There is no volunteer for the common good Still waiting for the Saviour to appear But He's s not here And no one's coming down to save your soul You're the only ones who can assume that role But your minds are empty and you've lost control To the ones who sell you dreams To fill that hole Some of us I know seem to have much more Born with a key to every door Distribution of fortune seems unfair Same everywhere And those who have they just want more Using other peoples weakness to increase their score Do you really know who you're working for It's not for one another and that s for sure Guess you know by now or ac least you should There is no volunteer for the common good Still waiting for that Saviour to appear But He's still not here And no one's s coming down to save your soul You're the only ones who can assume that role But your minds are empty And you've lost control To the ones who sell you dreams To fill that hole |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Oh my - I
really try but I just don't get any- -where. You might say it only seems that way. And I could find something everywhere. And maybe I agree with you. But I'd just like to say this too. Its All very fine, if you're really divine. And everybody wants you bad. You can take what you please with the greatest of ease. And nobody will let you be sa-a-ad. But Oh my, the days go by. I make no connection at all. I drink this wine in the bright sunshine. A- waiting for a star to fa-a-all. I must be like a million souls, who got nobody at all. To warm their hearts, and give them a start, spinning in the bright blue sky. On the wings of love that could take them above, to places where the penguins fly-y-y. But Oh my. Do I get high Lady, when I'm next to you. You're so crazy and wild, such a happy child. You make a lot of loving too-oo-oo (well I should say so) |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
You are the most extraordinary person
You write the most peculiar kind of tunes I met you floating as I was boating One Afternoon Wasn't it the most amazing meeting surrounded by those monsters from the deep You started telling me a funny story, and I fell asleep Oh Wot a dream that was We went for a glide across the country I was hungry after traveling so far. You offered me your one and only sandwich, I said "How kind you are". Wasn't it the most amazing feeling? 'Cause everything was really as it seemed. You are the most extraordinary person I've ever dreamed. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
You are the most extraordinary person
You write the most peculiar kind of tunes I met you floating as I was boating One Afternoon Wasn't it the most amazing meeting surrounded by those monsters from the deep You started telling me a funny story, and I fell asleep Oh Wot a dream that was We went for a glide across the country I was hungry after traveling so far. You offered me your one and only sandwich, I said "How kind you are". Wasn't it the most amazing feeling? 'Cause everything was really as it seemed. You are the most extraordinary person I've ever dreamed. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Singing a song in the morning, singing it again at night
I don't even know what I'm singin' about but it makes me feel I feel alright, yeah yeah Makes me feel I feel alright. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
A lot of things can happen
When you're walking down the street But it never fails to amaze me When people that I meet Say, well I'll see you later.. I just answer how? How will you see me later When you can't see me now? Hulloooo |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
How far can anyone go and to where,
How much can anyone do and to who, Oh, oh, oh girl, I'm so blue girl, What can I do? I believe in you. How far can anyone go and to where, How much can anyone do and to who, Oh, oh, oh girl, I'm so blue girl, Take a look around, What's that you've found. There'll come a time when you won't understand the position of, Someone you tried and decided to gain acquisition of. How far can anyone go and to where, How much can anyone do and to who, Oh, oh, oh girl, I'm so blue girl, What can I do? I believe in you. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Sometimes I get too drunk,
I feel so goddamned low I have no place to go, no one to turn to I think about your loving arms, where I'd like to be But it's selfish as can be, and I know it And if I'm sorry for myself, I'm sorry for you too 'Cause I'm the same as you, and I'm burning So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you Listen to them shout I won't say that I love you, 'cause that would be a lie I can only say I try, and you know it Love is something more or less than words can hope to say It's something day to day in the life we're living Lovers come and lovers go but friends are hard to find Yes I can count all mine on one finger So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you Listen to them shout The distance that's between us, it just never seems to change There's a whole mountain range of misunderstanding So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you Listen to them shout |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
People say that they want to be free
They look at him and they look at me But it's only themselves they're wanting to see And everybody knows about it We talk all night and we're all turned on Everybody heard him singing his song Telling us all there was work to be done And everyone sung a chorus of I am the walrus Yes Disneyland has come to town Everyone's dressed and standing around Alice is wearing her sexiest gown But she doesn't want you to look at her Beautiful people are queuing to drown They wait for the lifeguard to put on his crown But he's up at the other end of town Trying to talk to the mirror The scientist talks and he knows what he means He sits on the floor and has beautiful dreams Then he gets brought down by a woman who screams But he knows it's only a record… Oh yes it is His brave new girl stops feeding the ants And looks at him with her septic pants She still knows how to make him dance And forget about emancipation… it's just imagination And you and I we sit and hum We know something's got to come And get us off our endless bum There's probably one in the bathroom Or even in the hall |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
This is a song from the bottom of a well
There are things down here I've got to try and tell; It's dark and light at the very same time, The water sometimes seems like wine. I learned some information way down here That might fill your heart and soul with fear; But don't you worry, no don't be afraid ... I'm not in the magical mystery trade. My imagination begins to purr As things don't happen, they just occur. Softly crackling electrical smell, There's something burning at the bottom of this well. Sitting here alone I just have to laugh I see all the universe as a comfortable bath; I drown my body so my mind is free To indulge in pleasurable fantasies. There's something strange going on down here .. A sickening implosion of mistrust and fear. A vast corruption that's about to boil A mixture of greed and the smell of oil. This is a song from the bottom of a well I didn't move here, I just fell. But I'm not complaining, I don't even care 'Cause if I'm not here, then it's not there. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
What do you know about nothing people?
You sell yourself so you can buy more What do you care about bluffing people? Does it make you want to try more? We know what you mean We know what you've seen We understand What do you care about bluffing people Throwing sparrows from the treetops What do you care about nothing people? When you're waiting at the bus stop I'm very glad to hear that We understand the sky will be visible soon We understand the sky will be visible soon Soon soon soon you will be obliged to try Soon soon soon to reach your moon and die What do you care about nothing people? You sell yourself so you can buy more What do you care about nothing people? And does it make you want to try more? It's very nice to know Everybody sing now An optimistic future |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
On a railway train to anywhere,
Something happened finally. The driver said he saw no station And we were riding aimlessly. The train was filled with sleeping passengers, Going nowhere for the ride; Spoken whispers filled the carriages No one cared to look outside. Conversation aimed at anyone Bouncing questions off the wall; Except for two excited children. Burning caterpillars in the hall. All at once, I got quite frightened.. Standing up, I gave a shout! "I see a station just in front of me , Stop this train and let me out!" The driver smiled and shook his head for me, "This train don't stop for anyone. And, if you want to leave this railway line, You'll have to jump off on your own. Someone came and gave me sandwiches, Saying that I looked unwell. He took my pulse and he gave it back to me, And then he hit me with his bell. He made a speech to all the passengers, He said "I've been a place today; And anyone who'd care to come with me.. Step outside and walk this way." Inside the seats were warm and comfortable, Outside the train was wild and strange. I said, "Yes, sir, I'd like to come with you, It's really time I made a change." I left my seat and walked up front with him, And he began to push the door. I looked outside, but it nearly blinded me.. I'd never seen such light before. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
I walked into this bar
And the man refused; He said, "we don't serve strangers In blue suede shoes; We don't give credit, and We don't give way We have to think about what the people might say.. Uh, you know what i mean..." I said, "sure, man" Oh, he gave me a smile that was sickly and wet, And i offered him one of my cigarettes. He took it, afraid that he might appear rude, Then proceeded to sell me some second class food. Nice guy - meet 'em everywhere.. . He said, "my oh my, i have suffered too long, And this cigarette seems to be very strong; I don't make the rules I just get what i take And i guess every rule was made to break. You can take what you like, it won't hurt me Cause i'm just working for the company." From the green cigarette, he took a long drag, And said, "i think i'll pick my travelling bag. I'm tired of cheating, and wasting my head And filling the boss's bags with bread. I want to get out in the sun and rain, And feel the wind on on skin again; The world is large, and i've got time yet. And, by the way, thanks for that cigarette.. Thank you very much." "you know, i feel like a new man Yes i do, i don't know why; I'd just like to say Thank you very much(indeed) It's a beautiful day I think i'll be on my way (right away) I'd just like to say Thank you very much. Yes, i'm getting the hell out of here Yes, i am - bye, bye. That's the end of the message Thank you very much. Bye bye... |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
I walked into this bar
And the man refused; He said, "we don't serve strangers In blue suede shoes; We don't give credit, and We don't give way We have to think about what the people might say.. Uh, you know what i mean..." I said, "sure, man" Oh, he gave me a smile that was sickly and wet, And i offered him one of my cigarettes. He took it, afraid that he might appear rude, Then proceeded to sell me some second class food. Nice guy - meet 'em everywhere.. . He said, "my oh my, i have suffered too long, And this cigarette seems to be very strong; I don't make the rules I just get what i take And i guess every rule was made to break. You can take what you like, it won't hurt me Cause i'm just working for the company." From the green cigarette, he took a long drag, And said, "i think i'll pick my travelling bag. I'm tired of cheating, and wasting my head And filling the boss's bags with bread. I want to get out in the sun and rain, And feel the wind on on skin again; The world is large, and i've got time yet. And, by the way, thanks for that cigarette.. Thank you very much." "you know, i feel like a new man Yes i do, i don't know why; I'd just like to say Thank you very much(indeed) It's a beautiful day I think i'll be on my way (right away) I'd just like to say Thank you very much. Yes, i'm getting the hell out of here Yes, i am - bye, bye. That's the end of the message Thank you very much. Bye bye... |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Swell, they call me the super salesman
'cause selling is all I do. I've got an endless stash Of expensive trash I want to sell to you-- 'cause I'm a super salesman Super super salesman; I'm a super salesman, That's what I am! You can tell I'm a genuine person From my haircut to my shoes. Don't worry about your money, it's guaranteed.. Guaranteed to lose! I'm a super salesman, etc. But you'll be doing yourself a favour And you know that I'm sincere; I've got a beautiful rap, to sell this crap It's music to the ears. Now listen to me: Sell, sell. I've got things to save you money I've got things to save you time; So you can use the time To earn the cash To buy this trash of mine I'm a super salesman, etc. Yes I'm the universal salesman You can find me anywhere; Take a good look inside of yourself You'll find a salesman there. And you're the super salesman, Super super salesman; You're the super salesman, That's what you are. Sell yourself, it's later than you think; Sell yourself, it's later than you think; Super salesman, Super super salesman, etc. Uper salesman |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
If I sing something blue
Dedicated to you Don't believe that I'm sad Oh no I'm only dreaming And the taste of your kiss I remember and miss But at least now I know What it's like to have kissed you And if you feel any pain In this sleepy refrain It's only my imagination |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
See how she smiles
Like an affectionate child Do not disturb do not do anything wild Sweetly she dreams of love as a rainbowed High on my I won't disturb her while dreaming I'll only try Hour by hour and minute by minute alone The Queen of our dreams is feted and waited upon 5he's the blonde and blue eyed happiness all come true So sing out your song brother But she'll only listen to you |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Today, the town seems like a tomb
Everybody's locked up in his room Making love, or taking love - who cares If you take a walk out in the street Chances are there's someone that you'll meet If it's someone you know you'll say hello and good-bye Today's the very first day of the Spring A little girl's playing on her swing She doesn't know that a brand new show begins Now you come and tell me that you're sad But you never talk about it when you're glad You criticise, and you shut your eyes - that's too bad Banana |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
As the doors all close
And the wind blows rows And the moonlight flows Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere. As the stars collide And the horsemen glide And my mind just slides Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere. And the streams stream streams And my dreams dream dreams And the question screams Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere. As the dawn warm forms On the well-kept lawns Of the pawns that swarm Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere. And the song returns To a heart that yearns For a flame that burns Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere. |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
I'm looking 'round madly
for something to find That might give me a front To put something, something behind. Just bouncing this ball Up and down the hall But it's full of best wishes and suffocating fishes, and all. So, let's drink some wine And have a good time. But if you really want to come through Let the good time, good time have you. It's what you've got to do. You said it was foolish for me to be sad; But I'm very hungry, and you.. You're very well fed, You're such a fat lady. And I'm talking to you just for something to do 'Cause I'd much rather kiss you But I know, I'm gonna miss you Again and again, I know I'm gonna miss you. So, let's drink some wine, etc. I sing to the island That sings in your head 'Cause I know you'd much rather be there Be there instead. I know you'd rather be there... But you won't find the answer Even when the wind blows; 'Cause the answer, my friend is in front.. Right there in front of your nose Everybody knows, it's their nose. So, let's drink some wine, etc. (repeat) |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
I'm looking 'round madly
for something to find That might give me a front To put something, something behind. Just bouncing this ball Up and down the hall But it's full of best wishes and suffocating fishes, and all. So, let's drink some wine And have a good time. But if you really want to come through Let the good time, good time have you. It's what you've got to do. You said it was foolish for me to be sad; But I'm very hungry, and you.. You're very well fed, You're such a fat lady. And I'm talking to you just for something to do 'Cause I'd much rather kiss you But I know, I'm gonna miss you Again and again, I know I'm gonna miss you. So, let's drink some wine, etc. I sing to the island That sings in your head 'Cause I know you'd much rather be there Be there instead. I know you'd rather be there... But you won't find the answer Even when the wind blows; 'Cause the answer, my friend is in front.. Right there in front of your nose Everybody knows, it's their nose. So, let's drink some wine, etc. (repeat) |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Floating on moonlight
With my head on your knee; But, once again, babe I'm thinking about me. And, though we're feeling close And touching, too; You have to admit, babe, You're thinking about you. And, where do the stars end If I'm here all alone? And why am I feeling So far from home? Spoonful of moonlight A bottle of wine Just look at all those stars You're gonna have a good time. Out there in the darkness With the wolf and the owl; Oh, what does it matter If you scream or you howl? And, where do the stars end If I'm here all alone? And why am I feeling So far from home? Love is that stranger Who comes knocking at your door. Gives you a sweet taste Leaves you howling for more. You get that taste You've got to take it; But when you want more (and you will) You're gonna have to make it. And, where do the stars end If I'm here all alone? And why am I feeling So far from home? |
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from Kevin Ayers - Song For Insane Times: An Anthology 1969-19880 (2008)
Tonight I'm full of doubts and fears
Looks like another night of tears You're not here so I can't turn to you Now I know what needing someone really means Yes I do, And I need you It's so hard when you're not here I believe but I still fear It's so hard not knowing where you are Now I know what missing someone really means Yes I do, And I miss you Still don't know just where you are Distances are all too far Are you well or are you crying too? Now I know what loving someone really means Yes I do, And I love you |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Unfairground (2007)
Ayers
Couldn't get to sleep last night Missing you so much, it hurts Missing your company All the things you mean to me, girl Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home to me Don't have very much to say Never was so good with words It's only that I'm missing you Wishing I was kissing you now Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home to me Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home to me Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home Baby, won't you please come home to me |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Unfairground (2007)
Ayers
You're safe and you're warm Got a break from the storm And it's visiting time in the past And you've just reached the part Where you're losing your heart And your spirit is leaving you fast A then the storm blows a scream And it crashes your dream Like a fist through the curtain of glass And there's a giant of darkness Surrounds you with fright And the only way out is to stand up and fight And so you shout, scream Give me back my dream I need one to get through the day If it's lost and if it's gone I won't keep hanging on And the storm can just blow me away Blow me away It's a long way till dawn And you've got to get warm 'Cause you're shivering deeply inside So you turn on the light Try to burn up the night But your spirit has run off to hide There's nowhere to run So you wait for the sun Nowhere to run You wait for the sun Shout, scream Give me back my dream I need one to get through the day If it's lost and if it's gone I wont keep hanging on And the storm can just blow me away Blow me away So shout, scream Give me back my dream I need one to get through the day But if it's lost and if it's gone I won't keep hanging on The storm, just blow me away Blow me away Wait for the sun Nowhere to run Wait for the sun Nowhere to run |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Unfairground (2007)
Ayers
I don't understand anymore As I grow older Nothing seems to be clearer Than before, um hum Old shoulders Become cold shoulders Nothing left to dream on We're all kept in fear We're afraid to take Too many chances We must keep in step But there are just too many Different dances And those old shoulders Become cold shoulders Nothing you can lean on |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Unfairground (2007)
What do you do, when it's all behind you
Every day, someone else reminds you When times were sweet. Wings on your feet, and bells on your toes Ahh, only heaven knows.... What do you do when you've lost the feeling Nowhere to go, you've reached the ceiling Right behind the floor, no window, no door, Yeah, everything's closed Oh, only heaven knows. Love is a treat, it's a magical feat Illusion of the real; You're never quite sure if it's real what you feel Or just something, yeah, that you've felt before. Only heaven knows. Love is a treat, it's a magical feat, etc. What do you do when you know you're losing Sit on your ass and let the blues in; Think of what you had And how it all went bad; You sent her a rose And only heaven knows only heaven knows |
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from Kevin Ayers - The Unfairground (2007)
Ayers
You shine a light in my darkness I guess you showed me the way A chance for love to fly again A chance for come what may You brought along the colors When life was turning, turning gray You opened up your paint box And painted the blues away But you're far away, I can't touch you You're far away and it's too much to Feel this way, I've got to be with you But you're far away, I can't touch you You're far away and it's too much to Feel this way, got to be with you You to me are special Can't find the words to say Only that I miss you Miss you in every way But you're far away, I can't touch you You're far away and it's too much to Feel this way, I've got to be with you But you're far away and I can't touch you You're far away and it's too much to Feel this way, I've got to be with you |