1. |
Turn My Head
03:17
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Turn my head and don’t know why
Turn my head back to the sky
I know
This I know
Sit down bending on my knees
People is there nothing left
To please
Nothing to please
Drive my car along the sidewalk
Turn my cartwheels
When the people talk
They talk too loud
Turn my mind away from pain
Change the colours of my thoughts
Again
Change them again
We will fight
With so many people dying
We were blessed
By the people on the moon
What moon ? … What moon ?
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2. |
Over The Moon
03:46
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There’s a pain I cannot kill
And I guess I never will
Bluebird of love has let me down
Sang her songs and then left town
Oh the lady sang so sweet
Had the kids upon their feet
Playing the town hall she took her bow
Left me this message I’m reading now
I was over the moon
But my poor heart came back soon
And there was only a rainbow left see
Oh she said it gets so tough
Airline schedules can be rough
Wanted to stay here and live with me
One more show and she was free
So I waited there at home
Played some ‘Stills’ and got real stoned
And as I lay in my empty bed
Bluebird of love flew above my head
Stay with me, stay with me
Lay your head upon my shoulder
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3. |
Slow Down
02:52
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4. |
Sickle Clowns
05:01
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Down by the river
Three sickle mounted souls,
Lay wined on the green leaf,
Digging their rock'n'roll.
Hey hey, digging their rock’n'roll.
Slashed by the wild geese,
The silence it did tear,
Sticks swung in violence,
Young America murdered there
Hey hey, Young America murdered there.
As one soul lay dying,
Only two were there to care.
On through the valleys,
Sad sickle clowns they ride.
Pressed tight against the morning,
Beneath the blackened sky,
Hey hey, beneath the blackened sky.
There on a hill of gold
Wild children play.
They bend to pick the flowers.
The sun dissolves the day.
Hey hey, the sun dissolves the day.
If you can't close one eye,
Just turn the other way.
Faces bark in anger,
With savage bitter words,
Twist against the friendship,
With rapid shots they're blurred,
Hey hey, with rapid shots they're blurred.
There by the highway
Two sickles melt in flames.
They burn without the knowledge
Of why their lives were claimed.
Hey hey, of why their lives were claimed.
As the smoke drifts skywards
We search for those to blame .....
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In the concrete valleys the electric storm
We members of the midnight circus,
Our bodies so brightly adorn.
In your long sedans and your Oldsmobiles,
Through the slit in your face, you ask me,
How it feels.
Can you hear me, can you hear me,
I ain't telling you again.
Daughters of Satan, all stand in line
Faces greased and a mouth full of shine.
With iron hand you bruise the flesh,
Through a closing door you ask,
Pray why the distress.
Hear me, can you hear me, can you.
Midnight sailors can stay,
We won't send you away,
See me here on my knees.
You lie in the alley, with blood on your clothes.
As fingers round your throat they close.
Your cries of murder, splash on the walls.
And as you die, you think about the injustice of it all.
Can you hear me ...
Hear me ....
See Satan's daughters red lights,
They have such good appetites,
Another clown packs his drag ....
Hear me, can you hear me, can you.
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The good Mr. Square, he doesn't have any hang-ups
He spends his time,
Looking through other people's eyes.
The good Mr. Square, he doesn't have any hang-ups
He spends his time,
Looking through other people's lives.
Oh and how, inside,
He likes the things that they've done.
The good Mr. Square, he doesn't have any hang-ups
He spends his time .....
And as she weaves her way through city streets,
The dawn arrives.
In concrete glades of metal of metal grass,
Steel cords are woven tight.
But she is free, F ... R ...double E.
She was tall, she was high,
Lord she almost made me cry,
Today, I said today
"She was tall, she was high,
Lord she almost touched the sky
Today, she spends her time ....."
Beside grey lakes of lead she's harnessed to
A kneeling form.
Before the storm subsides, she's flown
And leaves the body torn.
But she is free, F ... R ...double E
She was tall, she was high ..
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8. |
The Sun
04:18
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In the square, she came running
I was lucky to be there
In her hair, she wore flowers
The scent it filled the air
She must leave, not returning
I was sadness, standing there
A silent square, bus of silver
With my vision disappears
She wrote me a letter,
From the green fields it came.
She wrote me a letter,
Trying to explain.
Now living came easy,
In velvet valleys of sun.
She wrote me a letter .....
She wrote me a letter,
So many questions she asked,
She knew I just couldn't answer,
For they were all in the past,
City life was too heavy,
So she had run for the hills,
She wrote me a letter, in the rain .....
When I got, to our meeting place
I stared into empty space,
Nobody here for me, Oh no no no .......
Here in the rain feeling uptight ......
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10. |
October 26th
03:01
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11. |
Miss Fay Regrets
03:56
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13. |
When Will I Be Loved
01:32
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14. |
Grass
05:11
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As silver tears they weave and lace,
Sad patterns upon her face,
She Waits for you.
So low below a laser sun,
Through velvet fields she runs,
Reaching for you.
And so you bleed now,
Your hand holds the knife
That is tearing your life apart.
Why don't you leave now,
The city's too heavy
And your dreams they melt in the sun.
On mellow blue, birds curve and glide.
Through shadows of grief she slides,
She waits for you.
There on a hill before the dawn,
In silence a promise torn,
She turns from you.
And so you bleed now ...
As silver tears, they weave and lace,
She waits for you.
So low below a laser sun.
Reaching for you.
On mellow blue, birds curve and glide.
She waits for you.
There on a hill before the dawn,
She turns from you .....
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16. |
Check Out
05:18
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Wally Waller - Beyond The Pretty Things London, UK
Wally Waller was a long-time member of The Pretty Things rock band - & lifelong friend of ‘Mr Pretty Things’ himself: Phil May. He had a big influence on all the most important PT's albums, that were all made while he was a member of the band: “Emotions”, “S. F. Sorrow”, “Parachute” (written entirely by Phil & Wally), “Freeway Madness” (produced by Wally), also the much acclaimed "Cross Talk" ! ... more
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