Susan Theres a Burning Deep Within to Love You Once Again if Thats Alright
Gary Brooker
Vocal words
No more Fear of Flying
1979
Savannah (Matthew L. Moore / Tom Kosta)
Well your father lends us a car,
If nosotros just won't go too far.
And we always seem to come up home late
In't that funny
Well your family unit is then afraid
Cos our love keeps growing stronger
And they really don't want us to deport on
any longer.
Oh Savannah
You've taken my heart
We tin can brand a new commencement now
This situation is tearing the states apart
Oh Savannah you know we tin can't wait
Cos it might be besides late
If we wait any longer
You call me on the telephone
and y'all tell me how yous're and then lonely
and your Daddy won't let you leave home
on business relationship of me. Well you know,
Y'all know we've talked this over earlier
Where tin we become
We tin can run away, we can run away... ay...
Savannah, Oh yous've taken my heart
We tin brand a new start now
This situation is tearing us autonomously
Oh Savannah you know we can't wait
Cos it might exist as well tardily
If we wait any longer
Pilot (Mickey Jupp)
You shot me downward
Y'all fix me up woman then you shot me down
All you did was say "see you around"
You must have known, you must accept seen information technology in my eyes
You must have known, I loved y'all woman, but at present you're gone
I'm a summertime, ruined by rain
I'm a pilot, shot down in flames
I'1000 a crewman, sunk without trace
The last time I saw your confront
Why, for heavens sake woman won't you lot tell me why
Have y'all ever seen a grown human weep
I'm off my caput, I'thousand going crazy thinking almost the things you said
Could be with you but at present instead
I'chiliad a summer, ruined by pelting
I'yard a airplane pilot, shot downward in flames
I'g a sailor, sunk without trace
The last time I saw your face
I'thousand a summer, ruined past pelting
I'k a pilot, shot down in flames
I'm a crewman, sunk without trace
The terminal time I saw your face up
(No More) Fear of Flight (Gary Brooker / Keith Reid)
There was no more fearfulness of flying
Once the final word were spoke
At that place was no more tears of crying
It had all get a joke
Though they took a vow of silence
Still the rumours quickly spread
In that location was no more point in trying
for the great affair was dead
There was no more fearfulness of flying
There was no more fears and pain
At that place was no more demand for spying
They had everything to proceeds
There was no more fearfulness of flying
At that place was no more tortured brow
They had dropped the safety drape
They had killed the sacred cow
There was everything to live for
There was nothing to explain
They had left the scene, triumphant
They would live to fight again
There was no more fear of flying
There was no more fears and pain
In that location was no more than demand for spying
They had everything to proceeds
Get Upwardly and Dance (Gary Brooker / Pete Sinfield)
Well she looked me upward and downward
I said I'd just got into boondocks
She said welcome it'south a friendly kind of identify
So I asked her if past chance
She knew where a human being could dance
She said Yeah Sir and a smile lit upward her confront
I said did she
She said I do
I said would she
She said with you
I said well at present if that's OK
Merely if you wanna boogie infant
Lets stop wasting time this fashion
Get upward and dance you never know what you might find
Go up and dance nobody cares nobody minds
Get up and dance y'all in the corner don't be shy
Get upward and dance let the music get y'all high
Become up and trip the light fantastic become up and dance
Well we danced the night away
I said I have no identify to stay
She said well you've got a friendly kind of face
So I asked her if by chance
She could help a man who danced
She said Aye Sir I know just the place
I said did she
She said I practise
I said would she
She said with you
I said well now if that'due south OK
Simply if we're gonna make information technology infant
Lets end wasting time this way
Get up and trip the light fantastic toe go and observe a hand to hold
Go upwards and dance y'all know information technology stops you gettin' old
Get up and dance at that place ain't a thing you've got to loose
Become upwardly and dance I want you rockin' in your shoes
Get upwardly and dance get upward and dance
Give Me Something to Recall You By (Brooker / Renwick / Sinfield)
So many ships have slipped on by in the night
I couldn't keep the score
Until you tied up in the harbour with me
And I prayed nosotros'd share something more
Maybe we both tried merely a bit likewise hard
New loves so close and true
For 10 wild days nosotros held a direct flush in hearts
Then I froze on you
Give me something to remember you past
Like a osculation on a cold cold dark
Give me something to retrieve y'all past
As your transport sinks out of sight
The queen of rubies took the sweet jack of moons
So high above the flood
Though they survived the fall with ice on their wings
The stables ran with blood
Maybe we had too much to win or loose
We'd both been lost before
But that ain't your heart that'south an anchor and chain
All those are claw marks across my floor
Give me something to remember you by
Like a knife or a blue steel key
Give me something to recall y'all by
Like a rose similar a tempest at ocean
Give me something to remember y'all by
We weren't wrong but nosotros weren't right
Give me something to think you by
Farewell-bye baby, bye-bye
Switchboard Susan (Mickey Jupp)
Switchboard Susan won't you give me a line
I need a physician get me 999
The offset time I picked up my phone
I fell in love with your ringing tone
I'm a long distance romancer
And I keep on trying until I become an reply
Requite me! give me! one more than risk
You're a great little operator
Switchboard Susan let me off the hook
I've been this way since you merely gave me a expect
Switchboard Susan girl you're all the rage
Come up on woman now let's get engaged
I'm a long altitude romancer
And I keep on trying until I get an answer
Requite me! requite me! ane more than chance
You lot're a great fiddling operator
Now when I look at you lot girl I go an extension
And I don't mean on Alexander Graham Bong'southward invention
Switchboard Susan tin can we be friends
Later 6 and at weekends
I'thousand a long distance romancer
And I keep on trying until I become an respond
Requite me! give me! one more adventure
Yous're a great little operator
Old Manhattan Melodies (Gary Brooker/Pete Sinfield)
Wouldn't modify a single word
Or touch a unmarried note
Of those old songs those New York Songs
Of honey that we once wrote
And though information technology hurts at present we're autonomously
And different dreams pursue
Fragments of those songs remain
In whispered shades of blueish
Erstwhile Manhattan melodies
Echo through my broken heart and call me dorsum to you
Old Manhattan melodies . . .
Why Oh why the echoes weep I only wish I knew
Lighthouse smooth in quarter time
And guide me from this coast
In case I run around again
And meet yous or your ghost
I 've tried, I can't turn back the clock
Your transport'southward too long at sea
A dream the river stole away
Oh Misty Melody ...
Old Manhattan melodies . . .
Echo through my agonized center and tell me you're still true
Old Manhattan melodies
Why Oh why the whole earth cries I simply wish I knew
Erstwhile Manhattan melodies .. .
Every notation a retentiveness some happy and some blueish
Onetime Manhattan melodies . . .
Whisper through my lonely centre and telephone call me back to you.
Angelina (Gary Brooker/Pete Sinfield)
I've known some ladies
That made me happy
In so many different means
Like sweet Conchita
And Isabella
Back in my travelling' days
Then at that place was Georgia
she was a country girl
she could reap all I could sow
Not like dear Judith
So fond of Music
And Edgar Allan Poe
Only when I think of Angelina
All the others fade away
I can't recover
I know I'll love her
Now and forever
I took my pleasure
Where I found it
And the ladies equally they came
Similar Liz from Tucson
And Claire from Rouen
At that place were and so many names
When unexpected
Just similar a whirlwind
Angelina stole my heart
We did some walking
And got to talking,
And said we'd never part
Let Me In (Gary Brooker/Pete Sinfield)
I've been watching your operation
From the minute y'all got here
you've been riding on your high horse
Merely your motives are non clear
You accept filled up all the ashtrays
And the carpets wearing thin
I believe we both speak English
Won't you kindly allow me in
Let me in all I want to do is assistance yous
Let me in, let me in, let me in
You go along looking out the window
You keep staring at the door
Yeah and every time the phone rings
You make frantic semaphore
I'1000 a homo that's used to problem
I've seen all the seven sins
I'll fifty-fifty exist your long lost uncle
If y'all'll only let me in . ..
Let me in all I desire to do is assist you
Let me in, let me in, allow me in
You know they say a trouble shared'due south a trouble half way gone
But canteen it inside and you'll explode
I'd rather accept your tears than nitroglycerine
And so let me in I can take the load
I can mend a center that'southward broken
Put a patch on your romance
Only I gotta have some item
Time and place and circumstance
I'm a man that's used to trouble
I've seen all the vii sins
There own't nothin' left to shock me
Only yous gotta let me in . ..
Say It Ain't So Joe (Murray Head)
Say it ain't and then Joe
Delight, say it own't and so
That's non what I want to hear Joe
And I got a right to know
Say it own't so Joe
Please, say it ain't so
I'm sure they're telling us lies Joe
please, tell u.s.a. it ain't so
They told us that our hero
Had played his trump bill of fare
He doesn't know how to go on
We're clinging to his charm & determined smile
Just the good old days have gone.
The prototype and the empire may exist falling apart
The money has gotten scarce
1 mans give-and-take held the country together
But the truth is getting fierce.
Say information technology own't and then Joe
Please say information technology ain't then
Nosotros've pinned our hopes on y'all Joe
And they're ruining our evidence
Oh baby don't y'all think nosotros're gonna get burned
Oh baby don't you call up nosotros're gonna become burned
We're gonna get turned, we're gonna become learned
Nosotros're gonna get burned
We're gonna get burned
We're gonna get burned
Atomic number 82 Me to the Water
1982
Mineral Human (Brooker)
I keep rolling like a wagon wheel
What keeps me going are these nerves of steel
And 2 good hands to go along me clothed and fed
A pair of feet to stagger to my bed
A middle of gold and fists of iron
A tongue of silvery that's bought me time
Well I'm a mineral human being
stuck hither in the can
till I oxidise
Well I'g a invitee of the Land,
I'll sit down here and look
'cos I'chiliad subsidised
When I'thou moving like a ton of lead
There's cypher stops me on the road alee
My skin is bronzed from my head to my toes
people looking everywhere I go
A heart of gold and fists of iron
a tongue of silvery for to spin some line
Well I'm a mineral homo
stuck here in the tin
till I oxidise
Well I'm a guest of the Country,
I'll sit here and wait
till I'chiliad allow outside
Some other Way (Brooker)
My atmosphere'south boiling like a thermal mire
My heart is called-for like a forest fire for you
Sticking pins all over my figure
The pain'due south no worse than the witch'south heart you lot left with me
How can you fail to see my point of view
Or are your optics a bowwow's brew?
At first I thought you came from paradise
then you divide my world in two, merely I honey you
Then tell me it another mode
listen what I have to say
Don't leave me for some other twenty-four hours
Tell me that you're here to stay
There'south something odd virtually the way I vicious
Could it be those potions that you mixed up Oh so well?
You spin your spider web but similar a spider'due south mate
I served your purpose simply for me it's non as well belatedly
You cut me deep simply that is how I learned
You're just my loving cup of gruel
Familiar faces that you left with me
Are they meant to be and so cruel? 'Cos I dearest you
And so tell me it another way
listen what I have to say
Don't get out me for another day
Tell me that you're here to stay
That'southward all the words yous have to say
Tell me information technology another way
Hang On Rose (Brooker)
A quiet night hither in my home
Was interrupted by the 'phone
The caller said he'd got my name
from someone found out in the rain
'You've got it wrong, it can't be me.
Who could I know? I'll come and see.'
Her dress were wet, her body injure
Her confront was white and smeared with dirt
They saw her floating from the wreck
Clutching something round her neck
That's when I knew that information technology was y'all
What could I say? What could I do?
Hang on Rose
Help is round the corner
Hang on Rose
It'southward non your fourth dimension to go
I read your note
I'm running to your rescue
Hang on Rose
At that place's something you should know
A repose night here by my burn down
Becomes a turning-point in life
I've made it up, I'm past your side
My sight was blinded by your eyes
Hang on Rose
Help is round the corner
Hang on Rose
It's not your time to get
I read your note
I'm running to your rescue
Hang on Rose
There's something y'all should know
What can I say, What tin I do?
Tin can't stand to lose someone like you.
I'k with you lot
Home Loving (Brooker)
Don't you worry if you lot find me blueish
There's non a single affair that you can exercise
I'one thousand just thinking of the days I had with Mama
Don't yous worry 'bout the goodnight kiss
I won't recall all the nights you lot missed
I couldn't go back through it all again, Mama
Well equally a boy I liked to fool around
I never had my feet down on the ground
But I loved my Mama, I loved my Papa,
I loved my sis and my footling baby brother
I was quite a good boy at school
I had my fun simply I was nobody's fool
Yes, I had some adept times, I had some bad times
What's information technology thing when you've got somewhere to run for
Dwelling house loving
Costs you nothing
Home loving
Saves you suffering
Don't you lot worry 'tour the things you said
Accept no regrets nearly the life y'all atomic number 82
Don't exist concerned nearly the tears I shed, Mama
I can live here with a broken heart
Don't be upset 'cos we've been apart
I can forgive if you forget the by, Mama
At present I'm having fun with all my friends
I bring them dwelling house and you lot are there again
Aye I love my Mama, love my Papa
I dearest my sister and my big bad brother
Now I'thou a man and I know what went wrong
We learnt our lesson and it'southward in this song, we need
Home loving
Costs us zilch
Home loving
Saves you suffering
Dwelling loving It must mean something
to share your fun with your own sweet brethren
Home loving
Costs you nothing
Abode loving
Saves you suffering
Don't y'all worry if you notice me crying
Don't be upset about how much you're trying
And so I'll acknowledge my beloved for someone else now, Mama
I've got some home loving
The Wheel (Let it Menses) (Brooker)
Rain is falling all around
It seeps into the ground and information technology flows
let information technology grow, let information technology grow
Streams by water filled
Feed rivers, turning mills and it grows
let it period, allow information technology menstruum
Raindrops are tears falling from Sky
I've seen the mist ascent upward from the Severn
The concatenation is complete, the cycle not broken
Teardrops are pelting that say more than than any words spoken
Wheat and barleycorn
past assistance of wet built-in, our food
Let it grow, let it grow
Usk or the Wye, it doesn't bother me
Sea, river, lake, equally long as they're close and free
Inquire me why? Water's a role of me
I'thousand seven-tenths wet! Yes all but a third of me's h2o
Water {Severn, Usk and Wye are rivers in the south-west of England}
Night and thund'ry skies
Cloud our eyes: that's how it goes
Let it flow, let it flow
Let it abound, Let information technology abound
Permit it flow, let it menstruum.
Atomic number 82 Me To The H2o (Brooker)
Take me by the hand
Lead me to the water
I will be your lamb
Heading for the slaughter
I've been abroad from dwelling too long
But I still sense of taste the tears
And when I'm in some stranger's arms
I still feel you lot near
Now if they enquire me how I feel
I grinning and say 'Just fine!'
But deep within this lonely centre
I know yous're still mine
Take me by the hand
Lead me from the burn down
We'll fly upward from this land
We're going to get higher
And then this is where the stop begins
The parting of the ways
Somebody'due south calling me upward in that location
I hear information technology in the waves
Take me by the hand
Lead me to the water
I volition exist your lamb
I'm ready for the slaughter
Have me by the mitt
Lead me from the fire
We'll wing up from this country
I'm dying to get higher
The Angler (Brooker)
The search is over, the boxing done
The fish is beaten, the angler'south won
But simple stories make longer tales
No consolation if he had failed
Through air current and desert, Blackberry Pigsty
Coyote and rattler had made him old
No it ain't easy, information technology's on the deadline
Between health and madness, the way he bides his fourth dimension
Fin to fin in every log-jam
This is where they lie
The Deschutes is hot, the bottom's black
They're eye-to-center
My oh my what fun to exist on your own
Down foaming rapids into the deep black pigsty
Through thorns and rockslides for to reach his goal
And golden chances, he let them slip abroad
Or was he waiting for the Judgement Day?
They really nailed 'em on the deadline
This is where they lie
Where the water'south fast, the current's strong, their centre-to-middle
My oh my what fun to exist on your own
But on the thirteenth morning when the dominicus was loftier
he tricked that steelhead and saw the line go tight
Two spirits fighting, 2 creatures assuming
Bad luck and trouble had finally lost their concord
Fin to fin in every log-jam
This is where they lie
The Deschutes is hot, the bottom'due south blackness
They're center-to-eye
I encounter why he spend his fourth dimension on his ain
Low-flying Birds (Brooker)
Blackness suspenders and high-heeled walk
A painted rima oris that says it wants to talk
The offer'due south fabricated and information technology'south difficult to miss
but bear in mind that you're running a risk with those
Low flying birds
I wouldn't shoot at 'em
Low flight birds
they're far too dangerous
A tight sweater that tell information technology all
Just like a trophy hanging on the wall
The scented hair that leaves a trail behind
something to follow if you don't listen those
Low flying birds
I wouldn't shoot at 'em
Depression flying birds
they're far also dangerous
Low flying birds
What would you do with them
Low flying birds
Yous'd only ruin them
The tightest denim that Levi's brand
Slowly peeling to reveal the shape
The blackest hair that's just been done
With make-up looking similar a viscid bun, and they're
Low flying birds ...
in black suspenders
Low flying birds
in tight sweaters ...
Symphathy for the Hard of Hearing (Brooker)
Called upwards to Camberley in '39
To play his part on the French front line
He was full of hope, overflowing with tears
He'd been on the earth barely nineteen years
but he was willing
Sailed across the Channel for to meet his foe
Marched from Le Havre to Forge-les-Eaux
There were sounds of battle that assailed his ears
They moved that night with the gustation of fright
to the killing
Got dug down in Deauville
His young life on the line
Had fourth dimension to think about her
His first beloved he'd left behind
The battle lost
at heavy price
To life and limb
but non for him
He was defenseless
and marched abroad
to darker days
a prisoner
He walked to Poland
with thousands of others
Their common plight
would make them brothers
For years of cold and fear
and lonely tears
for iv long years
The Allies came
to liberate
They plant him in rags
In a pitiful country
Only alive
Taken at the very beginning
Not freed until the last
Lest we forget the sacrifice
That young men make for what seems right
Nosotros lose them
confuse them
corruption them
Young rose waiting on the English shore
To hold her boy, now a man of twenty-4
Hard of hearing, no feeling
What exercise we know of hurting and healing?
Difficult of hearing, difficult of hearing.
Echoes in the Night
1985
Count Me Out (G. Brooker / I. Sutherland)
When it's time for me to get
and I hear that whistle blow
I'll exist waiting in line mean solar day or night
Have my paw and atomic number 82 me down
Lay my burden on the ground
Break these chains and permit me stand in the calorie-free
Now I know what the game's all about
If that's the way you want to play - count me out
Had enough of alibis, empty promises and lies
Trying to find a better life on my own
In that location's no like shooting fish in a barrel way I know - now the strains brainstorm to show
Notwithstanding I'm looking for a light to lead me domicile
Though my centre's notwithstanding full of incertitude -
In that location'due south no way I'm gonna play - so count me out
I've been as well long here breaking my back
Doing my best to become through
I never thought I could experience this manner
But I demand to find something new
Information technology's not the money and it'due south not the gold
- I but want some peace of mind
My life is racing similar a runaway train
Getting faster all the time...
Underneath a golden sky
Far away I'm gonna fly
To a place I know is at that place in my mind
Similar a sailor domicile to die
With no journey left to try
Throw my spirit in the tide and pb me blind
Now I know what this game's all about
If that's the way you wanna play
Then count me out
Ii Fools In Love (Brooker / Fisher)
Don't y'all heed to a discussion they're saying
Nosotros're in love and that's the manner we'll stay forever
Information technology doesn't thing what they remember about the states
I know that you and I'll piece of work information technology out together
They can't stand to see us caring
Tin't believe what we are sharing
They tell me I'thousand a gentleman of leisure
And y'all're just a woman of pleasure
Maybe it'due south only infatuation
We don't intendance it's a lovely situation
Don't they know information technology'south non the manner we planned it
Guess they'll never actually sympathise it
Ii fools in honey
Blessed from higher up
Two hearts as one
Ii fools in dear
Nowhere to run
Two hearts equally one
If people had their way they'd part us
Separate lives and far removed from each other
So let's leave the world we know behind us
We'll walk away daughter as lovers
Information technology's no crime that demand our time defending
Just a case of love that'south never ending
Two fools in love
Blessed from to a higher place
Two hearts equally 1
Ii fools in love
Nowhere to run
Two hearts every bit i
Echoes in the Dark (Brooker / Fisher / Reid)
There's a song you lot may call back; it'south been played a thousand times.
And the words they go along returning, I know every unmarried line.
Please don't stop that music playing. Keep the jukebox turned up high.
Allow the memories wash over me, just like echoes in the nighttime.
Hold on to those echoes in the night; salve them, don't let them out of sight.
Hold on to those echoes in the nighttime. Midnight got me feeling alright.
At that place's a guy you lot may remember; he was big in '69.
Had a simple footling story, with a message in the rhyme.
When I heard that music playing, I felt like dancing in the street.
At present I hear a unlike drummer and a different kind of vanquish.
(Want to) Agree on to those echoes in the nighttime; save them, don't let them out of sight.
Shadows in the candlelight; midnight got me feeling alright.
There's a face y'all might call up, though her proper name you won't recall.
Had her picture in the papers, you had a affiche on your wall
From Los Angeles to Broadway you could see her name in lights,
At present the fantasy has faded: she's just an echo in the night.
Hold on to those echoes in the night; save them, don't let them out of sight.
Hold on, echoes in the dark: midnight got me feeling alright.
Concord on to those echoes in the night; save them, no, don't permit them out of sight.
Shadows in the candlelight, burning�
Ghost Train (Brooker / Fisher / Reid)
They're putting up the posters
The funfair's in boondocks
Performing seals and dancing dogs
And gaily painted clowns
So ladies take your places
And clothing your finest clothes
Put on your silk and laces
Your buttons and your bows
Spin the bicycle of fortune
And lay your money downward
Let fate exist your decider - "faites vos jeux"
The carnival'due south in boondocks
When the show is over
The empty streets are glistering in the pelting
Information technology's still the aforementioned
Riding on a ghost train
A feeling stranger than you've e'er known
Y'all're all solitary.
They're putting up the posters
A wanted man's in town
They say he's armed and dangerous
And now he'southward gone to ground
He's livin' rough from mitt to mouth
A lethal burning fuse
He know his time is running out
At that place'southward nothing left to loose
So parents find your children
And keep them safe indoors
He's killed before he'll kill again
The next ane could exist yours.
When the prove is over
The empty streets are glistering in the rain
Information technology's notwithstanding the same
Riding on a ghost train
A feeling stranger than y'all've ever known
You're all solitary.
Mr. Blue 24-hour interval (Brooker / Sutherland)
Every Morning - sunrise dawning
Shadows lifting - dark clouds drifting
Rolling abroad
Open your eyes from dreaming
Look to the heaven - the sun is streaming downwardly.
Lightning up the globe to greet us similar a friend
Lending a guiding mitt until the twilight ends
- No don't give us up Mr. Bluish 24-hour interval
- Shine out just enough through the common cold grey
To pb the states home again.
Every morning sundown
Shades of darkness draw circular
Day is slowly dying
Night birds homeward flight on their fashion
- Can't stop the night from falling
- Can't end the shadows calling to us all
From some other globe of timeless mystery
Out floating helpless on some far and lonely sea
- So don't give united states up Mr. Blue Solar day
- Polish out merely enough through the cold grey
To atomic number 82 us habitation once more.
Saw the Fire (Brooker / Fisher / Reid)
Saw the fire
Saw you lot laughing at the oversupply
You were happy
I was glad
Drew your picture
Drew your picture in the sand
Felt your heart beat
In my hand
Felt the wind roar
On the seashore
I heard a vocalization calling calling
In the one-half lite
Saw a strange lite
Upwards in the sky falling falling
Just a picture
But a flick on the embankment
You were always
Out of reach
Saw the fire
Saw the flames light upwards the heaven
Saw your picture
Floating by
Experience the air current roar
On the seashore
I heard a vocalism calling calling
In the half light
I saw a strange calorie-free
Upward in the heaven falling falling
The Long Goodbye (Brooker / Fisher / Reid)
I know I've washed my best
But that'due south no consolation
I s'pose I should accept guessed
When I saw the invitation
you told me dearest was blind
But you were only joking
I know y'all've changed your heed
But I still go on on hoping.
Head held high
Optics on the sky
I know I've got to be strong
If I run across y'all once more
it will be equally a friend
With time for a long farewell
You know I felt so bad
When I left you at the station
It was the first fourth dimension I
Had felt such desolation
It'southward been a long, log fourth dimension
And I still can't forget you
Merely my friends all say
That maybe I don't want to.
Head held high
Optics on the sky
I know I've got to exist potent
If I see you lot again
information technology will be as a friend
With time for a long bye
Hear what you lot're proverb (Brooker / Fisher)
My ring was playing at a society just down the road
The room was hot and they were dancing' toe to toe
When in the corner - I saw a lone face
Turnin' down the suitors - the music weren't her taste
Play some
Play something to brand me move
Sing some
Sing a vocal let's alter the mood
Upon the stage guitar and saxophone
They kept on wailin' windin' up the song
The drummer laying right dorsum on the beat
But even so that girl stayed correct back on her seat
Play some
Play something to make me motion
Sing some
Sing a song to change the mood
Is this what you're proverb
That somehow nosotros're failing
You speak for us all but tell me how
Information technology needs all the soul that's
Deep down within united states
I hear what yous're saying at present
I stopped the singing allow the ring accept up the crush
And fought a passage thru' the crowd upwardly to hear seat
I took her hands in mine and drew her to the floor
We'd found the i thing that we'd both been looking for
Play some
Play something to make me move
Sing some
Sing some more you've inverse the mood
Missing Person (Brooker / Sutherland)
I've been waiting
For you to come home
It'due south such a long fourth dimension
And so all alone
And when the nighttime comes
It hits me so difficult
Thinking about you
And where you've gone
Why don't you come home
Why don't you lot come domicile
Why don't you come up dwelling
Y'all've got me wondering
What would I do now
If you don't come dorsum
How can I become through now
The way I encounter information technology
Sooner or subsequently
You lot're gonna miss me
Then you'll come running back
Why don't y'all come domicile
Why don't you come home
Why don't y'all come up dwelling house
Every time I hear the telephone
I run and pick it up
Hoping it you to say you're coming dorsum
Every time I see the setting dominicus
I tin't help counting the days y'all've been gone
The way I see information technology
Sooner or later on
Yous're gonna miss me
Then you lot'll come running back
When the night comes
Information technology hits me so difficult
I gets me hurtin'
It hits me and then hard
Why don't you come dwelling
Why don't y'all come home
Why don't you come up home
Fob of the Nighttime (Brooker / Fisher / Reid)
In that location'due south a pile of papers I was going through
Sometime reminders I was saving
realized I had changed my view
All because of you
Institute a moving picture of a friend of mine
Make me think of times together
Addicted old memories of a friend of mine
In another time
Information technology'south a trick of the nighttime
Everything is all right
Defenseless me while I was dreaming of you
It'due south a play tricks of the night
Everything is alright
Caught me while I was sleeping
There is also a French version of this song, words by Franky Brooker: see here
Inside Our Business firm
1996
| Intro: Revd. Geoffrey Willis | Pastime With Proficient Visitor (Henry 8) | Mattachins (Warlock) | Linden Lea |
| Holding On | A Salty Domestic dog | Hibernate and Seek (McIntosh) | Within Our Business firm (Brooker / Reid |
| Steal Away | Gospel Railroad train | Peace in the Valley (Dorsey) | Nothing but the Truth (Brooker / Reid) |
| The Long Farewell (Brooker / Fisher / Reid) | Jesus on the Mainline (trad. arr. Brooker) | Psalm for St. Mary (Brooker) | A Whiter Shade of Pale (Brooker / Reid) |
Within Our House (Brooker / Reid)
Within Our House
honey and grace
fires burn so brilliant
through darkest night
Throughout our lives
so much to larn
you read the signs
be our guide at every turn
Lift your vocalism
and you will know the tune
something sometime something new
Come join us! Come join united states!
Within Our House
Be of good cheer
you are not lone
welcome to our joyous feast
let troubles cease
this mean solar day of peace
Lift your voice
and you volition know the vocal
alive with u.s. and you'll belong
requite thanks and pray
you plant your way
welcome to our house
Within Our Business firm
love and grace
throughout our life
so much to larn
Accept comfort here
you lot are not lone
give thank you and pray
you establish your way
Lift your voice in harmony
feel the strength enrich thee
Come up bring together the states! Come join united states of america!
live in our house
within our house
alive Inside Our House
Singles / rare items
SS Blues (Brooker)
Oh it's been a year slaving with a shovel and choice
Cutting my own bean-poles and pea-sticks
Got blisters from mowing and bad dorsum from hoeing
That quondam cock simply ruins my slumber
| I got the SS Blues: supermarket looks just fine The broad beans got aphids, the birds got the peas | [The Good Life was a long-running BBC Tv set one-act series starring Felicity Kendall, Penelope Keith, Richard Briers and Paul Eddington, most the issues of an apprentice self-sufficient lifestyle ] |
I got the SS Blues: supermarket looks just fine
I got the SS Blues: Practiced Life don't mean a practiced time
Yes now here's some communication to those that think
That after a while they'll get used to the stink
Of farmyard manure and chicken muck
Let me tell you brother you're going to need some luck
The goose got so fat wouldn't fit in the pot
The duck's got eaten by God knows what
The hen ain't been laying, the pig-pen ain't paying
I think that's but about my lot
I got the SS Blues: supermarket looks just fine
I got the SS Dejection: Good Life don't mean a adept time
Oh, think I'll motility away from here
How about moving up to London?
No window-boxes!
Summer Nights (Brooker / Reid) or (Brooker / Fisher / Sutherland) encounter explanation
Still I think
It don't seem so long agone
Since that evening last summertime
like the words in a song
Looking back on the way it was
did information technology actually happen?
You lot're still at that place in my retentivity
You and I in the sweet pelting falling
on a summer night (gimme those summer nights)
No-one else in the world at all
on such a magic nighttime (gimme those summer nights)
A phonation in the darkness
Shadows on the wall
A midsummer madness
Ooh, the thrill of it all
Everything seemed and so piece of cake then
zilch in our fashion
still believe she'll come back once again
You and I in the sweet pelting falling
on a summertime dark (gimme those summer nights)
no-i else in the world at all
on such a magic nighttime (gimme those summer nights)
stopping fourth dimension for a moment
lying in the full moonlight (gimme those summer nights)
like a girl on a swing
forever on an countless flight
I continue playing that old vocal
From so long agone
I keep watching the firelight
It sets those memories aglow
Keep it burning right to the end
Someday nosotros'll make information technology dorsum again
Y'all and I in the sweet rain falling
On a summer dark (gimme those summer nights)
No-one else in the earth at all
On such a magic dark (gimme those summer nights)
Stopping time for a moment
Lying in the full moonlight (gimme those summer nights)
Like a girl on a swing
Forever on an endless flying (gimme those summer nights)
(Gimme those summer nights)
(Gimme those summertime nights)
(Gimme those summer nights)
(Gimme those summer nights)
Let's do it right now (gimme those summer nights)
Chasing For The Chop (Brooker / Reid) ... words verified by GB, 26 October 2004
We are children one and all
From deliverance to the autumn
From the moment that we run across
In our triumph and defeat
From the corridors of ability
To the ivoriest of towers
In the boxing and the heat
In the shadow of retreat
From the cradle to the grave
From the biting to the brave
From beingness to the daze
From resistance to the block
We are children one and all
From deliverance to the fall
And we speak with many tongues
And we shout with many lungs
We are constantly excused
We are tired of being used
We are making idle threats
Nosotros are gaining piled-up debts
We are racing for the meridian
We are chasing for the chop
We are breaking all the rules
We are choosing to be fools
From the cradle to the grave
From the bitter to the brave
Nosotros are racing for the pinnacle
Nosotros are chasing for the chop
We are breaking all the rules
Nosotros are choosing to be fools
Fat Cats (Brooker / Reid)
They drive past yous in their fast cars
Typecast you in their hype confined
Feel you lot up and make yous squirm
Writhe around similar swollen worms
Fat cats!
They'll tell you that the world stinks
Swilling food and spilling drinks
They'll tell yous what the world needs
Taking gold and giving chaplet
They fly by y'all in their jet 'planes
Bypass you in the fast lanes
Cut you out and make you wiggle
Call you names and watch you wriggle
They sail past y'all on their large yachts
Tie-natural language you with their big knots
Spout the facts and wave the figures
Pull the strings and push button the triggers
They'll tell you that they're in the pink
Pull the plug and watch you lot sink
They say they'll never allow you down
Pull the plug and scout y'all drown
Leave the Candle (Brooker) or (Brooker / Sinfield) see explanation
Leave the candle, let it burn down
It helps the wheels of memory turn
To forgotten friends and loved ones' ghosts
[A strange heart] smiles to greet their hosts [any better suggestions?]
Replay the dreams of when and where
The times nosotros shared
Many yesterdays and nights ago
Leave the candle called-for bright
To keep at bay the stormy night
It'south flickering, the shadows dance
Into the flame my gaze entranced
To run across what lies on next yr'south route
Who will bear or share my load?
The candle knows.
If wax be dreams then candle burn down dull
Exit the candle, let it shine
Into some other eyes but mine
And low-cal a hearth of angels' gold
Someone who loves but does not agree
Oh leave the candle, let it burn
Information technology helps the wheels of memory turn
And something'south learned
If you'd be true to love and fair to friends
Get out the candle ... Leave the candle ...
Permit the candle burn at only one end
Badlands (Brooker) Conjectural words. Please send suggestions
Take me on home girls ['boys', live!]
Let me take residuum
From the badlands, from the badlands
Seen the brilliant side of life from hither
I've been in places where they lived in fearfulness
Of the badlands, oh those badlands
From N Dakota to the Crescent City
Southern Georgia with its girls so pretty
From the rivers of Oregon to San Diego
And Nova Scotia where the common cold winds blow
Own't so hard to earn a buck or 2
Black lung from shining shoes
In the badlands, oh those badlands
So many [colours] so many tongues
Forever asking what the white homo'south done
For the badlands, oh the badlands
Source: https://procolharum.com/gbtext.htm
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