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'I Put A Spell On You '-pete townsend & david gilmour

put a spell on you

’cause you’re mine

You better stop the things you do

I ain’t lyin’

No I ain’t lyin’

You know I can’t stand it

You’re runnin’ around

You know better daddy

I can’t stand it cause you put me down

I put a spell on you

Because you’re mine

You’re mine

I love ya

I love you

I love you

I love you anyhow

And I don’t care

If you don’t want me

I’m yours right now

You hear me

I put a spell on you

Because you’re mine

'Thick as a brick '-jethro tull

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Really don't mind if you sit this one out.

My words but a whisper -- your deafness a SHOUT.

I may make you feel but I can't make you think.

Your sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink.

So you ride yourselves over the fields and

you make all your animal deals and

your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in

the tidal destruction

the moral melee.

The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers

the newfangled way.

But your new shoes are worn at the heels and

your suntan does rapidly peel and

your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

And the love that I feel is so far away:

I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you

shake your head and

say it's a shame.

Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.

Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth.

Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.

See there! A son is born -- and we pronounce him fit to fight.

There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night.

We'll

make a man of him

put him to trade

teach him

to play Monopoly and

to sing in the rain.

The Poet and the painter casting shadows on the water --

as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea.

The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other --

as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed.

The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling --

but the master of the house is far away.

The horses stamping -- their warm breath clouding

in the sharp and frosty morning of the day.

And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword.

And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.

Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.

The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river

where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:

the builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose

and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need.

The young men of the household have

all gone into service and

are not to be expected for a year.

The innocent young master -- thoughts moving ever faster --

has formed the plan to change the man he seems.

And the poet sheaths his pen while the soldier lifts his sword.

And the oldest of the family is moving with authority.

Coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run.

What do you do when

the old man's gone -- do you want to be him? And

your real self sings the song.

Do you want to free him?

No one to help you get up steam --

and the whirlpool turns you `way off-beam.

LATER.

I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways.

My father was a man-of-power whom everyone obeyed.

So come on all you criminals!

I've got to put you straight just like I did with my old man --

twenty years too late.

Your bread and water's going cold.

Your hair is too short and neat.

I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me.

You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone -- you meet the stares.

You're unaware that your doings aren't done.

And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be.

But how are we supposed to see where we should run?

I see you shuffle in the courtroom with

your rings upon your fingers and

your downy little sidies and

your silver-buckle shoes.

Playing at the hard case, you follow the example of the comic-paper idol

who lets you bend the rules.

So!

Come on ye childhood heroes!

Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books

your super crooks

and show us all the way.

Well! Make your will and testament. Won't you?

Join your local government.

We'll have Superman for president

let Robin save the day.

You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time.

The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line.

And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are --

and take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars.

And you wonder who to call on.

So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?

And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you though?

They're all resting down in Cornwall --

writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition

of the Boy Scout Manual.

Thick As A Brick (Part 2) Lyrics

LATER.

See there! A man born -- and we pronounce him fit for peace.

There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease.

We'll

take the child from him

put it to the test

teach it

to be a wise man

how to fool the rest.

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We will be geared to the average rather than the exceptional

God is an overwhelming responsibility

we walked through the maternity ward and saw 218 babies wearing nylons

cats are on the upgrade

upgrade? Hipgrave. Oh, Mac.

LATER

In the clear white circles of morning wonder,

I take my place with the lord of the hills.

And the blue-eyed soldiers stand slightly discoloured (in neat little rows)

sporting canvas frills.

With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention,

while queueing for sarnies at the office canteen.

Saying -- how's your granny and

good old Ernie: he coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win.

The legends (worded in the ancient tribal hymn) lie cradled

in the seagull's call.

And all the promises they made are ground beneath the sadist's fall.

The poet and the wise man stand behind the gun,

and signal for the crack of dawn.

Light the sun.

Do you believe in the day? Do you?

Believe in the day! The Dawn Creation of the Kings has begun.

Soft Venus (lonely maiden) brings the ageless one.

Do you believe in the day?

The fading hero has returned to the night -- and fully pregnant with the day,

wise men endorse the poet's sight.

Do you believe in the day? Do you? Believe in the day!

Let me tell you the tales of your life of

your love and the cut of the knife

the tireless oppression

the wisdom instilled

the desire to kill or be killed.

Let me sing of the losers who lie in the street as the last bus goes by.

The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool

toasts his god in the sky.

So come all ye young men who are building castles!

Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.

Mark the precise nature of your fear.

Let me help you pick up your dead as the sins of the father are fed

with

the blood of the fools and

the thoughts of the wise and

from the pan under your bed.

Let me make you a present of song as

the wise man breaks wind and is gone while

the fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose and

the nursery rhyme winds along.

So! Come all ye young men who are building castles!

Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.

Mark the precise nature of your fear.

See! The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you

and the hour of judgement draweth near.

Would you be

the fool stood in his suit of armour or

the wiser man who rushes clear.

So! Come on ye childhood heroes!

Won't your rise up from the pages of your comic-books

your super-crooks and

show us all the way.

Well! Make your will and testament.

Won't you? Join your local government.

We'll have Superman for president

let Robin save the day.

So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?

And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through?

They're all resting down in Cornwall -- writing up their memoirs

for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual.

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So you ride yourselves over the fields and

you make all your animal deals and

your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

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"Lake Tahoe" -kate bush

"Satisfied" -tom waits

'The Last Goodbye'-the kills

t's the last goodbye I swear

I can't rely on a dime a' day love

That don't go anywhere

I'll learn to cry for someone else

I can't get by on an odds and ends love

That don't ever match up

I heard all you said

And I took it to heart

I won't forget I swear

I have no regrets

For the pas is behind me

Tomorrow reminds me just where

I can't quite see the end

How can I rely on my heart if I break it

With my own two hands

I heard all you said

And I love you to death

I heard all you said

Don't say anything

It's the last goodbye I swear

I can't survive

On a half hearted love

That will never be whole

'Concert Timelapse'-jónsi

'Coney Island Baby'-lou reed

You know, man, when I was a young man in high school

you believe in or not I wanted to play football for the coach

And all those older guys

they said he was mean and cruel, but you know

wanted to play football for the coach

They said I was to little too light weight to play line-backer

so I say I'm playing right-end

wanted to play football for the coach

'Cause, you know some day, man

you gotta stand up straight unless you're gonna fall

then you're gone to die

And the straightest dude

I ever knew was standing right for me all the time

So I had to play football for the coach

and I wanted to play football for the coach

When you're all alone and lonely

in your midnight hour

And you find that your soul

it's been up for sale

And you begin to think 'bout

all the things that you've done

And you begin to hate

just 'bout everything

But remember the princess who lived on the hill

Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong

And right now she just might come shining through

and the -

- Glory of love, glory of love

glory of love, just might come through

And all your two-bit friends

have gone and ripped you off

They're talking behind your back saying, man

you're never going to be no human being

And you start thinking again

'bout all those things that you've done

And who it was and what it was

and all the different things you made every different scene

Ahhh, but remember that the city is a funny place

Something like a circus or a sewer

And just remember different people have peculiar tastes

and the -

- Glory of love, the glory of love

the glory of love, might see you through

yeah, but now, now

Glory of love, the glory of love

the glory of love, might see you through

Glory of love, ah, huh, huh, the glory of love

Glory of love, glory of love

Glory of love, now, glory of love, now

Glory of love, now, now, now, glory of love

Glory of love, give it to me now, glory of love see you through

Oh, my Coney Island baby, now

(I'm a Coney Island baby, now)

I'd like to send this one out for Lou and Rachel

and all the kids and P.S. 192

Coney Island baby

Man, I'd swear, I'd give the whole thing up for you

' Show Me The Place'-leonard cohen

"Dawned On Me" -wilco & popeye

I been young, I been old

I been hurt and consoled

Heart of cold, heart of gold - so I'm told

I been lost, I been found

I been taken by the sound of my own voice

Voices in my head

[Hook]

I can't help it if I fall in love with you again

I'm calling just to let you know it dawned on me

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Every night is a test

To the East or the West, the sun rises and sets

That's the sun at it's best

I forget that I know, I regret letting you go

Sometimes I can't believe how dark it can be

[Hook]

I can't help it if I fall in love with you again

I'm calling just to let you know it dawned on me

So on, and so forth,

And again I will start to begin at the end

[Hook]

I can't help it if I fall in love with you again

I'm calling just to let you know it dawned on me

"Teach Your Children" - crosby, stills, nash

ou, who are on the road must have a code that you can live by.

And so become yourself because the past is just a good bye.

Teach your children well, their father's hell did slowly go by,

And feed them on your dreams, the one they fix, the one you'll know by.

Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,

So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

And you, of the tender years can't know the fears that your elders grew by,

And so please help them with your youth, they seek the truth before they can die.

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"Burnin' for You"-blue oyster cult

Home in the valley

Home in the city

Home isn't pretty

Ain't no home for me

Home in the darkness

Home on the highway

Home isn't my way

Home will never be

Burn out the day

Burn out the night

I can't see no reason to put up a fight

I'm living for giving the devil his due

And I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you

I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you

Time is the essence

Time is the season

Time ain't no reason

Got no time to slow

Time everlasting

Time to play B-sides

Time ain't on my side

Time I'll never know

Burn out the day

Burn out the night

I'm not the one to tell you what's wrong or what's right

I've seen signs of what (freezing their eyes) went through

Well I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you

I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you

Burn out the day

Burn out the night

I can't see no reason to put up a fight

I'm living for giving the devil his due

And I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you

I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you