Where the Groupies killed the Blues
Hobo Rose on the Vine
music: Peter Hesslein / words: John Lawton music: Peter Hesslein / words: John O'Brien Docker
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don't know where I'm going rose on the vine, there's a holy man drinking my wine
don't know where I've come from hole in the lane
just can't seem to find a home old sunday morning is raining & shining my way
can't seem to settle down rose on the vine,  drinking my wine
the life of a hobo is no fun so good day -
I'm just a hobo on the run .
. is your grass so green and do you... lake people say?
one day of sweating backache a dream came by my way
one day of freezing rain came falling through my door
one year of breaking hard rock do you love me?
six months jumping rail or are you
the life of a hobo is no funu luing in an anarchistic folderol
I'm just a hobo on the run hydrogen joint - la, what is the point?
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what can I do what can I say Susan burned her mind out yesterday
don't even trust the length of the day men came down from town took her away
only the witness of southern Jim hey hey hey
. hey hey hey
Mother .
music: Peter Hecht / words: John O'Brien Docker pills in the jar, let them tell you how lucky you are
.. leapers for two
please forgive me mother - you said I'd never survive alone eggs in one basket - immaculate contraception
swimming in and out of dreams that you could how do you do?
never piece together in the silence you lost rose on the vine,  drinking my wine
you bore the cost - for this : the ring on your finger so fug you
happiness was a sunday afternoon .
. When the Groupies killed the Blues
mummy and daddy are fighting next door. music: Dieter Horns / words: John O'Brien Docker
the neighbours complained to the wife of the landlord .
the small hand's on nine and the big hand's on ten onward marching to the "Rock of Ages".
it's time for the children to go to bed again torn off pages from a magazine
. soldiers fading from the earth - degrading
(goodbye mother, forgive me and all my sins - say sun's lost out to magazine
they are forgotten - and so ... to bed) .
. .kingdoms, empires read in tea-leaves
pull down the blinds and turn on the music. everybody fold your hands upon your heads
you gotta roll off - I'm gonna roll on and hear the news
turn off your mind and roll to the music somebody somewhere somehow sometime
I'm gonna go POP before it's begun looked behind the arass
. where the groupies killed the blues
please forgive me mother if I appear to be far away .
slipping in and out of arms that try to heavy sounds in the summertime -ooh -.
hold me down for ever till the dust us do apart chicago learns that black is black
hand on my heart: it's true heavy ground all along the Berlin line
a light in your window suppertime humpty dumpty won't go back
the shipwreck of your life! won't go back
.. ..
poor little Dinah, she's leaving home:. classrooms and Sunday school
she's going to marry a man in a hurry where jesus saved the world
monday and tuesday still on the phone kingsize and extra cool
and mother can't work for a while though worrying and when the smoke unfurled
(good bye mother, you tried so to put the blame on straight lanes of lemon trees
the world around you and so .. to bed where Palestine prayed on it's bended knees
. to mankind
Prince of Darkness .
music: Peter Hesslein / words: John O'Brien Docker subway moonlight for a flight of fancy
. to a smiling face gone underground
hail the black redeemer, how long you been away! advertising stead of law revising
caliph of the darkness, I miss you every away pay your money, stick around
I got this terrible feeling and don't know what to say. .
show me how to face the morning - teach me how to play pilgrim soldiers on a trip to nowhere
. with a one-way ticket in their hands
the bad man keeps a callin' - he's hungry for my soul soap-suds sliding to the foam-crest riding
but down to you I'm comin', when death collects his toll Palestine : whose promised land
.the symbols on my door are changing every day
so hail the prince of doom and darkness - help me on my way Summer Dream.
. music: Peter Hesslein / words: John O'Brien Docker
down to your world go I .
into your flames I fly .summer dream you killed the queen
. and all the sea's a fire
master of the moonlight , visit me this day where is the sister gone again, oh father?
tell me what I want to know and help me fly away you stole the tarts and joined the queue
let me feel the fire melt into my soul to cool a fools desire
send the baking desert wind from pole to frozen pole oh wont you stop the clock
. eternity can wait for ever
with your breath of fire fan this death mask white the room around the fading shadow of a lifetime
let the needle kiss my vein and give me all I ask. where is my heart-beat been and gone , oh mother
please don't let the dealer's heart grow hard if I can't pray life was just a port of call - a paranoiac pastime
hail the prince of doom and darkness - help me on my way where's the joke in being me al all to face
. the grave now
down to your world go I .
into your flames I fly. Burning Ships
Peter Hesslein / Dieter Horns / John Lawton
words : John Lawton
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to think that I once called you friend
the changes that you put me through
and now it seems a change of plan
is all that I could do for you
though your thoughts are on the ebbing tide
and you'll whisper at another strangers side
remember I'm the one who brought you your lady
leave your burning ships to die
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maybe you'll wonder in your time
and see the flame of mighty land
the treasures of a thousand kings
lay buried in the drifting sand
but you will go on your way
out of sight with nothing to say
remember I'm the one who brought you your lady
leave your burning ships to die

 

 

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