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 |
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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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