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Chicks that know how to work them hams. Good geetar too.
Hey there Hazy, here's some Trilok:
I saw this tour back in the long ago.....
That guy is a monster. John Mclauglin ain't no slouch either. Kai Eckhardt kicks arse too...
I saw this tour back in the long ago.....
That guy is a monster. John Mclauglin ain't no slouch either. Kai Eckhardt kicks arse too...
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M- Pop Muzic
M- Pop Muzic
The StangeLoves- I want Candy
Bow Wow Wow- I Want Candy
Devo- Whip it
Safety Dance- Men Without Hats
Kajagoogoo- Too Shy
Roxette- The Look
The Hooters- And We Danced
Modern English- I Melt With You
Been on an Ozzy kick lately.
Meant to Be...Bebe Rexha
Peter is kind of an underrated badass...
Looking out the window
I see the red dust clear
High up on the red rock
Stands the shadow with the spear
The land here is strong
Strong beneath my feet
It feeds on the blood
It feeds on the heat
The rhythm is below me
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm is around me
The rhythm has control
The rhythm is inside me
The rhythm has my soul
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
[Repeat x2]
Drawn across the plainland
To the place that is higher
Drawn into the circle
That dances round the fire
We spit into out hands
And breathe across the palms
Raising them up high
Held open to the sun
Self-conscious, uncertain
I'm showered with the dust
The spirit enters into me
And I submit to trust
Smash the radio
No outside voices here
Smash the watch
Cannot tear the day to shreds
Smash the camera
Cannot steal away spirits
The rhythm is around me
The rhythm has control
The rhythm is inside me
The rhythm has my soul
Songwriters: PETER GABRIEL
Looking out the window
I see the red dust clear
High up on the red rock
Stands the shadow with the spear
The land here is strong
Strong beneath my feet
It feeds on the blood
It feeds on the heat
The rhythm is below me
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm is around me
The rhythm has control
The rhythm is inside me
The rhythm has my soul
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
[Repeat x2]
Drawn across the plainland
To the place that is higher
Drawn into the circle
That dances round the fire
We spit into out hands
And breathe across the palms
Raising them up high
Held open to the sun
Self-conscious, uncertain
I'm showered with the dust
The spirit enters into me
And I submit to trust
Smash the radio
No outside voices here
Smash the watch
Cannot tear the day to shreds
Smash the camera
Cannot steal away spirits
The rhythm is around me
The rhythm has control
The rhythm is inside me
The rhythm has my soul
Songwriters: PETER GABRIEL
Thick cloud, steam rising, hissing stone on sweat lodge fire
Around me, buffalo roam, sage in bundle, rub on skin
Outside, cold air, stand, wait for rising sun
Red paint, eagle feathers, coyote calling, it has begun
Something moving in, I taste it in my mouth and in my heart
It feels like dying, slow, letting go of life
Medicine man lead me up through town, Indian ground, so far down
Cut up land, each house, a pool, kids wearing water wings, drink in cool
Follow dry river bed, watch Scout and Guides make pow-wow signs
Past Geronimo's disco, Sit 'n' Bull steakhouse, white men dream
A rattle in the old man's sack, look at mountain top, keep climbing up
Way above us the desert snow, white wind blow
I hold the line, the line of strength that pulls me through the fear
San Jacinto, I hold the line
San Jacinto, the poison bite and darkness take my sight, I hold the line
And the tears roll down my swollen cheek, think I'm losing it, getting weaker
I hold the line, I hold the line
San Jacinto, yellow eagle flies down from the sun, from the sun
We will walk, on the land
We will breathe, of the air
We will drink, from the stream
We will live, hold the line
Hold the line
Hold the line
We will live, hold the line
Hold the line
Hold the line
Songwriters: PETER GABRIEL
Suffocated by mirrors, stained by dreams
Her honey belly pulls the seams
Curves are still upon the hinge
Pale zeros tinge the tiger skin
Moist as grass, ripe and heavy as the night
The sponge is full, well out of sight
All around the conversations
Icing on the warm flesh cake
Light creeps through her secret tunnels
Sucked into the open spaces
Burning out in sudden flashes
Draining blood from well-fed faces
Desires form in subtle whispers
Flex the muscles in denial
Up and down its pristine cage
So the music, so the trial
Vows of sacrifice, headless chickens
Dance in circles, they the blessed
Man and wife, undressed by all
Their grafted trunks in heat possessed
Even as the soft skins tingle
They mingle with the homeless mother
Who loves the day but lives another
That once was hers
The worried father, long lost lover
Brushes ashes with his broom
Rehearses jokes to fly and hover
Bursting over the bride and groom
And the talk goes on
Memories crash on tireless waves
The lifeguards whom the winter saves
Silence falls the guillotine
All the doors are shut
Nervous hands grip tight the knife
In the darkness, till the cake is cut
Passed around, in little pieces
The body and the flesh
The family and the fishing-net
And another in the mesh
The body and the flesh
Songwriters: PETER GABRIEL
No time to stop, keep on movin'
The whole world is to see
No time to think of things that I am missing
Wherever I go
Black cloud's following me
Each and every town
I'm father's last relation
Doing what I can just to eat
Never 'wanna settle down
I ain't got the patience
Wherever I go
Black cloud's following me
I'm a citizen of no where
The sky's above my head
I wonder where the grass grows
Looking through the sunshine
'Til my judgement day, my judgement day
Wherever I go
Black cloud's following me, yeah
Oh, it's following me around
Don't leave me be
No time to think of the things that I am missing
I've got to keep on moving along, babe
You know I can't settle down, or I'd be dead
Come, come, come here
No time to stop, keep on movin'
'Cause all the world is to see
No time to think
The thing that I am missing
Wherever I go
The black cloud's following me
I'm a citizen of nowhere
The sky's above my head
I wonder where the grass grows
Looking through the sunshine
'Til my judgement day, my judgement day
Wherever I go
Black cloud's following me
You know it's following, following, following me
Never let me go
Keep on moving
We have got to make it
We are going to take it, yeah
We are going to take it I am not 'gonna make it
Never talk to a rich man, yeah
Death Walks Behind You,
Death Walks Behind You,
Death Walks Behind You,
Death Walks Behind You.
Lock The Door,Switch The Light.
You'll Be So Afraid Tonight.
Hide Away From The Bad,
Count The Nine Lives That You Had.
Start To Scream,Shout For Help,
There Is No One By Your Side.
To Forget What Is Done,
Seems So Hard To Carry On.
Luck Is False,That It's Near,
Bring Yourself To Understand,
It's Your Fate,Or What's Cast,
Point a Finger At Yourself.
(Death Walks Behind You,)
(Death Walks Behind You.)
Death Walks Behind You,
Death Walks Behind You,
Death Walks Behind You,
Death Walks Behind You.
(Death Walks Behind You,)
(Death Walks Behind You.)
Death Walks Behind You,
Death Walks Behind You,
Lock Your Door,Switch The Light,
You'll Be so Afraid Tonight.
Hide Away From The Bad,
Count The Nine Lives That You Had.
Start To Scream,Shout For Help,
There Is No One By Your Side.
To Forget What Is Done,
Seems So Hard To Carry On.
(Death Walks Behind You.)
Seems So Hard To Carry On.
(Death Walks Behind You.)
Carry On.
(Death Walks Behind You.)
Death Walks Behind You.
Death Walks Behind You.
Death Walks Behind You.
Death Walks Behind You.
ATOMIC ROOSTER
It ain't beer-drankin tunes....
When I wake up in your bed,
I can still hear what you said.
Like a bad dream I can't fight,
Tomorrow Night.
Am I lying here next to you?
Am I thinking I need to
Really love you? Do it right,
Tomorrow Night.
Time goes so slow when you're gone.
Days turn to years, it seems so long.
If you still feel like today,
If tomorrow's the same way,
Then I know it'll be right,
Tomorrrow Night.
Can't you trust me to see it through?
Can't you wait 'till I see you?
When you're working, you're uptight,
Tomorrow Night.
Time goes so slow when you're gone.
Days turn to years, it seems so long.
When I wake up in your bed,
I can still hear what you said.
Like a bad dream I can't fight,
Tomorrow Night.
Am I lying here next to you?
Am I thinking I need to
Really love you? Do it right,
Tomorrow Night.
Songwriters: VINCENT CRANE
I can still hear what you said.
Like a bad dream I can't fight,
Tomorrow Night.
Am I lying here next to you?
Am I thinking I need to
Really love you? Do it right,
Tomorrow Night.
Time goes so slow when you're gone.
Days turn to years, it seems so long.
If you still feel like today,
If tomorrow's the same way,
Then I know it'll be right,
Tomorrrow Night.
Can't you trust me to see it through?
Can't you wait 'till I see you?
When you're working, you're uptight,
Tomorrow Night.
Time goes so slow when you're gone.
Days turn to years, it seems so long.
When I wake up in your bed,
I can still hear what you said.
Like a bad dream I can't fight,
Tomorrow Night.
Am I lying here next to you?
Am I thinking I need to
Really love you? Do it right,
Tomorrow Night.
Songwriters: VINCENT CRANE
Seven lonely streets, walking all alone
Never needing no one, always on my own
Since I left the world to live my own way
People I don't see, no one's in my day.
In my sleep I hear but my eyes can't see
Photos of my past, of my life to be
Ear faced to the wind to see all I can hear
The days would be so long, seven streets I fear.
Seven lonely streets, I'm walking all on my own
Seven days I weep oh all alone, so all alone
Seven lonely streets, on my own.
Seven lonely streets, walking all alone
Never needing no one, always on my own
Since I left the world to live my own way
People I don't see, no one's in my day.
Seven lonely streets, I'm walking all alone
Seven days I plead, oh all on my own.
Take it from the hand that feeds you well
Not giving any more
You've been lost but I don't really care
I'm closing up my door
Had a chance you let it drift away
You threw it in my face
Give it all I can, there's nothing left
But what I'm left to waste, what I'm left to waste.
Can't take no more, can't take no more
Get yourself another fool.
One who's gonna treat you well
Tell you I can't take no more
You've taken all I had to give.
Take, take, take
Take, take, take.
You're the one who laughed, though how I know
It makes no difference now
Used to take it all, just come and see
Decision by the hour
Such a shame it had to end this way
I used to really care
Feelings that I had for you have died
I just can't take no more, I just can't take no more.
Can't take no more, can't take no more
Snatch it from the hand that gives
Made with someone half the time
No good looking down on me
I really just don't give a damn.
Take, take, take
Take, take, take.
Can't take no more
Can't take no more
Can't take no more
Can't take no more …
Writer(s): John Cann
My Whole World Is Falling Down.
My Whole World Is Fallen Down.
Couldn't See, You're Only Me,
Nobody Else To Blame.
My Whole World Is Gone Away.
My Whole World Is So Alone.
My Whole World Is So Alone.
Couldn't See, You're Only Me,
Nobody Else To Blame.
My Whole World Is Gone Away.
My Whole World Is Falling Down.
My Whole World Is Fallen Down.
Couldn't See, You're Only Me.
Nobody Else To Blame.
My Whole World Is Gone Away.
Gone Away, Gone Away, Gone Away.
Songwriters: JOHN VAN KATWICK, MARC SCHIMSCHEIMER
Huh?
"Tarkus"
[I. Eruption]
[instrumental]
[II. Stones of Years]
Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?
Have the days made you so unwise?
Realize, you are.
Had you talked to the winds of time,
Then you'd know how the waters rhyme,
Taste of wine,
How can you know where you've been?
In time you'll see the sign
And realize your sin.
Will you know how the seed is sown?
All your time has been overgrown,
Never known.
Have you walked on the stones of years?
When you speak, is it you that hears?
Are your ears full?
You can't hear anything at all.
[III. Iconoclast]
[instrumental]
[IV. Mass]
The preacher said a prayer.
Save every single hair on his head.
He's dead.
The minister of hate had just arrived too late to be spared.
Who cared?
The weaver in the web that he made!
The pilgrim wandered in,
Commiting every sin that he could
So good...
The cardinal of grief was set in his belief he'd saved
From the grave
The weaver in the web that he made!
The high priest took a blade
To bless the ones that prayed,
And all obeyed.
The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time,
A sign.
The weaver in the web that he made!
A bishops rings a bell,
A cloak of darkness fell across the ground
Without a sound!
The silent choir sing and in their silence,
Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground.
The weaver in the web that he made!
[V. Manticore]
[instrumental]
[VI. The Battlefield]
Clear the battlefield and let me see
All the profit from our victory.
You talk of freedom, starving children fall.
Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?
Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?
Did you stand beside the spectral torch?
Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face,
Scattered on the ashes of disgrace.
Every blade is sharp; the arrows fly
Where the victims of your armies lie,
Where the blades of brass and arrows reign
Then there will be no sorrow,
Be no pain.
[VII. Aquatarkus]
[instrumental]
And did those feet in ancient time,
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy lamb of god
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the countenance divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark satanic mills?
Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear, oh clouds unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Til we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land
Songwriters: PHIL KEAGGY, WILLIAM BLAKE, CHARLES HUBERT PARRY
Do you want to be a star
Do you want to play some magic on my guitar?
Do you want to be a poet
Do you want to be my string?
You could be anything
Do you want to be the lover of another, undercover?
You could even be the man on the moon
Do you want to be the player
Do you want to be the string?
Let me tell you something
It just don`t mean a thing
You see, it really doesn't matter
When you`re buried in disguise
By the dark glass on your eyes
Though your flesh has crystallized
Still you turn me on
Still you turn me on
Hmm, you turn me on
Do you want to be the pillow where I lay my head
Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed?
Do you want to be a color cover magazine
Create a scene
Every day a little sadder
A little madder?
Someone get me a ladder
Do you want to be the singer
Do you want to be the song?
Let me tell you something
You just couldn't be more wrong
You see, I really have to tell you
That it all gets so intense
From my experience
It just doesn't seem to make sense
Still you turn me on
Hmm, you turn me on, oh yeah
Hmm, you turn me on
Songwriters: GREG LAKE
ALL of it:
"Karn Evil 9"
[Karn Evil 9 1st Impression Part 1]
Cold and misty morning, I heard a warning borne in the air
About an age of power where no one had an hour to spare,
Where the seeds have withered, silent children shivered, in the cold
Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold.
I'll be there
I'll be there
I will be there.
Suffering in silence, they've all been betrayed.
They hurt them and they beat them, in a terrible way.
Praying for survival at the end of the day.
There is no compassion for those who stay.
I'll be there
I'll be there
I will be there
There must be someone who can set them free:
To take their sorrow from this odyssey
To help the helpless and the refugee
To protect what's left of humanity.
Can't you see
Can't you see
Can't you see
I'll be there
I'll be there
I will be there;
To heal their sorrow
To beg and borrow
Fight tomorrow.
---
Step inside! Hello! We've a most amazing show
You'll enjoy it all we know
Step inside! Step inside!
We've got thrills and shocks, supersonic fighting cocks.
Leave your hammers at the box
Come inside! Come inside!
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!
Left behind the bars, rows of Bishops' heads in jars
And a bomb inside a car
Spectacular! Spectacular!
If you follow me there's a speciality
Some tears for you to see
Misery, misery,
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!
Next upon the bill in our House of Vaudeville
We've a stripper in a till
What a thrill! What a thrill!
And not content with that,
With our hands behind our backs,
We pull Jesus from a hat,
Get into that! Get into that!
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!
[Karn Evil 9 1st Impression Part 2]
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends
We're so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside
There behind a glass stands a real blade of grass
Be careful as you pass, move along, move along
Come inside, the show's about to start
Guaranteed to blow your head apart
Rest assured you'll get your money's worth
Greatest show in Heaven, Hell or Earth
You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo
You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll, oh
Right before your eyes we pull laughter from the skies
And he laughs until he cries, then he dies, then he dies
Come inside, the show's about to start
Guaranteed to blow your head apart
You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo
You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll, oh
Soon the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of vaseline
Will perform on guillotine, what a scene, what a scene
Next upon the stand will you please extend a hand
To Alexander's Ragtime Band, Dixieland, Dixieland
Roll up, roll up, roll up
See the show
Performing on a stool we've a sight to make you drool
Seven virgins and a mule, keep it cool, keep it cool
We would like it to be known the exhibits that were shown
Were exclusively our own, all our own, all our own
Come and see the show, come and see the show
Come and see the show
See the show
[Karn Evil 9 2nd Impression]
[instrumental]
[Karn Evil 9 3rd Impression]
Man alone, born of stone,
Will stamp the dust of time
His hands strike the flame of his soul;
Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the Universe
Until the winds of laughter blows cold.
Fear that rattles in men's ears
And rears its hideous head
Dread... Death... in the wind...
Man of steel pray and kneel
With fever's blazing torch
Thrust in the face of the night;
Draws a blade of compassion
Kissed by countless Kings
Whose jewelled trumpet words blind his sight.
Walls that no man thought would fall
The altars of the just
Crushed... Dust... in the wind...
No man yields who flies in my ship
Danger!
Let the bridge computer speak
Stranger!
Load your program. I am yourself.
No computer stands in my way
Only blood can cancel my pain
Guardians of a nuclear dawn
Let the maps of war be drawn.
Rejoice! Glory is ours!
Our young men have not died in vain,
Their graves need no flowers
The tapes have recorded their names.
I am all there is
Negative! Primitive! Limited! I let you live!
But I gave you life
What else could you do?
To do what was right
I'm perfect! Are you?
"Karn Evil 9"
[Karn Evil 9 1st Impression Part 1]
Cold and misty morning, I heard a warning borne in the air
About an age of power where no one had an hour to spare,
Where the seeds have withered, silent children shivered, in the cold
Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold.
I'll be there
I'll be there
I will be there.
Suffering in silence, they've all been betrayed.
They hurt them and they beat them, in a terrible way.
Praying for survival at the end of the day.
There is no compassion for those who stay.
I'll be there
I'll be there
I will be there
There must be someone who can set them free:
To take their sorrow from this odyssey
To help the helpless and the refugee
To protect what's left of humanity.
Can't you see
Can't you see
Can't you see
I'll be there
I'll be there
I will be there;
To heal their sorrow
To beg and borrow
Fight tomorrow.
---
Step inside! Hello! We've a most amazing show
You'll enjoy it all we know
Step inside! Step inside!
We've got thrills and shocks, supersonic fighting cocks.
Leave your hammers at the box
Come inside! Come inside!
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!
Left behind the bars, rows of Bishops' heads in jars
And a bomb inside a car
Spectacular! Spectacular!
If you follow me there's a speciality
Some tears for you to see
Misery, misery,
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!
Next upon the bill in our House of Vaudeville
We've a stripper in a till
What a thrill! What a thrill!
And not content with that,
With our hands behind our backs,
We pull Jesus from a hat,
Get into that! Get into that!
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!
[Karn Evil 9 1st Impression Part 2]
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends
We're so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside
There behind a glass stands a real blade of grass
Be careful as you pass, move along, move along
Come inside, the show's about to start
Guaranteed to blow your head apart
Rest assured you'll get your money's worth
Greatest show in Heaven, Hell or Earth
You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo
You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll, oh
Right before your eyes we pull laughter from the skies
And he laughs until he cries, then he dies, then he dies
Come inside, the show's about to start
Guaranteed to blow your head apart
You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo
You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll, oh
Soon the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of vaseline
Will perform on guillotine, what a scene, what a scene
Next upon the stand will you please extend a hand
To Alexander's Ragtime Band, Dixieland, Dixieland
Roll up, roll up, roll up
See the show
Performing on a stool we've a sight to make you drool
Seven virgins and a mule, keep it cool, keep it cool
We would like it to be known the exhibits that were shown
Were exclusively our own, all our own, all our own
Come and see the show, come and see the show
Come and see the show
See the show
[Karn Evil 9 2nd Impression]
[instrumental]
[Karn Evil 9 3rd Impression]
Man alone, born of stone,
Will stamp the dust of time
His hands strike the flame of his soul;
Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the Universe
Until the winds of laughter blows cold.
Fear that rattles in men's ears
And rears its hideous head
Dread... Death... in the wind...
Man of steel pray and kneel
With fever's blazing torch
Thrust in the face of the night;
Draws a blade of compassion
Kissed by countless Kings
Whose jewelled trumpet words blind his sight.
Walls that no man thought would fall
The altars of the just
Crushed... Dust... in the wind...
No man yields who flies in my ship
Danger!
Let the bridge computer speak
Stranger!
Load your program. I am yourself.
No computer stands in my way
Only blood can cancel my pain
Guardians of a nuclear dawn
Let the maps of war be drawn.
Rejoice! Glory is ours!
Our young men have not died in vain,
Their graves need no flowers
The tapes have recorded their names.
I am all there is
Negative! Primitive! Limited! I let you live!
But I gave you life
What else could you do?
To do what was right
I'm perfect! Are you?