On Down The Road (lyrics: Glenn Shorrock, music: Raymond Vincent)

If you see me walkiní
Please donít keep me talkiní
I ainít got no time to spare
I got to keep on moviní
I ainít disapproviní
I just canít stay on here
I must go on down the road, on down the road

Took my time decidiní
Now thereís just no hiding
Travellingís what I must do
So donít try to hold me
All those lies you told me
Didnít expect that of you
I must go on down the road, on down the road

Ainít no use calliní me, I ainít listeniní
All I hear is the murmur of the wind
Telliní me of a place where all is glistening
Telliní me about the sun

If you see me walkiní
Please donít keep me talkiní
I ainít got no time to spare
I got to keep on moviní
I ainít disapproviní
I just canít stay on here
I must go on down the road, on down the road

Youíll be sorry again if leave me
All youíll ever want is here
It ainít no fun on your own
Please believe in me
You will soon be cominí home

I ainít cominí home, no no
All I wanna see is the sun
No no no no no no no
On down the road, on  down the road
On down the road, on  down the road

Never Again (lyrics: Bruno Libert, music: Raymond Vincent)

Let me care
Will I see your eyes
Never again
Will I see the sky
Iím seekiní there
Youíll see me in another world
Just before me with towers of gold
Lost in the sea a castle so old
Diamond strewed path is there to show me the way
I follow it and I open the door to the
Kingdom on the sea
And then I hear there a giant symphony
Playiní by the mermaids of the sea
That magic sound bottomly
Great silent world Iím falliní to the deep

Never again
Will I see your eyes
No, never again will I see the sky
And the silence is me
Iím stayiní here
Donít you know there is where I belong
In another world, such a beautiful world
The kingdom of the sea
Iíll never leave my giant symphony
Live with the children of the sea
If I should live long enough within this dream
It all becomes real

No, no Iíll never, never, never, never
Gonna leave, live with the children of the sea
And if I should live long enough within this dream
It all becomes real
No, Iím never gonna leave

No, Iíll never, never, never, never
Gonna leave, live with the children of the sea
And if I should live long enough within this dream
It all becomes real
No, Iím never gonna leave

No, no Iíll never, never, never, never
Gonna leave, live with the children of the sea
And if I should live long enough within this dream
It all becomes real
No, Iím never gonna leave

Perhaps One Day (lyrics: Bruno Libert, music: Raymond Vincent)

Iíll never see the sky
Green and purple edelweiss
I donít know, I canít see the colour of your eyes
Everything that I hear shows me a world here in the night
Everything is just hostility

Perhaps one day Iíll find the light
In the windows of my life
Wonít be so dark, wonít be so sad
Black is the only thing I know
Iíd give up ten years of my life
To know the colour blue
I donít care if Iím dammed as long as I can see

And sometimes Iím afraid
And Iím imagining that the light donít exist
And all the world is dark
But I hope that one day Iíll see through to the sky
And Iíll know that it is the colour of your eyes

Perhaps one day Iíll find the light
In the windows of my life
Wonít be so dark, wonít be so sad
Black is the only thing I know
Iíd give up ten years of my life
To know the colour blue
I donít care if Iím dammed as long as I can see

Statue Of Liberty (lyrics and music: Glenn Shorrock)

Give me your hungry, give me your tired
Give me your homeless, give me your wanderers
Give me your hungry, give me your tired
Give me your homeless, give me your wanderers
Give me your hungry, give me your tired
Give me your homeless, give me your wanderers

Statue of liberty standiní in the harbour
This is America, we try a little harder
Ah, this is America
Oh, but now itís tumbliní, fakiní, quakiní, shakiní
Trembliní on itís own foundations
Thereís been so many warnings
Too late, the old ladyís falliní
Only thing to do is get out of the way
Anything could happen in the USA
Ainít no use anymore in tryiní harder
Statue of liberty sinkiní in the harbour
Whoís that standiní, everyone will follow
We got our values built on the dollar
Oh, statue of liberty standing in the harbour
This is America, gonna try a little harder
Oh, this is America

Oh, but now itís tumbliní, fakiní, quakiní, shakiní
Trembliní on itís own foundations
Thereís been so many warnings
Too late, the old ladyís falliní
Only thing to do is get out of the way
Anything could happen in the USA
Ainít no use anymore in tryiní harder
Statue of liberty sinkiní in the harbour
Whoís that standiní, everyone will follow
We got our values built on the dollar
Oh, statue of liberty standing in the harbour
This is America, gonna try a little harder

There it goes, watch it fall
Give me your hungry, give me your tired
Give me your homeless, give me your wanderers
Give me your hungry, give me your tired
Give me your homeless, give me your wanderers
Give me your hungry, give me your tired
Give me your homeless, give me your wanderers
Give me your hungry, give me your tired
Give me your homeless, give me your wanderers

Gypsy (lyrics and music: Brian Holloway)

Sitting on a rusty bathtub
Neon fire light shining in his eyes
In his hands a plastic flower
The race is run to see who wins the prize
The caravan is on the plain
No time to say, no time to sing
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la

Magdelania, wonít you come to my side
Workiní hard no more, thatís the time I must hide
When he sees the changing laugh
He knows it is the winter of his time
Summer came and went so fast
Autumn spun itís web and made us fly
The caravan is on the plain
No time to say, no time to sing
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la

Magdelania, wonít you come to my side
Workiní hard no more, nowís the time I must hide

City (lyrics: Glenn Shorrock, music: Raymond Vincent)

I canít stand my dirt, canít stand the noise
Canít stand the pain of liviní in the city
Itís much too big, too big and wide
My roomís too small, the people are much too pretty
Canít stand the pain, it shows in my face
Just tryiní to live becominí such a hassle
I gotta go, I need a change
This evil place has finally won the battle

Get out, get out
I canít stand my dirt, canít stand the noise
Canít stand the pain of liviní in the city
Itís much too big, too big and wide
My roomís too small, the people are much too pretty
Canít stand the pain, it shows in my face
Just tryiní to live becominí such a hassle
I gotta go, I need a change
This evil place has finally won the battle

So while the giantís asleep into the night I will creep
Get out, get out, split
Ainít no fun liviní in the city
I gotta get out, back to the country
Ainít no fun liviní in the city

Roses (lyrics: Bruno Libert, music: Raymond Vincent)

Weíre now in a world of terror
Everywhere the stones are cryiní
But I open the black roses
The petals are about to meet
I see thereís blood inside

Looking at you, the image shines
Horror,
Ah, feelings that wonít change
Ah, itís taking you
Donít be afraid

Weíre now in a world of terror
Everywhere the stones are cryiní
But I open the black roses
The petals are about to meet
I see thereís blood inside

Donít you know the rose is gonna catch fire
Donít you know the rose is gonna catch fire
Donít you know the rose is gonna catch fire
Donít you know the rose is gonna catch fire

Move Away (lyrics: Glenn Shorrock, music: Raymond Vincent)

Nothing moved today
Watch my thoughts as they just curl away
Nothing much to say
Think Iíll just move away

I see itís raining like it did yesterday
It took a while to light the fire
Then it started burning, now itís bright and warm
Guess Iíll have to move away, move away

Nothing moved today
Watch my thoughts as they just curl away
Nothing much to say
Think Iíll just move away

Boy, the bread smells good when she makes it in that way
Watching her behind my eyes
Thereís a glow beginniní somewhere in the dark
I guess Iíll have to move away
I guess Iíll have to move away
I guess Iíll have to move away
I guess Iíll have to move
Come carry me far away, as far as you can

Getting Along (lyrics and music: Joy Yates)

Time to get along.
Don't you look back..don't you look back
it's time to move on..........time to move on
better get back .....better get back is
time to be
getting along
Forget about yesterday's broken promises
try to realize what went down
and leave it behind
forget about everyday social crisis
get out of town and put it out...put it out of your mind
don't you see that the man out there
he's gonna stay where he's at
and that is just a fact
He don't..he don't care about you
oh that man
he's gonna stay with just that.
Nothing you can do about that

Forget about yesterday's broken promises
try to realize what went down
and leave it behind
forget about everyday social crisis
get out of town and put it out ..put it out of your mind
don't you see that the man out there
he's gonna stay where he's at
and that is just a fact
He don't...he don't care about you
oh that man
he's gonna stay with just that
Nothing you can do about that
Getting along.

Waiting Till The Day I Die (lyrics and music: Timothy Kraemer - Brian Holloway)

I donít know which way to turn my head
Thatís for you to decide
I donít think that I can make my bed
Get up, make your bed
I canít get up, Iím going down
The records playing and Iím going round and round
Going down
Waiting till the day I die 

Canít decide if I should turn a new leaf
Thatís you turning inside
Find that sleeping there is sweet relief
Wake up, you sleepy head
The room is cold, and Iím all alone
The curtainís drawn
And the night is coming to a close
The sun is rising
But it never seems to shine no more 

Weíre not eating, weíre not sleeping
Waiting till the day that I die
Weíre not eating, weíre not sleeping
Waiting till the day that I die
Weíre not eating, weíre not sleeping
Waiting till the day that I die
Weíre not eating, weíre not sleeping
Waiting till the day that I die

Youíre going down down down youíre going
(Repeat 7x)
Going down
Going down
Going down 

Canít decide if you should turn a new leaf
Thatís for me to decide
You maybe thinking Ďbout the life you lead
Get up, Iíve made my bedÖ
and I canít get up, Iím going down
The records playing and Iím going round and round
Going down
Waiting till the day I die

Emma (lyrics and music: Glenn Shorrock)

Oh pretty Emma you sweet pretender,
why don't you stay around.
what's your dilemma won't you please tell me Emma,
I don't wanna lay you down,
sometimes it's hard to bend,
turn around you better start all over again.

Don't get excited you'll be invited,
wait for the wheel to turn,
don't be impatient you'll get liberated,
everybody's got to learn,
you have got to make a contribution,
then you can start to draw your own conclusion.
(Please tell me Emma)
(Please tell me Emma)
(Please tell me Emma)
(Please tell me Emma)

Emma - you'd better start relating.

Oh pretty Emma you sweet pretender,
why don't you stay around,
what's your dilemma won't you please tell me Emma,
I don't wanna lay you down,
sometimes it's hard to bend,
turn around you'd better start all over again.
(Please tell me Emma)
(Please tell me Emma)
(Please tell me Emma)
(Please tell me Emma)

Emma, I'm still waiting.

 

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