I am the son
and the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
I am the son
and the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and the heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
There's a club, if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home
And you cry
And you want to die
When you say it's gonna happen now,
Well, when exactly do you mean?
See I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone
I am Human And I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
Well, I'm standing next to a mountain,
chop it down with the edge of my hand.
Well, I'm standing next to a mountain,
chop it down with the edge of my hand.
Pick up all the pieces, make an island,
might even raise a little sand.
'Cause I'm a voodoo chile,
Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile
I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time,
Give it right back to you one of these days.
I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time,
Give it right back to you the rest of my days.
I won't see you again in this world,
see you in the next one.
Don't be late, don't be late.
'Cause I'm a voodoo chile yeah,
Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile.
I'm going up the country, baby, don't you wanna go
I'm going up the country, baby, don't you wanna go
I'm going to some place where I've never been before
I'm going, I'm going where the water tastes like wine
I'm going where the water tastes like wine
We can jump in the water, stay drunk all the time
I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away
I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away
All this fussing and fighting, man, you know I sure can't stay
Now, Baby, pack your leaving trunk, you know we got to leave today
Just exactly where we going I can not say
But we might even leave the U.S.A.
'Cause it's a brand new game, and I want to play
No use of you running or screaming and crying
'Cause you got a home as long as I've got mine
Girl girl girl
You gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
Ooh ooh ooh
I feel my temperature rising
Help me I'm flaming
I must be a hundred and nine
Burning burning burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine
Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love
It's coming closer
The flames are reaching my body
Please won't you help me
I feel like I'm slipping away
It's hard to breath
And my chest is a-heating
Lord Almighty,
I'm burning a hole where I lay
Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning love
Ah, ah, burning love
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Can I go home with you?
Won't you let me go home with you,
So I can hug, hug, squeeze, squeeze?
If you let me I can tease you baby.
Hey, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey hey. Hey, yeah.
Let's dance, little schoolgirl.
Let's dance, little schoolgirl.
Won't you let me take you to the hop, hop,
Have a party at the soda shop,
So we can do the twist, do the stroll
To the music of the rock 'n' roll.
Hey, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey hey. Hey, yeah.
(First Verse)
Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Can I go home with you?
Won't you let me go home with you?
Tell your mama and your papa that I love you.
Tell your sisters and your brother that I love you.
Hey, hey hey hey. Hey, hey hey hey.
Hey, hey hey hey. Hey, hey hey hey.
Any resemblance to the original 'Smashing Pumpkins' song is purely coincidental. Conceived in 2004 with a 'sick' country-style acoustic melding to an electric reverb, cut with tragic 70's keyboard tones, duff-bass, a penetrating slow-hand drum beat with phasers for brushes and layered punk-metal brightness. All that's missing is a Tea-chest Bass with the sound of sneakers on blue metal and newspapers blowing-by in the underpass... { Tags : Smashing, Pumpkins, 1979 }
Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time
On a live wire right up off the street
You and I should meet
June bug skipping like a stone
With the headlights pointed at the dawn
We were sure we'd never see an end to it all
And I don't even care to shake these zipper blues
And we don't know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
Double cross the vacant and the bored
They're not sure just what we have in the store
Morphine city slippin' dues, down to see that
We don't even care, as restless as we are
We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts
And poured cement, lamented and assured
To the lights and towns below
Faster than the speed of sound
Faster than we thought we'd go, beneath the sound of hope
Justine never knew the rules
Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls
No apologies ever need be made
I know you better than you fake it, to see
And we don't even care to shake these zipper blues
And we don't know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
The street heats the urgency of sound
As you can see there's no one around
No matter how hard you try, you can't stop us now
No matter how hard you try, you can't stop us now
We're the renegades of this time and age
It's the time and age of renegades
We're the renegades of this time and age
It's the time and age of renegades
Since the Prehistoric ages and the days of ancient Greece
Right down through the Middle Ages
Planet earth kept going through changes
And then the renaissance came, the times continued to change
Nothing stayed the same, but there were always renegades
Like Chief Sitting Bull, Tom Paine
Dr. Martin Luther King, Malcolm X
They were renegades of their time and age
The mighty Renegades
We're the renegades of funk
(funk!funk!funk!)
We're the renegades of funk
(funk!funk!funk!)
We're the renegades of funk
(funk!funk!funk!)
We're the renegades of funk
(funk!funk!funk!)
From a different solar system many many galaxies away
We are the force of another creation
A new musical revelation
And we're on this musical mission to help the others listen
And groove from land to land singin' electronic chants like
Zulu nation
Revelations
Destroy all nations(x6)
Now renegades are the people with their own philosophies
They change the course of history
Everyday people like you and me
We're the renegades we're the people
With our own philosophies
We change the course of history
Everyday people like you and me
C'mon!
We're the renegades of funk
(funk!funk!funk!)
We're the renegades of funk
(funk!funk!funk!)
We're the renegades of funk
(funk!funk!funk!)
We're the renegades of funk
(funk!funk!funk!)
We're poppin', shockin', rockin', put a side of hip-hop
Because where we're goin' there ain't no stop
Poppin', shockin', rockin', put' a side of hip-hop
Because where we're goin' there ain't no stop
We Poppin',and shockin',and rockin', and put a side of hip-hop!
'Cause we're poppin', shockin', rockin' put a side of hip-hop
Poppin', shockin', rockin', put a side of hip-hop!
We're the renegades of funk
(funk!funk!funk!)
We're the renegades of funk
(funk!funk!funk!)
We're the renegades of funk
(funk!funk!funk!)
We're the renegades of funk
(funk!funk!funk!)
We're teachers of the funk
And not of empty popping
We're blessed with the force and the sight of electronics
With the bass, and the treble the horns and our vocals
'Cause everytime I pop into the beat we get fresh!
There was a time when our music
Was something called a Big Street beat
People would gather from all around
To get down to the big sound
You had to be a renegade in those days
To take a man to the dance floor
Say jam sucka jam!(JAM SUCKA)
Say jam sucka jam!(JAM SUCKA)
Say groove sucka groove(GROOVE SUCKA)
Now groove sucka groove(GROOVE SUCKA)
Say dance sucka dance(DANCE SUCKA)
Say dance sucka dance(DANCE SUCKA)
Say move sucka move(MOVE SUCKA)
Now move sucka move(MOVE SUCKA)
(x2)
We're the renegades of funk (funk)
We're the renegades of funk (funk)
We're the renegades of funk (funk)
We're the renegades of funk (funk)
We're the renegades of funk (funk)
We're the renegades of funk (funk)
We're the renegades of funk (funk)
We're the renegades of funk (funk)
Tinarewin's Mali-inspired guitar riffs within this remixed version where the group's chant-like song is muted and developed into a Backing Track. { Tags : Chet, Boghassa, Mali, Toureg, Tinarewin }
All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are
Come on baby... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby take my hand... Don't fear the Reaper
We'll be able to fly... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby I'm your man...
Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity...
Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday... Like Romeo and
Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday... Redefine
happiness
Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like
they are
Come on baby... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby take my hand... Don't fear the Reaper
We'll be able to fly... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby I'm your man...
Love of two is one
Here but now they're gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear we couldn't go on
The door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew and then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared
Saying don't be afraid
Come on baby... And we had no fear
And we ran to him... Then we started to fly
We looked backward and said goodbye
We had become like they are
We had taken his hand
We had become like they are
You're an ordinary boy and
That's the way I like it...
On the train in the corner
With a mind-numbing headache
Went out last night
With only one life
Had to let you know
That you're beautiful
And you make me go...
And even if you're takin'
There's no moves I'm makin'
My legs are achin'
My eyes are sore
I haven't washed my jeans
In three months or more...
Stunning Page solo from enhanced LZ live recording from Sydney, NSW on February, 27th 1972. { Tags : Immigrant, Song, Led, Zepplin, Jimmy, Page, solo }
A-ah-ahh-ah, ah-ah-ahh-ah
We come from the land of the ice and snow
from the midnight sun where the hot springs flow
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new land
To fight the horde and sing and cry, Valhalla, I am coming
On we sweep with, with threshing oar
Our only goal will be the western shore
Ah-ah-ahh-ah, ah-ah-ahh-ah
We come from the land of the ice and snow
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow
How soft your fields, so green
can whisper tales of gore, of how we calmed the tides of war
We are your overlords
On we sweep with, with threshing oar
Our only goal will be the western shore
S-so now you better stop and rebuild all your ruins
for peace and trust can winthe day despite of all you're losin'
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ahh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Barbarism begins at... The distinctive ringing capo'ed chord riffs of Prof. Johnny Marr formerly of The Smiths, Electronic, The Healers and Modest Mouse. { Tags : Barbarism, Home, Morrisey, Johnny, Marr }
Unruly boys
Who will not grow up
Must be taken in hand
Unruly girls
Who will not settle down
They must be taken in hand
A crack on the head
Is what you get for not asking
And a crack on the head
Is what you get for asking
Unruly boys
Who will not grow up
Must be taken in hand
Unruly girls
Who will not settle down
They must be taken in hand
A crack on the head
Is what you get for not asking
And a crack on the head
Is what you get for asking
No ... a crack on the head
Is what you get for not asking
And a crack on the head
Is what you get for asking
A crack on the head
Is just what you get
WHY ? Because of who you are !
And a crack on the head
Is just what you get
Why ? Because of what you are !
A crack on the head
Because of :
Those things you said
Things you said
The things you did
Unruly boys
Who will not grow
Must be taken in hand
Unruly girls
Who will not grow
They must be taken in hand
Ah ... oh, no ... oh, no
Ah ... oh, no ... oh, no
No ... no, no, no
No ... no, no
We've been waiting
On the front line
Been Preparing our entire lives
For this day to arrive
And no doubt, this will be
Part of our history
We're making our move
And we're breaking out on the ground
Today the new age
We'll rise up
Stand our case
Throw it down
And after the rain
The only ones that still remain
Standing proud
Separated from the crowd
(How do We Know)
Turn on the light
(How do We Know)
I need to decide
(How do We Know)
Because we may not survive tonight
(How do We Know)
But I'll take my chance
(How do We Know)
Spare me the romance
(How do We Know)
And we'll give it all that we can
(How do We Know)
New infomation
Coming down the line
But as far as I can tell
It's just the blind leading the blind
I've seen frustration
Written in the eyes
All the disinfected race
Being a bought at a real bad time
Today the new age
We'll rise up
Stand our case
Throw it down
And after the rain
The only ones that still remain
Standing proud
Separated from the crowd
(How do We Know)
Turn on the light
(How do We Know)
I need to decide
(How do We Know)
Because we may not survive tonight
(How do We Know)
But I'll take my chance
(How do We Know)
Spare me the romance
(How do We Know)
And We'll give it all that we can
(How do We Know)
Today will be the last day
Tomorrow everything will change
(How do We Know)
Turn on the light
(How do We Know)
I need to decide
(How do We Know)
Because we may not survive tonight
(How do We Know)
But I'll take my chance
(How do We Know)
Spare me the romance
(How do We Know)
And We'll give it all that we can
(How do We Know)
Today will be the last day
Tomorrow everything will change
You keep saying you've got something for me.
something you call love, but confess.
You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin'
and now someone else is gettin' all your best.
These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin'
and you keep losin' when you oughta not bet.
You keep samin' when you oughta be changin'.
Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet.
These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin
and you keep thinkin' that you´ll never get burnt.
Ha! I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah
and what he know you ain't HAD time to learn.
Push your foot to the floor
Don't need no more
You've been peekin' all around
While they're messin' about
Better get your name, come on in
Gimme that thing and feed your war..
War Machine
Make a stand, show your hand
Call in the high command
Don't think, just obey
I'm like a bird of prey
So better get your name, come on in
Gimme that thing and feed your war..
War Machine
Better watch your back
'N cover your tracks
Kick your foot through the door
Hit the deck, know the score
They take you by surprise
And here's mud in your eye
This will be the day they shouldn't forget
Call of the wild, hungry for more
And feed your..
I said ....d-o-w-n the r-o-a-d ...came-a ... Junco Partner
Boy, he was loaded ....as can be
He was knocked out, knocked out loaded
He was a'wobblin' ...all over the street
Singing 6 months ...ain't no sentence
Yeah, and one year ....ain't no time
But got friends ...in Angola
Serving 14 to 99
Take it away!...
Down the road came a ...Junco Partner
Boy, he was loaded ....as can be
He was knocked out, knocked out loaded
He was a'wobblin' ...all over the street
Well, when I had me a great deal of money
Yeah, I had mighty good things ...all over town
Now I ain't got no more money
All of my good friends they're ...putting me down
Down the road came a ...Junco Partner
Boy, he was loaded (Screams) uh-as ...can be
He was knocked out, knocked out out clean
He was a'wobblin' ...all over the street
Now please give me whisky, 'cause I'm getting thirsty
Pour me out a good beer, when I'm dry
JB' 45 speakers ...(I mean) records, ...with me babe'
We gotta a sound system ...way up in the sky.
So now I gotta pawn my ...ratchet and pistol
Yeah I'm gonna pawn my ...watch and chain
I would have pawned my sweet babe'
But the smart girl ...she wouldn't sign her name
Scotty, do it in style!...
Down the road came a ...Junco Partner
Boy, he was loaded ....as can be
He was knocked out, knocked out loaded
He was a'wobblin' ...all over the street
"Thank you Ladies & Gentlemen. ...Welcome to the Brixton Academy!"
A chorused accompaniment to Mr Bonamssa's 'Driving Through The Daylight'. Bass, 12-String, Tenor Uke and RIC-360 adding some depth. { Tags : Driving, Through, The, Daylight, Bonamassa, Rikigo }
Verse 1:
Look upon a - mountain. 'Waitin' on a train.
Baby I know what's wrong and it's still happening.
Waiting on my destiny, learning from my abilities.
Who was wrong and who was right?
And do we even know why we are fighting?
So take your eyes off of me and look upon the churning sea.
Chorus 1:
Driving towards the daylight, running from the midnight.
Trying to get my way home. Running from the spotlight.
Trying to find the daylight, trying to get back home.
Verse 2:
Rusty strings on my old guitar, speaks volumes of who you are.
So never did I think it was you. It was me, one of the chosen few.
Who will it be, oh the next time? Hopefully one with more sense of mind.
So where did you go? Always will see, it's a story of you and me.
Chorus 2:
Driving towards the daylight, running from the midnight.
Trying to get my way home. Running from the spotlight.
Trying to find the daylight, trying to get back home.
Chorus 3:
Drivin' towards the daylight, running from the midnight.
Trying to get my way home. Running from the spotlight.
Trying to find the daylight, trying to get my way home.
Chorus 4:
Drivin' towards the daylight, running from that midnight.
Trying to get my way home. Running from the spotlight.
Trying to find the daylight, trying to get my way home.
Strolling along minding my own business
There goes a girl and a half
She's got me going up and down (x2)
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Well I got the notion girl that
You got some sun tan lotion
in that bottle of yours
Spread it all over my peeling skin baby
That feels real good
All this skirt
Lapping up the sun
Lap me up
(Why don't you come on and)
Lap me up
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
There goes another one
Just lying down on the sand dunes
Better go and take a swim
And see if I can cool down a little bit
'Cos you and me woman
We got a lotta things on our minds
(You know what I mean)
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Will you take a look over there?
Where?
There
Is she trying to get out of that clitoris
Liberation for women
That's what I preach
Preacher man
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Oh shit! There goes the charabang
Looks like I'm gonna be stuck here the whole summer
Well what a bummer
I can think of a lot worse places to be
Like down in the street
Or down in the sewer
Or even on the end of a skewer...
"The three women I admire most the Mother, Daughter and the Holy Ghost." Flavoured with Fender Stratocasers in Open G and Fender P-Bass. { Tags : Bitch, Rikigo, Stratocaster, Bass }
Feeling so tired, can't understand it
Just had a fortnight's sleep
I'm feeling so tired, Ow! so distracted
Ain't touched a thing all week
I'm feeling drunk, juiced up and sloppy
Ain't touched a drink all night
I'm feeling hungry, can't see the reason
Just ate a horse meat pie
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah when you lay me out
My heart is beating louder than a big bass drum, alright
Yeah, you got to mix it child
You got to fix it must be love
It's a bitch
You got to mix it child
You got to fix it but love
It's a bitch, alright
Sometimes I'm sexy, move like a stud
Kicking the stall all night
Sometimes I'm so shy, got to be worked on
Don't have no bark or bite, alright
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah when you lay me out
My heart is bumpin' louder than a big bass drum, alright
I said hey, yeah I feel alright now
Got to be a...
Hey, I feel alright now
Hey hey hey
Hey hey yeah...
Ooh, ooh
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet
Walk on by boy, walk on by
Make believe that you don't see the tears
Just let me grieve in private
Cause each time I see you
I break down and cry
Boy, walk on by
I just can't get over losing you
And so, if I seem broken and blue
Walk on by boy, walk on by
Foolish pride is all that have left
So let me hide the tears and the sadness
You gave me when you said goodbye
Boy, walk on by
Ooh, ooh yeah, make believe that you don't see the tears honey
Let me grieve in private
Cause each time I see you
I just break down and cry
Oh oh, just walk on by
Walk on, walk on
Ooh, ooh boy, walk on by
Load up on guns and bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored and self assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello, hello, how low? [x3]
Hello, hello, hello!
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yay! [x3]
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Hello, hello, hello, how low? [x3]
Hello, hello, hello!
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yay! [x3]
And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind
Hello, hello, hello, how low? [x3]
Hello, hello, hello!
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Kid A, Kid A, Kid A, Kid A
Everything, everything, everything, everything..
In its right place
In its right place
In its right place
Right place
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Everything, everything, everything..
In its right place
In its right place
Right place
There are two colours in my head
There are two colours in my head
What is that you tried to say?
What was that you tried to say?
Tried to say.. tried to say..
Tried to say.. tried to say..
Robert's got a quick hand.
He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan.
He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid.
Yeah, he found a six shooter gun.
In his dad's closet hidden with a box of fun things, and I don't even know what.
But he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you.
[Chorus: x2]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
Daddy works a long day.
He'll be coming home late, he's coming home late.
And he's bringing me a surprise.
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice.
I've waited for a long time.
Yeah the sleight of my hand is now a quick-pull trigger,
I reason with my cigarette,
And say, "Your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah."
[Chorus: x2]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
[Whistling]
[Chorus: x4]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
There must be some way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion here
I can't get no relief
Businessmen they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None of them know along the line
What any of this is worth
No reason to get excited
The thief, he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who think that life is but a joke
But you and I, we've been through that
And that is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
Because the hour is getting late
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While horsemen came and went
Barefoot servants too
All I got is a red guitar
Three chords
And the truth
All I got is a red guitar
The rest is up to you
There's no reason to get excited
The thief, he kindly spoke
There are some among us here
Say that life is just a joke
You and I, we've been through that
And that is not our fate (at least today)
So let us not talk falsely now
Because the hour is getting late
Late...
Welcome, strangers, to the show
I'm the one who should be lying low
Saw the knives out, turned my back
Heard the train coming, stayed out on the track
In the middle, in the middle, in the middle of a dream
I lost my shirt, I pawned my rings
I've done all the dumb things
Caught the fever, heard the tune
Thought I loved her, hung my heart on the moon
Started howling, made no sense
Thought my friends would rush to my defence
In the middle, in the middle, in the middle of a dream
I lost my shirt, I pawned my rings
I've done all the dumb things
And I get all your good advice
It doesn't stop me from going through these things twice
I see the knives out, I turn my back
I hear the train coming, I stay right on that track
In the middle, in the middle, in the middle of a dream
I lost my shirt, I pawned my rings
I've done all the dumb things
I melted wax to fix my wings
I've done all the dumb things
I threw my hat into the ring
I've done all the dumb things
I thought that I just had to sing
I've done all the dumb things
Mick, Brian, Keef, Bill and Charlie doing in 1969, what they did best in fundamental Blues. Now with the added texture of a RIC-360, & P-Bass. Remastered adding some Bass dynamics and eradicating the snap, crackle and pop of the ancient vinyl. :-R
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Let_It_Bleed { Tags : Let, Bleed, Rolling, Stones, Rikigo }
Well, we all need someone we can lean on
And if you want it, you can lean on me
Yeah, we all need someone we can lean on
And if you want it, you can lean on me
She said, "My breasts, they will always be open
Baby, you can rest your weary head right on me
And there will always be a space in my parking lot
When you need a little coke and sympathy"
Yeah, we all need someone we can dream on
And if you want it, baby, well you can dream on me
Yeah, we all need someone we can cream on
And if you want to, well you can cream on me
I was dreaming of a steel guitar engagement
When you drunk my health in scented jasmine tea
But you knifed me in my dirty filthy basement
With that jaded, faded, junky nurse
Oh what pleasant company
We all need someone we can feed on
And if you want it, well you can feed on me
Take my arm, take my leg,
Oh baby don't you take my head
Yeah, we all need someone we can bleed on
Yeah, and if you want it, baby, well you can bleed on me
Yeah, we all need someone we can bleed on
Yeah, yeah, and if you want it, baby, why don'cha bleed on me
All over
Ahh, bleed it alright, bleed it alright, bleed it alright
You can bleed all over me
Bleed it alright, bleed it alright, you can be my rider
You can cum all over me
Bleed it alright, baby, bleed it alright, bleed it alright
You can cum all over me
Bleed it alright, baby cum all over me
Under the moon in the dragon room
Inside the mind of a soul confined
Don't talk about soon in the dragon room
Under the scream of a jet machine
Who knows in the hills
Who knows when she will
When all the hidden pity in the forbidden city comes out
When all the hidden pity in the forbidden city comes out
When all the hidden pity in the forbidden city comes out
When all the hidden pity in the forbidden city comes out, oh, yeah
Gold silk in a loom in the dragon room
That silk that will be for the flag of the free
Who knows in the hills
Who knows when she will
When all the hidden pity in the forbidden city comes out
When all the hidden pity in the forbidden city comes out
When all the hidden pity in the forbidden city comes out
When all the hidden pity in the forbidden city comes out, oh, yeah
Yeah, China
Whoa, oh, China
Yeah, China
When all the hidden pity in the forbidden city comes out
When all the hidden pity in the forbidden city comes out
When all the hidden pity in the forbidden city comes out
When all the hidden pity in the forbidden city comes out
Oh, China
'Crystal' (2002) stretched, tinkered, toyed with and remixed at 432Hz. 'Just getting the feeling that there is something in the Pythagorean Tuning, except for the Pythagorean Comma and 'Howling' Wolf Interval. 'Happy trancing. :-R { Tags : Crystal, Remix, 432Hz, New, Order, Electronica, Drums, Guitar, Bass }
We're like crystal, we break easy
I'm a poor man, if you leave me
I'm applauded, then forgotten
It was summer, now it's autumn
I don't know what to say, you don't care anyway
I'm a man in a rage (just tell me what I've got to do), with a girl I betrayed
Here comes love, it's like honey
You can't buy it with money, you're not alone anymore,
(whenever you're here with me),
You shock me to the core, you shock me to the core
We're like crystal, it's not easy
With your love, you could feed me
Every man, and every woman
Needs someone, So keep it coming
Keep it coming, keep it coming, keep it coming
Keep it coming, keep it coming, keep it coming
Keep it coming
I don't know what to say, you don't care anyway
I'm a man in a rage (just tell me what I've got to do), with a girl I betrayed
Here comes love, it's like honey
You can't buy it with money, you're not alone anymore,
(whenever you're here with me),
You shock me to the core, you shock me to the core
Keep it coming, keep it coming, keep it coming
Keep it coming, keep it coming, keep it coming
Keep it coming, keep it coming, keep it coming
Original poor 1971 Live NY tape recording cleaned up, normalised and and enhanced. Then overdubbed with Drums, Bass, and Guitars. { Tags : Tandoori, Chicken, Grosser, Lennon, Starr }
Verse 1:
I told Mal my old Pal,
My old pal, about going to…
Tandoori Chicken, Tandoori Chicken,
Tandoori Chicken, Tandoori Chicken,
Tandoori Chicken,
And a great big bottle of wine.
Verse 2:
I told John to go with Yoko, going with a hobo…
Tandoori Chicken, Tandoori Chicken,
Tandoori Chicken, Tandoori Chicken,
Tandoori Chicken,
And a great big bottle of wine.
Chorus 1:
Tandoori Chicken, Tandoori Chicken,
Tandoori Chicken, Tandooori Chicken,
Tandooori Chicken, Tandoori Chicken,
Tandoori Chicken, Tandoori Chicken,
Tandoori Chicken,
And a great big bottle of wine.
Verse 3:
I told Yoko to go with Kyoko,
I told with John to go out and have fun,
I told Ringo to go with Mingo,
I told Maureen to see the scene.
I told Klaus to get out of the house.
Verse 4:
Go with Alan and with Sally.
I told Neil...
And he did a great big deal at,
Tandoori Chicken, Tandoori Chicken,
Tandoori Chicken, Tandoori Chicken,
And a great big bottle of wine.
Chorus 2:
Tandooori Chicken, Tandooori Chicken,
Tandooori Chicken, Tandooori Chicken,
Tandooori Chicken, Tandoori Chicken,
Tandoori Chicken,
And a great big bottle of wine.
Coda:
Tandoori Chicken, Tandoori Chicken,
Tandoori Chicken, Tandoori Chicken,
Tandoori Chicken, Tandoori Chicken,
Tandoori Chicken,
And a great big bottle of wine.
Fun song about getting 'back up again' and 'bolting'. Mixed with a Fender Standard Stratocaster, Acoustic Guitar, Bass Guitar and a Fender Telecaster (both in D Tuning) and double-tracked voice for good measure. Enjoy! :-R { Tags : Run, Stand, Rikigo, Kravitz }
Don't give up,
You're gonna see tomorrow
You'll be on your feet again
Sometimes the world's gonna knock you over
But you will see who you are your friends
Come on, stand, up again
Come on, stand,
Stand, you're gonna run again
Your faith and patience will be your soldiers
To guide you through your troubled times
Just put one foot in front of the other
The battles are inside your mind
You have the power to face your demons
No matter how they go on time
And rid yourself of your fear and weakness
So you can start to live your life
(Come on!) Stand, up again
Come on, stand, Stand, you're gonna run again
Come on! stand, up again Come on, stand,
Stand, you're gonna run again
Pick up your will and put on your face
If you need to, just take my hand
It's time to demonstrate, don't hesitate
Just get up and say: Yes, I can
Stand, up again Come on, stand, Stand, you're gonna run again
Stand, up again Come on, stand, Stand, you're gonna run again Stand, you're gonna run again... Stand, you're gonna run again!
The first remix heavier on the Bass & Ukulele, inspired by chords on 'The Break's' kid's blackboard (March 2012) to write something new that's been rocking around in my head. I suspect, it's like a plug to 'what lies beneath'. I turned the major and minor approaches by 'The Break' on their head and used "The Amazing Chord Gizmo" to assist in '...welding the loose-ends'.
"Don't fight forces, use them." - R. Buckminster Fuller.
http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Buckminster_Fuller
A nutty song about living and partly living from the on again, off again band from Chicago, 'The Pixies' that defies the Grunge moniker.
Although if you were watching 'Laid' on ABC TV in 2012, it could easily be 'Marcus'.
'Working from a really bad transcription. :-R
"It's about winos and hobos traveling on the trains, who die in the California Earthquake. Before earthquakes, everything gets very calm—animals stop talking and birds stop chirping and there's no wind. It's very ominous. { Tags : Here, Comes, Your, Man, The, Pixies, Rikigo, Black, Francis }
Outside there's a box car waiting
Outside the family stew
Out by the fire breathing
Outside we wait 'til face turns blue
i know the nervous walking
i know the dirty beard hangs
Out by the box car waiting
Take me away to nowhere plains
There is a wait so long
Here comes your man
Big shake on the box car moving
Big shake to the land that's falling down
Is a wind makes a palm stop blowing
A big, big stone fall and break my crown
There is a wait so long
You'll never wait so long
Here comes your man
There is a wait so long
You'll never wait so long
Here comes your man
The Cure's 'Just Like Heaven' created with Guitar Pro 6. With added Lyrics and Sections. { Tags : Just, Like, Heaven, The, Cure, Robert, Smith, rikigo }
Verse 1:
"Show me how you do that trick
The one that makes me scream" she said
"The one that makes me laugh" she said
And threw her arms around my neck
"Show me how you do it
And I promise you I promise that
I'll run away with you
I'll run away with you"
Verse 2:
Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed her face and kissed her head
And dreamed of all the different ways I had
To make her glow
"Why are you so far away?" she said
"Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you
That I'm in love with you"
Chorus:
You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Strange as angels
Dancing in the deepest oceans
Twisting in the water
You're just like a dream
Verse 3:
Daylight licked me into shape
I must have been asleep for days
And moving lips to breathe her name
I opened up my eyes
And found myself alone alone
Alone above a raging sea
That stole the only girl I loved
And drowned her deep inside of me
Outro:
You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Just like heaven
Christabel strips
And slips like a dream
Breaking ice with arms that gleam with pain
Disdain...
She throws her head
And glides against the stream
Throwing me her bravest smile
Defiant
Glittering
Shivering guile
"Catching a cold is quick this time
But fish?...
Fish may take a while... "
Christabel dips and slips from me
And hand pushed deep inside is
suddenly free
Triumphant
Reluctantly
Struggling six legs held up for me to see
"Don't be so scared
It's nothing new
It's the same old game
Only fun with two...
"But fast and over and over,
I can't play this game with you"
Everything she tries to tell me
Leaves me open mouthed and still
Foolishly arrange tomorrow
The way I always will
Christabel trips
And grips my hand
But never to be saved...
For a second I understand
And I fall with her...
"I'll never leave you
Love you
See you change into the man I want
But it's not for long this thing
It's not for long..."
A retro-revision of the creative outpouring from the mind of Robert Smith per the 'The Top' album of 1984. A clownish shaking dog in red. Suitable fodder for "...finding where the fun is." { Tags : Shake, Dog, Rikigo, The, Cure }
Ha ha ha
Wake up in the dark
The after-taste of anger in the back of my mouth
Spit it on the wall
And cough some more
And scrape my skin with razor blades
And make up in the new blood
And try to look so good
Follow me
Make up in the new blood
And follow me to where the real fun is
Ha ha ha
As stale and selfish as a sick dog
Spurning sex like an animal of god
I'll tear your red hair by the roots
And hold you blazing
Hold you cherished in the dead electric light
Your face
I'll never see you this way again
I captured it so perfectly
As if I knew you'd disappear away
You hit me again
You howl and hit me again
The same sharp pain
Wakes me in the dark
And cuts me from my throat to my pounding heart
My heart
My shaking heart
My howl my shake dog
Oh shake dog shake
Shake shake
Shake dog shake
But we slept all night in the virgin's bed
And dreamed of death
And breathed like sick dogs
We slept all night in the virgin's bed
And breathed like death
And dreamed of sick dogs
Shake shake
Shake dog shake
Wake up wake up wake up
Shake dog shake
Wake up wake up wake up
Shake dog shake
Wake up in the new blood
Make up in the new blood
Shake up in the new blood
And follow me to where the real fun is
Shake dog shake
An ensemble 'cast' cover Roy Orbison's 'Heartbreak Radio'. Comprising a Fender Stratocaster Custom, a Telecaster Custom II, an Ibanez Acoustic, Maton 12-String, Fender P-Bass and a Greg Bennett Baritone Uke, sans vocals. { Tags : Heartbreak, Radio, Roy, Orbison, rikigo }
Hometown sweetheart. Hung around in the dark.
Only make a move or two. I was just a young fool.
Never been to night school. 'Didn't know enough to be cool.
So she found another lover. They went undercover.
The way she stole my heart was a crime.
In order to keep the peace, call-in' out the police.
'Find her 'fore I lose my mind.
The woman I love done gone and left me alone.
She's got a big bad record on the Heartbreak Radio.
A complete investigation. What's her destination?
Did she leave a trace at all?
Book on her suspicion. 'Just look at my condition.
She left me here to take the fall.
That girl she sure can play it rough. She ought to be in handcuffs.
Make her wear a ball'n chain. Oh, she's just a heart stealer.
Sweetest kinda love dealer. She knows how to 'fix a game'.
The woman I love done gone and left me alone.
She got a big bad record on the Heartbreak Radio.
Lonely hearts in distress. Calling out an SOS.
All across the U.S. of A. Come on back and serve your time.
Right here in these arms of mine. Gotta have you home today.
FBI, CIA, help me, help me …please.
The woman I love has gone and left me alone.
She got a big bad record on the Heartbreak Radio.
The woman I love has gone and left me alone.
She got a big bad record on the Heartbreak Radio.
She got a big bad record on the Heartbreak Radio.
Ben E. King's 'Stand By Me' as interpreted with the assistance of 'Charles Hawtrey and The Deaf Aids'. Additional Stratocaster Rhythm and P-Bass. A short little ditty version... :-R { Tags : Charles, Hawtrey, Deaf, Aids, Stand, Apoye, Rikigo }
When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we'll see
No I won't be afraid, no I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
And darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh now now stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me
If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall
And the mountains should crumble to the sea
I won't cry, I won't cry, no I won't shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
And darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me, stand by me-e, yeah
[Guitar Solo]
Whenever you're in trouble won't you stand by me, oh now now stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me, stand by me
Darlin', darlin', stand by me-e, stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me, stand by me
Evoking a deep very wide chasm not unlike the 'Valle Mareineris' to fit a live version of Black Sabbath's 'Paranoid'. Double-tracked Gibson Melody Makers and fretless P-Basses, rip into Ozzy and Tommy's legacies. Sans lyrics. Play-along-fun not!... Enjoy, it while you can. :-R { Tags : Paranoico, Rikigo, Iomi, Osbourne, Paranoid, Live, Drop, Octave }
Finished with my woman
'cause she couldn't help me with my mind
People think I'm insane
because I am frowning all the time
All day long I think of things
but nothing seems to satisfy
Think I'll lose my mind
if I don't find something to pacify
Can you help me, occupy my brain?
Oh yeah
I need someone to show me
the things in life that I can't find
I can't see the things that make true happiness,
I must be blind
Make a joke and I will sigh
and you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel and
love to me is so unreal
And so as you hear these words
telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life
I wish I could but it's too late
An Ozzie take on a Brit-Pop classic. In memory of the '2012 London Olympics - Opening Ceremony', when the Stadium was filled with Brit-Pop. { Tags : True, Spandau, Ballet, Troo, Rikigo }
So true
Funny how it seems
Always in time, but never in line for dreams
Head over heels when toe to toe
This is the sound of my soul
This is the sound
I bought a ticket to the world
But now I've come back again
Why do I find it hard to write the next line?
Oh, I want the truth to be said
(Ha-ha-ha, ha-ah-hi)
I know this much is true
(Ha-ha-ha, ha-ah-hi)
I know this much is true
With a thrill in my head and a pill on my tongue
Dissolve the nerves that have just begun
Listening to Marvin (All night long)
This is the sound of my soul
This is the sound
Always slipping from my hands
Sand's a time of its own
Take your seaside arms and write the next line
Oh, I want the truth to be known
(Ha-ha-ha, ha-ah-hi)
I know this much is true
(Ha-ha-ha, ha-ah-hi)
I know this much is true
I bought a ticket to the world
But now I've come back again
Why do I find it hard to write the next line?
Oh, I want the truth to be said
(Ha-ha-ha, ha-ah-hi)
I know this much is true
(Ha-ha-ha, ha-ah-hi)
I know this much is true
This much is true
(This much is a-true-oo)
(This much is a-true-oo-oo)
I know, I know, I know this much is true
(This much is a-true-oo)
(This much is a-true-oo-oo)
(This much is a-true-oo)
(Ha-ha-ha, ha-ah-hi)
(This much is a true-oo-oo)
I know this much is true
(This much is a-true-oo)
(Ha-ha-ha, ha-ah-hi)
(This much is a true-oo-oo)
Know this much is true
(This much is a-true-oo)
(Ha-ha-ha, ha-ah-hi)
(This much is a-true-oo-oo)
(Know this much is true)
I know, I know, I know this much is true
I am the son and the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am a human and i need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
I am the son and the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am a human and i need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
There's a club if you'd like to go you
Could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own and
You leave on your own and you go home,
And you cry and you want to die.
When you say it's gonna happen "now",
When exactly do you mean? see I've already
Waited too long and all my hope is gone
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
Accompaniment to previously unreleased outake from the 1969 Twickenaham Studios recordings by 'Rocky & The Rubbers'. { Tags : The, Beatles, Dont, Let, Down }
A 'Wailing Wall' of Sound for the tragic victim and the sundry victim of the Altamont tragedy. 'Sixties Innocence... { Tags : Sympathy, Devil, Altamont, Rikigo, Stones, Hell, Angels }
You say you want a revolution
Well you know
We all want to change the world
You tell me that it's evolution
Well you know
We all want to change the world
But when you talk about destruction
Don't you know you can count me out
Don't you know it's gonna be alright
Alright, alright
You say you got a real solution
Well you know
We don't love to see the plan
You ask me for a contribution
Well you know
We're doing what we can
But if you want money for people with minds that hate
All I can tell you is brother you have to wait
Don't you know it's gonna be alright
Alright, alright, al...
You say you'll change the constitution
Well you know
We all want to change your head
You tell me it's the institution
Well you know
You better free your mind instead
But if you go carrying pictures of Chairman Mao
You ain't going to make it with anyone anyhow
Don't you know know it's gonna be alright
Alright, alright