1. |
Ripples In The Water
03:38
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RIPPLES IN THE WATER
RIPPLES IN THE WATER
RIPPLES IN THE WATER OF LOVE
RIPPLES IN THE WATER
RIPPLES IN THE WATER
RIPPLES IN THE WATER OF LOVE
WHEN YOU LEAVE A SAFE HARBOUR
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
LOOKING FOR A LIGHT
A LIGHT SHINING ON ANOTHER SHORE
MAKE SURE IT’S THE ONE
THE ONE YOU’RE LOOKING FOR
SHINING BRIGHT ON ANOTHER SHORE
THE ONE THAT YOU’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR
IT’S EASY TO RUN AGROUND
IF YOU DON’T STOP AND LOOK AROUND
IT’S OH SO VERY EASY TO RUN AGROUND
TAKE CARE AND LOOK AROUND
FOR THOSE TELL TALE WARNING SIGNS
THAT YOU GET WITH THE CHANGING TIDE
ALL THOSE TELL TALE WARNING SIGNS
SEE THEM SHIMMERING OVER THE SIDE
LOOK OUT FOR
RIPPLES IN THE WATER
RIPPLES IN THE WATER
RIPPLES IN THE WATER OF LOVE
RIPPLES IN THE WATER
RIPPLES IN THE WATER
RIPPLES IN THE WATER OF LOVE
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2. |
Hololand
04:05
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ELVIS IS BACK IN THE BUILDING
THE BEATLES HAVE REFORMED
FREDDIE MERCURY IS SINGING
WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS AGAIN
JANIS JOPLIN SHUFFLES ONTO STAGE
DRAGGING HER HEAVY BALL AND CHAIN
AT THE O2 EVERYBODY GETS THE CHANCE
TO SEE MICHAEL JACKSON DOING HIS MOONDANCE
NELLIE MELBA AND CARUSO SING SONG AFTER SONG AFTER SONG
JIMI HENDRIX ON THE WATCHTOWER ALL ALONG
ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE
HERE IN HOLOLAND
STARS ARE RESURRECTED
HERE IN HOLOLAND
OLD BLUE EYES FLIES BACK FROM THE MOON
BING CROSBY STROLLS ON FOR A CROON
BILLIE BRINGS HER LOVE TO KEEP HER WARM
WHILE JIM RIDES IN ON A PERFECT STORM
IAN CURTIS THROWS HIS ARMS ABOUT
ISLEY BROTHERS ROARING TWIST AND SHOUT
CURT COBAIN BRINGS BACK THAT SPIRIT TEEN
TUPAC SHAKUR'S A BRAND NEW JIMMY DEAN
JAMES BROWN ROLLS IN ON HIS OLD NIGHT TRAIN
BUDDY RISES FROM THE WRECKAGE OF THE PLANE
ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE
HERE IN HOLOLAND
STARS ARE RESURRECTED
HERE IN HOLOLAND
THERE ARE NO LIVING ARTISTS HERE IN HOLOLAND
ALL YOU GET TO SEE ARE MONSTROUS HOLOGRAMS
DESIGNED TO SCREW MORE MONEY FROM EACH FAN
KEEP THE PROFITS IN THE POCKET OF THE MAN
STARS ARE RESURRECTED
HERE IN HOLOLAND
ELVIS IS BACK IN THE BUILDING.......
FOR EVER AND EVER.......
AMEN!
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3. |
The Secret Garden
03:24
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She said
"Meet me in the secret garden,
Below the observatory
I'll be waiting on that wooden bench
Beneath the spreading chestnut tree."
I swear I was truly on my way
Walking up past the nurses home
Heading for the gates to Greenwich park
I really wanted to rendezvous with her
Ah but you know how it goes
When you’re headed for the secret garden
That's right, you know how it goes
I got waylaid by a powder monkey
As I passed Oscar Wilde's old den
And five hours later, as the sun went down
I crawled from that basement, rainbows in my eyes
That powder monkey spiked me with angel dust
My brain was mimsy, hardly knew who I was
I needed something to drink, just to liven me up
I stumbled into the saloon bar of the Rose and Crown
I ordered a tequila sunrise from a crazy kiwi girl
Watched as the terrapins practiced cannibalism
The Red Lights played a Space Invaders marathon
And I tried hard to pull my mind back together
Ah but you know how it goes
When you’re headed for the secret garden
That's right, you know how it goes
At eleven thirty Vic chucked me out the pub
I stumbled past that old Spreadeagle shop
In my head I heard a loud south London song
I looked at the park gates and all of them were locked
Ah but you know how it goes
When you’re headed for the secret garden
That's right, you know how it goes
I never saw her ever again
I have no idea what happened
I sometimes sit on that old wooden seat
Beneath the spreading chestnut tree
I wonder how it might have been
If I’d kept that secret garden date
Ah but you know how it goes
When you’re headed for the secret garden
That's right, you know how it goes
No matter how hard you try
You will never make it
That’s how it goes,
That's right, you know how it goes
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4. |
Dabbling In The Green
02:07
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I KNOW AN OLD SKUNK FARMER
JUST TURNED AGE SEVENTY TWO
HE RETIRED WITH NO PENSION
NOTHING ELSE FOR HIM TO DO
BURDENED DOWN WITH HEAVY DEBT
ALL HIS BILLS ARE SO OBSCENE
THE ONLY WAY HE PAYS THEM OFF
IS BY DABBLING IN THE GREEN
HE'S LIVED WITH HIS TRUE LOVER
FOR MORE THAN FORTY YEARS
HE LOOKS AFTER HER CONSTANTLY
HE DEALS WITH ALL HER FEARS
HER MEMORY IS LONG GONE
SHE DOESN'T KNOW HIS NAME
IT'S ONLY THROUGH SELLING DOPE
THAT HE CAN PLAY THIS GAME
HE KEEPS FOOD ON THE TABLE
AND DRY LOGS IN THE HEARTH
DOES THE WASHING AND CLEANING
AND GIVES HER A WEEKLY BATH
HE DOES ALL OF THIS GLADLY
AND NEVER MAKES A MOAN
HE HONOURS HIS PROMISE
NOT TO LEAVE HER ALONE
HE GROWS THE WHITE WIDOW
AND THE FINEST PURPLE HAZE
THIS HAS BECOME HIS ONLY WAY
TO SURVIVE IN THESE HARD DAYS
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5. |
The Hidden Path
03:16
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Look for the hidden path
Search out the hidden path
Run down the hidden path
True love the hidden path
Love is something we all can find
Love is something for all mankind
Love is something, feels much better
Love is somewhere in a letter
Love is something when it is found
Love is something which will turn around
Love is something to make us laugh
Love is somewhere down a hidden path
Look for the hidden path
Search out the hidden path
Run down the hidden path
True love the hidden path
Love is something we cannot hide
Love is something a blushing bride
Love is something within our head
Love is somewhere inside our bed
Love is something we want so much
Love is something, a gentle touch
Love is something with which to heal
Love is somewhere we can reveal
Look for the hidden path
Search out the hidden path
Run down the hidden path
True love the hidden path
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6. |
Dandelion Wine
03:32
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HE KEEPS PHOTOS AND PERFUMED LOVE LETTERS
IN A BLACK AND WHITE MOROCCAN BOX
IN A TRUNK AT THE BACK OF THE ATTIC
SECURED BY TWO SILVER LOCKS
ONCE A YEAR ROUND ABOUT HARVEST TIME
HE GETS THEM ALL OUT FOR A READ
HE NEVER STOPS THINKING ABOUT HER
THAT OLD WOUND CONTINUES TO BLEED
IT WAS ALWAYS THE END OF THE SUMMER
THEY BOTTLED THE DANDELION WINE
SHE SAID IT WAS ALMOST LIKE DRINKING
PURE ESSENCE OF GOLDEN SUNSHINE
THEN CAME THE DAY, MOMENTOUS DAY
THE DAY THEY DRANK OUT OF THEIR HEAD
ALL THE WAY HOME LAUGHED IN THE CAR
HIT THE LAMP POST THEN SHE WAS DEAD
HE WON'T GO WALKING IN GOLDEN SUNSHINE
DON'T GO DRINKING DANDELION WINE
HE KEEPS A FLAGON OF DANDELION WINE
IT STARTS GLOWING NEAR TO HARVEST TIME
DANDELION WINE
DANDELION WINE
DON'T GO DRINKING
DANDELION WINE
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7. |
Almost Young
05:59
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I SEE YOU'RE STILL GOING TO THAT CELLAR BAR
STILL DRIVING THERE IN THAT OLD FIFTIES CAR
SAME OLD PLACE WHERE ONCE LOVE WAS BEGUN
DESPERATELY SEEKING OUT SOME LONG LOST FUN
WHERE EVERYONE YOU SEE THERE IS ALMOST YOUNG
PEOPLE HAVE I LOVE YOU ON THE TIP OF THEIR TONGUE
ALMOST YOUNG
SO VERY NEARLY YOUNG
ALMOST YOUNG
SO VERY NEARLY YOUNG
GATHERED IN THE CORNERS AWAY FROM THE LIGHT
TOUCHING STRANGERS HANDS THROUGH TILL MIDNIGHT
KISSING IN THE DARK HOLDING ON SO TIGHT
LIKE FINCH CHICKS IN A NESTING BOX OUT OF SIGHT
WONDERING WHETHER THIS REALLY FEELS RIGHT
COULD IT WORK OUT? MAYBE IT JUST MIGHT
ALMOST YOUNG
SO VERY NEARLY YOUNG
ALMOST YOUNG
SO VERY NEARLY YOUNG
ONCE IN A WHILE YOU TAKE A BIT OF A CHANCE
MOVE ONTO THE FLOOR FOR A LONG SLOW DANCE
LOOK WISTFULLY ACROSS WHERE THE YOUNG FOLK ARE
ON THE SHINY BRIGHT SIDE OF THE CELLAR BAR
TO THAT PLACE WHERE LOVE WAS ONCE BEGUN
DANCING IN SHADOWS WITH THE ALMOST YOUNG
ALMOST YOUNG
SO VERY NEARLY YOUNG
ALMOST YOUNG
SO VERY NEARLY YOUNG
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8. |
Where Bluebells Bloom
02:02
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On the road to Barlogie Cove
With an old friend of mine
I drive past that house of yours
That overlooks Lough Ine
We’re off to empty lobster pots
On his old clinker boat
I hear a single seagull sing
A very plaintive note
You’re sitting in the window
Of that upstairs room
You look with longing at that
Hill where bluebells bloom
That hill
Where bluebells bloom
That hill
Where bluebells bloom
Where you took me in the springtime
Through the woodland glade so blue
To the summit of your universe
And swore that you were true
I see that his flash car is back
Parked up in the drive
The way that I was feeling
He’s lucky to be alive
I guess that I’ll keep driving
Down to Barlogie Quay
And let all of last year’s fantasies
Fade into memory
I hope you’ll not be crying
In your lonely room
As you look out that window
Onto Knockomagh Hill
There where bluebells bloom!
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9. |
Unfaithfully Yours
03:00
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You’ve really gone and blown it this time,
Now I’m sure that you’re his and not mine,
‘Cos when I took you out the other day,
You slipped and called me by his name,
And at the time it really hurt,
Deep down inside I could feel my heart spurt,
I know, now, I don’t need that kind of pain,
So here am I, telling you, I’ll always remain
Unfaithfully Yours,
Unfaithfully Yours,
You closed All the doors,
Unfaithfully yours
Somebody new I’m gonna find,
Someone who won’t be so unkind,
And even though I’ll still think of you,
It’s the only thing that I can do,
Yeah, You really gone and blown it this time,
Now I’m sure that you’re his and not mine,
You slipped and called me by his name,
So, Here am I, Telling You, I’ll Always Remain
Unfaithfully Yours,
Unfaithfully Yours,
You closed ALL the doors,
Unfaithfully yours
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10. |
The Tipping Point
04:53
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I watch spiders weave webs in the fennel
In my garden in the morning,
A sudden storm begins, without any warning,
The raindrops remind me
Of that soggy traffic jam
On the road out of Amsterdam
When we shared a mellow joint
Where I reached the tipping point
The Tipping Point of love
Point of love, Point of love
That’s where I fell over
The Tipping Point of Love
Point of love, point of love
That was when I knew
That I would stay with you
A Rainy Night by Tony Joe
Playing softly on the radio
You looking into the night
Singing sweet "It's All Right"
Passing on another joint
That was my tipping point
The Tipping Point of love
Point of love, Point of Love
That’s where I fell over
The Tipping Point of Love
Point of love, point of love
The spiders wait for the sun to shine
They can’t wait to spin another line
I watch them hide under leaves of green
I can see how good things have been
Since we reached the tipping point
The tipping point of love
Point of Love, Point of Love
The tipping point, Point of Love
The tipping point, Point of Love
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11. |
All Of The Best Times
04:02
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ALL OF THE BEST TIMES I EVER KNEW
WERE THOSE TIMES I SPENT WITH YOU (x2)
OUT PROMENADING AT SUNSET IN SPAIN
I WONDER IF WE'LL EVER DO THAT AGAIN
WHERE THE WARM GENTLE BREEZE
BLOWS IN OFF SOUTHERN SEAS
WE HEARD SOFT SAX AND GUITAR
DRINKING IN THAT CUBA LIBRE BAR
WITH THAT BUNCH OF CHILEAN REFUGEES
HOPING TO BRING PINOCHET TO HIS KNEES
AND WE SANG "VIVA LA QUINTA BRIGADA"
SIPPING REVOLUTIONS PINA COLADA
ALL OF THE BEST TIMES I EVER KNEW
WERE THOSE TIMES I SPENT WITH YOU
GATHERING BLUE BULLACE IN THE HEDGEROWS
WANDERING WHERE THE WILD STRAWBERRY GROWS
WALKING IN WIND ALONG WELSH CLIFF PATHS
SWADDLED IN GIANT TOWELS AT THE TURKISH BATHS
EATING CAKES IN SUNSHINE ON THE CHAMPS ELYSEES
BREWING HOMEMADE BEER AND GIVING IT AWAY
MAKING TEA IN THAT BEACH HUT ON THE ESSEX COAST
LEARNING CANASTA WITH LOADS OF HOT BUTTERED TOAST
EATING HOMEMADE RHUBARB CRUMBLE
DOWN IN NETTLEBED
ALL OF THE BEST TIMES I EVER KNEW
WERE THOSE TIMES I SPENT WITH YOU
ALL OF THE BEST TIMES
ALL.......... OF THE BEST TIMES
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