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Andromeda's Eyes
03:07
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Yesterday a man got off the train at Emerald Station
On a spiritual vacation
Seeking higher elevation
Made his mind to go out all the way
Pulled into a desert town of population seven
Claiming evidence of heaven
Left before the bread could leaven
Trailing twenty men of crooked faith
And onward they go
Pitching their lanterns low
Freaking out on Andromeda's EYES!!!
Andromeda's Eyes
Make you see lies
Tampers your alibis
Up up and away
You swagger and sway
For another horizon line
A life on the run will leave you in doubt
And the under the sun will put you out of mind
But Andromeda's Eyes will take you away
Early morning magic
At the top of crystal canyon
And who knows when they'll be landing
So the man is reprimanding
Saying, "Soon There Will Be Dues To Pay"
Stuck inside a prism
Made of Crooked Alabaster
Making Andromeda master
What a greedy buncha bastards
"Get your minds out of your eyes today"
She isn't amused
This isn't a pleasure cruise
Throw away those Andromeda's EYES!!!
Andromeda's Eyes
Make you see lies
Tampers your alibis
Up up and away
You swagger and sway
For another horizon line
You gotta believe, there's no reason to doubt
She's everything that you've dreamed about
So fine, but Andromeda's EYES
"We believe in nothing but the energy that comes from Andromeda's Eyes
Beautiful the queen of everything we've ever seen that's Andromeda's Eyes
Come into our lives we're letting come what may
Dreaming of a deity we must obey
Andromeda's Eyes and the way is wide to take our soul away
Take our soul away!"
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2. |
It's A Gambler's Whirl
03:47
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At the instant of my death
I won’t fall on any sword
or attempt to hold my breath til the cutting of the chord
I will hide my disgrace in the pastures of your face
I could never be afraid in the little private whirl we’ll make
Kiss-a me baby
Love-a me girl
Quit sayin maybe baby - It’s a Gambler’s Whirl
Now the gambler plays at cards
And he fights a mighty fight
He may lose and fall apart
It’s a most unholy sight
But in time he may win
Count his blessings and give in
A new card for him to play - I wonder: will he whirl it all away?
Kiss-a me baby
Love-a me girl
Quit sayin maybe baby - It’s a Gambler’s Whirl
And life is the chance you take, don’t let it get the better
No matter which card you play - you’re in for heavy weather
SO BET ONE ON ME
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3. |
The Garden Eleanor
03:42
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Waiting on a cherry tree in Eleanor’s garden
(Waiting All Day Long)
A situation that I’m putting my heart in - it’s never been wrong
(it’s beating oh so strong)
She’ll be here sooner or later, I’m a patient lover
It won’t be easy to hate her if she finds another
By and by she’s always the same - and it’s a crazy game
I don’t care if she cuts off her hair
I’m certain she’s OK up there
And I don’t care if she’s even aware
Beg you pardon to The Garden Eleanor
Playing the piano down at Eleanor city, finding the words
(it’s getting so absurd)
And everything I say about her’s a pity, cause it won’t be heard
(such an exotic bird)
I beat a drum that is louder than a fax machine and…
I light a fire to tell her my positioning
She doesn’t even give me a wink
(That’s what you think)
I don’t care if she cuts off her hair
I’m certain she’s OK up there
And I don’t care if she’s even aware
Beg you pardon to The Garden Eleanor
"Eleanor’s Crazy, She’s a Lady, But She Will Never Be Free
Eleanor’s Crazy, She a Lady, But She Will Never Be Me"
I don’t care if she cuts off her hair
I’m certain she’s OK up there
And I don’t care if she’s even aware
Beg you pardon to The Garden Eleanor
I don’t care if she cuts off he(r hair
She’s walking on the clouds up there
And I don’t care if she’s even aware
Beg you pardon to The Garden Eleanor
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4. |
Maria St. Claire
03:26
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High on a little hill
Very strange in her ways, getting lost in the days high on a little hill
She doesn’t care about the time
(So many minutes past her prime)
She’s lost all reasoning and rhyme
But she’s trying hard to mine how she used to be
Once a maiden so fair - she was caught unaware and sent adrift to sea
Where she was tossed beneath the waves
(And the moon began to fade)
Now she’s nothing but a shade
(Floating freely out of place)
And when the winter winds are blowing…
You’ll find her where the wild rose is growing
So baby if you’re going to the Amazona Fair
Where people stop and stare at all the funny things up there
Twists of the world, but nothing so absurd as the amazing girl
That’s Maria St. Claire
She’s got the moves, the grace, you can see right through her face
So if you feel a whisper in your ear - that’s Maria St. Claire
They say that she’s lost her way
That she’s slave to a spell that a kiss could dismiss
And put her in her place
But where to find a handsome prince - who is lacking fingerprints?
And when the ocean’s overflowing
All the princes will be busy rowing
So baby if you’re going to the Amazona Fair
Where people stop and stare at all the funny things up there
Scared of the world, and everybody’s heard of the amazing girl
That’s Maria St. Claire
She’s in our eyes each night, and she gives us all a fright
Then floats into the clouds without a care - that’s Maria St. Claire
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5. |
Bye Bye Babylon
04:24
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In the gallery of the wunderkind
Sits the candy girl
Trying to learn her lines
Needs to another way to Nirvana and soon
Caught the latest craze
wore a painted daze
All the stars came out to her twist and pout
But a perfect pitch always goes out of a tune
This is a message from Doctor Blue
won’t you put me in a take apart the blues in you
Oh whoa whoa whoa
Get yourself turned on
Oh whoa whoa whoa
It’s a Babylon - (so they say
Bye Bye Babylon my friend
You were just another tramline to the end
See you later, alligator
Again and again til the train comes round the bend
Bye Bye Babylon today
I got a feeling that I simply gotta get away
Sayonara, old euphoria
Gonna fill my soul with the morning glory haze
BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE
Cosmic apathy
Anesthetic Eyes
Not the kind of thing we can get behind
And a blushing veil doesn’t look so divine
Cause the bittersweet will only rot your teeth
And a microscope is a magazine
You can shoot a star but you can’t make it shine
Ours is the shoulder to listen to
We’ve been waiting in the wings to get a message through
Oh whoa whoa whoa
Get yourself turned on
Oh whoa whoa whoa
It’s a Babylon - so they say
Bye Bye Babylon my friend
You were just another tramline to the end
See you later, alligator
Again and again til the train comes round the bend
Bye Bye Babylon today
I got a feeling that I simply gotta get away
Sayonara, old euphoria
Gonna fill my soul with the morning glory haze
BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE
You made a devil deal and signed the papers
Now you’re playing cards with the money makers
But everybody’s such a lady hater
Oh you’re gonna show them all
You took the bait and let them tow the aura
And now you’re dancing dumb with the dinosaur-a
Down at the funhouse playing old Pandora
Ya bang on the drunken drum
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6. |
The Red Umbrella
04:59
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Beyond the railing there lived a lady plain
With a bitter man in her way
She dreamed in colors, her isolation grey
Sure to carry her to the grave
Is she gonna pull herself together?
Is she gonna weather him today?
Who’s she gonna follow - is she gonna grovel in her sorrow?
But tomorrow with be a brighter day
When the bell rings to take her little blues away
They’ve been waiting - congregating
All the people saying:
HEY OK IF YOU WANT TO BREAK AWAY
FOLLOW THE RED UMBRELLA
WHEN YOU CAN’T TAKE ANOTHER LONELY DAY
AND YOU WANT TO RUN AWAY
FOLLOW THE RED UMBRELLA - THE RED UMBRELLA IN THE RAIN
She’s leaves the stable
They make her “Angel Face”
Put a ruby into her lace
No competition - nobody left to race
In a party you know your place
Pushing through the unassuming masses
Selling bloody passes to the play
Are they gonna follow? Are they gonna see the new tomorrow?
And the arrows go shooting through the rain
And the gallows are hardly twenty steps away
An eraser to replace her
All the people saying:
HEY OK IF YOU WANT TO BREAK AWAY
FOLLOW THE RED UMBRELLA
WHEN YOU CAN’T TAKE ANOTHER LONELY DAY
AND YOU WANT TO RUN AWAY
FOLLOW THE RED UMBRELLA - THE RED UMBRELLA IN THE RAIN
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