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Deep Purple
Deep Purple


Background information
Origin Hertford, England, U.K.
Genre(s) Hard Rock
Heavy Metal
Blues Rock
Progressive Rock
Years active 1968—1976
Label(s) Polydor
EMI Music
Associated acts Black Sabbath
Rainbow
Whitesnake
Green Bullfrog
Gillan
Paice, Ashton & Lord
Blackmore's Night
Episode Six
Screaming Lord Sutch
Captain Beyond
Dixie Dregs
Coverdale and Page
Trapeze
Black Country Communion
Website Website
Members
Ian Gillan
Steve Morse
Roger Glover
Ian Paice
Don Airey



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Deep Purple Album


The House Of Blue Light (1987)
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take a look at
these dirty hands
take a look at this face these blazing eyes
do you see me as a broken man
tell me
are you really that blind

you got yourself a load of trouble now
you got yourself a bad deal
you say i've got a bad attitude
how d'you think i feel

you got me locked in a paper cage
you think i'm chained up but i'm just tied down
step aside get out of my way
i won't hurt you i had enough being pushed around

you got yourself a load of trouble now
you got yourself a bad deal
you say i've got a bad attitude
how d'you think i feel

don't want a number
i got a name
take a look at my face
talk about a bad attitude
things have got to change

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listen to me
i've got a warning for you
you've got to learn to take more care
'cos if you swim in dirty water
be careful how you dry your hair
in a room within a room
in a hole within a hole
you've got to learn to share your secrets
or you'll lose your soul

i've got the evidence
i know you broke the unwritten law
another town another one night stand
you know you broke the law

it's so hard to hold back
when the fire is in your eyes
a silver dollar in my pocket
i don't like surprises
i've got your souvenir
is that the price i've got to pay
it ain't been that long
since the last charade

i've got the evidence
i know you broke the unwritten law
another town another one night stand
you know you broke the law

i know you're guilty
but i'm carrying the blame
i took out much more than i put in
and i felt the pain
in a dirty little room
with nowhere left to hide
you told the truth with your eyes
but you lied inside

i've got the evidence
i know you broke the unwritten law
another town another one night stand
you know you broke the law

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operator i'm looking for a girl
you've got to help me get through
i don't know much about her
so i'm relying on you
she got rhythm but no sense of timing
she likes living but she's got no address
operator you've got to get me out of this mess
let me tell you about her

she ain't got a face
she ain't got a name
she ain't got a leg to stand upon
she's out of touch
but not out of mind
and i've got to see again that gypsy child
operator this is the call of the wild

she's a hitch hiker never gets a ride
but you can bet she's on time
she's always around but so hard to find
she causes trouble she never takes offence
dirty mind a heart of gold
operator don't you put me on hold

she ain't got a face
she ain't got a name
she ain't got a leg to stand upon
she's out of touch
but not out of mind
and i've got to see again that gypsy child
operator this is the call of the wild

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Don't look too long in my face
It could be a big mistake
I'm hanging on a thread so fine
I need a little space
I shouldn't say but I know I must
I've had enough of pain
I'm pissed off standing in the rain

It makes me feel like a mad dog
I got nothing to lose
Mad dog
You got nothing I can use
Mad dog howling at the moon
A mad dog

I need no friends
I'm on the edge of a broken dream
Laughing at the pain but it makes me want to scream
I should have known she'd be no good
She tore my heart in two but I don't need to talk to you

You make me feel like a mad dog
I got nothing to lose
Mad dog
You got nothing I can use
Mad dog howling at the moon
A mad dog

She said a hard man is good to find
And then she raised a doubt
All that I could give she took
And then she threw me out
Well I don't care I don't care anymore
I'm going to lose my grip
I'm going to let it rip

. . .


Read all about it tell me
Have you heard the news
Captain bob he don't pay no dues
You know he's looking in my window
He's stepping on my toes
Don't want the truth and it goes to show

I got a joker up my sleeve
I know what to believe
It ain't right just because it's in black and white

Find yourself a hero
Treat him like a friend
You build him up and tear him down again
It don't hold a candle hold it to the light
Check it out is it wrong or right
Is this the news of the world
It's just a pretty girl
She's all the news that's fit to print in black and white

Inside information taken down note by note
A silent footstep that's all she wrote
Shit that's all she wrote
No need to worry the baby's gone to bed
Dreaming dirty dreams in black and white and read
Now I got nothing to fear
Is this the scoop of the year
Headlines on my bathroom wall in black and white

. . .


She walked into the room
Her hand upon her hip
Said look out boy
I'll make your backbone slip
She looked straight at me
The devil in her eye
I knew what I was getting but took it by surprise
No fooling
She really knocked the stuffing out of me
Some woman a hard lovin' woman
She chewed me up and spat me out

Some woman
She's a hard lovin' woman
Some woman a hard lovin' woman

She didn't wear nothing but a smile upon her face
Licking her lips but I had the taste
Her temperature was rising
I was coming to the boil
Her fires were burning she was pouring on the oil
I do not jest she really took me to the cleaners
Some woman
I felt just great when she pulled her 38's

It started with a smile
It turned into a laugh
It ended with a scream
I said enough's enough
Never heard a word she wouldn't let go
A man's a man and every woman ought to know
And there I was
And she was dancing
Some woman here we go again

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Well there must have been a reason for the smile that you had upon your face last night
Are you the cat that got the cream did you lick your lips did you close your eyes
Can you imagine how it feels it's so hard to reveal
Oh I can't get through and I'm falling
I'm getting out I'm losing ground
The spanish archer's gonna bring you down

Is there someone somewhere waiting in the wings to take my place
Let's not drag it out like a cagney death scene
In this season of change it's not hard to explain
Like the leaves on the trees I'm falling
And as you turn don't look away
The spanish archer's gonna make you pay

Do you remember when the sky was blue we used to talk for miles
And now we drive along in this thundering silence
It's such an obvious lie with that easy smile of yours
I'm letting go and I'm falling
I'm getting out losing ground
The spanish archer's gonna bring you down

Well is there something I can say as we stumble to the edge have we gone too far
Why don't we call it a day before we call it a nightmare darlin'
If we made a mistake then all that it takes to be free
Is the wave of a hand and you're falling and as you turn don't look away
The spanish archer's gonna make you pay

. . .


Strangeways
Strange
Strange

I was born into
confusion
my mother said to me when you
become a man you'll understand
but it's still a mystery
and if you want to get ahead
get some decent clothes
the only way to make it
dress the part
that gets right up my nose

and it think to myself in this river of doubt
this is something i can do without
but strangeways is what i got

the indians are coming
i saw it on tv
they're 20,000 strong
but they always get depleted by the cavalry
salvation is at hand it's guaranteed
just send a donation straight to god 1-800 toll free

and i think to myself in this academy of fear
where am i going what am i doing here
but strangeways is all i got

have you seen the headlines
princess engaged
3 million out of work
but that's on the 2nd page
the alien has landed
finger in his ear
can't hear a word i am saying
but that ain't such a bad idea

and i think to myself in this cradle of
lust
ashes to ashes and dust to dust
but strangeways is all you
get

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Flying to Salt Lake City
Seats 3a and b
I was down and needed a window
But in 3a sat Mitzi Dupree
She said Hi I am Mitzi
The queen of the ping pong
Where you going boy
I said nowhere
She said I'm movng on
I thought what is this
I cannot resist
Here she is
And I've always wanted a girl
With a name
A name like Mitzi Dupree

She said what do you do
I said I'm a singer in a band
She said ya I'm an entertainer
Reached out and took my hand
She was going to a mining town
Way up north to do her show
I said it must be cold up there
She said depends on who you know
Oh that look in her eye
I can tell you no lies
I'm just a man
She made me feel like a king in my mind
I love you Mitzi Dupree

I said what is this queen of the ping pong business
She smiled what do you think
It has no connection with China
I said oow have another drink
Well I knew right away
That I'd seen her act before
In a room behind a kitchen in Bangkok
And three or four times more in Singapore
She may not be the first
But I know she ain't the worst
She was mine but I ran out of time
I miss you I love you Mitzi Dupree
My darling Mitzi Dupree

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Don't turn off the light
You might draw the Queen of Spades
Don't shut the door
You don't need to be alone
I won't bring you no food
There might be some poison in your meat
I've got to know are you dead or alive
Don't shut the door are you dead or alive
Dead or alive
Pick your window you're leaving

Don't look in the mirror
With a dollar up your face
You've got money to burn
You're cheap at half the price
Oh don't powder your nose
Don't blow your brains just for the the crack
I've got to know are you dead or alive
Just for the crack are you dead or alive
Dead or alive
Pick your window you're leaving

You're running so fast
But you know you're standing still
I'm afraid of your shadow
And the knife in it's hand
You're dancing with death
To the tune of the dealer
And he don't care
Don't give a toss
Don't want to know if you're dead or alive
Don't want to know if you're dead or alive
Dead or alive
Pick your window you're leaving

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