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1971 |
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5. | First Movement (Jumping Biz) |
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7. | Manhattan Rumble (49th Street Massacre) |
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* | Mr. Radio (Take 9 from the 2006 remastered edition) |
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Did you see your friend crying from his eyes today?
Did you see him run through the streets and far away?
Aah
Did you see him run, did you see him fall?
Did his life flash by at the bedroom door?
Did you hear the news it came across the air today?
Someone has been found on the rocks down in the bay
Ahhh
Did you see him hide, did you see him crawl?
Does his life mean more than it did before?
Did you see that man running through the streets today?
Did you catch his face, was it 10538?
Ahhhh
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Someone is waiting, lurking in the trees
The spirit of her is walking back to me
Ah, look at me now feeling emotion
Ah, look at me now
The King of the castle brought her to her knees
Gave the Salvation Army girl a squeeze
Ah, look at me now feeling emotion
Ah, look at me now
Look at me now
Now she's a sallow face
Scattering her lace - on dewy ground
Ah, I keep searching my head
Now it's spinning around
Lifting her head, her countenance redeemed
Re-acted the murder by the silver stream
Ah, look at me now displaying emotion
Ah, look at me now
Look at me now so cold and yet so brave
Weave me some wings to take me to her grave
Ah, look at me now feeling emotion
Ah, look at me now
Look at me now
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Who thanked the Lord for the clothes
That she wore and mended?
Nellie with the big old-fashioned eyes
Who won the heart of a crowd
Tore apart, took a bow?
Nellie, there's a different world backstage.
I see the floodlights burning
I hear the band play on
Now Nellie takes her bow.
She said she really could not stay
Nellie had a brand-new play to play
And so she paints her face and smiles
And she'll be someone else in a while.
I see the floodlights burning
I hear the band play on
Now Nellie takes her bow.
Just a lonely girl who could not face a broken world,
And so she acts out all her dreams and wishes that's how it had been
But when the audience is near, it seems as though she doesn't even care.
Nellie just sent me a line to tell me she was doing fine
She got the lead and on Broadway and really digging her today
And as she turns the final page, living
Someone's life upon the stage.
I see the floodlights burning
I hear the band play on
Now Nellie takes her bow.
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My Lord King,
You stoop to betray your own people,
And even in the eyes of God,
Do you not relent?
I am therefore bound by no other course -
I shall raise an army;
Together we will march against you and your kind,
And every born man will fight to regain his own freedom,
And cleanse his wretched soul.
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First Movement (Jumping Biz) |
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Hello, Mr. Radio, you friendly station,
So glad of your company, your morning music.
My wife she ran away, she left our home,
And though you're here with me, I'm on my own.
Hello, Mr. Radio, you friendly speaker,
You played my request today, request to see her.
Your voice comes riding home across the air,
You travel 'round the world, but still you're here.
I heard on the news, today the world is no good,
But if she returns today, mine could be so good.
I look into the sky, your waves rush by,
The weatherman has lied, it makes me cry.
Hello, Mr. Radio, do I disturb you?
Sometimes I forget my place, I seem to know you.
I miss you when you close, you'll never know,
And when your programmes go, I'm on my own.
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Manhattan Rumble (49th Street Massacre) |
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Queen of the hours lies waiting for the wind to blow away the veil of time.
Slowly now the threads of age are starting to unwind.
Queen of the hours,
Along, along, along the path of time, of time,
She is still
The clock shall tell the tale
When all is well, is well.
Black was the night that came in from the East and caused the land to sleep.
Riding on a storm, it carved a message in Isabella Creek.
Queen of the hours,
Along, along, along the path of time, of time,
She is still
The clock shall tell the tale
When all is well, is well.
Dawn is the death wish night has passed away, it left the sacred flower,
Opened up the grave and bowed its life unto the queen of hours.
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Whisper in the night
Over silent evening air
Angel's gown shines white
All at once you're glad she's there
Daughter of your dream shine a guiding light for me
For I'll be here till light
Whisper in the night
Till she has forgiven me
Night turns into gold
So the tide may turn today
Though God gave the world
It's not mine to throw away
Daughter of your dream shine a guiding light for me
For I'll be here till light
Whisper in the night
Till she has forgiven me
La da da - da
Whisper in the night
Till she has forgiven me
Help to face what the day may bring
Angels sing
You were sent to make the night be kind
What will I find
Snowflake bird she comes
Taking grey clouds from your door
Face the midnight sun
You have something to live for
Daughter of your dream shine a guiding light for me
For I'll be here till light
Whisper in the night
Till she has forgiven me
La da da - da
Whisper in the night
Till she has forgiven me
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My Lord King,
You stoop to betray your own people,
And even in the eyes of God,
Do you not relent?
I am therefore bound by no other course -
I shall raise an army;
Together we will march against you and your kind,
And every born man will fight to regain his own freedom,
And cleanse his wretched soul.
. . .
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Who thanked the Lord for the clothes
That she wore and mended?
Nellie with the big old-fashioned eyes
Who won the heart of a crowd
Tore apart, took a bow?
Nellie, there's a different world backstage.
I see the floodlights burning
I hear the band play on
Now Nellie takes her bow.
She said she really could not stay
Nellie had a brand-new play to play
And so she paints her face and smiles
And she'll be someone else in a while.
I see the floodlights burning
I hear the band play on
Now Nellie takes her bow.
Just a lonely girl who could not face a broken world,
And so she acts out all her dreams and wishes that's how it had been
But when the audience is near, it seems as though she doesn't even care.
Nellie just sent me a line to tell me she was doing fine
She got the lead and on Broadway and really digging her today
And as she turns the final page, living
Someone's life upon the stage.
I see the floodlights burning
I hear the band play on
Now Nellie takes her bow.
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Hello, Mr. Radio, you friendly station,
So glad of your company, your morning music.
My wife she ran away, she left our home,
And though you're here with me, I'm on my own.
Hello, Mr. Radio, you friendly speaker,
You played my request today, request to see her.
Your voice comes riding home across the air,
You travel 'round the world, but still you're here.
I heard on the news, today the world is no good,
But if she returns today, mine could be so good.
I look into the sky, your waves rush by,
The weatherman has lied, it makes me cry.
Hello, Mr. Radio, do I disturb you?
Sometimes I forget my place, I seem to know you.
I miss you when you close, you'll never know,
And when your programmes go, I'm on my own.
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Did you see your friend crying from his eyes today?
Did you see him run through the streets and far away?
Aah
Did you see him run, did you see him fall?
Did his life flash by at the bedroom door?
Did you hear the news it came across the air today?
Someone has been found on the rocks down in the bay
Ahhh
Did you see him hide, did you see him crawl?
Does his life mean more than it did before?
Did you see that man running through the streets today?
Did you catch his face, was it 10538?
Ahhhh
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