Steve Hackett Album

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Find me ninety miles from Cuba
In a land that has no borders
If the bomb can do it for you
We refuse to take your orders
We remember what you taught us
Time to get out while you can

Twenty-three and one half billion
Joints were smoked by lunchtime Thursday
On the Steppes its not so easy
Vodka helps them sing much stronger
Place your bets which side lives longer
Time to get out while you can

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Endless fog and rain
Grounded 'plane
There an unshaved man
Was exchanged

Wonder if, a cold grey sky
They led me here to die
You can telephone from here
When you wish
Time to run away from here
Won't be missed at all

Turn the snow to red
Someone fled
Tell the viewers
Were you starved or fed?

Running wild, a hunted deer
Her eyes were filled with fear
People dream in colour here
So they said
Shine your shoes from ear to ear
Right or left the west

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Round and round and up and down
Drinking all the wine we found
Not so easy to remain
Steady happy

Say it soft and say it slow
Tell me what I want to know
Pour it ‘till it overflows
Love may come and love may go
Such a pity

Yes I'm such a simple man
Just book me on the flight
Every day's another place
Playing into the night
And you can't unwind
You're wrecked before the show
Everything's fine when you feel that
Johnny go go go

Will you play tonight for me?
Promise I'll do my best
Yes rock music should be free
Money's worth less and less
And the walls should be cracked
Four red faces make a noise
All dressed in black
I can't tell if they are girls
or boys

I'll tell you a story
About a girl who came my way
We upped and married
Three kids a dog in Sante Fe
Now she's gone I'm by myself

I'm gonna join
A sentimental institution
I'm gonna pack
Pack all my little old blues away
But I didn't stay left on the shelf

Mrs Johnson from Wisconsin
She's a widow plain to see
And Minnesota from Dakota
Likes the way I make her tea
Sweet as candy

I'm gonna join
A sentimental institution
With no-one to stop me
From playing Benny Goodman all day
So if you want romance
Just step my way
The band starts to play

I can thrill her
With Glenn Miller
Or a song from
Louis Armstrong
With Jim Dorsey
Or Arty Shaw we
Know this magic
Can't go wrong

Old and lovely
She's so wealthy
But so ugly
I've gone crazy
Someone help me do