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She Went Nova
03:34
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. She Went Nova
Oh, her scream was so primal
And her thoughts were all over
When she thought she exploded
When she screamed she went nova
Been hemmed in for a long time
And the time had to come
To break out of her past life
And step up to the Sun
The level rose like a crescent moon
Never so much had been said so soon in a long time
The satellites just came and went
Never understood never did make much sense to them anyway
Looking back o’er her past life
For the truth to explore
From the wise lips of sages
Was her long story told
It came over the airwaves
A low-frequency hum
Those that heard it got sober
Those that didn't got drunk
The level rose like a crescent moon
Never so much had been said so soon in a long time
The satellites just came and went
Never understood never did make much sense to them anyway
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Travelling Shoes
02:39
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Travelling Shoes
Travelling shoes, travelling shoes
The time will come for you to go
It be might be quick, it could be slow
But while the going’s good
Just you hold it in your hand
And when there’s nothing left for you to do
Your work’s been done and the day is through
Put on your travelling shoes
Travelling shoes, travelling shoes
With just the clothes upon your back
And that lucky, floppy, hippy hatDon’t forget to take some coins
For the ferryman
And when you’re ferried to that brand new home
I’m sure you won’t feel so alone, and you can
Take off your travelling shoes
And when you’ve finally gone
This old world will tumble on
I’ll know that you’ll have been
And I’ll see you in my dreams
And when they ask you what you’ve done
Say that you travelled wide and far
And watched the past turn into sand
In shades of black and blue
And that if you could you’d travel on
But suddenly the ferry’s gone (and you’ve)
Hung up your travelling shoes
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3. |
Deal Go Down
02:50
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Deal Go Down (adapted from the traditional - USA)
Oh, don't let your deal go down
Never let your deal go down
Don't let your deal go down
Before your last gold dollar is gone
I've been right around this whole wide world
Been down to sunny Alabam
My momma she always told me son
Never let your deal go down
Well, the last time I seen that gal o’ mine
She was standing in the door
Said honey I’ll be a long time gone
You’ll never see your gal no more
Where did you get them high top shoes?
Dress you wear so fine?
Got my shoes from a railroad man
The dress from a driver in the mine
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4. |
Little Big Fish
03:15
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Little Big Fish
Big fish, little fish living in the sea
One day little fish ups and leaves
Says I no longer like your company
All you ever want to do is to eat me
Please, oh please, don’t go
Big Fish began to blow
How else could my life go on?
If you leave I’m a long-gone daddy-o
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Big house, little house sitting on a hill
Big house says you’re so little still
It spoils the view from my windowsill
Move on over to that big landfill
You know I’d hate to go
I love this mountain so
The air is clear and crisp and clean
Just today it smells a little mean
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Big man, little man wish upon a star
Big man thinks I’m better by far
God gave me a big head start
You’ll just have to play your part
Our gods are not the same
My pain won’t be your gain
I’ll rise above your own benchmark
Carry your load on your own back
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Liar, Liar
02:38
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Liar, Liar
In this old world that we’re living in
To lie no longer is a sin
You lie out loud and you lie out clear
Just make sure everybody hears
Barefaced lying you can tell
With advertising sells oh so well
Market place got no borderline
It’s open season for barefaced lying
Liar, liar
Pants on fire
Keep on lying to get higher
Liar, liar
Getting higher
Flames are racing up the pyre
Give that old, honest truth a miss
Swap it for a dark angel’s kiss
It’s a luxury that you can afford
Just leave Hail Marys at the door
See you run up against the wall
With your pocket watch and all
Scent of sin upon the tracks
As the lied-to turn on your back
Liar, liar
Pants on fire
Keep on lying to get higher
Liar, liar
Getting higher
Flames are racing up the pyre
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6. |
Bits Of You
03:46
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Bits Of You
When I woke up this morning your face was still there
Bits of you floating in my dreams somewhere
But there you are right here just where I need you to be
The morning breeze leaves with moments and stories
Saying everything here is so transitory
But no fleeting wind’s going to take your glory from me
It is, it was, it always will be
Like a ship on the ocean
A number-nine potion
Her own melody
There is, there was, there always will be
A bird on the wing
A note in the stream
And a free harmony
The day meanders on without any hurry
Pays no heed to woe, has no need to worry
There it goes rambling just where it ought to be
And little bits of you light up my day
Helping to keep time a-ticking away
And even with eyes closed that light leads me to see
It is, it was, it always will be
Like a ship on the ocean
A number-nine potion
Her own melody
There is, there was, there always will be
A bird on the wing
A note in the stream
And a free harmony
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Waiting for the End of the World
I hear you coming but when you gonna come
I hear you coming but when you gonna come
Train’s left the station, the milkman’s been and gone
And everybody’s just-a waiting for the end of the world
You lit out from Memphis, honey, with a smoking gun
You lit out from Memphis, honey, with a smoking gun
Like a half-shut knife with your hair undone
And everybody down there knows you’re on the run
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8. |
Course Of The Road
02:50
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Course Of The Road
The time that it takes
To cover the distance
Between where you’re going and where you’ve been
Is just an ordinary lifetime of
Changing tyres and oiling engines
To cover the distance ‘till the end
Follow the course of the road for a while
The journey over yonder
Can be travelled in an instant
If you care to forget about the time
I just set the motor running
And keep my speed consistent
Both time and space get along just fine
Follow the course of the road, for a while
Follow the course of the road, for a while
What sense does it make?
To put up so much resistance
When the way ahead is rarely seen
So I pump up the gas and feel the tide
Run under my existence
You reach your destination, it would seem
Follow the course of the road, for a while
Follow the course of the road, for a while
Follow the course of the road
Follow the course of the road
Follow the course of the road, for a while
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Rob Ross Algeciras, Spain
Written, played and sung with a number of bands and musical friends since the seventies in Scotland and in Spain.
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