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Edge of the World
(Levellers, Phil Johnstone and Rev Hammer)
(Levellers: Hello Pig;
Drunk in Public: The
Muddy Road to Invergarry)
(Tabs)
At the edge of the world nothing is said
Call a witness
Conversation is dead
We pray for the coming
But we don't hear a word
We're all waiting around at the edge of the world
The loneliest place I know is my own street
And your very own words
Are the hardest to eat
From the shadows of plastic
Where you shout to be heard
You're just sitting around at the edge of the world
The telephone's lying there on the floor
Somehow the moss just creeps round the door
And everyone's crying from a painful blow
That came down the cables centuries ago
Three men from the East
Correctly concurred
And left us in shackles
At the edge of the world
The edge of the world
Waiting in pieces at the edge of the world
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How Does It
Feel (With Him)?
(Road to Dendron; The Dog Kennel Sessions # 2;
Demo
Tape)
Well the rain, it came before the sun
It can't be helped, what's done is done
The questions I am asking, friend
No answers seem to fit
But the thought that hangs around this room
Arrived here in the afternoon
And honey, how does it feel with him?
I served time upon your floor
Expecting you to offer more
Never once did I doubt you, friend
Nor pressure you to act
Ah the wasted words and squandered time
Hooks me no further up the line (?)
And honey, how does it feel with him?
Chorus:
So how does it feel? How does it feel?
How does it feel with him?
How does it feel, won't you tell me
Just what did you steal
When you made your deal with him
Well never have I met a man
Who could bore me with his shake of hand
His live is spent in weakness
Escaping from his pride
For lover's sake (?) I need to know
Why he is never told to go
And honey, how does it feel with him?
Chorus
Now if we meet us in one year
Perhaps vision will be less unclear
Perhaps you may have seen then
The things I know of now
I hope I never need again
To ask you questions of the ???
Like honey, how does it feel with him
Chorus
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Jack of Green
(Live)
Why don't you sway with me to the wind that shakes
the barley
Shake the winter out of broken bones
I'm your saviour, I'm your saviour once again
Both hands full of sunshine and rain
Chorus:
They say Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack jump over the candle stick
Jack of spades, Jack of kin (?)
Whatever the name I've been lent
Whatever the places that I've been
In springtime they call me Jack of Green
O Jack of the green wood
Why don't you burry me, o you know it will be done
From charcoal I can carve your flowers
O warm earth, let it rise between my toes
Jack Frost has left us for a season
Chorus
I am not hiding here, I'm waiting to get noticed
By the tree of a thousand coloured rags
It is amazing, but you will find your own way back
But first you must find your own way here
Chorus
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Maid of the
River
(A Few Minutes in His Company;
The
Dog Kennel Sessions # 2; Levellers: Zeitgeist)
(Tabs)
She's the maid of the river, so beautiful
plain
As fresh as the country that gave her her name
As crisp as the snow and as swift as the rain
She shone like the sun before all of our games
She shone like a jewel but her price was not
gold
She cried more than most when her story was told
But her people were evil left her barren and cold
And her heart went to market where her body was sold
Chorus:
I said hey hey won't you take me away
Coz I can't see the point in the dawn of the day
So many people gonna take you away
Leave little left except hatred
She's the goddess of love, the goddess in
green
The goddess of all that I've ever seen
Goddess of hope, the goddess in brown
The goddess of all that you've burned to the ground
Chorus
There's all kind of hatred flows out of
man's hands
There's the hatred that strangles the throat of a man
But the worst of all hatred is that which is planned
Against what we have in this goddess of land
Chorus
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My Country Love
(?)
(Live)
There were shadows on the pavement as late summer
faded away
There were chains around his ankles as they carried him away
And he looked like a contender, a champion undone
He was headed for the darkness instead of flying at the sun
Chorus:
And there's many gathered here with us but there's little left to say
You are my country love, but we've got a world to cling to
There were fifty beautiful words of gold, knocking
on our door
Full of everything we needed and we said there's nothing more
So we sat them by the fireside and offered them around
And we put them with the others that the scientists had found
Chorus
There were fifty beautiful words of gold, skipping
off the soul
Oh yeah coming 'cross the water watch them rise and watch them roll
And it doesn't quite seem real, the way the hours go by
When you're laying on the asphalt and you're staring at the sky
Chorus
Thanks to John Quinn for the
lyrics!
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The Power of the Conga
(Men With Ven: Men with Ven)
When Dunga went to Tonga
He mislaid his wonga
He lost the plot
When he lost the lot
Somewhere in his madness
He threw away his sadness
And he is sad no longer
Coz discovered Conga
Chorus:
The power of the Conga
The power of the Conga
It's good for you, it's good for me
The power of the Conga
Everybody Conga
Over land and over sea
World Cup winner Dunga
Felt the calling of Conga
He sold his yacht in Rio
And bought a flat in Onger
He did it with Jane Fonda
In the back of his old Honda
He usually likes 'em blonder
But hey it was Jane Fonda
Chorus
You don't have to buy it lady
You don't have to buy it . . . It's free!
Dunga sang this song
Dancing in his thong
His missus thought he wronged her
Couldn't take it any longer
She took up King Kong
Who was marginally longer.
So Dunga smoked a bong
And went dancing to the Conga
Chorus
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Searchlights
(Night Time; Somewhere in the Distance)
(Road to Dendron; The Dog Kennel Sessions # 2;
Demo Tape;
Levellers: Fantasy;
Levellers: Help)
(Tabs)
I see fences where there was no fence (were
no fences) before
The flesh tearing wire hasn't even rusted round the door
Oh why the beauty that I could bring to you
Outside in the distance (Somewhere in the night time) there is
something (someone) coming through
Oh I say
Outside (Somewhere) in the distance there is something (someone) coming
through
Here beyond the wire they turn the water
black
The men around are paid a weekly wage
Just to turn you back
Oh how they keep their petty kingdoms well in view
Outside in the distance I hear something coming through
(Somewhere in the night time there is someone coming through)
Oh I say
Outside (Somewhere) in the distance there is something (someone) coming
through
Chorus:
Outside in the distance (Somewhere in the night time) where those (the)
searchlights don't go
There's an immigrant who's crouching with a bundle of his clothes
The bushes start a rustling so he takes to his toes
Just singing (Saying) "this is the last of my shows"
Cross-roads is no cross-roads when there's
but one route to take
Your fantasy of liberty is a red sign on the gate
I think these things as I walk along a tree
lined (concrete) avenue
Outside in the distance I hear something coming through
(Somewhere in the night time there is someone coming through)
Oh I say
Outside (Somewhere) in the distance there is something (someone) coming
through
Chorus
(See that man go)
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Shallow
(The Fabbies: Let's
Hear it For the Little Fella)
Well Jesus said to Buddha out on Highway five
Sometimes I wonder if I'm really alive
Christ said Buddha you could use a break
Surf's up baby, the world can wait
Chorus:
I say let's get shallow
Right down to the marrow
The beauty of mathematics, the human eye
One sweet day of the adult mayfly
The wonder of existence, the breath of hope
Dependent economics and the swing of the vote
Chorus
He wandered in the desert 'til they took him away
He changed his name, he found a place to stay
He launched his manifesto on a summer's day
The sun was shining, we all made hay
Chorus
I read Descartes, Kant aswell
The Dalai Lama and Dante's Hell
Zen meditation in a three foot cell
Just to hear one ring of that liberty bell
Chorus
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Sweet
Innocence
(An Evening With Cooking
Vinyl)
The town that you were born is full of dust
and sun and corn
There must be more to life than raising kids
So on hot a (?) summer's day you just upped and ran away
With a travelling man who thought you were nineteen
Pretty soon you could be found where the
stars all hang around
And poverty and lonely nights were rare
And all the gossip press would discuss your evening dress
That you wore to last nights ball or premiere
Chorus:
But oh I say to you, my sweet innocence
Where did you go, well I'd like to know
So that maybe I could win you back again
Well the invites they don't come and the
phone it has not rung
You can't get in where once you couldn't get out
And you will never win, for it was love, not businessmen
Who stole your heart and now you're selling out
Chorus
You were chaperoned by stars, now you're
home to empty bars
Just a feature of the creature of the night
There are ladders in your tights and you're asking lonely men for lights
And you go to them if the price is right
Chorus
Thanks to Colin Horsfield
for his help with the lyrics!
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The Thief and the
Fisherman's Daughter (?)
(Live)
When we were young the north wind blew
And it took all our troubles away
And I made you flowers from wire and clay
And said, stay with me now, my love
Stay with me now, my love
Chorus:
Oh and one fine day in the chapel we'll wed
The thief and the fisherman's daughter
But I broke your heart just like a bone
And I burried it down by the water
One golden sleep (?) the east wind came
And it stripped all the wood from the core
And I fed you fruit from a dreamer's tree
I said, sleep gently now, my love
Sleep gently now, my love
Chorus
Now I sit alone like a pillar of salt
With the dust of the dead in my hair
And the wind, it has ceased and the ocean is still
I say, where are you now, my love?
Where are you now, my love?
Chorus
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The Time for
Moving On (?)
(Live)
Too late, too late to lay your gold and
money down
You know that it's too late, too late to sit in judgment on ourselves
Don't you know that it's too late?
Well it's the time for moving on
Yes indeed, my love, the time for moving on
I see (?) no sense in suffering from now on
We can't turn it all around
Too late, too late to live a lazy day alone
Don't you know that it's too late, too late now to do the things we
have not done
Don't you know that it's too late?
Well it's the time for moving on
Yes indeed, my love, the time for moving on
Everything starts long before it has begun
Long before we came around
Dadadadadadada...
Too soon, sunrise number seven will arrive
We feel it is too soon, the sun will throw itself upon the floor
We feel it is too soon
Well it's the time for moving on
Yes indeed, my love, the time for moving on
The whole world will be lonely from now on
We can't turn it all around
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The Weed that Killed
Elvis
(Levellers, Phil Johnstone and Rev Hammer)
(Levellers: Hello Pig)
The NATO bombs were like sleeping pills
When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis
I took enough to make me ill
When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis
I was public enemy number one
When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis
I chewed Semtex like bubble gum
When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis
Now Slobadan was a tennis pro
When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis
I turned fuckin' Eskimo
When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis
I found a place where I could die
When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis
I found god but I lost an eye
When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis
Happiness was a girl I knew
When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis
I was interviewed on the BBC
When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis
I was ill-advised to wear women's clothes
When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis
But no-one thought that much of me
When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis
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