Gene Clark - Day for night
Tekst :
Somewhere in passage of morning to night
Figures fade into the wind
Delighted in trials and purposely exiled
Trying to trade the day for the night
Shades of evening purple empty space
Where everybody screams like they re all true
Shadows of morning curtains of twilight
Trying to trade the day for the night
Deep misunderstandings have echoed through the years
Judge and you will be judged wrong or right
I wonder why she still stands there her face in tears
Trying to trade the day for the night
Regiments of our lives and tigers silver stripes
Can t pass each other without taking life
Believe me I have seen the last fine bird in flight
Trying to trade the day for the night
Trying to trade the day for the night
Gene Clark - Home run king
Tekst :
Well I saw it clear today that we were all more than only refugees
And the heads of state called out all of their reserves
So they could postpone World War III
I can hear the morning crier yellin read all about it here s the truth
You are either just the newspaper boy or you re either Babe Ruth
Now how could we have been put upon this planet
Fools enough to think that we could be
The first to form a civilized envolvement from the charismatic sea
There s a ten year old in the alley
Throws a hard ball off the wall that is the truth
He knows you re either just the newspaper boy or you re either Babe Ruth
The home run king
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We can all dream up some explicit rationalized dream
Of exactly who we are
While the rockin rolling home run king
Keeps the black madonna sleepin with a star
Now it doesn t matter how much bread you can spend
So you can hold the center booth
You are either just the newspaper boy or you re either Babe Ruth
Gene Clark - The french girl
Tekst :
Three silver rings on slim hands waiting
Flash bright in candlelight through Sunday s early morn
We found a room that rainy morning
She took my hand through winding roads and led me home
Some red French wine when later waking
In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair
She laughed each time I asked her name
Made promises to meet again
But her friends down at the French café
Had no English words for me
So you may find above the border
A girl with silver rings, I never knew her name
You re bound to lose, she s too much for you
She ll leave you lost one rainy morn, you won t be the same
She laughed each time I asked her name
Made promises to meet again
But her friends down at the French café
Had no English words for me
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Hanging on this post
In my dirty clothes
Try to concentrate on You
But I keep forgetting
Safe enough to not let go
Scared enough to not release
Open up to drink the wind
You tear me up when you come in
Take me down, shake me out
Give me...
Krajobraz łasi sie jak pies
To wieczór po nielekkim dniu
Autobus stanął możesz wysiąść wejść
Lecz Anna już nie mieszka tu
Lecz Anna już nie mieszka tu
Za rzekę w cień starych drzew
Pobiegła kiedyś środkiem dnia
Muzykę wzieła z sobą jakiś...
Look at you baby
Standing in the shadows wondering what I m doing here
Wishing something would happen, maybe I could disappear
She walks in with that look in her eye
Somehow she doesn t even have to try
Just kick off your shoes, get...
I ll never be sad, I ll never be lonely
I ll never be hungry and I ll never be homely
Never make a noise when I m kissing a boy
Amen amen
Old John Paul is keepin a tab
In his big red folder
At night he is dreaming
Of hollow candle holders
Big is the...
Walking all alone, back in the park
Whispering shadows of old trees like skeletons in the dark
Hear them rustling in the autumn air
And the moon high above the clouds I guess she doesn t care
Oh, when the shadows are falling, the future...