1972
Vertigo
Line up: Peter Hesslein - Lead Guitars/Vocals/Percussion Peter Hecht - Keyboards John Lawton- Lead Vocals Dieter Horns - Bass Joachim Rietenbach - Drums
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Where the Groupies Killed the Blues 1972 Vertigo |
Line up: Peter Hesslein - Lead Guitars/Vocals/Percussion Peter Hecht - Keyboards John Lawton- Lead Vocals Dieter Horns - Bass Joachim Rietenbach - Drums |
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Hobo Don't know where I'm going Don't know where I came from Just can't seem to find a home Can't seem to settle down The life of a hobo is no fun I'm just a hobo on the run One day of sweating backache One day of freezing rain One year of breaking hard rock Six months jumping rail The life of a hobo is no fun I'm just a hobo on the run What can I do, what can I say Don't even trust the length of the day Only the witness of Southern Jim The life of a hobo is no fun I'm just a hobo on the run What can I do, what can I say Don't even trust the length of the day Only the witness of Southern Jim The life of a hobo is no fun I'm just a hobo on the run |
Rose on the Vine Rose in the vine, there's a holy man drinking my wine Hole in the line Old Sunday morning is raining and shining my way Rose in the vine, drinking my wine So good day ... Is your grass so green and do you ... like people say? A dream came by my way Came falling through my door Do you love me? Or are you Lying in an anarchistic folderol Hydrogen joint - la la, what is the point? Susan burned her mind out yesterday Men came down from town took her away Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Pills in the jar, let them tell you how lucky you are Leapers for two Eggs in one basket immaculate conception How do you do? Rose in the vine, drinking my wine So fug you |
Mother Please forgive me mother you said I'd never survive alone Swimming in and out of dreams that you could Never piece together in the silence you lost You bore the cost - for this the ring on you finger Happiness was a Sunday afternoon Mummy and daddy are fighting next door The neighbours complained to the wife of the landlord The small hand's on nine and the big hand's on ten It's time for the children to go to bed again (Good bye mother, forgive me and all my sins - say They are forgotten - and so ... to bed!) Pull down the blinds and turn on the music You gotta roll off - I'm gonna roll on Turn off your mind and roll to the music I'm gonna go pop before it's begun Please forgive me mother if I appear to be far away Slipping in and out of arms that try to Hold me down forever till the dust us do part Hand on my heart: It's true A light in your window Suppertime The shipwreck of your life! Poor little Dinah, she's leaving home She's going to marry a man in a hurry Monday and Tuesday still on the phone And mother can't work for a while though worrying (Goodbye Mother, You tried so to put the blame on The world around you and so ... To bed) |
Where the Groupies Killed the Blues Onward marching to the "Rock of Ages" Torn-off pages from a magazine Soldiers fading from the Earth - degrading Sun's lost out to margarine Kingdoms, empires read in tea-leaves Everybody fold your hands upon your heads And hear the news Somebody somewhere somehow sometime Looked behind the Arass Where the groupies killed the blues Heavy sounds in the summertime - ooh - Chicago learns that black is black Heavy ground all along the Berlin line Humpety-Dumpety won't go back Poni mai Classrooms and Sunday school Where Jesus saved the world Kingsize and extra cool And when the smoke unfurled Straight lanes of lemon trees Where Palestine prayed on its bended knees To mankind Subway moonlight for a flight of fancy To a smiling face gone underground Advertising 'stead of law revising Pay your money, stick around Pilgrim soldiers on a trip to nowhere With a one-way ticket in their hands Soap suds sliding to the Foam Crest riding Palestine: whose promised land? Heavy sounds in the summertime - ooh - Chicago learns that black is black Heavy ground all along the Berlin line Humpety-Dumpety won't go back won't go back |
Prince of Darkness Hail the black redeemer, how long you been away Caliph of the darkness, I miss you every day I got this terrible feeling and don't know what to say Show me how to face the morning, teach me how to play The bad man keeps a callin' - He's hungry for my soul But down to you I'm coming, When death collects his toll The symbols on my door are changing every day So hail the prince of doom and darkness - Help me on my way Down to your world go I Into your flames I fly Master of the moonlight, visit me this day Tell me what I want to know and help me fly away Let me feel the fire melt into my soul Send the baking desert wind from pole to frozen pole With your breath of fire fan this deathly mask Let the needle kiss my vein and give me all I ask Please don't let the dealer's heart grow hard if I can't pay Hail the prince of Doom and Darkness - Help me on my way Down to your world go I Into your flames I fly |
Summerdream Hesslein/O'Brien Docker Summer dream you killed the Queen And all the sea's a'fire Where is the sister gone again, oh father? You stole the tarts and joined the queue To cool a fool's desire Oh won't you stop the clock Eternity might wait for ever ... Whe the room around the fading shadows of a lifetime Where is my heart beat been and gone, oh mother! Life was just a port of call - a paranoic pastime Where's the joke in being me at all to face The grave now |
Burning Ships To think that I once called you friend The changes that you put me through And now it seems a change of plan Is all that I could do for you Though your thoughts are on the ebbing tide And you'll whisper at another stranger's side Remember I'm the one who brought you your lady Leave your burning ships to die Maybe you'll wonder in your time And see the flame of mighty land The treasures of a thousand kings Lay buried in the drifting sand But you will go on your way Out of sight with nothing to say Remember I'm the one who brought you your lady Leave your burning ships to die |