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Tema: Genesis - Tekstovi Pesama

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    Podrazumevano Odg: Genesis - Tekstovi Pesama

    "The Battle Of Epping Forest"

    [Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting over East-End Protection rights.]

    Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars - luxury cars.
    Each has got its load of convertible bars, cutlery cars - superscars!
    For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,
    'cos they disagree on a gangland boundary.
    They disagree on a gangland boundary.

    There's Willy Wright and his boys -
    one helluva noise, that's Billy's boys!
    With fully-fashioned mugs, that's Little John's thugs,
    the Barking Slugs - supersmugs!
    For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,
    yes these Christian soldiers fight to protect the poor.
    East end heroes got to score in...

    the Battle of Epping Forest,
    yes it's the Battle of Epping Forest,
    right outside your door.
    You ain't seen nothing like it.
    No, you ain't seen nothing like it,
    not since the Civil War.

    Coming over the hill are the boys of Bill,
    and Johnny's lads stand very still.
    With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout
    - there's no guns in this gentleman's bout.
    Georgie moves in on the outside left
    with a chain flying round his head;
    and Harold Demure, from Art Literature,
    nips up the nearest tree.
    (Here come the cavalry!)

    Amidst the battle roar,
    accountants keep the score: 10-4.
    They've never been alone, after getting a radiophone.
    The bluebells are ringing for Sweetmeal Sam, real ham,
    handing out bread and jam just like any picnic.

    It's 5-4 on William Wright; he made his pile on Derby night.
    When Billy was a kid, walking the streets,
    the other kids hid - so they did!
    And now, after working hard in security trade, he's got it made.
    The shops that need aid are those that haven't paid.

    "I do my double-show quick!" said Mick the Prick, fresh out the nick.
    "I sell cheap holiday. The minute they leave,
    then a visit I pay - and does it pay!"
    And his friend, Liquid Len by name,
    of Wine, Women and Wandsworth fame,
    said "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framed!"

    They called me the Reverend when I entered the Church unstained;
    my employers have changed but the name has remained.
    It all began when I went on a tour,
    hoping to find some furniture.
    I followed a sign - it said "Beautiful Chest".
    It led to a lady who showed me her best.
    She was taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.
    So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
    Bob the Nob came out on his job
    to see what the trouble was.
    "Louise, is the Reverend hard to please?"
    "You're telling me!"
    "Perhaps, sir, if it's not too late.
    we could interest you in our old-fashioned Staffordshire plate?"
    "Oh no, not me, I'm a man of repute."
    But the Devil caught hold of my soul and a voice called out "Shoot!"

    To save my steeple, I visited people;
    for this I'd gone when I met Little John.
    His name came, I understood,
    when the judge said "You're a robbing hood."
    He told me of his strange foundation,
    conceived on sight of the Woodstock nation;
    he'd had to hide his reputation.
    When poor, 'twas salvation from door to door.
    But now, with a pin-up guru every week,
    it's Love, Peace & Truth Incorporated for all who seek.

    He employed me as a karma-ma-mechanic, with overall charms.
    His hands were then fit to receive, receive alms.
    That's why we're in

    the Battle of Epping Forest,
    yes it's the Battle of Epping Forest,
    right outside your door.
    We guard your souls for peanuts,
    and we guard your shops and houses
    for just a little more.

    In with a left hook is the Bethnal Green Butcher,
    but he's countered on the right by Mick's chain-gang fight,
    and Liquid Len, with his smashed bottle men,
    is lobbing Bob the Nob across the gob.
    With his kisser in a mess, Bob seems under stress,
    but Jones the Jug hits Len right in the mug;
    and Harold Demure, who's still not quite sure,
    fires acorns from out of his sling.
    (Here come the cavalry!)

    Up, up above the crowd,
    inside their Silver Cloud, done proud,
    the bold and brazen brass, seen darkly through the glass.
    The butler's got jam on his Rolls; Roy doles out the lot,
    with tea from a silver pot just like any picnic.

    Along the Forest Road, it's the end of the day
    and the Clouds roll away.
    Each has got its load - they'll come out for the count
    at the break-in of day.
    When the limos return for their final review, it's all thru'
    - all they can see is the morning goo.
    "There's no-one left alive - must be draw."
    So the Blackcap Barons toss a coin to settle the score.

     
     
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    Podrazumevano Odg: Genesis - Tekstovi Pesama

    "The Cinema Show"

    Home from work our Juliet
    Clears her morning meal.
    She dabs her skin with pretty smells
    Concealing to appeal.
    I will make my bed,
    She said, but turned to go.
    Can she be late for her cinema show?

    Romeo locks his basement flat,
    And scurries up the stair.
    With head held high and floral tie,
    A weekend millionaire.
    I will make my bed
    With her tonight, he cries.
    Can he fail armed with his chocolate surprise?

    Take a little trip back with father Tiresias,
    Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through.
    I have crossed between the poles, for me there's no mystery.
    Once a man, like the sea I raged,
    Once a woman, like the earth I gave.
    But there is in fact more earth than sea.

    Take a little trip back with father Tiresias,
    Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through.
    I have crossed between the poles, for me there's no mystery.
    Once a man, like the sea I raged,
    Once a woman, like the earth I gave.
    But there is in fact more earth than sea.

     
     
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    Podrazumevano Odg: Genesis - Tekstovi Pesama

    "Aisle Of Plenty"

    "I don't belong here", said old Tessa out loud.
    "Easy, love, there's the Safe Way Home."
    - thankful for her Fine Fair discount, Tess Co-operates

    Still alone in o-hell-o
    - see the deadly nightshade grow

    ENGLISH RIBS OF BEEF CUT DOWN TO 47p LB
    PEEK FREANS FAMILY ASSORTED FROM 17 1/2 to 12
    FAIRY LIQUID GIANT - SLASHED FROM 20p TO 17 1/2
    TABLE JELLYS AT 4p EACH
    ANCHOR BUTTER DOWN TO 11p FOR A 1/2
    BIRDS EYE DAIRY CREAM SPONGE ON OFFER THIS WEEK.

    It's Scrambled Eggs.

     
     
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    "The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway"

    And the lamb lies down on Broadway

    Early morning Manhattan
    Ocean winds blow on the land
    The Movie-Palace is now undone
    The all-night watchmen have had their fun
    Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show
    It's the same old ending-time to go
    Get out
    It seems they cannot leave their dream
    There's something moving in the sidewalk steam
    And the lamb lies down on Broadway

    Nightime's flyers feel their pains
    Drugstore takes down the chains
    Metal motion comes in bursts
    But the gas station can quench that thirst
    Suspension cracked on unmade road
    The trucker's eyes read 'Overload'
    And out on the subway
    Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid
    Exits into daylight, spraygun hid
    And the lamb lies down on Broadway

    The lamb seems right out of place
    Yet the Broadway street scene finds a focus in its face
    Somehow it's lying there
    Brings a stillness to the air
    Though man-made light, at night is very bright
    There's no whitewash victim
    As the neons dim, to the coat of white
    Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid
    Wipes his gun - he's forgotten what he did
    And the lamb lies down on Broadway

    Suzanne tired her work all done
    Thinks money-honey-be on-neon
    Cabman's velvet glove sounds the horn
    And the sawdust king spits out his scorn
    Wonder women you can draw your blind
    Don't look at me! I'm not your kind
    I'm Rael
    Something inside me has just begun
    Lord knows what I have done
    And the lamb lies down on Broadway
    On Broadway
    They say the lights are always bright on Broadway
    They say there's always magic in the air

     
     
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    "Fly On A Windshield"

    There's something solid forming in the air,
    The wall of death is lowered in Times Square.
    No-one seems to care,
    They carry on as if nothing was there.
    The wind is blowing harder now,
    Blowing dust into my eyes.
    The dust settles on my skin,
    Making a crust I cannot move in
    And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the freeway.

     
     
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    "Broadway Melody Of 1974"

    Echoes of the Broadway Everglades,
    With her mythical madonnas still walking in their shades:
    Lenny Bruce, declares a truce and plays his other hand.
    Marshall McLuhan, casual viewin', head buried in the sand.
    Sirens on the rooftops wailing, but there's no ship sailing.
    Groucho, with his movies trailing, stands alone with his punchline failing.
    Klu Klux Klan serve hot soul food and the band plays 'In the Mood'
    The cheerleader waves her cyanide wand, there's a smell of
    peach blossom and bitter almonde.
    Caryl Chessman sniffs the air and leads the parade, he know in a scent,
    you can bottle all you made.
    There's Howard Hughes in blue suede shoes, smiling at the majorettes
    smoking Winston Cigarettes.
    And as the song and dance begins, the children play at home
    with needles; needles and pins.

     
     
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    Podrazumevano Odg: Genesis - Tekstovi Pesama

    "Cuckoo Cocoon"

    Wrapped up in some powdered wool- I guess I'm losing touch
    Don't tell me this is dying, 'cos I ain't changed that much
    The only sound is water drops, I wonder where the hell I am
    Some kind of jam?
    Cuckoo Cocoon have I come to, too soon for you?

    There's nothing I can recognize; this is nowhere that I've known
    With no sign of life at all, I guess that I'm alone
    And I feel so secure that I know this can't be real but I feel good
    Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you?

    I wonder if I'm a prisoner locked up in some Brooklyn jail
    Or some sort of Jonah shut up inside the whale
    No - I'm still Rael and I'm stuck in some kind of cave
    What could've saved me?
    Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you?

     
     
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    "In The Cage"

    I got sunshine in my stomach
    Like I just rocked my baby to sleep
    I got sunshine in my stomach
    But I can't keep me from creeping sleep
    Sleep, deep in the deep

    Rock-face moves to press my skin
    White liquid turn sour within
    Turn fast - turn sour
    Turn sweat - turn sour
    Must tell myself that I'm not here
    I'm drowning in a liquid fear
    Bottled in a strong compression
    My distortion shows obsession
    In the cave
    Get me out of this cave

    If I keep my self-control
    I'll be safe in my soul
    And the childhood belief
    Brings a moment's relief
    But my cynic soon returns
    And the lifeboat burns
    My spirit just never learns

    Stalactites, stalagmites
    Shut me in, lock me tight
    Lips are dry, throat is dry
    Feel like burning, stomach churning
    I'm dressed up in a white costume
    Padding out leftover room
    Body stretching, feel the retching
    In the cage
    Get me out of the cage

    In the glare of a light
    I see a strange kind of sight
    Of cages joined to form a star
    Each person can't go very far
    All tied to their things
    They are netted by their strings
    Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings

    Outside the cage I see my Brother John
    He turns his head so slowly round
    I cry out help! Before he can be gone
    And he looks at me without a sound
    And I shout out 'John please help me!'
    But he does not even want to try to speak
    I'm helpless in my violent rage
    And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek
    And I watch him turn away and leave the cage
    My little runaway

    (Raindrops keep failing on my head, they keep falling on my...)

    In a trap, feel a strap
    Holding still. Pinned for kill
    Chances narrow that I'll make it
    In the cushioned straight-jacket
    Just like 22nd Street
    When they got me by my neck and feet
    Pressures building, can't take more
    My headaches charge. My earaches roar
    In this pain
    Get me out of this pain

    If I could change to liquid
    I could fill the cracks up in the rock
    But I know that I am solid
    And I am my own bad luck
    But outside John disappears and my cage dissolves
    And without any reason my body revolves

    Keep on turning
    Keep on turning
    Turning around
    Spinning around

     
     
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    "The Grand Parade Of Lifeless Packaging"

    "The last great adventure left to mankind"
    -Screams a drooping lady
    offering her dreamdolls at less than extortionate prices,
    and as the notes and coins are taken out
    I'm taken in, to the factory floor.

    For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
    -All ready to use
    the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
    -just need a fuse.

    Got people stocked in every shade,
    Must be doing well with trade.
    Stamped, addressed, in odd fatality.
    That evens out their personality.
    With profit potential marked by a sign,
    I can recognise some of the production line,
    No bite at all in labour bondage,
    Just wrinkled wrappers or human bandage.

    The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
    -All ready to use
    It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
    -just need a fuse.

    The hall runs like clockwork
    Their hands mark out the time,
    Empty in their fullness
    Like a frozen pantomime.
    Everyone's a sales representative
    Wearing slogans in their shrine.
    Dishing out failsafe superlative,
    Brothere John is No. 9.

    For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
    -All ready to use
    It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
    -just need a fuse.

    The decor on the ceiling
    has planned out their future day
    I see no sign of free will,
    so I guess I'll have to pay,
    pay my way,
    for the Grand Parade.
    for the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
    -All ready to use
    the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
    -just need a fuse.

     
     
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    "Back In N.Y.C."

    I see faces and traces of home back in New York City
    So you think I'm a tough kid? Is that what you heard?
    Well I like to see some action and it gets into my blood
    The call me the trail blazer-Rael-electric razor
    I'm the pitcher in the chain gang, we don't believe in pain
    'Cos we're only as strong, yes we're only as strong
    As the weakest link in the chain
    Let me out of Pontiac when I was just seventeen
    I had to get it out of me, if you know what I mean, what I mean

    You say I must be crazy, 'cos I don't care who I hit, who I hit
    But I know it's me that's hitting out and I'm not full of shit
    I don't care who I hurt, I don't care who I do wrong
    This is your mess I'm stuck in, I really don't belong
    When I take out my bottle, filled up high with gasoline
    You can tell by the night fires where Rael has been, has been

    As I cuddled the porcupine
    He said I had none to blame, but me
    Held my heart, deep in hair
    Time to shave, shave it off, it off
    No time for romantic escape
    When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
    No time for romantic escape
    When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
    No time for romantic escape
    When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
    Off we go. Off we go. Off we go. Off we go

    You're sitting in your comfort you don't believe I'm real
    You cannot buy protection from the way that I feel
    Your progressive hypocrites hand out their trash
    But it was mine in the first place, so I'll burn it to ash
    And I've tasted all the strongest meats
    And laid them down in coloured sheets
    Laid them down in coloured sheets
    Who needs illusion of love and affection
    When you're out walking in the streets with your mainline connection? Connection

    As I cuddle the porcupine
    He said I had none to blame, but me
    Held my heart, deep in hair
    Time to shave, shave it off, it off
    No time for romantic escape
    When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
    No time for romantic escape
    When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
    No time for romantic escape
    When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
    No time

     
     
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