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the riddle

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  1. Don Quixote
  2. Know How
  3. You Might
  4. Wild Horses
  5. Easy
  6. The Riddle
  7. City of Angels
  8. Roses
  9. Wide Boy
  10. Save The Whale




@SONG: don_quixote (4:57)

your mind can play tricks
makes you what you want to be
just like superheroes
you saw them on tv

coast to coast, wall to wall
got to go, duty calls
here i am
superman, lois lane
saved the world, back again
here i am

in my old, red saloon
i'm a knight in shining armour
if i were asleep, man
i couldn't be much calmer

hit the road, on the run
faster than anyone
here i am 
one for all, all for one
shake the fist, shoot the gun
here i am

don quixote
what do you say?
are we proud?  are we brave?
or just crazy?
don quixote
what do you say?
are we shooting at windmills like you?

common sense, is as good
as a cafe' on the moon
when man and machinery come to their high noon

beat the clock, punch the wall
fix'd in no time at all
here i am 
radio on the blink
kick the cat, hit the drink
here i am

don quixote
what do you say?
are we proud, are be brave
or just crazy?
don quixote
what do you say?
are we shooting at windmills like you?

here i am
don quixote
we're all men of la mancha





@SONG: know_how (4:49)

got a badge upon my chest
i'm a cut above the rest
so i 
can tell you what to do

got my regimental hat
got my "by the good book" chat
so i 
can tell you where to go

i've got a job to do and i'm telling you
i intend to do it well
it's easy when you know how

got my smart uniform
and my duty to perform
so i
don't care you who you are

i'm the only one who can spoil your fun
with one shake of the head

it's easy when you 
know how, know way
know where and know today
know mercy, know time
know reason, know rhyme
know how

i can tell you i'm the law
with my medals from the war
so don't tell me what to do
with my narrow point of view

though i know you're probably right, i guess
it's still not easy saying yes
it's easy when you know how, know way
know where and know today
know mercy, know time
know reason, know rhyme

know how





@SONG: you_might (3:13)

off to face the world again
past the bathroom mirror
ignorance is bliss, they say
couldn't be much clearer

imaging what might have been
thinking it could still be
all the lost years in between
still a sucker for a dream

you might be an oil tycoon
you might be a Cobb cartoon
you might be a Gershwin tune
you might be but you're not
you might be a nations fall
you might be an eagles call
you might be the Albert Hall
you might be but you're not

play the fool and act the clown
impress your friends and neighbours
not so good when you come down
with nothing for your labours

you could've been a movie star
you could've been a hero
you could have won a bridge too far
the best you get is no cigar

you might be an oil tycoon
you might be a Cobb cartoon
you might be a Gershwin tune
you might be but you're not

you are what you are
you see what you see

you might be an oil tycoon
you might be a Cobb cartoon
you might be a Gershwin tune
you might be but you're not
you might be a nations fall
you might be an eagles call
you might be the Albert Hall
you might be but you're not





@SONG: wild_horses

on the top of an office block
sits a man of business, a man of means
he's got intrays and ashtrays
he is up to his neck in computers and tragedy queens
undermining his overdraft with lunches with the president
he got indecision and indigestion
and he wonders where the last ten million went
but what do i get when i say to his face?
let me take you to a better place

wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long

on the side of a mountain 
lives a man of nature, a man of peace
he got no food and no money
and he's waiting for his merciful release
works his fingers to the bone
just to make it through the winter snows
he's got nothing to do and no one to do it to
and he wonders where the buffalo goes
but what do i get when i say to his face?
let me take you to a better place

wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long
wild horses wouldn't drag me there
wild horses wouldn't make me care
i know where i belong
and i've been here too long





@SONG: easy (4:12)

hold me up, i'm falling over
got the jackal at my door
got a chip upon my shoulder
but i still come back for more

phone me up, i'm feeling lonely
got the radio up loud
with my comfortable position
and my cottage in the clouds

easy we come, easy we go
little we learn, little we know
no place to rest, no space to grow
easy we come, easy we go

wind me up, i'm boxing shadows
got a pocket full of fluff
got a sturdy constitution
but i don't think thats enough

easy we come, easy we go
little we learn, little we know
no place to rest, no space to grow
easy we come, easy we go
easy we go

wake me up i'm fast asleep
and i've forgotten who i am
got a trivial ideal
and a temporary plan

easy we come, easy we go
little we learn, little we know
no place to rest, no space to grow
easy we come, easy we go





@SONG: the_riddle (3:52)

i got two strong arms
blessings of babylon
with time to carry on
and try
for sins and alarms
so to america the brave
wise men save

near a tree by a river
there's a hole in the ground
where an old man of aran
goes around and around
and his mind is a beacon 
in the veil of the night
for a strange kind of fashion
there's a wrong and a right
but he'll never, never fight over you

i got plans for us
nights in the scullery
and days instead of me
i only know what to discuss
of for anything but light
wise men fighting over you

it's not me you see
pieces of valentine
with just a song of mine
to keep from burning history
seasons of gasoline and gold
wise men fold

near a tree by a river
there's a hole in the ground
where an old man of aran
goes around and around
and his mind is a beacon 
in the veil of the night
for a strange kind of fashion
there's a wrong and a right
but he'll never, never fight over you

i got time to kill
sly looks in corridors
without a plan of yours
a blackbird sings on bluebird hill
thanks to the calling of the wild
wise mens child

near a tree by a river
there's a hole in the ground
where an old man of aran
goes around and around
and his mind is a beacon 
in the veil of the night
for a strange kind of fashion
there's a wrong and a right
but he'll never, never fight over you





@SONG: city_of_angels (3:46)

gone fishing for compliments
on hollywood and vine
i'd come to your party
but i haven't finished mine
talk to the doctor
he turns acid into wine, 'cause

i am an angel 
in the city of angels
nothing cuts too deep
yes i am an angel
in the city of angels
and i live the biggest sleep . . . oh oh oh

i'm off to chew the fat
where all the in crowd chew
hang loose at the oscar show
and at the yacht club too
don't mess with me
'cos i've a bigger hose than you.  'cause

i am an angel 
in the city of angels
nothing cuts too deep
yes i am an angel
in the city of angels
and i live the biggest sleep
cos i am an angel 
nothing here is real
cos i am an angel 
in the city of angels
it only matters what you feel

cause
i am an angel
in the city of angels
and everything is cool
cause i am an angel
in the city of angels
it's me i'm trying to fool

'cos i am an angel
in the city of angels
nothings as it seems
'cos i am an angel
in the city of angels
so come and live your dreams

'cos i am an angel 
in the city of angels
nothing cuts too deep
'cos i am an angel
in the city of angels
and i live the biggest sleep





@SONG: roses (3:25)

make it plastic make it pay
use it up and throw away
make another just the same, more or less

burn our time down to size
send it up into the skies
hide the evidence with lies, what a mess

but we've just come from a meeting
and we're sure you'd like to know
there'll be deep blue skies and clear blue waters
everywhere you go

'cos everything's coming up roses
or so they tell you
coming up smelling of roses
or so they say
yes everything's coming up roses
or so they tell you
coming up smelling of roses
or so they say

in the name of energy
we give our problems to the sea
but they'll be back for you and me
in or haste, we forget
leaving our mistakes behind
out of sight is out of mind
our disposable mankind
what a waste

but we've talked to the experts
and they know a thing or two
they say it's all hunky dory
there's nothing for you to do 

'cos everything's coming up roses
or so they tell you
coming up smelling of roses
or so they say
yes everything's coming up roses
or so they tell you
coming up smelling of roses
or so they say

but it's an awful price to pay
believing everything they say
here tomorrow gone today
so take me home to the red red skies and the
brown, brown grass and the black, black seas
and the broken glass and the dead, dead trees
but everything's coming up roses
or that's what they tell you

'cos everything's coming up roses
or so they tell you
coming up smelling of roses
or so they say
yes everything's coming up roses
or so they tell you
coming up smelling of roses
or so they say

'cos everything's coming up roses





@SONG: wide_boy (3:25)

he made a record
it made him famous
yes it made him a star
the life and soul of the party
he rocks, he shocks
you never know where you are with him

he got no sense but he got money
he got no sense but he got overnight success
exceed excess, exceed excess
he no big deal, he just a wide boy
he no big deal he's just an ordinary guy
oh me, oh my, oh me, oh my

he made a movie
he played the driver of a big yellow car
he is super fab and groovy
he struts he crows
you never know where you are with him

he got no sense but he got money
he got no sense but he got overnight success
exceed excess, exceed excess
he no big deal, he just a wide boy
he no big deal he's just an ordinary guy
oh me, oh my, oh me, oh my





@SONG: save_the_whale (5:57)

in the turquoise inner space
the giants live with grace
at peace with peace
at peace with god and men

their spirits rise and fall
much greater than us all
they trust too much
to see their bitter end
never in a million years, they say
it could never come to this, no way
you should never trust man, my friends

so as i stare to sea
the salt winds call to me
and as they call
i hang my head in shame
any other would could call their bluff
but any other world would scream enough
the ocean cries louder to me

save the whale . . .  save the whale . . .  save the whale . . .  
save the whale . . .  save the whale . . .  save the whale . . .  

to never kiss and tell
their factory ship farewell
with every scream
a piece of conscience dies
lying in a crimson resting place
crying with a smile upon his face
the giant dies trusting in me

any other world would call their bluff
but any other world would scream enough
the ocean cries louder to me

save the whale . . .  save the whale . . .  save the whale . . .  
and jesus christ almighty
save the whale . . .  save the whale . . .  save the whale . . .  

for all our sakes . . .  save the whale


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