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This is the storyOf how you get thereAnd what you learnWhen you’re goingAnd how it feelsWhen you get thereIt’s like knowingBut not knowingOh, babyReally the bluesOh, babyIt’s really the bluesOh, baby(It’s really, really, really)Oh, really baby(Really, really, really)Oh, babyReally the bluesThis is the story of egg boxesAnd rehearsal roomsAuditions in the want ad sectionAnd playingLire la suite « Really The Blues – Carbon/Silicon – letras »

There’s a story to tellOf heaven and hellThere’re ladders to climbAnd snakes to declineWith a ball and chainYou come back againBut it won’t mean a thingIf the chain don’t swingChorus:You’ve been upAnd you’ve been roundYou walked every streetOf this old townBut they’re not goingTo bring you downNo, notThe second time aroundWell, there’s an apple toLire la suite « Second Time Around – Carbon/Silicon – letras »

The holes that filledThe Albert HallWaste disposal parkI wanna goWhere flowers growI want to but I can’tThe flowerRich lowland grassIs disappearing fastThe bluebellsIn the forest groanAs we breathe our lastChorus:I think I’ll goTo the exchangeLike in Soylent GreenI mean to go toAll the placesWhere I’ve never beenI wanna seeAll the thingsThat I’ve never seenI thinkLire la suite « Soylent Green – Carbon/Silicon – letras »

Tell it like it isWe’ve got to stop goingSo fast and figure outWhat’s going onTell it like it isI knowThere’s lots wrongBut we gotta tryTo be togetherTell it like it isWe’re like a shipBarely afloatWe can’t go onTell it how it isI wanna be aroundFor the good thingsI wanna come alongTell it like it isWe’reLire la suite « Tell It Like It Is – Carbon/Silicon – letras »

Now, Wellington and WinchilseaWait to fight a duelA difference of opinionOver papal ruleSeconds polished firearmsIn the morning coolAnd muzzled downThe pistol ballsWith the wire woolLate for his appointmentWinchilsea had to runHe tripped over a branchAnd discharged his gunThe year was 1829 on March 21A curt bow with apologyProbably would have doneThe EarlHe fired into theLire la suite « The Duel – Carbon/Silicon – letras »

Chorus:If you want the recordJust ask the Gangs of EnglandIntellectual litigationJust ask the Gangs of EnglandAnd copyright inflationJust ask the Gangs of EnglandPress recordIf you want the recordYou are the record companyI sign to youMy creative skillYou are the head of E.M.I.Without investmentIn arms that killYou are my advanceOn the western frontYou are my publishingLire la suite « The Gangs Of England – Carbon/Silicon – letras »

The magic suitcaseSeems to containAll that you wantFrom your life to gainBut what does itProfit a manIf you shouldLose your soulAnd live in painThe magic suitcaseWith it’s golden lightThat shines out so brightBut overIn the afterglow landCan you fixWhat neverCould be alrightWell, I’m standingAt the airportBehind the yellow lineWaitin’ for bomb disposalHopin’ I make myLire la suite « The Magic Suitcase – Carbon/Silicon – letras »

Chorus:The network’s going down’Cause I think for myselfThe network’s going down’Cause I think for myselfThe network’s going downAnd it’s not backed upAnd the hard driveIs corruptCorporationThing-isationSelling meSome G.M. CloneT.V. media droneCause I thinkFor myselfI don’t buyThat dumbing-downStyle sectionBuild ’em upAnd knock ’em downBeautifyAnd watch ’em drownHuman lifeAs info-tainmentI think for myself(Chorus)I don’t buyThat biochemist D.N.ADesignerLire la suite « The Network’s Going Down – Carbon/Silicon – letras »

People started caring aboutWhat they eatAnd people startedSsmiling at everyone they meetAnd people started lookingFor good instead of badRealize what they could loseIn what they always hadPeople started growingInstead of being crushedAnd people started slowing downInstead of being rushedAnd people started lookingWwith very different eyesAnd this informationNow comes as a surpriseChorus:Good morning here’s the newsAndLire la suite « The News – Carbon/Silicon – letras »

I say, I say, I sayThere’s a conspiracyAnd tryin’ for a coupI think we should be freeTo do what we want to doYou may well roll overBut don’t expect meTo go alongHold it, wait a minuteI ain’t done nothing wrongChorus:Where will they welcome usWith open armsWhen we are on the runTo some remote islandWhere weLire la suite « War On Culture – Carbon/Silicon – letras »