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He don't need no sedatives to ease his troubled mind.
At work he is invariably unpleasant and unkind.
Why should he care if he is hated in his home,
'Cause he's gotta house in the country,
And a big sports car.
He's gotta house in the country,
And a big sports car.

New York -
Grey and Sorrow there to meet her.
Night sky hangs
Around to greet her
She throws down
Lifeline of kisses.
Anchored to the ground.
Balloon descending.

Oh! baron saturday
Sorrow, he'll show you games to play
He bends his mouth up to your ear
The words won't disappear
He'll take your eyes out for a ride
Through an eyeglass of tears it's not clear.
Oh! baron saturday
White visions black, mister malady

They say that bearing crosses is a religion in itself
But honey the strain I'm under, it's ruining my health
When we first met as lovers, we walked together hand in hand
But now that bridge of love has shattered, I'm such a lonely man
I'm not gonna be your monkey,
I'm not gonna be your fool
I'm not gonna stand round waiting
While you're out there trying to be cool

Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love

These are a few of the things I find joy
Bracelets of fingers since I was a boy

If you wanna love, baby
Come see me
If you wanna a hug baby
Come see me
When you need a-someone
To see you right
And you need a-someone
To make it feel right

As your loved ones they place
Heavy stones on your face
Your sonnets of life
They are filling the case
High windows inside me
Look down on your face.

Changing white fingers

Sitting alone on a bench with you
Mirrored above in the sky
Wondering if you will say goodnight
Leave me a grave and goodbye

Night sky hangs in blackness
Night threads, pattern weaving
Somebody going tells you where you need me

I'm on my own, nowhere to roam
I tell you baby, don't want no home
I wander round, feet off the ground
I even go from town to town
I said I think this rock is grand
Say I'll be your man
Don't bring me down, don't bring me down

Out in the street it's gently raining,
It's like dancing on glass.
You and your razor blade assistant,
Carved the lies right from the past.

But they offered you such miracles,
You who have been handling straws.

Electric Banana-1967

1. Walking Down The Street 2:54
2. If I Needed Somebody 3:08
3. Free Love 2:15
4. Cause I'm A Man 2:53
5. Danger Signs 2:42
6. I See You 3:49

Emotions-1967

1. Death Of A Socialite
2. Children
3. Sun
4. There Will Never Be Another Day
5. House Of Ten
6. Out In The Night

I was encased in an aircraft
Feeling so sick I couldn't say
When the cat next to me
Said let's take it down to Cuba way
Well his manner wasn't nice
But his hand grenades looked very mean
And the luger down his trousers
Well that was twice as obscene

As evening shadows chase the sun
The night is here my day is done.
Through dark forests of my mind
A light is shone - it's you I find.

I see you.

On a dark and windswept street

You might be the loneliest person in the world
You'd never be as lonely as me
Yes you might be the loneliest person in the world
You'll never be as lonely as me.

All the sky it seems dark
As I'm walking through a park
But the face it is too bright to see

I never see
The people I know
In the bright light of day
So how can I say

That you're any friend of mine
(See you anytime)
I'm feelin' fine

You're corrugated steel baby
Platinum to feel lady,
Eyes are just two heavy stones,
Someone, spilt the glass,

And you're ageing much too fast,
And, you say that you've been left alone.
You're leant against the night,

Что ж,
если мы снова сойдемся,
чего доброго, случится

Революция!
Никак не менее.
Если ты найдешь
Решение,

Everybody's talking, about my LSD
I say talk is easy, and moneys never free

LSD x2

But I always tell them
Life it ain't so black
For everything I'm given

Old man going.
Hopscotch of life will lead you to the grave.
Wet faces line the street, they will not be saved.
Black house you've built it will soon disappear,
Another corporation dig this year.

Old man going.
Traffic thins as you drive slowly by,

Philippe Debarge-1968

1. Hello, How Do You Do 4:03
2. You Might Even Say 3:59
3. Alexander 2:55
4. Send You With Loving 3:00
5. You're Running You And Me 4:36
6. Peace 1:44

Heaven's rain falls upon
Faces of the children who look skyward.
Twisting metal through the air,
Scars and screams
So you might know his fury.

[Chorus]
See shells whistle,

I'm a road runner, honey

Well I'm a road runner, honey
I bet you can't keep up with me
Well I'm a road runner, man
I bet you can't keep up with me

Ah, you'll never gonna catch me baby

SF Sorrow-1968

1. S.F. Sorrow is Born – 3:12
2. Bracelets of Fingers – 3:41
3. She Says Good Morning – 3:23
4. Private Sorrow – 3:51
5. Balloon Burning – 3:51
6. Death – 3:05

1. «S.F. Sorrow is Born»
2. «Bracelets of Fingers»
3. «She Says Good Morning»
4. «Private Sorrow»
5. «Balloon Burning»
6. «Death»
7. «Baron Saturday»
8. «The Journey»

She’s there waiting at the gate painted by the dawn.
She’s there waiting at the gates as the velvet night sky is torn.

She says good morning, I smile and say the same.

She’s stands waiting at the gate smiling at the rain.
As I turn to wave to her I wish I could remain.

And as she weaves her way, through city streets,
The dawn arrives.
In concrete glades of metal grass,
Steel cords are woven tight.
But she is free, f ...r...double e,
She was tall, she was high,
Lord she almost touched the sky,
Today, I said today,

The good Mr. Square, he doesn't have any hang-ups
He spends his time,
Looking through other people's lives,
The good Mr. Square, he doesn't have any hang-ups

He spends his time,
Looking through other people's lives,
Oh and how, inside,

She wrote me a letter,
From the green fields it came.
She wrote me a letter,
Trying to explain.
Now living came easy,
In velvet valleys of sun,
She wrote me a letter...
She wrote me a letter,

The Pretty Things-1965

1. Road Runner 3:14
2. Judgement Day 2:49
3. 13 Chester Street 2:22
4. Big City 2:02
5. Unknown Blues 3:49
6. Mama, Keep Your Big Mouth Shut 3:03

the sun
the sun will cross the sky
cross the sky
you reach out
you reach out
but its to high
its to high
will you settle?

Trip, trip, trip, trip, trip, trip, trip, tripping

Мистер Эл, картины ваши хвалят,
Дивно-зелёное, дивно-красное, дивно-синее -
Что это? Ваш талант или же
результат употребления?

Вы торчите, Мистер?

Excuse me please as i wipe a tear
Away from an eye that sees there's nothing left to trust
Finding that their minds are grey
And there's no sorrow in the world that's left to trust.

Sitting on top of a white cloud
Looking round for someone there to trust
Changing your mind as you go through time

The Pretty Things - английская рок-группа из Лондона. Основана в 1963 году. Исполняла гаражный ритм-энд-блюз, созвучный The Rolling Stones, но намного более жёсткий. Пережив многочисленные изменения в составе и несколько распадов, записываются и выступают с концертами по сей день, имея звание патриархов независимой рок-сцены.