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Cocaine
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(My Dog Is Hooked On) Cocaine
My dog is hooked on cocaine. It’s doing weird things to his brain.
He used to be playful and cute, now he’s an ill-tempered brute
Chorus: First it was weed and then it was speed – cocaine.
He won’t go to rehab no more all he wants to do is score
And hang out with a bad ass crew getting tattooed and sniffin’ glue
That hound is a lazy no-good, a real mean bitch from the ‘hood
He’s done crystal meth, he’s done crack. Then he kicked it and got into smack
He don’t roll over and beg cause he’s clamped so tight to my leg
He won’t do any new tricks cause he just wants a fix
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She Gave Me The Chills
02:42
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You're Freaking Me Out
02:27
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Folderol & Fiddlesticks
03:53
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Folderol and Fiddlesticks
‘Tis a rare gift that I possess to be stony faced when I am sad
Now, which part shall I play for you – the good twin or the bad?
Every day it’s the same old fix who shall I be today?
Every day it’s the same old fix what role shall I play?
I have all his ticks and mannerisms, every peculiarity
I dare say there is no living soul who can tell him apart from me
Every quirk and gesture too, every contemptuous remark
Even dear sweet mama can’t tell us boys apart
Every day it’s the same old fix who shall I be today?
Folderol and fiddlesticks what role shall I play?
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The Green Man
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The Green Man
Verse Pick me a spray of bright bluebells, dress it in thistle and down then find a cornstalk and make me a crown
Chorus And I will play the Green Man again
Verse Make me a waistcoat of velvet with buttons as bright as starlight, a fine shirt of silk not of linen oh so white
Chorus And I will play the Green Man again
Then bring me boots of red leather and make me a place by the fire and come morning I will grant your desires
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When I Was Young
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When I Was Young
There was a man who lived alone grey wisps of hair and brittle bones
Pencil thin he was too, just skin and gristle through and through,
He went about with such an air, bemoaning this and that affair
and did profess himself aggrieved, cruel deluded and deceived
I only hope that I can avoid becoming this old man
Once upon a time when I was young when all my songs were still unsung
I knew a man who lived alone, dry as a stick and grey as stone
Now it was said and likely true, he’d misunderstood or misconstrued
And did profess himself aggrieved, for he was wont to take his leave
Of this cruel world with no regret for sure it would disappoint him yet
I can only hope I can avoid becoming this old man
Once upon a time when I was young when all my songs were still unsung,
Time stood still or so it seemed while he did linger as in a dream
A life of leisure and of ease each day he did just as he pleased.
He looked down as if on high upon the teeming throng that passed him by
Would I were the man that I could be, would I were that man, said he
I only hope I can avoid becoming this old man
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Superhero
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Superhero
It’s too late now, got the shakes now
I can’t be a superhero no more
I used to fly like superman did everything that big hunk can
With Lois Lane tucked underneath my arm
I ran faster than a bullet train, flew higher than an aeroplane
And Kryptonite could do me no harm
Just couldn’t cope with celebrity, the demands that they made on me
I fear that fame went right to my head
I had a split personality. I struggled with identity
Keeping such a secret took its toll on me
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The Man Who Came Too Late
I haunt the alleys, I haunt the boulevards, I pass the cafes and drink in empty bars
This is the story of a man who came too late to realise his one fatal mistake
This is the story of one who came too late and now he knows he must accept his Fate
I haunt the city and its empty streets I haunt the places where we used to meet
If I could only have my time again, I would be the man I should have been back then
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When I Am Gone
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When I Am Gone
When I am gone I trust you will remember me for I shall grieve for you as you for me
When I am gone I trust you will remember me, remember me.
Tis nothing more but nature this passing time, Tis the cycle of the seasons, the ripening of the vine, tis nothing more but nature this passing time, this passing time.
When I am done know this, that I was all that I could be
When I am gone I ask that you remember me, remember me.
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I Live To Forget
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I Live To Forget
Here be dragons and heroes, the unicorn King, minstrels and makers of remarkable things
And here too a palace of fountains and flowers, where veined marble stairs climb to ivory towers
In the fabled city of minarets, tis forbidden to look in the glass of regret
But when I awake from my reverie something so precious remains there of me
I find it hard to forgive and forget the man that I was, that I might still be yet
The man who lives to forget
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She Glides Like A Swan
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Cherry O'Brandy
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Cherry O’Brandy
Cherry oh Brandy sweet as sugar candy girl don’t you forget that you are mine
Now don’t you leave darling my sweet little starling and don’t you drink no red, red wine
It’s three o’ clock in the morning and I give you fair warning
Cherry, when are you coming home?
Cherry oh Brandy, sweet as sugar candy, girl don’t you go leaving leave me alone
I got me a ratchet, right here in my pocket ‘cause I heard you been seen with another man
You lied too and cheated, left me defeated, so I’m gonna gut you both where you stand
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Willie The Pimp
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Paul Roland England, UK
Formerly managed by June Bolan, Paul has been spinning supernatural and historical-themed tales against a backdrop of gothic rock, psych-pop and baroque strings, earning him the sobriquet, ‘The Male Kate Bush' (attributed to former label mate Robyn Hitchcock) ... more
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This man never releases a weak album. Love them all. Heavy stoner rock to whimsical psych, bursting at the seams with strong songs and totally wired psych guitar. A killer, no filler.
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For almost 50 years Marc inspired and energised me. Privileged to have been managed at one time by June and to have written 4 biogs - trying to capture what made him my main man.
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