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The Tangent
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Codpieces and Capes
i) We've Got The Music
In the days when music came 'quickly from afar' We heard your songs in wonder, (still wonder who you are) You were our teen years of which we can't let go You were our soul's dream - to make that our own
The trail it leads us forward through every year of our lives Moments of despondency, money fears and strife And though it seems like nothing will ever sort us out, It's alright! (We've Got the Music!) It's alright! (We've Got the Music!) It's alright! (We've Got the Music!) It's alright! (We've Got the Music!)
I want to form new theories, not harbour old beliefs As if some vinyl gatefold were the only truth I seek But if I take the easy road by sticking to the script It's alright! (We've Got the Music!) It's alright! (We've Got the Music!) It's alright! (We've Got the Music!) It's alright! (We've Got the Music!)
It's alright! (We've Got the Music!) It's alright! (We've Got the Music!)
When the things that we do get out of control When the stuff we churn out just plugs in the holes in our lives It's time to turn round, time to find a way But if Neal can find God, then what's in it for me? Could I take that same road? Would the truth set me free?
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ii) Geronimo - The Sharp End Of A Legacy
Always in the darkness but always on the move I stand in your great shadow with nothing left to prove I wait for your attentions like a hapless little boy Who just wants to be lie you Who just wants to enjoy your respect, ah, nothing less!
So did I really waste it, the life I could have led? As a lawyer or a preacher I could have tasted your success Not lost with noisy rock bands on some fire escape in Leeds Struggling with the Hammond and playing 'til my fingers bleed To an empty room. 'Ah, it'll all change soon! I'll show em!'
How can your legacy be not written by the ones who follow you? Who follow you to the end of the world?
iii) Trucks And Rugs And Prog And Roll
In the days when music came 'quickly from afar' We heard your songs in wonder, (still wonder who you are)
Codpieces and capes, and all the hotel japes Your name emblazoned on the tops of your three trucks And you've got roadies for your drugs and persian rugs But on my French book, I'll stil draw your logo late at night To me you're still thin, wearing flares, your hair in graceful flight In the mirror they're old... but not in the gatefold
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