this century and he swore that it was true And in the morning I could see him fade Was it fact or fiction? Who can say? (Storyteller) I believe ev'ry word you say (Storyteller
Set me free, little girl. All you gotta do is set me free, little girl. You know you can do it if you try, All you gotta do is set me free, free, Free
feel inside and then that elevator starts it's ride And round and round I go, up and down I go like a leaf that's caught in the tide [Ray's dialog continues
It was back to the drawing board, and I think it was out of frustration we wanted to sound as distorted as Chuck Berry's guitar on Memphis Tennessee.
wanna make the record, fine, but you have to pay for the recording yourselves". And that was really cruel, because they knew we were broke. But Robert knew a man. "Here, Ray
I first met Julie a long time ago, Staring up at me from the front row She had a timeless glow, she was the image of youth That never grows old or gets
They were soon joined by a third manager. This guy was amost as tall as they were. His name was Larry. And Larry spoke in a very slow deliberate way.
I'm so tired Tired of waiting Tired of waiting for you I'm so tired Tired of waiting Tired of waiting for you I was a lonely soul I had nobody till
Long ago life was clean Sex was bad and obscene And the rich were so mean Stately homes for the Lords Croquet lawns, village greens Victoria was my queen
I sat down and started to write a song on the old upright piano. I played these crude chords with my left hand and thumbed out a kind of a blues riff
where all these R & B bands were playing. It was like hearing Big Bill Broonzy with drums, but they were British bands. Alexis Korner had his Blues Band. Cyril Davies
Girl, you really got me goin' You got me so I don't know what I'm doin' Yeah, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night Yeah, you really
Than (what)/(what those scientists now and) is revealed on/in the x-ray 'Cos the world only sees what it believes and is revealed in the x-ray It only
Tonight I'm going to read from the black book, the black book of X-Ray, the tormented rantings of a sex-crazed rock 'n roller. I want you to imagine