AL STEWART lyrics - Year Of The Cat

Midas Shadow

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You got your ticket and your hotel keys And your overnight bag at your feet You're looking down on the tropical trees While the Spanish maids pick up the sheets Conquistador in search of gold For all the jackdaw reasons The Midas shadow that's so hard to please And follows wherever you go Nothing ventured, nothing gained they said So you played for the winner takes all And tossed the dice high up and craned your head To see how the numbers would fall You stole the game so easily Your luck ran with the seasons But still the shadow that the night won't free Just follows wherever you go Another day, another boarding card As you wait for your seat on the 'plane The movie runs but you're still working hard And you don't touch your food or champagne I know that when your well runs dry You'll want to know the reason The empty night will bring you no reply As it follows wherever you go

Crossfire

JETHRO TULL "A"
Spring light in a hazy May and a man with a gun at the door Someone's crawling on the roof above --- all the media here for the show I've been waiting for our friends to come Like spiders down ropes to free-fall A thirty round clip for a visiting card --- admit one to the embassy ball Caught in the crossfire on Princes Gate Avenue In go the windows and out go the lights Call me a doctor. Fetch me a policeman I'm down on the floor in one hell of a fight I'm just a soul with an innocent face --- a regular boy dressed in blue conducting myself in a proper way as befitting the job that I do They came down on me like a ton of bricks Swept off my feet, knocked about There's nothing for it but to sit and wait for the hard men to get me out Calm reason floats from the street below and the slow fuse burns through the night Everyone's tried to talk it through but they can't seem to get the deal right Somewhere there are Brownings in a two-hand hold --- cocked and locked, one up the spout There's nothing for it but to sit and wait for the hard men to get me out

Leaves And Kings

JOSH RITTER "Josh Ritter"
I met you at a party or on a crowded street A silent singularity when glances chanced to meet You looked into my glasses, said you'd seen a ghost I tried my best to make you smile as we calypsoed close I have been to Cleveland and you have been to jail You seem to be recovering but I felt a little pale Our house it was on seventeenth above a hardware store And there we lived with seven cats all named for seven dwarves But like leaves and kings, all things must fall No diamond ring's gonna cut through it all You were working as a graverobber, you could do your job at night I was living hand to mouth just looking for a fight The reason why we parted it ain't that hard to find I was always busy, and you never had the time well the reason why we parted it ain't that hard to see But I was never sure if I left you or you left me [chorus] And when it was all over I lost myself in work You got married to a lawyer painting murals in New York (You got married to a dentist building bridges in New York) And though it seems a million miles ago since I saw the light The hours flowed by nervously like warships in the night Many times I've been corrupted but I've never been in love I began to realise that that's just where I was So I packed up my possessions and caught an east-bound train met you in Ohio sleeping in the rain [chorus] So now we're going back again to start where we began With rules and regulations but no real kind of plan I've learned my lesson well with no mistakes at all Once you find yourself true love you just keep holding on Like leaves and kings, all things must fall No diamond ring's gonna cut through it all but now out of the dark, out of the blue, like leaves and kings I've fallen in love with you

Crack Hitler

FAITH NO MORE "Angel Dust"
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (p) Faith No More ( Angel Dust [Slash Records, 1992] ) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sink the eight ball Buy the lady a drink And nobody knows my name Bodies float up From the bottom of the river Like bubbles in fine champagne He's the one, no doubt Walkin' on a tightrope He's the one, no doubt Got a gash on my head And a grin on my face And a shadow called danger Hidin' in the sheets And on the streets In the heart of every stranger Here he comes, look out Teach the world a lesson Here he comes, look out Sweat on the brow And a tap on the phone And lives are on the line Pick up the briefcase On a high speed chase Breathin' by the roll of the dice Reachin' up to the top We're dependin' on you Reachin' up to the top In regards to My usage of the drug... it modified my personality to the extent that I was highly irritable I was like a crack Hitler Keep up the fight And in the wink of an eye Never give up Ooo..ahh.. look out --------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Feet

RODNEY ATKINS "Take A Back Road"
Don't let the sun set on an argument It's easy to say when you're not in one That's a fact Cause when we're not gettin' along She's got a strong stubborn side But I can't call that kiddo black Cause sometimes our silly fights May go well into the night And we hit the sack Back to back Too ticked off to speak We'd rather hold our grudges Than be the one that budges We'd go to bed Buttin' heads and tuggin' sheets But we never fall asleep Without touching feet Yeah we'll take cover On that queen-size battle field Her angry eyes are almost closed We'll swallow just enough Of that foolish pride To whisper the truth soul to soul Toe to toe Sometimes our silly fights Go well into the night And we'll hit the sack Back to back Too ticked off to speak We'd rather hold our grudges Than be the one that budges We'd go to bed Buttin' heads and tuggin' sheets But we never fall asleep Without touching feet It's not giving in It's sayin' nobody's leaving But you know that I still love you Even when we're disagreeing Cause sometimes our silly fights Go well into the night And we hit the sack Back to back Too ticked off to speak Cause we'd rather hold our grudges Than be the one that budges We'll go to bed Buttin' heads and tuggin' sheets But we never fall asleep Without touching feet

Race Car Grin You Ain't No Landmark

MODEST MOUSE "Sad Sappy Sucker"
looks like accounting's not accountable for anything or anyone at all... johnny took the fall johnny took the fall i know the horse was fast, ran the real big track one by one without a heart attack oh no a type line just went slack a type line just went slack he's got a race car grin all smiling chin your words are no longer gonna bother him that much he's got the midas touch he's got the midas touch hey now what's the scoop on what's his face got a backwater nothing but he runs the place from halls runs it from the halls

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