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Ian Gillan
Ian Gillan




Альбом Ian Gillan


Clean Air Turbulence (1977)
1977
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Gillan

Get up
Get right up
Get it up
Up in the sky
White knuckles and blank staring faces
Get a leg up head for them spaces

Panic
And confusion
Electric voices
Creating morbid delusions
White knuckles and blank staring faces
Get a leg up head for them spaces

Ten thousand
Astral explorers
Head for the lights
Ace cosmic tours
Caught up in slow races
Motionless jets in turbulent spaces

Smooth blue sky
Feeling high
Turn back the page
Peaceful as a bygone age
Chariot to the sun
Safe as a gun
Get in to Duluth

I've got it
Now I'm learning
A million souls
Helplessly returning
To blue dawn before the beginning
Ancient bells are ringing

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Skies going through another change
Bright yellow skies looking so strange
We're never going home
A million souls alone with
Five moons in the sky
Maybe we can have another chance
Starting again, a new circumstance
We've got some air to breathe
And no desire to leave
Five moons in the sky
I don't lie to my people
I don't pray for their sins
We've gone away, we've gone away
We're going to live another way
Give me green fields
Laughing and then maybe
Skies going through another change
To our surprise it's starting to rain
The clouds begin to cry
And we can only see
Four moons in the sky
I don't cry in the summer rain
It don't show anyway

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Ian Gillan Band

Fat spender you're a money lender
Message sender you're a mind bender
Oh you worry me

Money you got it hot dawg

I made my mind up to go for the kill
I'm gonna fight with you, gonna climb your hill
Oh you dragged me down

Money you got it I got none why's that

Pound for pound
You beat a snake in the grass
A cross-eyed toad a thieving rogue
And they don't move as fast
Pound by pound
You stowed the money away
You're greasy palm was seen to stray

Oh money lender what you got to say
Hey money lender tried to take my life away

Money you got it hot dawg

Turning like a stag trying to survive
How do you know if I'm dead or alive
Asking you for once are you surprised
I've had enough of your lies
I've been patronised, victimised
I've been treated unkind
Can it be that I trusted you brother of mine

Hey money lender I aint gonna surrender
Hey people arranger can you feel the danger
Oh you dirty dog

Money it's evil hand it over

Hey money lender you're a ticket vendor
One black suspender for a hot dog
It's getting hard to remember who are you

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Gillan

There is a good old boy in the valley
On the other side of the hill
There is a good old man in the canyon
On the other side of the hill
It took a thousand years to remember
Another thousand years to forget
The coming of the Messiah
The most famous preacher yet

There is an easy way to the green field
Where the air blows warm and clear
There is an easy route to the meadow
Where there is no hate there is no fear
You've got to get down under the water
Or throw yourself in the road
And if you're lucky you won't hit the fire
You can settle down your load

Watch the pieces fit together
That's the way we are
You are the hero I am a coward
You will be the star
If I tell you how to fight
You can easy win
Man is here to fight mankind
Man is here to sin

Will you take a little share of my hunger
I'm sure you'll patronise a starving man
Or will you take a little piece of the famine
In a far off Eastern land
No I don't show no respect for your feelings
I don't give a shit for your smile
When there's a good old boy in the valley
Got religion twentieth century style

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Ian Gillan Band

Nobody want to help me
Nobody want to help me
I see you turn your eyes away
I live in gutters
I live in alleys
I live in your house

I am a bad reflection
I am a bad reflection
I am your secret shadow
The woman Liza
This woman Liza
She gave me goodhand

She take me to religion (x3)
She make my boy man (x3)

Good Liza pay me money
This Liza pay me well
She save my soul from Heaven
She gives salvation (x3)

I work for goodhand Liza
She is my soul provider
I feel so good beside her

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Ian Gillan Band

Angel Manchenio dance on the table

Bright casino lights flicker as you dance
Warm Arabian nights, atmospheres of chance
Oh my gypsy brother you tried to take my life
You thought I'd stolen your lover
You faced me with a knife
Her red hair you'd seen on my bed
And now Manchenio you wanted me dead
But she was with another name
Gypsy hang your head in shame

Dance Angel Manchenio

Ancient gypsy lore gives your blood to me
I can let it pour, watch it running free
But I love you gypsy, your spirit chases me
Now I want to share
The blood of a Romany
You take your knife and cut my hand
Say mystic words I won't understand
Pulses race as two become
Blood united, brothers one

Dance Angel Manchenio

Say the words and we become
Blood united, brothers one

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