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Bad Penny Overture
05:16
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By Your Leave
02:36
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We’ve been going head to toe
We had bad seeds to sow
And sowed them underground
So much time, so much to know
We learned to let it go
And let it go another round
Away, away you go tomorrow
You stayed, you stayed a bit too long
Okay, okay we’ll have no sorrow here
You say, will I play you a song?
And by your leave I will
You better believe I will
All our fears are in the past
We went from first to last
And lasted out the years
Now our journey’s at an end
But we can part as friends
There’s no need for tears
Away, away you go tomorrow
You stayed, you stayed a bit too long
Okay, okay we’ll have no sorrow here
You say, will I play you a song?
And by your leave I will
You better believe I will
By your leave I will
You better believe I will
You better believe I will
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3. |
A Better Place
04:07
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It’s hard to start here at the end
It’s hard to part with you my friend
I want to shout and lay the blame
But I still love you just the same
I thought I knew you, more fool me
But I forgot the mystery
That hid away behind your eyes
Until you said your last goodbye
It’s alright, you spent the night
Now you’re gone without a trace
I hope you’re in a better place
It’s alright, you spent the night and
I’d like to think your grace
Has left us in a better place here
It’s hard to start here at the end
It’s hard to part with you my friend
I want to shout and lay the blame
But I still love you just the same
It’s alright, you spent the night
Now you’re gone without a trace
I hope you’re in a better place
It’s alright, you spent the night and
I’d like to think your grace
Has left us in a better place here
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I tend to be a poor man for philosophy
But I’ve been saving all your tears
As they’ve fallen through the years
And it’s made a rich man of me
All the country ‘round
Have heard about the blessed sound
That comes pouring out of you
Like everything that’s true
Like blood spilled on sacred ground
A true heart wears a thorny crown
Here we’re near the shore
And the wind seems to hear the roar
Of the sea against the sky
As the clouds begin to cry the rain begins to pour
All the country ‘round
Have heard about the blessed sound
That comes pouring out of you
Like everything that’s true
Like blood spilled on sacred ground
A true heart wears a thorny crown
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6. |
Sunday Driving South
03:52
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This is nothing for a king to pay
This is nowhere if you know the way
Now the innocents are going
Where the angels aren’t worth knowing
And we know they’re all hoping they won’t stay
Tell me something that you never tell
Tell me no one ever loved so well
Can anybody blame them
When the devils can all shame them
By keeping all the secrets they could sell
After all, we moved so fast
That we could not keep the time we spent
From living in the past
But if you take all the time I gave
And look it in the mouth
You’ll miss me on a Sunday driving south
Happy birthday to the Moon
A silver candelabra lights your room
The shadows dance and play there
‘Til the Sun chases them away
Too jealous of their beauty to share
After all, we moved so fast
That we could not keep the time we spent
From living in the past
But if you take all the time I gave
and look it in the mouth
You’ll miss me on a Sunday driving south
Driving down the road, passing Mr. Toad
I can’t drive fast enough to get away
From this gravity that keeps pulling me
I want to hear those pipers play
Arnold Layne and Purple Haze
Ken Kesey’s on a busman’s holiday
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7. |
The Country Man
03:17
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Hey now, parish man
Tell me where you’re goin’
Give us all your heartsome news of pilgrims and fire
Look along your garden gate
Rusted through to ruin
Can you see your legacy in the fate of your Empire?
See the poverty you raised as son
He’ll come to claim disaster
While those who serve the both of you
Still love their master
We’re hunting the wren
Drowning the witch
The country man, the strawbed man
Frozen in the Boxland
Is cursing the sleepers as they lay on rhododendron
So those fields of yours
Are filled with rocks and rubble
Still they yield a hearty crop of pathos and fear
Smell the air, it’s thick with smoke
From all your burning stubble
Meet me at the country fair and
I’ll judge you with your peers
My potmetal pounds won’t buy your wares
So I’ll say goodbye and be goin’
But you still haven’t said where you are bound
Or don’t you know, then?
We’re hunting the wren
Drowning the witch
The country man, the strawbed man
Frozen in the Boxland
Is cursing the sleepers as they lay
While they’re on their holiday
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8. |
World Going Mad
04:37
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Yesterday I felt so sure
Now I find I’ve taken the cure
Everyone I seem to meet
Is off their head and loose on the street
How can you say it’s not that bad?
Can’t you see it’s a world going mad?
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9. |
As Above So Below
04:50
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Now I see you through the doorway
Do it my way or do it your way now, oh now
Now I see you through the doorway
Practice magic and the lore way
Now I see you through the doorway, oh
Now I see you through the doorway, oh
Coming down there, all around there
Can I feel you, can I sound there now, all around?
Now I see you through the doorway
Practice magic and the lore way
Can I see you, can I feel you now?
Can I see you, can I feel you now?
Now I see you on the highway
In the valleys or in the skyway now
Hanging on a cloud
Now I see you through the doorway
Practice magic and the lore way
Now I see you through the doorway, now
Now I see you, it’s a sure way now
Is it my way or is it your way now?
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London Bridge
04:09
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Give us an ear before you go
Then you’ll hear all you should know
I bought all your gear and gave you fifty pounds
I tried to stay here but
It’s the same old town
Goin’ round
London Bridge is falling down
It’s the same old town
Goin’ round
London Bridge is falling down on me
Down in the yard I hear your name
It’s a wonder to me to see you even came
Your back’s to the river and you can’t see me
But I can see you and
It’s the same old town
Goin’ round
London Bridge is falling down
It’s the same old town
Goin’ round
London Bridge is falling down on me
London Bridge is falling down, falling down
London Bridge is falling down on me
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11. |
To Love You Is A Crime
03:56
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Did you cry out loud with the cry of love?
Did you put your hand into the velvet glove?
Falling through the ceiling and
Then crawling on the floor
Now they don’t want you anymore
I know you’re hesitating
You’re just killing time
You think to love you is a crime
With the alligators licking at your feet
Better take the elevator high up off the street
Looking at the rooftops
When you’re up skyscraper high
You can float down to the ground
Or you can reach up and kiss the sky
I know you’re hesitating
You’re just killing time
You think to love you is a crime
I know you’re hesitating
‘Cause you know you’re mine
You think to love you is a crime
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12. |
Start Again
05:14
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Is there nothing sacred anymore?
No one knows what to use a bad penny for
Hope and glories past now fade away
Now everyone is saying grace
But I can’t trace them
Let it all in
Let it out again
Let it in your heart
Then you can start
To let it all in
Let it in and out
Never have to doubt
If you have the heart to start again
Have you seen the worm that stands to crawl?
Have you seen him stoop to conquer all?
With a mind of doubt and a heart of shame
Now everyone is saying grace
But I can’t trace them
Let it all in
Let it out again
Let it in your heart
Then you can start
To let it all in
Let it in and out
Never have to doubt
If you have the heart to start again
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13. |
Bad
04:02
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My love is filth, it’s a fleabag hotel
It’s a disease-ridden cell, it’s a drag
You wouldn’t touch it if you knew where it’d been
But you do and you did, that’s the snag
My wit was lacking so you sent me packing
A dead carcass ‘cross an indolent nag
You called me back just to do it again
A fool just thinking it was all in the bag
My past is black, it’s a ticket to Hell
It’s a poisonous well, it’s a shame
You cooled my doubt like a fire in a drought
You took me out back and shot me for lame
My temper’s bad and it made you so mad that you punished me with logic and worse
Your sticks and stones haven’t broken my Jones
But the things that you say really hurt
You make me feel so bad
Your love is warm, it’s a port in a storm
It’s a luxury I couldn’t afford
You let me stay for a night and a day
Then you evicted me just like a slumlord
I called a cab. As he drove it away
I wondered how I could have loved you at all
When I got home I went right to the phone
I couldn’t help it. I just had to call…
You make me feel so bad
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The Cherry Bluestorms Los Angeles, California
After discovering their mutual love for ‘60’s rock, ex-Dickies guitarist Glen Laughlin and Deborah Gee formed The Cherry Bluestorms. Their debut, "Transit of Venus" came in 2007, followed by the concept album "Bad Penny Opera" in 2013, and their 7" vinyl single, "See No Evil" in 2016. ... more
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