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SONG: Misty Mountain Hop
GROUP: Led Zeppelin
ALBUM: Led Zeppelin 4
LYRICS:
Walkin'
in the park just the other day, Baby,
What do you, what do you think I saw?
Crowds of people sittin' on the grass with flowers in their
hair said,
"Hey, Boy, do you wanna score?"
And you know how it is;
I really don't know what time it was, woh, oh,
So I asked them if I could stay awhile.
I didn't notice but it had got
very dark and I was really,
Really out of my mind.
Just then a policeman stepped up to me and asked us said,
"Please, hey, would we care to all get in line,
Get in line."
Well you know,
They asked us to stay for tea and have some fun,
Oh, oh, he said that his friends would all drop by, ooh.
Why don't you take a good look
at yourself and describe what you see,
And Baby, Baby, Baby, do you like it?
There you sit, sitting spare like a book on a shelf rustin'
Ah, not trying to fight it.
You really don't care if they're coming, oh, oh,
I know that it's all a state of mind, ooh.
If you go down in the streets
today, Baby, you better,
You better open your eyes.
Folk down there really don't care, really don't care, don't
care, really don't
Which, which way the pressure lies,
So I've decided what I'm gonna do now.
So I'm packing my bags for the Misty Mountains
Where the spirits go now,
Over the hills where the spirits fly, ooh.
I really don't know.
SONG: Black Dog
GROUP: Led Zeppelin
ALBUM: Led Zeppelin 4
LYRICS:
Hey,
hey, mama, said the way you move
Gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove.
Oh, oh, child, way you shake that thing
Gonna make you burn, gonna make you sting.
Hey, hey, baby, when you walk that way
Watch your honey drip, can't keap away.
*Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah, ah, ah.
Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah, ah, ah.
I gotta roll, can't stand still,
Got a flame in my heart, can't get my fill,
Eyes that shine burning red,
Dreams of you all thru my head.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
ah ah ah.
Hey, baby, oh, baby, pretty
baby,
Tell me what you do me now.
(Repeat)
Didn't take too long 'fore I
found out
What people mean my down and out.
Spent my money, took my car,
Started tellin' her friends she wants to be a star.
I don't know but I been told
A big legged woman ain't got no soul.
* Chorus
All I ask for when I pray,
Steady rollin' woman gonna come my way.
Need a woman gonna hold my hand
And tell me no lies, make me a happy man.
SONG: One of These Days
GROUP: Pink Floyd
ALBUM: Meddle
LYRICS:
One of
these days, I'm going to cut you into little pieces!
SONG: Time
GROUP: Pink Floyd
ALBUM: The Dark Side of the
Moon
LYRICS:
Ticking
away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine
staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill
today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch
up with sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter,
never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled
lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time has gone, the song is over, thought I'd something
more to say
SONG: Money
GROUP: Pink Floyd
ALBUM: The Dark Side of the
Moon
LYRICS:
Money,
get away
Get a good job with more pay and you're o.k.
Money, it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream
Think I'll buy me a football team
Money get back
I'm all right jack keep your hands off of my stack
Money, it's a hit
But don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm the hi-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet
Money, it's a crime
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie
Money so they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away
SONG: Bohemian Rhapsody
GROUP: Queen
ALBUM: A Night At The Opera
LYRICS:
Is this
the real life
Is this just fantasy
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go,
A little high, little low,
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me,
to me,
Mama, just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead,
Mama, life had just begun,
but now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo,
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come,
Send shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time,
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo
I don't want to die,
Sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of
a man,
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolts and lightning - very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo
Gallileo figaro - Magnifico
I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go -, will you let me go
Bismillah! No -, we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go Will not
let you go - let him go
Will not let you go - let him go
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me
for me
So you think you can stone me
and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die,
Oh Baby - Can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here
Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters -, nothing really matters to me,
Anyway the wind blows... |