Tape 2 Side One lyrics and details
chorus:
High on a hill there's a band of people
Up on the earth they beat their tune
Feet and hearts and hands and voices
And they dance and sing and celebrate the moon
And the beat they feel is the beat of the mother
And the rhythms they dance are of the earth and tides
Up on the world a girl is standing
Fire drops falling from her dreams
Watching the tides she stands, watching
Watching the tides she stands, watching
High on a hill...
Far she flies, many things she sees
Hears the calling from the trees
Tastes the sand on her lips of an early morning
The sun is rising, the sun is rising
High on a hill...
Gently she steps and sees around her
People dancing through the trees
People dancing on the hilltops
People dancing to be free
Come join the circle, come join the circle
Now all people join the circle
Make rhythm flow right through
Feet and hearts and hands and voices
And they dance and sing and celebrate the moon
{make the rhythms .. right through}
How would you like your world to be?
Rich or poor, do you want a little more?
How would you like your world to be?
We speak the world into creation
Better watch what you say
Its gonna be happening today
Better watch what you do
Its gonna be happening to you
So speak your prophecy
Your prophecy
People, people, people...
{chorus: }
He's a Goat Man and he's walking in the sunshine
A Goat Man with his umbrella in the sunshine
He's a Goat Man and he's walking in the moonshine
{/sunshine}
He's a Goat Man, He's a Goat Man
And the goats they eat
and the grass it grows
The sun it shines
And everyone knows...that...
{repeat chorus}
And the clouds they swim
And the trees they sway
And the name of the road
Is love they say...love they say...
{repeat chorus ad. lib.}
{Bridge:}
Trains of thought and fields of dreams
I always end up with what I wish it seems.....
So careful what you wish now!
{Repeat chorus}
For he walks in the shade
With the goats all day
And its each to their own
And this is his way...This is his way...
And the name of the road is Love they say!
{Repeat Bridge}
I wish you well...I wish you well...
For the clouds they swim
And the trees they sway
And the name of the road
Is Love they say...
'Cos........He's a Goat Man!
copyright1997 G.Willow Seeger
la la la
{tin whistling with water - glastonbury chalice well
spring?????}
deep in the heart of the forest
where the sunlight cuts its
shining swords
through emerald canopy
I feel the ancients' breath
run through me
and my heart is full
of their love for me
as I sit
at one
in my mothers temple
Where are the songs of spring?
Where do sweet celebrations ring.
I know a place far from here,
far from world's greedy eye.
Let us go to the Bluebell woods......
Where fragile flowers shyly peep
from out the shadows of the green.
Let us run and leave this place forever.....
Let us go on a journey rare
into a land you may remember
As summer set ??? sunset dips and light grows dimmer,
the evening star casts a silvery shimmer.....
it's time to trip to the land of Faye,
to twilight woodlands let us stray.................
"BLUEBELL POLKA"
ROUND AND ROUND THE TREE WE GO
ROUND AND ROUND IT'S BRANCHES
SPINNING UP AND TWIRLING DOWN
SEEDS HAVE GROWN IN MASSES
BLUEBELLS ON THE FOREST FLOOR
SPRINKLINGS OF DUSK CLOUD
LOVERS LOVING HAND IN HAND
HEARTS A WINGED THEY FEEL PROUD
SEE FORE YONDER VALLEY,
LANDSCAPE SWIFT AND MIGHTY
SUN DIPS THROUGH THE WATER,
TWILIGHT SPELL ENCHANTING
LA, LA LA LA LA ......
LA LA LA LA LA LA
LA, LA LA LA L A......
LA LA LA LA LA LA
DIMLY LIT THE LANTERNS GLOW
LIGHT IS FADING QUICKLY
TIME TO FEAST AND TIME TO PLAY
BLUEBELLS RINGING CLEARLY
MOONING THROUGH THE WILLOW TREES
BENDING IN THEIR HALF LIGHT
CAREFUL FOOT MEANDERING
FRIENDS ARE HERE TO SING BRIGHT
SEE FORE YONDER VALLEY,
LANDSCAPE SWIFT AND MIGHTY
SUN DIPS THROUGH THE WATER,
TWILIGHT SPELL ENCHANTING
LA, LA LA LA LA ......
LA LA LA LA LA LA
LA, LA LA LA LA ......
LA LA LA LA LA LA
(Dreamtime
instrumental break...
taking
us on a journey through a magic garden)
(poetry) ???? extra not on tape?????
"Do we remember the garden,
where the twilight
echoes would ring through our grove.........
and flowers sang their colours into the night...
where moist clay formed into melodious form....
.......and the silken veils of the dancing ones
hung ready on the boughs.....waiting, just waiting
for their creation.......
A wild place...a wild unknown place, a place where
the garden carried and cradled you, where it wept
and laughed and danced and sang with you.......
Embraced within the nook of flowing flowing stream,
flow.....flow .........FLY....FLY...high, mark air
with colour,....dab eyes with breath invisible,
can you feel the garden breathing? can you feel the
garden breathing?...how we are blessed.....
how we are blessed.
As I was walking through the woods today
One of the Pixie-folk I chanced to spy.
And on his little head he wore a tidy piece,
"Sure, I'll have that that," says I.
It was red and green and it was stitched with gold,
It was a handsome sight for to behold.
And from the point of it there hung two golden bells,
One rang high the other low.
Well, he then sang a song it was of trees and beasts,
It was a magic song to that I'd swear.
For as I then leapt out all for to seize the hat,
Sure he turned into a hare.
Then away he ran and I took up the chase,
And to be sure, it was a hardy race.
He twisted here and there, did that crafty hare,
I could not long keep up the pace.
Well, I was out of breath,
could hardly take a step,
So I sat down upon a fallen tree.
And as I tarried there to
rest my weary limbs,
Sure, I quickly fell asleep.
When I'd had forty winks
about an hour had passed
Before I op'ed my eyes again at last;
And there to my surprise,
before my very eyes,
The pixie sat upon the grass
"Well, how d'you do?" says he;
says he, "D'you want my hat?"
And it comes off his head and onto mine.
The pixie now bows low
and then he disappears;
Sure, he's laughing all the time.
I felt fine and bold
in red and green and gold,
I felt a handsome sight for to behold.
But then when I got home
and down the street did roam
I was embarrassed to be told:
It was made of leaves
and stitched with horses hair,
It was a strangely sight for to behold;
And from the point of it
there dangled acorn shells,
And neither made a sound at all.
pixies elves and sprites are really very nice and
leprechauns and gnomes are not so bad
but its the little fairies who live in the trees
are really really really rad
they wear silly hats and
dont use baseball bats
and they're very fluffy to behold
so dont chop down their trees
they really mean it please
cos theyl'll be homeless and be cold
Copyright 1993 Paul Gill
{instrumental - accordian??}
Jesus was a traveller
he went from town to town
he had a sort of vehicle
a cart pulled by a cow
he didn't get moved on
then by loads of angry police
indeed you could park anywhere
and travel as you please
cause Jesus was a traveller
a dirty scrounging bum
I guess he moved around a lot
for carpentry and fun
free parties they had many
people travelled from miles around
cause Jesus was a traveller
he was persecuted too
and the blackbird sings a different song
because he hasn't always been a blackbird
and the oil lines the pockets of the fast city slickers
who make deals with the government the experts and
vicars
trying to cover up the cover-up
hoping to cover up the cover-up
cover up the sea with black crude oil
cover up the earth with black crude oil
cover up the sky with black crude oil
cover up the cover up
cover up the cover up
make a deal break a deal
cover up the oil spill
birds otters dolphins don't pay well
sell a deal buy a deal
cover up the oil spill
cover up the oil spill
cover up the oil spill
and the blackbird sings a different song...
down the road there is a bleeding riot
????
four and twenty ???
and police they cannot keep the quiet
oh my no, before you know
waiting there for me
not that bad you see
???
?????
down the lane I met a country tosser
and I had him for a ??
??
down the pub there is a cally waiting
??
Are you catching what they're saying
their threats are veiled do you understand
that the cattles crook its on a hook
in this never never never land
never never never let you be
they'll never never never set you free
they're privatising prisons
they're for you and they're for me
I find it well hard that security guards
is the growth industry but note:
they're privatising prisons
and they're for you and they're for me
so what's the score,
too poor by law
do you give it em back or do you take some more
is it laying down writing
my head is rioting and fighting
but they're better prepared
but they take a delight in giving us a kicking
I know the windows go
the crowd runs to and the crowd runs fro
a car gets turned
but the public are jo
and the old bill all lets their blood flow
so what do we know
what do we really know
oh yes stop oppression cos we told you so
be really good - you're good to go
you're getting flushed into the flow
you're going down don't you know
shouting stop to them means go
you want a better life
yeah no
it don't work like that
I'm a discontent from a council flat
with a carpeted this, painted that
putting a man in a security hat
he sits watching two big screens
divided down in two sixteen
they watch us come, watch us go
know who we meet, and who we know
its recorded down and kept for 30 days
how long before the policeman play
slow delay or just rewind
its another way of recording crime
slow delay or just rewind
rewind rewind rewind selector
jungle it
are you catching what they're saying
their threats are veiled
do you understand
that the cattles crook
its on a hook
in this never never land
never never never let you be
they'll never never set you free
they're privatising prisons
they're for you and they're for me
the very soul is scarred
that security guards is the growth industry
but note:
they're privatising prisons
and they're for you.
For you,
you're a man
who stands proud with his gun
won't you lay down your weapon
and hold out your hand
For you,
you're a man
who stands proud with a gun
won't you lay down your weapon
and hold out your hand
For me
I'm a woman
with a child at my breast
and I have no weapon
as I hold out my hand
But you you're a man
who stands proud with a gun
won't you throw down your weapon
and hold out your hand
For here is our mother
life's breath
the moon and the sun
who you continue to threaten
please try to understand
For you
are a child
with a dagger at her breast
and now as I stand
in a pool of her blood
Drop down your weapon
her blood's dripping from your hand
her blood is dripping from your hand
For she is the birds the trees and the sea
the dolphins at night
the deer
the you and me
And you are a man
who stands proud with his gun
won't you drop down your weapon
and we'll try to understand
please hold out your hand
it's time it's time
for peace in our land
oh yeah we'll try
to understand
please hold
out your
hand
Tribal Voices cassette Tape Two Side Two contents:
Here is my chance to give a piece of my mind
to sort out my thoughts
and say the things I want to say
against the tide of injustices
we try to make our waves
and I'll feel like king Canute
made impotent with rage
so this is the fact
I cant do it by myself
save the whales mend the forests
sort out the weather and our health
while with the other hand
distribute all the wealth but I know
I know there are a few things that I can do by my
self
I'll never be a hero though I'm sure I'd like to
try
there are things that need doing all around us
all around us in our daily lives
on the billboard of the new car we can all spell
the word why
we can all learn to say no when we're told how to
run our lives
compromise your morals is the order of the day
do what you see the others do its regarded as OK
if you were only one to do it
then you'd nearly die of shame
push button conscience switch off keep the people
tame
don't say that I'm naïve
and although you know its wrong
you have to keep your head down keep plodding
on
its all too obvious I shouldn't have to say
it doesn't have to be this way
When something's wrong
however small item
when your conscience beats
go with it don't fight it
in this way we can keep up the pressure
with our ???when your thoughts words and action inaction
what can you share ???
who can you share with
if your inconvenienced
your life starts to slow
that's the pace your life supposed to go
and the is
electric ? we don't need it our life's not a gas
lifes not a gas
and the ????
tap
full of shit
these
we can live without the guilt
these thoughts are nothing new
its an easy one to grasp
its not been ?? for a hundred years
grasp
trade in your modern life of greed
let your neighbours laugh
but the governments wont be smiling
because we'll have broken free at last
Mr Major
amoeba man
faceless leader
pr man
at least with Thatcher there was scope to fight back
the one twisted preacher in the church of her name
thatcherism, fascisim, added up to the same
the bitch reigned supreme
but now the sombre spectre
of masonic moronic PR puppet
mr major
amoeba man
which stone did you crawl from under
where do you stand
my friend
from clouds of air reach out ??
to the sun that rises each day
to the green of the trees and the hedgerows
there is plenty that's going astray
There's nothing more important than the sunrise
but the clouds are all dirty and grey
the trees that breathe life are falling
dying under which madams????? play
there .are men of power and money??
who know not what they do
they rape the earth of her green and pleasant land
with poisons machines and fumes
Our lonely planet is dying
ten years is all we have left
we must change by then
or her children we condemn
to a poisons of the ??? and death
But all is not lost I am hopeful
there's a spirit so pure and true
it goes grows like a flower in a new house every
hour
we can heal the earth like new
we must heal the earth like new
we will heal the earth like new.
Celebrate our mother - maker in her/a revelry
Music - makers, Tale spakers,
of land alive, of land alive!
Story bringers, Poem singers,
Back home arrive, back home arrive!
Celebrate...
Circle shapers, Merry makers,
such folk are we, such folk are we!
Magic weavers, Dancing dreamers,
come all and be, come all and be!
Celebrate...
{chorus: } Dm/G/Dm
verse: F/G/Dm
live work consume die
I get up yawn stretch and sigh
rub the sleepiness from my eye
make some tea cos my throat is dry
get in a hot bath, sit there, and fry
put on some music, or the radio
but no matter what I try
I cant seem to shake off the sleepy lullaby
as I go off to work, consume, and die
or
find a squat, move in,
get evicted, move out
moving on all the time
losing tat and this and that
traipsing round with a heavy rucksack
breaking and entering -
in an alleged sort of way
feeling shit scared and wondering
when the day will come
when I don't have to live this way
well its here
live work consume die
there are often days when I wonder why
I don't just eat sleep take drugs get high
so that I cant
live work consume die
Who's that girl
the one with the electric blue eye
set like crystal in a perfect face
with a seductive smile
we've seen her in every advert
for every perfume ever made
she tells of wealth and power and sex
never of AIDS
And who's that girl
the one with no name
this is how it is girls
this is how you could be should be
with the purchase of this product
don't you think it looks so good on me
don't you think you should
but it doesn't look so good
on a dog or a rabbit or a chicken or a cat
force fed to a goose or a monkey or a vat ???
or dripped in the eyes of a laboratory rat
anorexic and bulimic and they're making children
sick
in the cheapest sort of image of an advertising trick
who's that guy, the one lying naked in the sea
muscular and bronzed a real man on tv
he's got fast cars, blue eyes
aftershave that drives women wild
he's always strong never cries
So forget it fellas
you'll never be a real man
you're too fat too thin too short too tall
too old too young too hairy too bald
too compassionate to be real men at all
Who's those people
the ones who swallow what they're told
the adverts they go out
and the products they get sold
stereo sound and stereo typing
colour images of colour imaging
turn off the tv put down the magazine
look around look inside
look for the the real thing
peel back the layers of
advertising
thing for yourself - isn't it frightening
insecurity 's making us buy things
developing the need
making us want things
squeezing into clothes to ??? make us seem what we're
not
not not who you are its just what you got
from your childhood days
I want and I want and I want it today
I don't care how much it costs
willing to pay
its just like the one that I just threw away
again and again and again and again
day after day after day after
so stop for a minute this is insane
its not what you own
or how much you can pay
you are who you are what you think what you say
when you realise that you'll be OK
yes you are what you are what you think what you
say
when you realise that you'll be OK
we are one
sometimes sad
sometimes strong
we are one
river flow
to be on
here we are
to be on
to.. be.. on
we can feel
yes we can feel
beyond words
words without songs
tears made for
for emptiness
we are one
so be strong
we ... are one
we ... are one
one apart
we are one
joined by hearts
we are one
oh we are one
{instrumental - accordion + squeakerer?}
hakemo?
{instrumental}
Well a night like this I have rarely seen
Faces in the light a - gleam
Drum and whistle all in tune
All by the light of the shining moon
All by the light of the shining moon
Oh I'll tell you what I know
The fires they were all aglow
People dancing all around
Moving their bodies to the sound
Moving their bodies to the sound
{chorus: }
Risin' full moon, Risin' full moon, Risin' o'er the
land
Risin' people, Risin' people, Rise and make your
stand
Pixies prancing playfully
Jumping leaping joyfully
All the stars are sparklin' high
In the midnight blue night sky
In the midnight blue night sky
Silhouettes of black the trees
Blowing in the gentle breeze
Glowing white clouds all a-driftin'
Slowly in the winds a-shiftin'
Slowly in the winds a-shiftin'
{chorus}
People gathered round a fire
Hazel logs a burnin' higher
Voices chattering cheerfully
Above the clinks of cups of tea
Above the clinks of cups of tea
Wooly ponchos, hats on heads
Boots and beards and plaits and dreads
Tribes a- comin' here to meet
Laughing eyes and dancing feet
Laughing eyes and dancing feet
{chorus}
Rain on faces lightly falling
Dragon rising she's a - calling
join the now and heal the Earth
Time for the tribal people's rebirth
Time for the tribal people's rebirth
Ancient trackways following
On the old hillforts living
Dongas on the trail of freedom
Walking learning Earthly wisdom
Walking learning Earthly wisdom
{chorus}
Well, a night like this I have rarely seen
Faces in the light a - gleam
Drum and whistle all in tune
All by the light of the shining moon
All by the light of the shining moon
Spring equinox,
and Solsbury called me from Catherine's hill;
and On that sunlit Spring morn, on wings of dragon,
to Sulis spring in Larkhall I was borne.
and There upon those sacred slopes
We found a wholeness in word and deed;
and as our ancestors had,
made our stand;
Side by side on the crying land.
Spring equinox to Beltain fire:
What race is this,
that pulls it's children through barbed wire?
and From the emerald crown of birch and ash
We watched their machines as they tore their gash;
Stripping sections from our mother's scalp;
pure hatred spat from yellow jackets' eyes
As they tore us from the trees:
Divorced from all that's pure in them:
their love for life, their dreams.
To learn to love these loveless men
Is one of the hardest things to do:
But their hatred is passed on to them -
don't let it infect you.
learn to love
High like the dreams
creep??? and whispers howling healing..
the breeze
high like my dreams
sleep and waken the difference between us
your/the seed
faces facing for ?? seen
never shifting ever seeing and passing painting
take me in the air
there is all that we knew could be there
thickening in the air
is a love that we always will share
somewhere
through things we see
crazy wonders of all of the dreaming/ers ?? and
we
strange we might be
so lift you eyes open
and try and see what it is that we see
cos strangers is as strangers does
and is it strange to really see feel something
and what??? they know (and??) when they don't know
nothing
how can say you do when you don't hear the cries
no you don't hear the cries
please help me
please hear me
please see me
please feel me
please heal me
please .??. me
cos if you don't then there'll be nothing for you
we'll be gone the things you think you need???
all all the things you think you cant live without
well I'll pick you up and then there'll just be
me again
is that what you really want
is that what you really want??
you ?? think I
think on it ???
so high, like the trees
creep an ?????? whispers are howling and healing
the breeze
high like a dream
sleep and waken
the difference between
no seam
peace be
peace be
peace be to the north
peace be to the east
peace be to the south
and peace be the west
and peace be above
and peace below
and peace be within
and peace without
peace be to the underworld
peace be to the over realm
peace be to this realm upon which I dwell...
and peace be the stars
the sun and the moon
and peace be
to this earth upon which I dwell
for I'm spell bound to you
I am trapped in your web
like no other
I am spell bound to you
to the seasons that ebb
like no other
no other
peace be
peace be
all around
oooooh oooh ooooh ooooh
{tweet tweet}
I'm trying to find you
even though I know you're not there
I've walked far to find you
but I knew you'd be there
searching through shadows
the signs that would tell be where
when I find you, will you let me slip in your skin
I'll climb inside you, then let the magic begin
It grieves me to leave you this way,
Or should I say, I told you this would happen some
day.
If I filled you with some false belief,
then I hope it's within your heart to forgive
{chorus: }
So kiss me and wave me goodbye, my dear;
Hold me and try not to cry, my dear
By morning I'll be far away from here,
So kiss me and wave me goodbye.
I'm back on the road again, back to my roving ways,
And I might pass by here some other day,
And if we should see eye to eye, perhaps then
Things would happen again by and by.
{chorus}
I've packed all my things
And I'm starting to think of tomorrow
And what it will bring to me.
Yesterday's gone and the future has come;
We must learn from what's done
And carry it on...
To I don't know where or when,
So many places and faces, I cannot say if or when
I'll be coming back here again, until then
Let's make this the final farewell.
{chorus}
I seek out some company when the time's right for
me,
But with every meeting comes a parting of ways.
And its not always easy for those who come close
to me,
That's the price for my living this way.
{chorus}
Copyright 1993 Paul Gill
hu nu hee yeah
nu hee yeah
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