1. |
Gimme Rain
05:50
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Gimme rain, gimme no pain
Gimme endless, endless summer days
'Cause you and me babe, we're just part of a chain
So give, gimme rain
I see those heavy clouds as I'm walking out in the street
They don't give me any cause for alarm though I've no shoes on my feet
'Cause I got nothing babe, I got nothing that I gotta do
But sit here and spend a rainy day with you
So gimme rain, gimme no pain
Gimme endless, endless summer days
'Cause you and me babe, we're just part of a chain
So give, gimme rain
We'll sit inside and spin some records on the record machine
We'll dance and sing as if our lives were only a dream
'Cause we got the Beatles, and lordy we got Jefferson Airplane
So how could I regret a thing?
When god he gives me rain
Gimme no pain
Gimme endless, endless summer days
'Cause you and me babe, we're just part of a chain
So give, gimme rain
If as the day goes down the sky continues to pour
It doesn't matter baby 'cause we don't need to worry no more
So lay down beside me, you know that there can be no doubt
We'll have the rain without any clouds
So gimme rain, gimme no pain
Gimme endless, endless summer days
'Cause you and me babe, you know we're just a part of a chain
So give, gimme rain
You gotta gimme rain, gimme no pain
Gimme endless, endless summer days
'Cause you and me babe, we're just part of a chain
So give, come on gimme rain
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2. |
This Ol' Dog
03:14
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There's a mangy dog walking down the road
Got grease in his hair, got fleas in his toenails
Though he knows that he looks like hell
This ol' dog is feelin' groovy
He goes into town, hears the children scream
Hell musta sent us some kinda demon
But the cracking stones, they don't bother him none
Nah, this ol' dog is feelin' groovy
He goes to a dog park to see his own kind
And quickly finds out that they're anything but
But the gnashing and biting doesn't cloud his mind
This ol' dog is feelin' groovy
Although life can get a little grim
You know you don't have to take it hard
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3. |
What's In Your Head?
02:24
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You've gotta feed your starving mind, girl
By finding something new
You've gotta leave your world behind, girl
In search of something true
You never cared what anybody said,
All I wanna know is what's in your head
And though I tried my best to warn ya
I knew your mind was set
You took a bus out to California
I smoked a cigarette
Now you're fighting for a little bread
All I wanna know is what's in your head
Yes, you've gotta feed your starving mind, girl
By finding something new
But don't forget while you're on the line, girl
To feed your belly too
You're out there walking on a piece of thread
All I wanna know is what's in your head
All I wanna know is what's in your head
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4. |
Straight Dead Beat
03:44
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Well I am straight dead beat
I walk to work though I'm dead on my feet
And only god can see
My wretched state, oh my misery
And I can't stand this street
The empty eyes of the people I meet
But how can I compete?
I'm just a cog in the big machine
Have I been had?
Even the television makes me sad
Or am I mad?
There's something strange going on
I think that I've been
Have I been had?
Even the television makes me sad
Or am I mad?
There's something strange going on
I think that I've been had
Sometimes I think I'm dumb
A victim of liberal media
A rabbit on the run
I've had my fill of this propaganda
I'm just a straight deadbeat
I'll walk to work though I'm dead on my feet
And only god will see
My wretched state, oh my misery
Have I been had?
Even the television makes me sad
Or am I mad?
There's something strange going on
I think that I've been had
Have I been had?
Even the television makes me sad
Or am I mad?
There's something strange going on
I think that I've been
I think that I've been had
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5. |
Utopia
07:47
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Earth's finest children have never seen such a place
And fewer still have thought to go
In the widest water off the shores of the cape
There's a secret place I've never known
Woah-oh, Utopia!
Way down below the sea
Even though you wanna go
It's not for you and me
But standing seaward watching waves hit the beach
My eager heart begins to grow
Maybe that city's not so far out of reach
If I just had the guts to go
Woah-oh, so here we go
I'm dropping like a stone
Don't you know the wind is blowing
Like a whistle through my bones
And it feels like, and it feels like, and it feels like
Kinda feels like I'm flying
And as I hit the floor I wonder if I can believe what my eyes are seeing
Ten thousand ancient buildings scattered around and lost souls with their eyes on me
Then all with one voice like a knife through my soul came these words of diluvian grief
Behold the golden city, crumbled and sunk 'neath the weight of our own misdeeds
We feel the earth rumbling
Will you be guilty of our ancient sin?
Whirlpool wakens, sending me home
And it feels like, and it feels like, and it feels like
Kinda feels like I'm dying
Witness to the ocean's floor, I stand before you
Come and heed my tale
Rainclouds hover over me,
Lightning strikes like hail
Earth is surely trembling, crumbling
And it won't be long
Who will weep for all of us
When this world is gone?
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The Decadent Phase Lethbridge, Alberta
The Decadent Phase is Lethbridge's grooviest rock and roll outfit, formed in 2017 with a 1967 sound.
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