this century And he swore that it was true And in the morning I could see him fade Was it fact or fiction? Who can say? (Storyteller) I believe ev'ry word you say (Storyteller
this century and he swore that it was true And in the morning I could see him fade Was it fact or fiction? Who can say? (Storyteller) I believe ev'ry word you say (Storyteller
Tercüme: Ray Davies. Hikâyeci.
This is the age of machinery, A mechanical nightmare, The wonderful world of technology, Napalm, hydrogen bombs, biological warfare, This is the twentieth
It was clear to everybody in the family that as a cripple I was a complete failure. I did no better at college, actually. I went to the Hornsey College
My art school babe with your palette-knives and brushes, Painted face, Egyptian eye-brows and bright red lips Pale white make-up, tight black skirts
From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar, When the dawn begins to crack. It's all part of my autumn almanac. Breeze blows leaves of a musty
Got back to the frontroom, Dave was plugged in to the green amplifier Pete was on the bass, they sounded great Dave had this great way of playing the
Dad was a real party animal. He loved to go at the pub and have a singsong with his mates and drink as much stout as possible. All of his cronies used
There was still a problem. We had to get management. You're nothing without management, are you? We were discovered playing in a pub by two very well
But we didn't care. We were on the road. Robert and Grenville gave us some money to buy a second-hand door mobil, a little van. And we put our little
In the book X-Ray the decrepit old rock 'n' roll singer talks about this mystery girl he used to know when he was on the road. It's a girl he calls Julie
And as I walked round those tidy streets I thought to myself "How can anybody be at all unhappy in such a perfect world?" How wrong I was! There's a
My name is of no importance. You see, I'm a product of a century which started at the height of class-conscious imperialism and ended with a society
it. A party would take place in the front room. But it was my big sisters. You see, they put on records by pop idols of their generation. People like Johnny Ray
There's a room in a house in a street in a manor in a borough That's part of a city that is generally referred to as London It's a dark place, a mysterious
(Instrumental)
See my friends, See my friends, Layin' 'cross the river, See my friends, See my friends, Layin' 'cross the river, She is gone, She is gone and now
