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Альбом Bay City Rollers



1980
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The Jig
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You say you wanna rock and you say you wanna roll
and the tide is for the money come by
To make it through the night
And take you to height
Cuz I never really done it before
And yes I wanna rock yes I wanna roll
So come on
(Come on)
Come on
(Come on)
Come on
Come on
Come on
Chorus
God Save Rock and roll, anyway you do it it's alright
God save rock and roll, take it to the limit it's alright
God save rock and roll, anyway you make it it's alright
Come on, come on, God save rock and roll
The looney's in your hand so I give it to the band
And the people say that I got it made
So take a look around
And the beat is on the ground
But it's still a gamble, what should I care
But it's just another one-way connection
It's alright
(Alright)
Alright
(Alright)
Alright
Alright
Alright
Repeat chorus
So come on
Instrumental
God Save Rock and roll, anyway you do it it's alright
God save rock and roll, take it to the limit it's alright
**Chant No instruments
God save rock and roll, anyway you make it it's alright
God save rock and roll, take it to the limit it's alright
God save rock and roll, anyway you make it it's alright
God save rock and roll, take it to the limit it's alright

. . .


Getting everybody together
We gotta get you down to the show
Got appointments with the agency now, now
Yet they always say your music's too loud
But as long as we got the people
Well we won't quit til they turn down the sound, yeah
I'm trying hard to sleep in the open
With nothing else but guitars and mike
Have to find a job tomorrow
Cuz it's really quite cold tonight
But you with all your cover of good love
Gonna make me at it cuz you made me decide yeah
I'm working for the people
I'm working for the people
I'm working for the people
I'm working for the people
I'm working for the people
Everybody come and work with me, yeah, yeah
Instrumental
I'm working for the people
(People)
I'm working for the people
I'm working for the people
(People)
I'm working for the people
I'm working for the people
(People)
Everybody come and work with me, yeah, yeah
(People)
(People)
(People)
I'm Working for the people
(People)
I'm working for the people
I'm working for the people
(People)
I'm working for the people

. . .


Did you walk down the imaginary lover
Were you there on the right down on the backstreet guys
So it's a left on the right side of the litter
It's a bitch when the hive and the make-up drags
What a drag
Chorus
It was last night in SOHO I was dancing
Last night in Soho you were there
Then the light comes down and you hear the sound
Of your things not there, you're my last to care
It was last night in Soho I was dancing
(Last night in Soho it was)
Last night in Soho I was dancing
(Last night in Soho it was)
Last night in Soho you were there
Easy come, easy go, let it ride in the city
Don't you know it's the talk of the backrow boys
There's a face and it's more than infactuation
I don't care what you say
You just need your choice from the backrow boys
So you can take your choice
When my hands fall down you just turn around
And you take the blame you just play that game
It was last night in SOHO I was dancing
(last night in Soho it was)
Last night in Soho you were there
Instrumental
Then the light goes down and you hear the sound
Of the broken glass, it could never last
It was last night in Soho I was dancing
(Last night in Soho it was)
Last night in Soho you were there
(last night in Soho it was)
Last night in Soho you were there

. . .


Fly like an eagle, there you go
Sing on your restless jigaloo
Don't bring your troubles back to me
Cuz among the lines I don't wanna see you around
Didn't I tell you, didn't I say don't mess me around
Cause I'm already standing on the ground
And I don't need your love
Oh, Oh,
(you take it to the limit cause you didn't get by no, no)
Chorus
One bad apple doesn't spoil, not a whole bunch does
One man all the times
Doesn't give you the best of my love
The day the circus came to town
To find that their hero was the clown.
Wouldn't you know it
Wouldnt' you say you're coming around
Cuz you're already standing on the ground
And it don't need your love, oh
Repeat Chorus
Hold on, see the show, the circus is in town, let's go
Freak show, don't be slow, ten pretty ladies in a row
Silicon sound with the belly band, thought it was a lady
Buddy, teach their chance, here he comes, here he comes
The day the circus came to town

. . .


It's all so logical, you were so physical
You still don't believe the beau, it's so familiar
It's so easy for him this time, he's crossing on the line
With just one answer I'd blow him away
So how's the weather boy
You look so cold there
They walk right through you now
You need some fresh air
Some try the energist
They got some macho
Don't cut on me this time
Cuz I don't wann nutso
Chorus
Where will you be in '85
What will you be if you're still alive
What will you be,
(who will you be)
you won't see me
(you won't see me)
Where will you be, in '85
Starlights and satiations dry, new complications fly
So real to be with you, dont' need your number
I was expected to, you were directed to
Let's just imagine it's time-out
I always said that you could be some fashion
I always wanted you to take some action
For when I think of it and what you do there
I wish that I could change the time
And let you change some
Repeat Chorus
Instrumental
Where will you be in '85
What will you be if you're still alive
Who will you be,
(what will you be)
And you won't see me
(you won't see me)
Where will you be, in '85
Come on tell now
What will you be in '85
Yes what I can tell you now
Who will you see if you're still alive

. . .


So I come to play the love in New York
Where it was covered in snow, what a time to show
Still said it was new to me
And it was good to be there
It was like a fantasy
Though I was in it going to California
The music business is in L.A.
And the money is there, they say
So I packed my bags again
And we came into L.A.
To see the warmer day than we had seen in New York
Like I'd come to stay
I met a friend of mine who took me on home
And I heard her say, she said

Honey, no, don't leave L.A. you're just a lonely driver
Driving til the other end
This lonely race that you're in
She said now, honey, no no no don't leave L.A.
You're just a lonely rider looking for something to ride
Honey, don't leave L.A.

After hitching a ride into Hollywood
Just to see the famous scene I understood
Spent the nights with the girl that I knew
I knew that I was getting to know
With all the things we knew
So I got into her and she got into me
Ooh we was living out of money, you know
I got a feeling that came right through to me
When that woman took me by the hand
And she said

Honey, don't leave L.A. you're just a lonely driver
Driving til the other end
This lonely race that you're in
She said now, honey, no no no don't leave L.A.
You're just a lonely rider looking for something to ride
Honey, don't leave L.A.

And she said Honey, no, don't leave L.A. you're just a lonely driver
Driving til the other end
This lonely race that you're in
She said now, honey, no no no don't leave L.A.
You're just a lonely rider looking for something to ride
And I heard hear say Honey, don't you leave L.A.
You're just a lonely rider looking for something to ride
Honey, don't leave L.A.
Honey, don't you ever leave L.A.

. . .


Oh here I am after all these years
In a little hole in New York City
It's a little room up there
To cover me up by this snow as it falls outside
Out to all sweets of the pavement city
Will I ever feel the cold miles and miles away from home
I hope to get to sleep, stayed up through the night
After seeing half of the broadway movie
I got up there everyday, a toke of cocaine
And haven't found a snow on Forty Second street
See the hough pretending how they want you
Still I never paid for it miles and miles away from home
Chorus
Yes it was real, I love New York
Yes it was real, I love New York
Yes it was, it was a real and a lie
Could it ever break you
Could it ever make you in New York
What's the time, as I think of her
Does it make a difference on the other side
She may well be sleeping now
So cover me up with the dreams we share
If we could sleep tonight
In this heated carpet magic city
Could she ever hear me now, calling out
Repeat Chorus
Away from home

. . .

The Jig

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Did anybody tell you how high the sky
Did anyone explore you, it's easy if you try
You say your life ain't easy
Living for the day
Your strength is in the knowing
That there is another way
Yes you are one, you are, you see
It's clear to me that you are still sleeping
Did anybody hear you when you said there's more
More the day, today assertion, did you find an open door
Journey through the high now
Let your spirit free
The present was tomorrow
It's so easy if you see
But only the young die old
Only fools are free
And time is a passing phase
So who holds the key
Yes you, are one, you are, you see
It's clear to me that you are still dreaming

. . .


Got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe your hair's alright
Hey babe let's go (stay) out tonight
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You sexy thing, you put them on

Rebel rebel put on your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel how could they know
Hot tramp I love you so

You like me and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they play it hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You sexy thing, you put them on

Rebel rebel, put on your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
rebel rebel, how could they know
Hot tramp, I love you so

*repeat chorus*

Rebel rebel, put on your dress
Rebel rebel,your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know
Hot tramp I love you so

Put on your dress, your face is a mess
You can't get enough but enough ain't the test
Transmission and live wire
You try a vibration and a handful of loot
You want a DJ when they count up the dudes

And I love your dress
Your a juvenile success
Because your face is a mess

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