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The Monkees
The Monkees


Информация
Откуда Los Angeles, California, United States
Жанры Pop
Годы 1966—н.в.
Лейблы Arista Records
RCA Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Davy Jones
Micky Dolenz
Peter Tork
Бывшие участники
Michael Nesmith



Альбом The Monkees


33 1/3 Revolutions Per Monkee (1968)
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Solfeggietto
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I'm a wind up man
Programmed to be entertaining
Turn the key
I'm a fully automatic
Wind up man
Invented by the teeny bopper
Turn me on
And I will sing a song about a
Wind up man

I'm a wind up man
Programmed to be entertaining
Turn me on
And I will sing a song about a
Wind up world
Of people watching television
Wind up man
Can you hear me laughing at you?
Wind up man
Wind up man
Wind up man...

. . .


I go ape every time I see you smile
I'm a ding dong gorilla and I'll carry you cave man style
I'm gonna bop you on the head and love you all the while

Well, I'm a monkey's uncle and a cousin to a chimpanzee
I was a-reelin' and a-rockin' and a-swingin' from a coconut tree
Oh, honey don't you see, you bring out the monkey business in me

"I don't believe it!"

Honey don't you know I'm gonna be true to you
I'll keep you in bananas, and bring you coconuts too
And we'll settle down in the nearest county zoo

Oh, ranga tanga ting tong, I'm related to an old King Kong
Don't you say you're mine, with the honky-tonky monkey shine
When you hold my hand I'm a pre-historic man
Ha ha ha ha ha, I go ape!

. . .


Micky:
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else, but not for me
Love was out to get me (do do do, do do)
That's the way it seemed to me (do do do, do do)
Disappointment haunted all my dreams

Then I saw her face (then I saw her face)
Now I'm a believer (J: I'm a believer)
Not a trace (J: not a trace)
Of doubt in my mind (J: in his mind)
I'm in love (J: I'm in love)
Now I'm a believer
I couldn't leave her if I tried
If I tried

Julie:
I thought love was more or less a givin' thing
Seems the more I gave, the less I got (M: get a little less)
What's the use in tryin'? (M: I kept on tryin')
All you get is pain (M: I got a pain in my eyes)
When I needed sunshine I got rain (M: got-a rain, a-rain in my eyes)

M: I saw her face (then I saw her face)
M: Now I'm a believer / J: Believer
M: Not not-a not-a not-a trace / J: Not a trace
J: Of doubt in his mind / M: Of doubt in my mind
J: He's in love / M: I'm in love
M: And I'm a believer
I couldn't leave her if I tried
Try, try, gotta try, try to believe her, try to believe her...

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And is it so, once you thou art returning?
Hast thou lost thy way as once before?
I warned thee more than many times, thus would it be.
I shall not be thy refuge once more.

Thou makest me free then soon thou makest demands on me
And I am not thy love, thou workest in me slavery.
But I shan't hear thee as before.
I prithee, do not ask for love once more.

So go my way, and soon I shall go likewise.

And if thy path be high, then be mine low.
Behold my footsteps in the sand, but follow not.
For soon they shall be covered with snow.

Thou makest me free then soon thou makest demands on me
And I am not thy love, thou workest in me slavery.
But I shan't hear thee as before.
I prithee, do not ask for love once more.

I prithee, do not ask for love once more.

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Now it's quite awhile ago that I had a strange intuition
Something was wrong with my gold record situation...

Why they say with so much adoration...

Well, I can't see that that makes it right...

So for awhile, I'll just play my guitar
Sing along!
And I'll play a couple of tunes, yes, yes
And I know that it may not get me too far
But it's the only thing I believe that's true

Well the devil incarnate runnin' music supervision
Put me into a state of cataleptic euphemism...

Somebody's preachin' 'bout the wonder world of Communism...

Me and I don't understand at all and...

So for awhile, I'll just play my guitar
And I'll sing a couple of these tunes
And I know that it may not get me too far
But it's the only thing I believe that's true

Well, tell me Mr. TV Man
Just where you make your morals stand
Which way each day do you take your pay
Do you walk straight up?
Or do you face the other way?
Whoa... RUGULATOR!

For awhile, I'll just play my guitar
And I'll sing a couple of tunes
And I know that it may not get me too far
But it's the only thing I believe that's true
Yes, it's the only thing I believe that's true

. . .


Smiling a painted smile for awhile
Ragidy Ann and I walk along
Under the painted sky
Funny how time is flying

Alice in Wonderland
Would you minds
If I just hold your hand for awhile
Maybe you'll understand when I say

Hello Cinderella
I believe their playing our song
It certainly has been lovely
But I've got to be getting along


So Goldilocks for a while
Would you mind
Smiling your perfect smile
You and I walking the painted road
Going where time won't follow

Yes Little Red Riding Hood
Isn't it perfectly understood
When I say
Living a storybook is better than
Waiting for tomorrow

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Ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba
At the hop!

Well, you can rock it, you can roll it
You can slop and you stroll it
At the hop-hop-hop
When the band stops playin'
You calypso with the chicken
At the hop-hop-hop
Do the dance sensation that's sweepin' the nation
At the hop-hop-hop

(hop baby hop) Let's go to the hop
(hop baby hop) Let's go to the hop (oh baby)
(hop baby hop) Let's go to the hop (oh baby)
(hop baby hop) Let's go to the hop
Ho-ho-hop (hop baby hop)

. . .


Ya, ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya

Oh, Little Darlin'
Oh, Little Darlin'
Oh where
Where are you?
My love-uh, I was wrong-uh
To try, to love two
Hoo-uh, hoo-uh, hoo-uh, hoo-uh

Well-uh
That's my lover
I was uh-just,
Just for you-ah

My Darlin'
I need you
To call my own
And never do wrong
To hold in mine
Your little hand
I'll know too soon
That all is so grand
Please, hold my hand

. . .


A string for my kite
Would really be nice
For then I could pull
A cloud from the sky
And baby then, the sun would shine
And maybe I might even find a road
To where I'm goin'
If I'm goin'
Anywhere...
Anywhere...
Anywhere...

. . .

Solfeggietto

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. . .



Hey, hey, mercy woman,
Plays a song and no one listens,
I need help, I'm falling again,
Play the drum a little louder;
Tell me I can live without her,
If I only listen to the band,
Listen to the band.
Weren't they good?
They made me happy,
I think I can make it alone.
Oh, mercy woman,
Plays a song and no one listens,
I need help, I'm falling again,
Play the drum a little bit louder;
Tell them they can live without her,
If they only listen to the band,
Listen to the band.
Now, weren't they good?
They made me happy,
I think I can make it alone.
Oh, woman,
Plays a song and no one listens,
I need help; I'm falling again,
Come on, play the drums,
Just a little bit louder,
Tell us we can live without her,
Now that we have listened to the band.
Listen to the band!


. . .


"The End... The End... The End... The End... The End... The End..."

California here it comes
Right back where it started from

"The End... The End..."

Oh yes, oh yes, this is the end, this is the living end!

"The End..."

Oh, the joint is really going to rock tonight!

"It's going to ROCK!"

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Californ-Californ-Californ-Californ-Californ-Californ-
Here it comes!

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