Альбом The Yardbirds

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I'm not talking,Well that's what I got to say.I used to think I knew it,Man I sure outgrew it.Things like idle chatter,Ain't the things that matter,That's one thing I can do without.
I'm not talking,Well that's what I got to say.Things I say at midnight,I ain't gonna say in daylight.I reached the final conclusion,And all this persecution,Don't call me, baby, I'll call you.
I'm not talking,Well that's what I got to say.Things I say at midnight,I ain't gonna say in daylight.I reached the final conclusion,And all this persecution,That's one thing I can do without.
I'm not talking,Well that's what I got to say.If I said things were awful,It might just be unlawful.If I said things were splendid,You might just be offended.That's one thing I can do without.

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BBC versionI'm not talking,Well that's what I got to say.If I said things were splendid,Our mom might be offended.If I said things were awful,It may just be unlawful.That's one thing I can do without.
I'm not talking,Well that's what I got to say.Used to think I knew it,Man I sure outgrew it.Things like idle chatter,Ain't the things that matter,Don't call me baby, I'll call you.
I'm not talking,Well that's what I got to say.If I said things at midnight,I ain't gonna say 'em in daylight.I reached the final conclusion,And all this persecution,Don't call me, baby, I'll call you.

(James McCarty)
You made it very clear
How you feel about
The way you put me down
When ever I'm around
What your thinking of
Your crying out for love
crying out for love

Your bitter words today
Are another way
Of hiding how you feel
Hiding what is real
What your thinking of
Your crying out for love
crying out for love

The love you need so much
You push away
All the gold you touch
Might as well be Clay
What your thinking of
Your crying out for love
crying out for love

(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith)
I'm searching for my baby,
Well I think I'm gonna cry.
I'm searching for my baby,
I think I'm gonna cry, yeah.
I can't find that woman,
No matter how hard I try.

Well I've got myself a car,
And the thing is painted blue.
Well I've got myself a car,
And that thing is painted blue.
But no matter what's done to me baby,
I guess I'll always be blue.


I got a hundred and fifty things,
Now all I gotta find is you.
I got a hundred and fifty things,
Now all I gotta find is you.
And if the Nazz don't help me baby,
You better forget about me too.

For your love.
For your love.
For your love.
I'd give you everything and more, and that's for sure.
For your love.
I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door.
For your love.

To thrill you with delight,
I'll give you diamonds bright.
There'll be things that will excite,
To make you dream of me at night.

For your love.
For your love.
For your love.

For your love, for your love,
I would give the stars above.
For your love, for your love,
I would give you all I could.

For your love.
For your love.
For your love.
I'd give the moon if it were mine to give.
For your love.
I'd give the stars and the sun 'fore I live.
For your love.

To thrill you with delight,
I'll give you diamonds bright.
There'll be things that will excite,
To make you dream of me at night.

For your love.
For your love.
For your love.
For your love.

(James McCarty)
You can read it in the morning
You can read read it late at night
Well there's been another warning
Or there's been another fight
There's a scandal going on
Some reporter stumbled on
About a leek in the press
And the world is in a mess
Wont you spare me from this story
'Cause I only get confused
Please don't tell me about the news
Please don't tell me about the news

Well some body told me lately
You've been seen down the town
Showing off your latest number
With some young guy hanging 'round
You were flirting with a kid
In a way you never did
When we used to be around
And we thought we had it found
Wont you spare me from this story
Babe I'll only get confused
Please don't tell me about the news
Please don't tell me about the news

There's a man in an office
And you know he's on the make
Long ago he sold his conscience
For the company's sake
Now he's really sealed his fate
By building an estate
An old sacred site
So we cant give up this fight
Wont you spare me from this story
And all those I would accuse
Please don't tell me about the news
Please don't tell me about the news

Aboard a train
I met a dame
She was a hipster
Man a real gone dame
She wasn't pretty
For New York City
As we strut down on that ol' fairlane
With a heave and a ho
I just couldn't let her go

Get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
Get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
With a heave and a ho
I just couldn't let her go

The train kept a rollin' all night long
The train kept a rollin' all night long
The train kept a rollin' all night long
The train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave and a ho
I just couldn't let her go

I made a stop round Albuquerque
She must'a thought I was real gone jerk
Got off the train at El Paso
A' looking so good I couldn't let her go
With a heave and a ho
I just couldn't let her go

The train kept a rollin' all night long
The train kept a rollin' all night long
The train kept a rollin' all night long
The train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave and a ho
I just couldn't let her go

(James McCarty)
He's Just 'round the corner
Nobody will warn ya'
You wont see his coming
The way your life's a running
As he tries to wreck you
He's bound to affect you
Stops your inspiration
And all your creation

Chorus

Hey hey hey hey
Mr. Saboteur
You wont see him waiting
As he quietly starts to stir
hey hey hey hey
Mr. Saboteur
He's there

He's easy to hide
He's deep down inside
You wont see him scheming
Wile your quietly dreaming
He may try to take you
Or very slowly break you
He'll make It all so black
you won't get it back

Chorus

Hey hey hey hey
Mr. Saboteur
You wont see him waiting there
Right behind the door
hey hey hey hey
Mr. Saboteur
He's there

Shapes of things before my eyes,
Just teach me to despise.
Will time make men more wise?
Here within my lonely frame,
My eyes just hurt my brain.
But will it seem the same?

Come tomorrow, will I be older?
Come tomorrow, may be a soldier.
Come tomorrow, may I be bolder than today?

Now the trees are almost green.
But will they still be seen?
When time and tide have been.
Fall into your passing hands.
Please don't destroy these lands.
Don't make them desert sands.

Chorus, Lead.

Soon I hope that I will find,
Thoughts deep within my mind.
That won't disgrace my kind.

Feet on the sidewalk
I feel kinda sick
Hands out front
I need a white stick
Blurred in the morning
Bruised at night
Falling in the darkness
Could've been a fight

My blind life
I cant see the road
I cant see the light

Kicking in the doorway
Climbing up the stairs
wading in the water
Knocking on the door
Bringing home the Bacon
Back to the wall
Feel like a looser
Gonna take a fall

My blind life
I cant see the road
I cant see the light

My blind life
I cant see the road
I cant see the light

(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith)
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Cars and girls are easy come by in this day and age,
Laughing, joking, drinking, smoking,
Till I've spent my wage.
When I was young people spoke of immorality,
All the things they said were wrong,
Are what I want to be.

(Hey)
Over under sideways down,
(Hey)
Backwards forwards square and round.
(Hey)
Over under sideways down,
(Hey)
Backwards forwards square and round.
When will it end, when will it end,
When will it end, when will it end.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
I find comment 'bout my looks irrelativity,
Think I'll go and have some fun,
'Cos it's all for free.
I'm not searching for a reason to enjoy myself,
Seems it's better done,
Than argued with somebody else.

(Hey)
Over under sideways down,
(Hey)
Backwards forwards square and round.
(Hey)
Over under sideways down,
(Hey)
Backwards forwards square and round.
When will it end, when will it end,
When will it end, when will it end.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Over under sideways down...

(Michael Hugg/Brian Hugg)
Can you judge a man,
By the way he wears his hair?
Can you read his mind,
By the clothes that he wears?
Can you see a bad man,
By the pattern on his tie?

Well then, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Oh, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I.

Could you tell a wise man,
By the way he speaks or spells?
Is this more important,
Than the stories that he tells?
And call a man a fool,
If for wealth he doesn't strive?

Well then, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Oh, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I.

Can you condemn a man,
If you're faith he doesn't hold?
Say the colour of his skin,
Is the colour of his soul?
Could you say that men,
For king and country all must die?

Well, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Oh, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I.

In the mystery of being
Sometimes when it's not so easy seeing
Where you're going, what will be tomorrow
Wondering about the path to follow

In the darkness we bump into each other
And it's hard for me to call you brother
In my heart the questions are burning
Someone said the journey is the learning

If I could shine a light on where I'm going
If I could shine a light on what I'm doing
If I could find the love that might be freeing
In this mystery of being

In the mystery of living
Seems to me there's such a joy in giving
Without sadness how could there be elation
Feel my life is down to my creation

If I could shine a light on where I'm going
If I could shine a light on what I'm doing
If I could find the love that might be freeing
In this mystery of being

Here I stand amid the roar
Of a surf tormented shore
And I hold within my hand
Grains of a golden sand
How few how yet they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep, while I weep

Oh God can I not grasp
One with a tighter clasp
Oh God can I not save
One from the pitiless wave
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream
But a dream, but a dream

Take this kiss upon the brow
And in parting from you now
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream
But a dream, but a dream

Meeting people on my way
Seemingly I've known one day
Familiarity of things
That my dreaming always brings

Happenings ten years time ago
Situations we really know
But the knowing is in the mind
Sinking deep into the well of time
Sinking deep into the well of time

Walking in the room I see
Things that mean a lot to me
Why they do I'll never know
Memories don't strike me so
Memories don't strike me so

It seems to me I've been here before
The sounds I heard, and the sights I saw
Was it real, was it in my dreams
I need to know what it all means

Happenings ten years time ago
Situations we really know
But the knowing is in the mind
Sinking deep into the well of time
Sinking deep into the well of time

A man I knew
Died too young
And in the end
His song unsung
He touched my life
He touched my soul
Given time he'd reach his goal

An original man that I knew
An original man right through

A sadness hidden
Behind his gaze
Before his time
In many ways
People copy,
Take and steal
But my friend he was for real

An original man that I knew
An original man right through

Time gives
And takes away
Everybody has their day
Even now
I see your face
You never left without a trace

An original man that I knew
An original man right through