05-04-2022, 12:57
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06-04-2022, 13:03
one of my favourite George Harrison songs. Jai krishna jai krishna krishna Jai krishna jai sri krishna Jai radhé jai radhé radhé Jai radhé jai sri radhé Jai krishna jai krishna krishna Jai krishna jai sri krishna Jai radhé jai radhé radhé Jai radhé jai sri radhé He whose eyes have seen What our lives have been And who we really are It is 'He' Jai sri krishna Jai krishna jai krishna krishna Jai krishna jai sri krishna Jai radhé jai radhé radhé Jai radhé jai sri radhé Jai krishna jai krishna krishna Jai krishna jai sri krishna Jai radhé jai radhé radhé Jai radhé jai sri radhé He whose sweetness flows To anyone of those That cares to look His way See His smile Jai sri radhé
"BTO....Bachman,Turner,Overweight
They were big in the 70s....for five minutes,on a Saturday,after lunch..." - Me 2014.
07-04-2022, 23:41
the best live version of this song i have ever seen (or heard) as PW pushes it from a 3 minute pop song to a 7 minute masterpiece. Gentle rain Here it comes again Rattling 'round your window, threatening pain Coming on like a friend, but you know better than Yesterday that held you by a different hand. Hail and stone And all that's gone When everything that passes, cuts to the bone Turning like a wheel dragging a heavy stone A weight that ties you down that you will never own. Strange to see, a paper smile on thee When once you moved and light the room For us all to be Now if I could be the sun I'd shine in your life If I could be the rain, I'd rain from your eyes. And I'd wash away the emptiness you feel inside
"BTO....Bachman,Turner,Overweight
They were big in the 70s....for five minutes,on a Saturday,after lunch..." - Me 2014.
08-04-2022, 22:38
"BTO....Bachman,Turner,Overweight
They were big in the 70s....for five minutes,on a Saturday,after lunch..." - Me 2014.
10-04-2022, 08:51
Everyday i see you wearing things that have never been worn before While the children at the government schools send money for the poor And all you buy you bargain for, with your little man So that from your silks down to your paramour Your tres, tres, paragon So it's a backbeach in the summer The chalet for the snow You poor hoochie gucci fiorucci mama You got really no place to go Antiques flown in from Venice fill your house upon the hill While your money sold the soul love of rock and roll For some cheap disco thrill I've seen your peers pouting over beers The loneliness it showed Mistaking tacky sex for sensuality They bought in Toorak Road So it's a backbeach in the summer The chalet for the snow You poor hoochie gucci fiorucci mama You got really no place to go Inside her empty castle Her lonely heart will dwell The life that she's been losing's Like some stony bagatelle The loving that you never found You don't know the reason why Oh hoochie gucci fiorucci mama Don't you cry
"BTO....Bachman,Turner,Overweight
They were big in the 70s....for five minutes,on a Saturday,after lunch..." - Me 2014. |
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