Down Memory Lane: A Visit to the Old ISB
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The Mai Pen Rai Tour
Down Memory Lane: A Visit to the Old ISB
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Bangkok and Pattaya memories
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Far between sundown’s finish an’ midnight’s broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway as thunder went crashing
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees of the unarmed road of flight
An’ for each an’ ev’ry underdog soldier in the night
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Even though a cloud’s white curtain
In a far-off corner flashed
An’ the hypnotic splattered mist Was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
An’ for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Starry-eyed an’ laughing as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
As we listened one last time an’ we watched with one last look
Spellbound an’ swallowed ’til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an’ worse
An’ for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Frankie Lee and Judas Priest
They were the best of friends
So when Frankie Lee needed money one day
Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens
placed them on a footstool
Just above the plotted plain
Sayin’, “Take your pick, Frankie Boy
My loss will be your gain”
Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right down
Put his fingers to his chin
With the cold eyes of Judas on him
His head began to spin
“Could ya please not stare at me like that, ” he said
“It’s just my foolish pride
But sometimes a man must be alone
And this is no place to hide”
Well, Judas, he just winked and said
“All right, I’ll leave you here
But you’d better hurry up and choose
Which of those bills you want, before they all disappear”
“I’m gonna start my pickin’ right now
Just tell me where you’ll be”
Judas pointed down the road
And said, “Eternity”
“Eternity?”, said Frankie Lee
With a voice as cold as ice
“That’s right”, said Judas, “Eternity
Though you might call it ‘Paradise'”
“I don’t call it anything”
Said Frankie Lee with a smile
“All right”, said Judas Priest
“I’ll see you after a while”
Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back down
Feelin’ low and mean
When just then a passing stranger
Burst upon the scene
Saying, “Are you Frankie Lee, the gambler
Whose father’s deceased?
Well, if you are, there’s a fellow callin’ you, down the road
And they say his name is Priest”
“Oh, yes, he is my friend”
Said Frankie Lee in fright
“I do recall him very well
In fact, he just left my sight”
“Yes, that’s the one, ” said the stranger
As quiet as a mouse
“Oh, my message is, he’s down the road
Stranded in a house”
Well, Frankie Lee, he panicked
He dropped everything and ran
Until he came on to the spot
Where Judas Priest did stand
“What kind of house is this, ” he said
“Where I have come to roam?”
“It’s not a house”, says Judas Priest
“It’s not a house, it’s a home”
Well, Frankie Lee, he trembled
He soon lost all control
Over everything which he had made
While the mission bells did toll
He just stood there staring
At that big house as bright as any sun
With four and twenty windows
And a woman’s face in every one
Well, up the stairs ran Frankie Lee
With a soulful, bounding leap
And foaming at the mouth
He began to make his midnight creep
For sixteen nights and days he raved
But on the seventeenth he burst
Into the arms of Judas Priest
Which is where he died of thirst
No one tried to say a thing
When they carried him out in jest
Except, of course, the little neighbor boy
Who carried him to rest
And he just walked along, alone
With his guilt so well concealed
And muttered underneath his breath
“Nothing is revealed”
Well, the moral of the story
The moral of this song
Where one does not belong
So when you see your neighbor carrying somethin’
Help him with his load
And don’t go mistakig Paradise
For that home across the road
As I went out one morning
To breathe the air around Tom Paine’s
I spied the fairest damsel
That ever did walk in chains
I offer’d her my hand
She took me by the arm
I knew that very instant
She meant to do me harm
Depart from me this moment
I told her with my voice
Said she, but I don’t wish to
Said I, But you have no choice
I beg you, sir, she pleaded
From the corners of her mouth
I will secretly accept you
And together we’ll fly south
Just then Tom Paine, himself
Came running from across the field
Shouting at this lovely girl
And commanding her to yield
And as she was letting go her grip
Up Tom Paine did run
I’m sorry, sir, he said to me
I’m sorry for what she’s done
I give her all my love
That’s all I do
And if you saw my love
You’d love her too
I love her
She gives my everything
And tenderly
The kiss my lover brings
She brings to me
And I love her
A love like ours
Could never die
As long as I
Have you near me
Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love her, mm
Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love her
“There must be some way out of here,” said the joker to the thief
“There’s too much confusion, I can’t get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth”
“No reason to get excited,” the thief, he kindly spoke
“There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I, we’ve been through that, and this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late”
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl
When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joy within you dies
Don’t you want somebody to love
Don’t you need somebody to love
Wouldn’t you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love
Love, love
When the garden flowers, baby are dead, yes and
Your mind, your mind is so full of red
Don’t you want somebody to love
Don’t you need somebody to love
Wouldn’t you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love
Your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
Yeah, but in your head, baby
I’m afraid you don’t know where it is
Don’t you want somebody to love
Don’t you need somebody to love
Wouldn’t you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love
Tears are running down
They’re all running down your breast
And your friends, baby
They treat you like a guest
Don’t you want somebody to love
Don’t you need somebody to love
Wouldn’t you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love
with links to lyrics and audio files of these songs by the original artists
I can’t get no… Satisfaction, I can’t get no… Satisfaction,
And I try, and I try, And I try, and I try.
I can’t get no…..Satisfaction, I can’t get no…..Satisfaction,
When I’m driving in my car,
And that man comes on the radio,
And he’s tellin’ me more and more,
‘Bout some useless information,
Supposed to fire my imagination,
I can’t get no… Hey hey hey…Thats what I say.
I can’t get no… Satisfaction, I can’t get no… Satisfaction,
And I try, and I try, And I try, and I try.
I can’t get no…..Satisfaction, I can’t get no…..Satisfaction,
When I’m watching my TV
And some man comes on and tells me,
How white my shirts could be.
But he can’t be a man,’cause he doesn’t
smoke,
The same cigarettes as me.
I can’t get no… Oh no no no…
Hey hey hey…Thats what I say.
I can’t get no… Satisfaction,
I can’t get no… Satisfaction,
When I’m riding ’round the world
And I’m doing this, and I’m signing that,
And I’m trying to meet some girl,
And tell me,”Baby, better come back. Maybe
next week
‘Cause you see I’m on a losin’ streak.”
I can’t get no…Oh no no no…
Hey hey hey…Thats what I say.