Cover di How High the Moon: Live at the Viper Room

How High the Moon: Live at the Viper Room
Live - 1997 - Debaser id 181927

di Masters of Reality

Good morning!
And I say what a joy it is
to look ahead to read the signs of your future
So much happiness is in store for you
the most brilliantly lighted of stars
will be put to shame by the brightness of your life
Oh happiness what an elusive thing you are
But thank God you were born beneath the stars
Drop another coin in the slot & I will tell you more


Oh my, little shiny thing
Gets me in the morning
Bringing me round
From the deepest sleep
Wakin' me up
And layin' me down
When I was just a little boy
I tried to cross the river
Jumped on an alligator
I thought he was a horse

Oh my, little shiny thing
Get me, get me everything
Oh my, little Doraldine
Get me in the morning
And bring me 'round
From the deepest sleep
Wakin' me up and layin' me down
Layin' me down

Oh my
Oh sister Doraldine
Get me in the morning
and bringing me 'round
From the deepest sleep
Wakin' me up
And laying me down
When we were just a little girl
We tried to catch the bluebird
But he grabbed her and he ate her
Oh, look out!
Il tuo voto:
She got me when she got her dress on
She got me when she got her dress on
She got me me when she looked fine
When she got her dress on
She got me when she got down
When she got her dress on

She got me when she got her dress on
Got it on

She got me when she got her dress on
She got me when she got her dress on
She got me when she looked fine
And now she gets it all the time
She got me when she got her dress on

She got me when she got her dress on
Got it on
Il tuo voto:
John Brown
Bring him down
Pull his body
To the ground
Left him up
For long enough
Let me be
The baby gruff
John Brown
Bring him down
Pull his body
To the ground

Holiday, holiday
I declare a holiday
Holiday, holiday
No matter what the doctors say
Holiday, holiday
We pull John down
At noon today
Tomorrorw day, nothing rings
Nothing rings and nothing brings
Il tuo voto:
I found my place in bed
Three feet beneath your head
I wanted to stay home
And I couldn't think of nothing new

I moved like syrup (slow)
I moved I didn't know
I'd took off from my faith
And I couldn't think of nothing new

Boo hoo boo hoo boo hoo


Waiting waiting
I'd been called down
Waiting waiting
Would I rebound
Waiting waiting

I found my place in bed
Three feet beneath your head
I wanted to stay home
And I couldn't think of nothing new
Boo hoo boo hoo boo hoo
Il tuo voto:
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