ANARCHY BOASTS

bohemea:

The Beach Boys - Caroline, No

Where did your long hair go?
Where is the girl I used to know?
How could you lose that happy glow?
Oh Caroline, no.

Who took that look away?
I remember how you used to say
You’d never change, but that’s not true.
Oh Caroline, you

Break my heart.
I want to go and cry.
It’s so sad to watch a sweet thing die.
Oh Caroline why?

Could I ever find in you again
Things that made me love you so much then?
Could we ever bring ‘em back once they have gone?
Oh Caroline, no.

frank-fappa:

“Spain”

guigokn:

Kashmir - Led Zeppelin

doctoraftershave:

I wanna tell you ‘bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Comes out of the Virginia swamps
Cool and slow with plenty of precision
With a backbeat narrow and hard to master

Some call it heavenly in its brilliance
Others, mean and rueful of the Western dream
I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft
We have constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping
This is the land where the Pharaoh died

The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered
They are saying, “Forget the night.
Live with us in forests of azure.
Out here on the perimeter there are no stars
Out here we is stoned - immaculate.”

Listen to this, and I’ll tell you ‘bout the heartache
I’ll tell you ‘bout the heartache and the loss of God
I’ll tell you ‘bout the hopeless night
The meager food for souls forgot
I’ll tell you ‘bout the maiden with wrought iron soul

I’ll tell you this
No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn

I’ll tell you ‘bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Soft driven, slow and mad, like some new language

Now listen to this, and I’ll tell you ‘bout the Texas
I’ll tell you ‘bout the Texas Radio
I’ll tell you ‘bout the hopeless night
Wandering the Western dream
Tell you ‘bout the maiden with wrought iron soul