Тексты песен «Ray Davies»

You danced and partied at the Mardi Gras Threw back all the beads at the parade Fake worlds and logos in the shopping mall where you came from Everything seemed the same the whole world now So you headed down south,...

The phone rang, it was a call from Larry. "Hello, cock. Cock, it's time for the third single". If this is a flop, if the third single doesn't make it, our career would be over. I'd written another song that we played on...

(Ray Davies) The natives are getting restless in the tropical heat Work is scarce and children play while the dogs fight in the street And in the hotels all the tourists dine on local fare While the waiters stand and...

When the heat stops you sleeping at night And the dead leaves rustle around And the calmness keeps you awake And you pace around the room That's the zombie in you manifesting itself And you cry out loud and nobody can...

Things are gonna change This is the morning after When reality bites The morality kicks in To those damaged limitations This is the morning after All that went before All of the song and laughter The morning after,...

(Ray Davies) Things are gonna change This is the morning after When reality bites The morality kicks in To those damaged limitations This is the morning after All that went before All of the song and laughter The...

I'm so tired Tired of waiting Tired of waiting for you I'm so tired Tired of waiting Tired of waiting for you I was a lonely soul I had nobody till I met you But you keep-a me waiting All of the time What...

Long ago life was clean Sex was bad and obscene And the rich were so mean Stately homes for the Lords Croquet lawns, village greens Victoria was my queen Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria I was born, lucky me In a...

You better top up your suntan Otherwise your skin is going to turn to leather We'll make a movie in Vietnam The tax break said, 'We're going to shoot on location' The rug says, 'Made in Korea' Manufactured in a factory...

Voices in the subway, Looking for the overnight. Echo in the darkness, Lonely cries within a sound. A voice that has no face, Is lost in time and inner space. Chasing dreams that got lost in the dark. Reaching out,...

I used to go down The Marquee Club where all these R & B bands were playing. It was like hearing Big Bill Broonzy with drums, but they were British bands. Alexis Korner had his Blues Band. Cyril Davies & His All Stars...

I used to go down The Marquee Club where all these R & B bands were playing. It was like hearing Big Bill Broonzy with drums, but they were British bands. Alexis Korner had his Blues Band. Cyril Davies & His All Stars...

When I'm far away In some godforsaken place That I'm passing through When my emotions turn to blue I think of you Living day to day Building up the debt Heavy in excess Getting in over your head Vicarious Wish I could...

Looking for the working man's cafa In the shopping center of the town Looking for somewhere to fit in In among the retail outlets Bought a pair of new designer pants Where the fruit and veg man used to stand I always...

I sat down and started to write a song on the old upright piano. I played these crude chords with my left hand and thumbed out a kind of a blues riff. I thought of a melody to go with the phrase "Girl, you really got me...

Don't be fooled by appearances, It only shows what the world already knows Don't rely on the physical evidence Of what the x-ray pictures show Because inside every straight upright citizen a tormented Emotionally...

Girl, you really got me goin' You got me so I don't know what I'm doin' Yeah, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night Yeah, you really got me now You got me so I don't know what I'm doin', now Oh...

You're asking me, "What's it leading to? Will we live a long life, will it treat us fair?" No point asking me because I haven't got a clue You're asking me, "Will it be alright?" If you're asking me don't take my...

Dear sir or madam, I don't normally write to the press But the neighborhood where I grew up is really quite depressed Society is crumbling but the media's obsessed with boobs, bums Dot-com millionaires, fame, fashion,...