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Kevin Ayers
Kevin Ayers


Background information
Born August 16, 1944
Origin Kent, England
Genre(s) Experimental
Pop
Years active 1960—present
Label(s) Island Records
Website Website



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Kevin Ayers Album


Bananamour (1973)
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Internotional Anthem
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Decadence (early mix)
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So many problems, yet none at all
So many windows through every wall
So many feelings you won't express
So many failures you call success

Don't let it get you down

You cry over loosing, what you never really had
Just remember the good times alongside the bad
Remember that real love never disappears
It is lost in a moment, it lasts for years

Don't let it get you down

Don't let it fool you in any way
You know your tomorrow depends on today
If you're carrying nothing it won't weigh you down
You are the king and queen, you are the crown

Don't let it get you down

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Sometimes I get too drunk,
I feel so goddamned low
I have no place to go, no one to turn to
I think about your loving arms, where I'd like to be
But it's selfish as can be, and I know it
And if I'm sorry for myself, I'm sorry for you too
'Cause I'm the same as you, and I'm burning

So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out
So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you
Listen to them shout

I won't say that I love you, 'cause that would be a lie
I can only say I try, and you know it
Love is something more or less than words can hope to say
It's something day to day in the life we're living
Lovers come and lovers go but friends are hard to find
Yes I can count all mine on one finger

So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out
So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you
Listen to them shout

The distance that's between us, it just never seems to change
There's a whole mountain range of misunderstanding

So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out
So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you
Listen to them shout

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You lie sleeping all warm
I'm here waiting in the storm
Waiting for the time to come when I can come in
And make sweet love to you till I have to go again.

I've been waiting for hours
I've been through snowstorms and showers
Waiting for the lights to fade and your parents go to sleep
Then just like a randy cat into your bed I'll creep.

Yes I remember your smell
Yes I remember, remember it well
Strange kind of animal music in the night
Crazy feeling, I just can't explain it right.

So I send you these words
Let them flutter 'round like birds
Times are changed and rearranged but something lingers on
I still remember you, that's why I wrote this song.

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I have been called a down
Yes you may write that down
And for a little money
I am extremely funny.

I play before the audience
I make them laugh and shout
And when they've laughed for quite a while
The door man lets them out, bye bye.

You ask me how I do my act
This is my reply
I climb up on a ladder
And announce that I will fly.

You ask me how I do my act
This is my reply
I climb up on a ladder
And announce that I will fly.

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Internotional Anthem

[No lyrics]

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Watch her out there on display
Dancing in her sleepy way
While all her visions start to play
On the icicles of our decay.

Fading flowers in her hair
She's suffering from wear and tear
She lies in waterfalls of dreams
And never questions what it means.

And all along the desert shore
She wanders further evermore
The only thing that's left to try…
She says to live I have to die.

She whispers sadly well I might
And holds herself so very tight
Then jumping from an unknown height
She merges with the liquid night.

Lovers wrap her mist in furs
And tell her what she has is hers
But when they take her by the hand
She slips back in the desert sand.

But what she leaves is made of glass
And lovers worship as they pass
Each one says - now she is mine
But all drink solitary wine.
(Drink it to Marlene)

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You are the most extraordinary person
You write the most peculiar kind of tunes
I met you floating as I was boating
One Afternoon

Wasn't it the most amazing meeting
surrounded by those monsters from the deep
You started telling me a funny story, and I fell asleep

Oh Wot a dream that was

We went for a glide across the country
I was hungry after traveling so far.
You offered me your one and only sandwich,
I said "How kind you are".

Wasn't it the most amazing feeling?
'Cause everything was really as it seemed.
You are the most extraordinary person
I've ever dreamed.

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Why do we waste our lives
Why do we stay asleep
So many confused words
So many total disasters there are

We all try to change the world
But change has to come from ourselves
So much ignored advice
So many drowned and wasting away

Everybody wants to be free
But before this can be
You've got to learn, learn how to see
Just from what it is that you want to be free

Why do we waste our lives
Wy do we stay asleep
So many confused words
So many total disasters there are

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I said I feel really happy
Happy as can be
And I'm feeling free
She said you're not happy
You're just stoned.

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Sitting on the beach like Clarence in Wonderland
I had a dream and I know you'll all understand.
Riding up the beach, it only took a moment;
Along came a lady looking for amusement.

CHORUS:
Let's go to my chateu
we can have a good time
drinking up some sky wine

Miss Juliet Cate
Queen of the moon;
Gonna get there soon,
get there soon,
get there soon.

Suddenly my eyes were popping and jumping,
I didn't know why but i must have taken something;
Juliets face was screaming with lightning,
Couldn't see myself, it was very very frightening;
I knew I had to leave and I had to do it my way (my way)
That was very strange, cause there wasn't any Highway...anyway

Let's go to my chateu
we can have a good time
drinking up some sky wine

Miss Juliet Cate
Queen of the moon;
Gonna get there soon,
get there soon,
get there soon.
(Repeat till end)

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Watch her out there on display
Dancing in her sleepy way
While all her visions start to play
On the icicles of our decay.

Fading flowers in her hair
She's suffering from wear and tear
She lies in waterfalls of dreams
And never questions what it means.

And all along the desert shore
She wanders further evermore
The only thing that's left to try…
She says to live I have to die.

She whispers sadly well I might
And holds herself so very tight
Then jumping from an unknown height
She merges with the liquid night.

Lovers wrap her mist in furs
And tell her what she has is hers
But when they take her by the hand
She slips back in the desert sand.

But what she leaves is made of glass
And lovers worship as they pass
Each one says - now she is mine
But all drink solitary wine.
(Drink it to Marlene)

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Listen to me, lovely;
Shake our relations, hip;
You make such sweet wine
I want to take a sip.

Take me to Tahiti
Take me on your plane;
When I reach Tahiti,
I'll understand the game.

Eat your crazy banana
Disappear from sight;
I'll be right behind you,
Waiting for a bite.

Take me to Tahiti.
I want to change my plane
If I don't reach Tahiti

I'm the only one to blame.
Let's go dancing in darkness
They say it's really wild.
It's called the bright fandango,
Just ask any child.
They'll take you to Tahiti
They seem to have the style.

Take me to Tahiti.
I want to change my plane
If I don't reach Tahiti
I'm the only one to blame
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A rum-lime honey sing a magical tune
Found her underneath the Caribbean Moon
Wind is blowin' in the coconut tree
Blowin' the moonlight over you and me

Hey Caribbean moon yellow yellow
Caribbean moon yellow yellow
Caribbean moon yellow yellow
Caribbean moon shine all night

Calypso singer singin' in the sun
Sing about the rivers of Babylon
Rasta music, Caribbean sea
Come on everybody sing the tune with me

Hey Caribbean moon yellow yellow
Caribbean moon yellow yellow
Caribbean moon yellow yellow
Caribbean moon shine all night

When I sing this song it makes me feel so glad
It was very musical, the love we had
Oh Martha, Martha let me sing to you
The song about the moon and the big bamboo

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