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Posted: 30 Oct 2016, 1:56pm
Whichever is the best show soundwise please.bazarboy75 wrote:Tell me whats next show you want in mp3 format and i will upload it soon
Whichever is the best show soundwise please.bazarboy75 wrote:Tell me whats next show you want in mp3 format and i will upload it soon
Thats great that Mick enjoys them, and let him how much we love these shows! I really agree with him too, they sound like a band right at their peak.TeddyB Not Logged In wrote:Just sent these links to Mick who was very pleased to hear about them. He said that run was their height.
Edit: Never mind...Heston wrote:Whichever is the best show soundwise please.bazarboy75 wrote:Tell me whats next show you want in mp3 format and i will upload it soon
That's amazing - thanks so much. Wish I could help out with some of the question marks, but I'm generally horrible at deciphering lyrics and this is no exception. The only thing I think I can add with any confidence is that I think it is "Gold mine, Gold mine" rather than "Go with mine".River wrote:Alright, heres my attempt. Some of the parts I'm not completely sure on, its just what these bad ears of mine have picked up. Lyrics come from the 25th of the Irving shows. From the sound of it, these seem to be the "complete" lyrics. I'm sure theres more based on that 12 minute version with Joe.drowninghere wrote:Hey River - care to share the lyrics for this song? And thanks for posting the mp3 - will try to get it soon.River wrote:US Now from the 25th for these Irving shows is so good. I've been replaying this one quite a few times over the past few days. I really like the added lyrics too. I think I've got US Now down for the most of the lyrics.
Sometimes, sometimes
Your love goes in threes
Sometimes, sometimes
You see the sun through the trees
Both times, your mind
Turn like a steering wheel
Ninety-nine, lonely miles
Till you can strike your deal
Money dreams, money dreams
All that you buy in your sleep
Sunny stings (?), darling
That California beach
Tell me why, tell me why
Those motorcycle cops wanna die
Looking good, looking fine
The sun is high in the sky
Well its a long way back to your laundromat
Got no protection, rock the city block out (?)
With the law and order, north of the border
Watch the people running down the road (?)
Its hit and run, hit and run
Got speeding tickets to the sun
You need a gun, from where I come
Shaky city on the run
You city rats, you city rats
No harm in shooting up my clothes (?)
Baseball bats, silk hats
I'm down to war alone (?)
Well its a long way back...
In my time, in my time
I drank a little hobo wine
But now that I'm, in my prime
The jukeboxes don't run on dimes
I thought I wrote, I thought I wrote
I'd never get no near a hole (?)
You say to me, you say to me
The road ain't what it used to be
Well its a long way back...
Pass the silk, pass the silk
Johnny Walker drinks whiskey and milk (?)
In my time, its rain or shine
The sadist dude is losing his mind
For fifty grand, fifty grand
Thats fifty grand laid in your hand
There ain't no man, in the land
Gets up and walks from fifty grand
I've been there, I've been there
Standing at the top of the stairs
When you're high, better wave bye-bye
The stars are always falling from the sky
Two thousand miles, two thousand miles
I need to reach it on my tiles (?)
Really strange, for why (?)
Cause you gave me a place to hide
Go with mine, go with mine
Cadillacs are rolling off the line
Hey boy, hey boy
Don't you have a hammer to your door
You can't dance, you can't sing
Can't get a girl a diamond ring
Making books (?), where he smokes
And he ain't going where you've been
Sometimes, sometimes
Your love goes in three
Sometimes, sometimes
You see the sun through the trees
Both times, your mind
Turn like a steering wheel
ninety-nine, lonely miles
Till you can strike your deal
Sometimes, sometimes
Listened through again, and yes you are correct. I now here gold mine, gold mine. I also got rid of a few question marks as I'm certain now that those are the lyrics.drowninghere wrote:That's amazing - thanks so much. Wish I could help out with some of the question marks, but I'm generally horrible at deciphering lyrics and this is no exception. The only thing I think I can add with any confidence is that I think it is "Gold mine, Gold mine" rather than "Go with mine".River wrote:Alright, heres my attempt. Some of the parts I'm not completely sure on, its just what these bad ears of mine have picked up. Lyrics come from the 25th of the Irving shows. From the sound of it, these seem to be the "complete" lyrics. I'm sure theres more based on that 12 minute version with Joe.drowninghere wrote:Hey River - care to share the lyrics for this song? And thanks for posting the mp3 - will try to get it soon.River wrote:US Now from the 25th for these Irving shows is so good. I've been replaying this one quite a few times over the past few days. I really like the added lyrics too. I think I've got US Now down for the most of the lyrics.
Sometimes, sometimes
Your love goes in threes
Sometimes, sometimes
You see the sun through the trees
Both times, your mind
Turn like a steering wheel
Ninety-nine, lonely miles
Till you can strike your deal
Money dreams, money dreams
All that you buy in your sleep
Sunny stings, darling
That California beach
Tell me why, tell me why
Those motorcycle cops wanna die
Looking good, looking fine
The sun is high in the sky
Well its a long way back to your laundromat
Got no protection, rock the city block out
With the law and order, north of the border
Watch the people running down the road (?)
Its hit and run, hit and run
Got speeding tickets to the sun
You need a gun, from where I come
Shaky city on the run
You city rats, you city rats
No harm in shooting up my clothes
Baseball bats, silk hats
I'm down to war alone
Well its a long way back...
In my time, in my time
I drank a little hobo wine
But now that I'm, in my prime
The jukeboxes don't run on dimes
I thought I wrote, I thought I wrote
I'd never get no near a hole
You say to me, you say to me
The road ain't what it used to be
Well its a long way back...
Pass the silk, pass the silk
Johnny Walker drinks whiskey and milk (?)
In my time, its rain or shine
The sadist dude is losing his mind
For fifty grand, fifty grand
Thats fifty grand laid in your hand
There ain't no man, in the land
Gets up and walks from fifty grand
I've been there, I've been there
Standing at the top of the stairs
When you're high, better wave bye-bye
The stars are always falling from the sky
Two thousand miles, two thousand miles
I need to reach it on my tiles (?)
Really strange, for why (?)
Cause you gave me a place to hide
Gold mine, Gold mine
Cadillacs are rolling off the line
Hey boy, hey boy
Don't you have a hammer to your door
You can't dance, you can't sing
Can't get a girl a diamond ring
Making jokes, where he smokes
And he ain't going where you've been
Sometimes, sometimes
Your love goes in three
Sometimes, sometimes
You see the sun through the trees
Both times, your mind
Turn like a steering wheel
ninety-nine, lonely miles
Till you can strike your deal
Sometimes, sometimes
Thank you very, very much.bazarboy75 wrote:Here it is the
Big Audio Dynamite - New York City, NY - 05-01-87
One of the best audience sound from the list
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7 days from now !
Mp3 320 kbps
Enjoy
Okay, based on River's excellent foundation, I've slapped on the headphones and taken a stab at the lyrics to the full 10:44 studio version, which does feature more words from the rarely pithy Joe and, no I don't have the authority to share (do I look like James Comey)? There's still a word or three that are hard to figure. I'll give it another shot soon to try and clean them up.River wrote:Alright, heres my attempt. Some of the parts I'm not completely sure on, its just what these bad ears of mine have picked up. Lyrics come from the 25th of the Irving shows. From the sound of it, these seem to be the "complete" lyrics. I'm sure theres more based on that 12 minute version with Joe.drowninghere wrote:Hey River - care to share the lyrics for this song? And thanks for posting the mp3 - will try to get it soon.River wrote:US Now from the 25th for these Irving shows is so good. I've been replaying this one quite a few times over the past few days. I really like the added lyrics too. I think I've got US Now down for the most of the lyrics.
Sometimes, sometimes
Your love goes in threes
Sometimes, sometimes
You see the sun through the trees
Both times, your mind
Turn like a steering wheel
Ninety-nine, lonely miles
Till you can strike your deal
Money dreams, money dreams
All that you buy in your sleep
Sunny stings (?), darling
That California beach
Tell me why, tell me why
Those motorcycle cops wanna die
Looking good, looking fine
The sun is high in the sky
Well its a long way back to your laundromat
Got no protection, rock the city block out (?)
With the law and order, north of the border
Watch the people running down the road (?)
Its hit and run, hit and run
Got speeding tickets to the sun
You need a gun, from where I come
Shaky city on the run
You city rats, you city rats
No harm in shooting up my clothes (?)
Baseball bats, silk hats
I'm down to war alone (?)
Well its a long way back...
In my time, in my time
I drank a little hobo wine
But now that I'm, in my prime
The jukeboxes don't run on dimes
I thought I wrote, I thought I wrote
I'd never get no near a hole (?)
You say to me, you say to me
The road ain't what it used to be
Well its a long way back...
Pass the silk, pass the silk
Johnny Walker drinks whiskey and milk (?)
In my time, its rain or shine
The sadist dude is losing his mind
For fifty grand, fifty grand
Thats fifty grand laid in your hand
There ain't no man, in the land
Gets up and walks from fifty grand
I've been there, I've been there
Standing at the top of the stairs
When you're high, better wave bye-bye
The stars are always falling from the sky
Two thousand miles, two thousand miles
I need to reach it on my tiles (?)
Really strange, for why (?)
Cause you gave me a place to hide
Go with mine, go with mine
Cadillacs are rolling off the line
Hey boy, hey boy
Don't you have a hammer to your door
You can't dance, you can't sing
Can't get a girl a diamond ring
Making books (?), where he smokes
And he ain't going where you've been
Sometimes, sometimes
Your love goes in three
Sometimes, sometimes
You see the sun through the trees
Both times, your mind
Turn like a steering wheel
ninety-nine, lonely miles
Till you can strike your deal
Sometimes, sometimes
Oh wow Teddy, thanks a whole bunch! Really interesting to see the new lyrics. Hope to hear this full version someday.TeddyB Not Logged In wrote:Okay, based on River's excellent foundation, I've slapped on the headphones and taken a stab at the lyrics to the full 10:44 studio version, which does feature more words from the rarely pithy Joe and, no I don't have the authority to share (do I look like James Comey)? There's still a word or three that are hard to figure. I'll give it another shot soon to try and clean them up.River wrote:Alright, heres my attempt. Some of the parts I'm not completely sure on, its just what these bad ears of mine have picked up. Lyrics come from the 25th of the Irving shows. From the sound of it, these seem to be the "complete" lyrics. I'm sure theres more based on that 12 minute version with Joe.drowninghere wrote:Hey River - care to share the lyrics for this song? And thanks for posting the mp3 - will try to get it soon.River wrote:US Now from the 25th for these Irving shows is so good. I've been replaying this one quite a few times over the past few days. I really like the added lyrics too. I think I've got US Now down for the most of the lyrics.
Sometimes, sometimes
Your love goes in threes
Sometimes, sometimes
You see the sun through the trees
Both times, your mind
Turn like a steering wheel
Ninety-nine, lonely miles
Till you can strike your deal
Money dreams, money dreams
All that you buy in your sleep
Sunny stings (?), darling
That California beach
Tell me why, tell me why
Those motorcycle cops wanna die
Looking good, looking fine
The sun is high in the sky
Well its a long way back to your laundromat
Got no protection, rock the city block out (?)
With the law and order, north of the border
Watch the people running down the road (?)
Its hit and run, hit and run
Got speeding tickets to the sun
You need a gun, from where I come
Shaky city on the run
You city rats, you city rats
No harm in shooting up my clothes (?)
Baseball bats, silk hats
I'm down to war alone (?)
Well its a long way back...
In my time, in my time
I drank a little hobo wine
But now that I'm, in my prime
The jukeboxes don't run on dimes
I thought I wrote, I thought I wrote
I'd never get no near a hole (?)
You say to me, you say to me
The road ain't what it used to be
Well its a long way back...
Pass the silk, pass the silk
Johnny Walker drinks whiskey and milk (?)
In my time, its rain or shine
The sadist dude is losing his mind
For fifty grand, fifty grand
Thats fifty grand laid in your hand
There ain't no man, in the land
Gets up and walks from fifty grand
I've been there, I've been there
Standing at the top of the stairs
When you're high, better wave bye-bye
The stars are always falling from the sky
Two thousand miles, two thousand miles
I need to reach it on my tiles (?)
Really strange, for why (?)
Cause you gave me a place to hide
Go with mine, go with mine
Cadillacs are rolling off the line
Hey boy, hey boy
Don't you have a hammer to your door
You can't dance, you can't sing
Can't get a girl a diamond ring
Making books (?), where he smokes
And he ain't going where you've been
Sometimes, sometimes
Your love goes in three
Sometimes, sometimes
You see the sun through the trees
Both times, your mind
Turn like a steering wheel
ninety-nine, lonely miles
Till you can strike your deal
Sometimes, sometimes
U.S. North (Strummer/Jones)
Sometimes, sometimes
Good love comes in threes
Sometimes, sometimes
You see the sun through the trees
Both times, in your mind
Turn like a steering wheel
Ninety-nine, lonely miles
Till you can strike your deal
Money dreams, money dreams
Oh let your body sleep
Sunny schemes, and darling
That California beach
Tell me why, tell me why
All motorcycle cops wanna die
Looking good, looking fine
The sun is high in the sky
Well it's a long way back to your laundromat
Got no protection from the city crossroads
With the law and order, north of the border
Motor city people running down the road
Hit and run, hit and run
Got speeding tickets to the sun
You need a gun, from where I come
In shaking city on the run
City rats, city rats
No more shooting up my clothes
Baseball bats, silk hats
Manhattan overload
Well it's a long way back to your laundromat
And your holy pool hall by the tracks
With the law and order, north of the border
The wise guy people running, that's a fact
My time, in my time
I drank a lick of hobo wine
Now that I'm in my prime
Them jukeboxes just don't run on dimes
How far I roam, how far I roam
I never get no near a home
Now say to me, say to me
The road ain't what it used to be
Well it's a long way back to your laundromat
And your holy pool hall by the tracks
It's the law and order, north of the border
The wise guys keep on running, that's a fact
Well it's a long way back to your laundromat
Got no protection from the city block out
It's the law and order, north of the border
Poor old gypsys keep on running way down the road
Hats of silk, hats of silk
Charlie Parker drinks whiskey and milk
All the time, rain or shine
This Soho dude is losing his mind
Fifty grand, fifty grand
That's fifty grand laying in your hand
Ain't no man, in the land
Gets up and walks from fifty grand
He's further out, he's further out
He ain't exactly XX a pal
He said to me, he said to me
The world ain't what it used to be
Stop for gas, stop for gas
Get off the stagecoach at the pass
Gold mine, Gold mine
Cadillacs are rolling off the line
Elmore, Elmore
Tell me what you're running for
What the hell, Elmore
Don't you have a handle to your door
His time, in his time
Elmore had a lick of hobo wine
Way to go, way to go
But where I'm going I don't know
Crazy dude, this crazy dude
Got up and walked out on his group
The way to be misunderstood
I think this time he ain't no good
My time, in my time
I had a lick of hobo wine
Take it from me, take it from me
The road ain't what it used to be
I been there, I been there
Standing at the top of the stairs
When you're high, best say bye-bye
The stars are always falling from the sky
Ten thousand miles, ten thousand miles
I need a retread on my tires
Really strange, but why
Did she give me a place to hide?
He's a fool, he's a fool
Don't teach you nothing at his school
Something bugging, crazy, dug in
Why can't the man be cool
The way it is, with this guy
Never seen him laugh or heard him cry
Who is he?.. Don't ask me.
I'm his sidekick and livery
Can't dance, can't sing
Won't get a girl a diamond ring
XX folks, where he smokes
And he ain't going where you think
Sometimes, sometimes
Good love comes in threes
Sometimes, sometimes
You see the sun through the trees
Both times, your mind
Turn like a steering wheel
Ninety-nine, lonely miles
Till you can strike your deal
Sometimes, sometimes...