Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Dabsong Conshirtoe, artist - Caravan. Album song Cunning Stunts, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Record label: Repertoire
Song language: English
The Dabsong Conshirtoe |
Man is the child of Child, the father of the Man |
Like pools within the pool and waves upon the sand |
Like birds that fly so free, that somewhere must begin |
The rain like circles begins again |
All my life, this has been a mystery |
I can close my eyes and clearly see |
Everytime I’m happy in dream your memories bring me down |
Set me free — let me be Like flowing waters past the rippled stones of time |
Like old men ageing, drifting, answering through their minds |
Under a bridge of peace of woods that don’t forget |
She stops and stares as if we’ve never met |
For all I know, this could be my destiny |
Searching every hour of each day |
Everything and nothing in my life wondering where you are |
Calling you |
Ben Karratt Rides Again |
So please — answer me, let me see |
Oh — what went wrong? |
You took so long! |
I’ve been spinning 'round, down and down |
Now — it really seems it’s all a dream |
All I want is all the life in me to be free |
Oh, the time has come to get things done |
I can waste no more, so move over |
You — you just bring me down with all your playing around |
So play the rules and keep it cool |
All I want is all the life in me to be free |
All I want is all the life in me to be free |
All I want is all the life in me to be free |
All I want is all the life in me to be free |
For all I know, this could be my destiny |
Searching every hour of each day |
Everything and nothing in my life wondering where you are |
Calling you, wanting you… |
Pro’s and Con’s |
Hey, Big Brenda |
You say there’s things that you don’t allow |
If you can’t take a gift from the horse’s mouth |
I want my money back right now |
Big black suspenders |
It really makes it seem so obscene |
All those great rolls of fat, just imagine that |
Paying for a piece of your dream |
Hey Big-boobed Barbara |
It’s a business doing pleasure with you |
I know that it’s late, but I just can’t wait |
La-di-da-di-da-di-dum-do |
Hey Easy Elsie |
You know that my mamelon’s for you |
It’s a strange sight, but have all you like |
Just let me know when you’re through |
Fat Flabby Freda |
An orgy of pure blubber and flesh |
From all that I see, I just cannot dream |
Why they say you’re six of the best |
Hey, Naughty Nora |
You say that it is bottom or bust |
I think that it’s true, you’re one of the few |
Whose service I can really trust |
Wraiks and Ladders |
This section is instrumental. |
Sneaking out the Bare Square |
This section is instrumental. |
All Sorts of Unmentionable Things |
This section is instrumental. |