Lyrics: Invisible Men
29 in Highgate, P.R. Queen
So socially unattainable
Down the line in Balham Johnny's keen
Pursuing the unobtainable
I
said Hey, you, up in the clouds
She's spinning you like a
circus wheel.
By moonlight, scheming
all his moves
Detectives at her heels
Sally,
what's your game?
What are you trying to do?
Sally,
I'm miles away
I can't take my eyes off you.
Tea
with Princes, dinner with the stars
She's cool amongst High
Society
Johnny takes her to a wimpy bar
And
acts with perfect sobriety
I said Hey, you, up in the clouds
She's
spinning you like a circus wheel.
Call
the Airforce, call the C.I.A.
She won't escape this time
Sally, what's your game?
What are you
trying to do?
Sally, I'm miles away
I can't
take my eyes off you.
Taking off for
ten weeks on the Nile
The Nights will be rich with mystery
Johnny's
swimming with the crocodiles
But he's gonna teach her some
history
I said Hey, you, up in the clouds
She's
spinning you like a circus wheel.
He's
in the gym, he's on the driving range
It's make or break this
time.
Sally, what's your game?
What
are you trying to do?
Sally, I'm miles away
I
can't take my eyes off you.
Lyrics written by Anthony Phillips
© Budde Music UK. Reproduced by permission.
Well here she comes through the trees
In her saffron robes and dangling beads
She's a special child, touching the Holy Sea
Where white no longer is pure
And red, the colour of the cure.
In
San Francisco she lights a flame
And in Brazilian bars they
chant his name
She's a special child who's playing the God-find
game
Where white no longer is pure
And red the
colour of the cure
They're taking your name away.
I
don't want your guru
I don't need your paradise
I
love you for what you are
Perfection's not mine
No
more family, no more friends
No expectations now, no bitter
ends
For she's a special child, with a castle she must defend
Where
white no longer is pure
And red the colour of the cure
They're
taking your name away.
I don't want
your guru
I don't need your paradise
I love
you for what you are
Perfection's not mine
Well,
it's over now, I think I know
We tried to work it out, someone
let go
I've got a special place, your bridge to the outside
world
Where white no longer is pure
And red
the colour of the cure
They're taking your name away.
I
don't want your guru
I don't need your paradise
I
love you for what you are
Perfection's not mine
Lyrics written by Anthony Phillips
© Budde Music UK. Reproduced by permission.
My Time Has Come (Written in 1982)
Dust drew down the desert night
Stallions kick and moan.
All along the ridge the stormy light
Assailing the fortresses of stone
Father Eli took his watch
His keen eyes fixed right into the sky.
Daybreak found his chair was rocking still
No message could anyone find
Yena had a secret dream,
To touch the stuccoed stars.
From the deep of snow-enchanted woods,
He called them from afar
Hunters by the Deadman's Spit
All struck dumb, the forest crowned in flame
The dragon rose into the burning air
Then everything lay still again - and so it's
Oh, my time has come,
I never hoped for
something quite like this
Shadows in
the creeping mist
The dark beams circled close,
Baronesses
played a hand of whist
Unseeing, the monolithic host
Meters
racing, dials jammed,
The heat sears, the metals twists and
tears
They're all out on Pan Am 109
The giants
melted into thin air...oh hear me
Oh,
my time has come,
I never hoped for something quite like this.
Oh,
I wait in the night
I'd packed my bags
by ten past six
Subscriptions paid and sent
Through
the fields to the landing strip
I'll always wonder what you
meant
Diamonds dancing, mountains shake
Wind
bellows, the valley struck with gold,
With my photo of the
Prince of Wales,
I might not get back till you're old - and
hear it
Oh, my time has come,
I
never hoped for something quite like this.
Lyrics written by Anthony Phillips
© Budde Music UK. Reproduced by permission.
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