Список текстов песен king crimson

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Cats foot iron claw

Neuro-surgeons scream for more

At paranoias poison door.

Twenty first century schizoid man.

Blood rack barbed wire

Polititians funeral pyre

Innocents raped with napalm fire

Twenty first century schizoid man.

Death seed blind mans greed

Poets starving children bleed

Nothing hes got he really needs

Twenty first century schizoid man.

@ King Crimson

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One eye goes laughing,

One eye goes crying

Through the trials and trying of one life

One hand is tied,

One step gets behind

In one breath were dying

Ive been waiting for the sun to come up

Waiting for the showers to stop

Waiting for the penny to drop

One time

And Ive been standing in a cloud of plans

Standing on the shifting sands

Hoping for an open hand

One time

@ King Crimson

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If I only could decieve you
Forgetting the game
Every time I try to leave you
You laugh just the same

′Cause my wheels never touch the road
And the jumble of lies we told
Just returns to my back to weigh me down...

We lay cards upon the table
The backs of our hands
And I swear I like your people
The boys in the band

Reminisences gone astray
Coming back to enjoy the fray
In a tangle of night and daylight sounds...

All completeness in the morning
Asleep on your side
I′ll be waking up the crewmen
Bananna-boat ride

She responds like limousine
Brought alive on the silent screen
To the shuddering breath of yesterday...

There′s the succor of the needy
Incredible scenes
I′ll believe you in the future
Your life and death dreams

As the cavalry of despair
Takes a stand in the lady′s hair
For the favour of mafing sweet sixteen...

You make my life and times
A book of bluesy Saturdays
And I have to choose...

@ King Crimson

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Talk
it′s only talk
Arguments
agreements
advice
answers

Articulate announcements
It′s only talk

Talk
it′s only talk
Babble
burble
banter
bicker bicker bicker
Brouhaha
boulderdash
ballyhoo
It′s only talk
Back talk

Talk talk talk
it′s only talk
Comments
cliches
commentary
controversy
Chatter
chit-chat
chit-chat
chit-chat

Conversation
contradiction
criticism
It′s only talk
Cheap talk

Talk
talk
it′s only talk
Debates
discussions
These are words with a D this time
Dialogue
dualogue
diatribe

Dissention
declamation
Double talk
double talk

Talk
talk
it′s all talk
Too much talk
Small talk
Talk that trash
Expressions
editorials
expugnations
exclamations
enfadulations
It′s all talk
Elephant talk
elephant talk
elephant talk

@ King Crimson

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The wall on which the prophets wrote

Is cracking at the seams.

Upon the instruments of death

The sunlight brightly gleams.

When every man is torn apart

With nightmares and with dreams,

Will no one lay the laurel wreath

As silence drowns the screams.

Between the iron gates of fate,

The seeds of time were sown,

And watered by the deeds of those

Who know and who are known;

Knowledge is a deadly friend

When no one sets the rules.

The fate of all mankind I see

Is in the hands of fools.

Confusion will be my epitaph.

As I crawl a cracked and broken path

If we make it we can all sit back

And laugh.

But I fear tomorrow Ill be crying,

Yes I fear tomorrow Ill be crying.

@ King Crimson

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Platos spawn cold ivyed eyes

Snare truth in bone and globe.

Harlequins coin pointless games

Sneer jokes in parrots robe.

Two women weep, dame scarlet screen

Sheds sudden theatre rain,

Whilst dark in dream the midnight queen

Knows every human pain.

In air, fire, earth and water

World on the scales.

Air, fire, earth and water

Balance of change

World on the scales

On the scales.

Bishops kings spin judgements blade

Scratch "faith" on nameless graves.

Harvest hags hoard ash and sand

Rack rope and chain for slaves

Who fireside fear fermented words

Then rear to spoil the feast;

Whilst in the aisle the mad man smiles

To him it matters least.

Heroes hands drain stones for blood

To whet the scaling knife.

Magi blind with visions light

Net death in dread of life.

Their children kneel in jesus till

They learn the price of nail;

Whilst all around our mother earth

Waits balanced on the scales.

@ King Crimson

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Said the straight man to the late man
Where have you been
I′ve been here and I′ve been there
And I′ve been in between.

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.

I′m on the outside looking inside
What do I see
Much confusion
disillusion
All around me.

You don′t possess me
Don′t impress me
Just upset my mind
Can′t instruct me or conduct me
Just use up my time

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.

@ King Crimson

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Sex sleep eat drink dream

Primal tribal aplle egg vegetable eel

I have a new canoe but it does not have a wheel

Private velvet animal oldsmobile mind

Im sitting in the fireplace burning up my time

Private velvet animal empty t.v.

Theyre fishing in the kitchen

But they havent caught up to me

Primal tribal chemical digital night

Ive got to get dressed to go out of my mind

Sex sleep eat drink dream

@ King Crimson

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Sundown dazzling day
Gold through my eyes
But my eyes turned within
Only see
Starless and bible black

Ice blue silver sky
Fades into grey
To a grey hope that oh years to be
Starless and bible black

Old friend charity
Cruel twisted smile
And the smile signals emptiness
For me
Starless and bible black

@ King Crimson

Текст песни:

The dance of the puppets

The rusted chains of prison moons

Are shattered by the sun.

I walk a road, horizons change

The tournaments begun.

The purple piper plays his tune,

The choir softly sing;

Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,

For the court of the crimson king.

The keeper of the city keys

Put shutters on the dreams.

I wait outside the pilgrims door

With insufficient schemes.

The black queen chants

The funeral march,

The cracked brass bells will ring;

To summon back the fire witch

To the court of the crimson king.

The gardener plants an evergreen

Whilst trampling on a flower.

I chase the wind of a prism ship

To taste the sweet and sour.

The pattern juggler lifts his hand;

The orchestra begin.

As slowly turns the grinding wheel

In the court of the crimson king.

On soft gray mornings widows cry

The wise men share a joke;

I run to grasp divining signs

To satisfy the hoax.

The yellow jester does not play

But gentle pulls the strings

And smiles as the puppets dance

In the court of the crimson king.

@ King Crimson