Grayson (Live at the Old Cider Press, Evesham, Sept 2020) 文本歌词
作词 : Alan Wilkes
作曲 : Alan Wilkes
Grayson let’s do this thing Art is like a wheel spin
Time to change those dreary clothes dig out the strobes…
And there’s Drella, the Pitsburgh Cinderella who made everyone, slippers for the ball…
And Damian that devil kid who sells you coloured pills from beneath a coffin lid…
Oh Grayson alone upon a screen, swiping and skyping, suspended in a dream
As Mo Tucker beats the loving drum of human kindness Everybody freezes
We all need a little more art in our life
We all need a little more art…
The potter’s wheel of fortune spins and you invite us in
To share in the delights of broken kilns and a teddy bear called Alan
Lets make art Grayson lets make new stuff
We can paint is soy sauce and we can sculpt in mud
Recycle remodel re make reconfigure
We can turn back time we can cry a river..
Grayson…this is our time Grayson
We all need a little more art in our life
We all need a little more art…
Grayson my confession sits with the high priest of all the misfits Artefacts of isolation for your consideration
Worthless tools in the digital shed a transistor radio battery dead
And a massive flashing motel sign it tickles the fancy and flutters the heart
Every connection every reflection every rejection every hope…
We all need a little more art in our life
We all need a little more art in our life
We all need a little more art…
I turn my gaze away I don’t know what to say
How to feel and or how to look
Into the soul of the etiquette book
Good job Bob Dylan lets me off the hook
Oh Grayson We can do this thing
This raw material is nowhere near as ethereal as you think
Absent friends take a bough
Here we go now here we gop now…
We all need a little more art in our life
We all need a little more art in our life
Darling…all aboard the penny farthing
Darling…make it cool and make it daring
Darling
Conceptualisms world of naff
Dada and the baked bean bath
Futurism takes you back
Impressionism paints it black
Modernism doesn’t care
Apparently, we’re getting there…
Grayson (Live at the Old Cider Press, Evesham, Sept 2020) LRC歌词
作词 : Alan Wilkes
作曲 : Alan Wilkes
Grayson let’s do this thing Art is like a wheel spin
Time to change those dreary clothes dig out the strobes…
And there’s Drella, the Pitsburgh Cinderella who made everyone, slippers for the ball…
And Damian that devil kid who sells you coloured pills from beneath a coffin lid…
Oh Grayson alone upon a screen, swiping and skyping, suspended in a dream
As Mo Tucker beats the loving drum of human kindness Everybody freezes
We all need a little more art in our life
We all need a little more art…
The potter’s wheel of fortune spins and you invite us in
To share in the delights of broken kilns and a teddy bear called Alan
Lets make art Grayson lets make new stuff
We can paint is soy sauce and we can sculpt in mud
Recycle remodel re make reconfigure
We can turn back time we can cry a river..
Grayson…this is our time Grayson
We all need a little more art in our life
We all need a little more art…
Grayson my confession sits with the high priest of all the misfits Artefacts of isolation for your consideration
Worthless tools in the digital shed a transistor radio battery dead
And a massive flashing motel sign it tickles the fancy and flutters the heart
Every connection every reflection every rejection every hope…
We all need a little more art in our life
We all need a little more art in our life
We all need a little more art…
I turn my gaze away I don’t know what to say
How to feel and or how to look
Into the soul of the etiquette book
Good job Bob Dylan lets me off the hook
Oh Grayson We can do this thing
This raw material is nowhere near as ethereal as you think
Absent friends take a bough
Here we go now here we gop now…
We all need a little more art in our life
We all need a little more art in our life
Darling…all aboard the penny farthing
Darling…make it cool and make it daring
Darling
Conceptualisms world of naff
Dada and the baked bean bath
Futurism takes you back
Impressionism paints it black
Modernism doesn’t care
Apparently, we’re getting there…