STING

Ten Summoner's Tales


1. PROLOGUE
(If I Ever Lose My Faith In You)

2. LOVE IS STRONGER THAN JUSTICE
(The Munificent Seven)
                This is a story of seven brothers
                We had the same father but different mothers
                We keep together like a family should
                Roaming the country for the common good
                It came to pass one fateful day
                We found ourselves down Mexico way
                The town, the mayor, the P.T.A.
                Pleading on their knees with us all to stay
                We'd only stopped for a new burritos
                But they told us of the trouble with los banditos
                A poor little town in need if aid
                My brothers and me had never been afraid
                The age of chivalry is not dead
                Lonesome nights in a cowboy bed
                There'd be a bride for every man
                Who chased away the evil gang
                Love is stronger than justice
                Love is thicker than blood
                Love is stronger than justice
                Love is big fat river in flood
                The outcome was predictable
                Our banditos were despicable
                Of blood we lost a dozen litres
                A small price to pay for las senoritas
                The town mayor was happy but his face was glum
                The maidens numbered only one
                But there weren't seven brides for seven brothers
                I knew I had to get rid of the others
                Love is stronger than justice
                Love is thicker than blood
                Love is stronger than justice
                Love is a big fat river in flood
                Mother told me I was the clever one
                The seventh son of a seventh son
                It all ended so happily
                I settled down with the family
                I look forward to a better day
                But ethical stuff never got in my way
                And though there used to be brothers seven
                The other six are singing in heaven
                Love is stronger than justice
                Love is thicker than blood
                Love is stronger justice
                Love is a big fat river in flood

3. FIELDS OF GOLD
                You'll remember me when the west wind moves
                Upon the fields of barley
                You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
                As we walk in fields of gold
                So she took her love
                For to gaze awhile
                Upon the fields of barley
                In his arms she fell as her hair came down
                Among the fields of gold
                Will you stay with me will you be my love
                Among the fields of barley
                We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
                As we lie in fields of gold
                See the west wind move like a lover so
                Upon the fields of barley
                Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
                Among the fields of gold
                I never made promises lightly
                And there have been some that I've broken
                But I swear in the days still left
                We'll walk in fields of gold
                We'll walk in fields of gold
                Many years have passed since those summer days
                Among the fields of barley
                See the children run as the sun goes down
                Among the fields of gold
                You'll remember me when the west wind moves
                Upon the fields of barley
                You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
                When we walked in fields of gold
                When we walked in fields of gold
                When we walked in fields of gold

4. HEAVY CLOUD NO RAIN
                Turned on the weather man just after the news
                I needed sweet rain to wash away my blues
                He looked at the chart but he look in vain
                Heavy cloud but no rain
                Back in the time with Louis XVI
                At the court of the people he was number one
                He'd be the bluest blood they'd ever seen
                When the king said hi to the guillotine
                The royal astrologer was run out of breath
                He thought that maybe the rain would postpone his death
                He look in the sky but he look in vain
                Heavy cloud but no rain
                Well the land was cracking and the river was dry
                All the crops were dying when they ought to be high
                So to save his farm from the banker's draft
                The farmer took out a book on some old witchcraft
                He made a spell and a potion on a midsummer's night
                He killed a brindled calf in the pale of moonlight
                He prayed to the sky but he prayed in vain
                Heavy cloud but no rain
                heavy cloud but no rain
                The sun won't shine till the clouds are gone
                The clouds won't go till their work is done
                And every morning you'll hear me pray
                If only it would rain today
                I asked my baby if there'd be some way
                She said she'd save her love for a rainy day
                I look in the sky but I look in vain
                Heavy cloud but no rain

5. SHE'S TOO GOOD FOR ME
                She don't like to hear me sing
                She don't want no diamond ring
                she don't want to drive my car
                She won't let me go that far
                She don't like the way I look
                She don't like the things I cook
                She don't like the way I play
                She don't like the things I say
                But oh the games we play
                She's too good for me
                She's too good for me
                She don't like the jokes I make
                She don't like the drugs I take
                She don't like the friends I got
                She don't like my friends a lot
                She don't like the clothes I wear
                She don't like the way I stare
                She don't like the tales I tell
                She don't like the way I smell
                But oh the games we play
                She's too good for me
                She's too good for me
                Would she prefer it if I washed myself more often than I do
                Would she prefer it if I took her to an opera or two
                I could distort myself to be the perfect man
                She might prefer me as I am
                She don't want to meet my folks
                She don't want to hear my jokes
                She don't want to fix my tie
                She don't even want to try
                She don't like the books I read
                She don't like the way I feed
                She don't want to save my life
                She don't want to be my wife
                But oh the games we play
                She's too good for me
                She's too good for me

6. SEVEN DAYS
                "Seven days" was all she wrote
                A kind of ultimatum note
                She gave to me, she gave to me
                When I thought the field had cleared
                It seems another suit appeared
                To challenge me, woe is me
                Though I hate to make a choice
                My options are decreasing mostly rapidly
                Well we'll see
                I don't think she'd bluff this time
                I really have to make her mine
                It's plain to see
                It's him or me
                Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
                If I make up my mind
                Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
                Friday'd give me time, Saturday could wait
                But Sunday'd be too late
                The fact he's over six feet ten
                Might instill fear in other man
                But not in me, The Mighty Flea (flee?)
                Ask if I am mouse or man
                The mirror squeaked, away I ran
                He'll murder me in time for his tea
                Does it bother me at all
                My rival is Neanderthal it makes me think
                Perhaps I need a drink
                IQ is no problem here
                We won't be playing scrabble for her hand I fear
                I need that beer
                Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
                If I make up my mind
                Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
                Friday'd give me time, Saturday could wait
                But Sunday'd be too late
                Seven days will quickly go
                The fact remains, I love he so
                Seven days, so many ways
                But I can't run away
                Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
                If I make up my mind
                Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
                Friday'd give me time, Saturday could wait
                But Sunday'd be too late
                Do I have to tell a story
                Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
                It's a big enough umbrella
                But it's always me that ends up getting wet

7. SAINT AUGUSTINE IN HELL
                If somebody up there likes me somebody up there cares
                Deliver me from evil save me from these wicked snares
                Not into temptation, not to cliffs of fall
                On to revelation, and lesson for us all
                She walked into the room on the arm of my best friend
                I knew whatever happened our friendship would end
                Chemical reaction, desire at first sight
                Mystical attraction, turned out all my lights
                The minute I saw her face the second I caught her eye
                The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
                The minute I saw her face the second I caught her eye
                The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
                Blessed St.Theresa the whore of Babylon
                Madonna and my mother all rolled into one
                You've got to understand me, I'm not a piece of wood
                Francis of Assisi could never be this good
                I don't want if it's pain or pleasure that I seek
                My flesh was all too willing, my spirit guide was weak
                I was deadly certain his thoughts for me weren't kind
                A switchblade in his pocket, murder on his mind
                Relax, have a cigar, make yourself at home.
                Hell is full of high court judges, failed saints
                We've got Cardinals, Archbishops, barristers,
                Certified accountants, music critics, they're all here.
                You're not alone, you're never alone, not here you're not.
                OK break's over
                The less I need the more I get
                Make me chaste but not just yet
                It's apromise or a lie I'll repend before I die
                The minute I saw her face the second I caught her eye
                The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
                The minute I saw her face the second I caught her eye
                The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die

8. IT'S PROBABLY ME
                If the night turned cold and the stars looked down
                And you hug yourself on the cold cold ground
                You wake the morning in a stranger's coat
                No one would you see
                You ask yourself, who'd watch for me
                My only friend, who could it be
                It's hard to say it
                I hate to say it, but it's probably me
                When your belly's empty and the hunger's so real
                And you're too proud to beg and too dumb to steal
                You search the city for your only friend
                No one would you see
                You ask yourself, who could it be
                A solitary voice to speak out and set you free
                I hate to say it
                I hate to say it, but it's probably me
                You're not the easiest person I ever got to know
                And it's hard for us both to let our feelings show
                Some would say I should let you go your way
                You'll only make me cry
                If there's one guy, just one guy
                Who'd lay down his life for you and die
                It's hard to say it
                It's hard to say it, but it's probably me
                When the world's gone crazy and it makes no sense
                There's only one voice that comes to your defence
                The jury's out and your eyes search the room
                And one friendly face is all you need to see
                If there's one guy, just one guy
                Who'd lay down his life for you and die
                It's hard to say it
                I hate to say it, but it's probably me
                I hate to say it
                I hate to say it, but it's probably me

9. EVERYBODY LAUGHED BUT YOU
                Everybody laughed when I told them
                I wanted you I wanted you
                Everybody grinned theu humored me
                They thought that someone had spiked my tea
                Everybody screamed they told me you
                Would cost the moon we'll be there soon
                Everybody laughed till they were blue
                They didn't believe my words were true
                Everybody laughed but you
                It's easy to lose touch with all the friends
                You like so much or liked so much
                Everybody laughed they couldn't take me seriously
                Abandoned me
                Sometimes I would read of things they'd done in magazines
                They made the scene
                Everybody left with such important things to do
                But I'm not blue
                Everybody left but you
                Everybody left but you
                Many years have passed
                And some have fallen by the way I heard them say
                Everybody dreamed but those who fell
                Are sleeping now, they're sleeping now
                Everybody climbed like ivy to the top most branch
                It was their chance
                Everybody grasped till they were through
                It's all they thought that they could do
                Cause everybody fell
                Everybody fell
                Everybody fell but you

10. SHAPE OF MY HEART
                He deals the cards as a meditation
                And those he plays never suspect
                He doesn't play for the money he wins
                He doesn't play for respect
                He deals the cards to find the answer
                The sacred geometry of chance
                The hidden law of a probable outcome
                The numbers lead a dance
                I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
                I know that the clubs are weapons of war
                I know that diamonds mean money for this art
                But that's not the shape of my heart
                He may play the jack of diamonds
                He may lay the queen of spades
                He may conceal a king in his hand
                While the memory of it fades
                I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
                I know that the clubs are weapons of war
                I know that diamonds mean money for this art
                But that's not the shape of my heart
                And if I told you that I loved you
                You'd maybe think there's something wrong
                I'm not a man of too many faces
                The mask I wear is one
                Those who speak know nothing
                And find out the their cost
                Like those who curse their luck in too many places
                And those who smile are lost
                I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
                I know that the clubs are weapons of war
                I know that diamonds mean money for this art
                But that's not the shape of my heart

11. SOMETHING THE BOY SAID
                When we set out on this journey
                There were no doubts in our minds
                We set out eyes to the distance
                We would find what we would find
                We took courage from our numbers
                What we sought we did not fear
                Sometimes we'd glimpse a shadow falling
                The shadow would disappear
                But our thoughts kept returning
                To something the boy said
                As we turned to go
                He said you'll never see our faces again
                You'll be food for a carrion crow
                Every step we took today
                Our thoughts would always stray
                From the wind on the moor so wild
                To the words of teh captain's child
                Something the boy said
                In the circles we made with our fires
                We talked of the pale afternoon
                The clouds were like dark riders
                Flying on the face of the moon
                We spoke our fears to the captain
                And asked what his sun could know
                For we would never have marched so far
                To be food for a crow
                Every step we took today
                Our thoughts would always stray
                From the wind on the moor so wild
                To the words of the captain's child
                Something the boy said
                When I awoke this morning
                The sun's eye was red as blood
                The stench of burning corpses
                Faces in the mud
                Am I dead or am I living?
                I'm too afraid to care, I'm too afraid to know
                I'm too afraid to look behind me
                At the feast of the crow
                We spoke our fears to the captain
                And asked what his son could know
                For we would never have marched so far
                To be food for a crow

12. EPILOGUE (NOTHING 'BOUT ME)
                Lay my head on the surgeon's table
                Take me fingerprints if you are able
                Pick my brain, pick my pockets
                Steal my eyeballs and come bakc for the sockets
                Run every kind of test from A to Z
                And you'll still know nothing 'bout me
                Run my name through your computer
                Mention me in passing to your college tutor
                Check my records, check my facts
                Check if I paid my income tax
                Pore over everything in my C.V.
                But you'll still know nothing 'bout me
                You'll still know nothing 'bout me
                You don't need to read no books on my history
                I'm a simple man, it's no big mystery
                In the cold weather, a hand needs a glove
                At times like this, a lonely man like me needs love
                Search my house with a fine tooth comb
                Turn over everything 'cause I won't be at home
                Set up your microscope and tell me what you see
                You'll still know nothing 'bout me
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