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daevid allen : Dreamin' a Dream
Dear Friends | High Points | Brothers | Big Daddy | Wot's The Use | Garden Song | Came To Find You | The Rapist | Sittin' in a Teashop | Fire Becomes Her | No One's Slave | Tor Song | Dear Friends

DEAR FRIENDS 
traditional

dear friends 
dear friends
let me tell you 
how i feel
you have given me 
so much pleasure
i love you so


HIGH POINTS

when the rich man 
makes his fortune
pops the best champagne
when the sick man 
cures his illness
conquerer of pain
these are the high points 
of our lives

for the warrior its the danger
edge of life and death
schoolboy immitate TV ranger
watch him hold his breath
these are the high points 
of our lives

fashion model fame and beauty
flash in the peter pan
theres no body can sustain it
cash in perfect hands
these are the high points 
of our lives

for the seeker its the melting
in samadhi's flame
for the baby its the mother
callin out their name
these are the high points 
of our lives

find her in the sunset
find her in the rain
find her in the lake's reflection
lookin for yrself again
these are the high points 
of our lives

but when the show is over
and everybody's gone
the sole remaining waiter
slyly dons his early morning madness
and begins to scree-am!


BROTHERS

i'm singin a song 
about a lonely guy
walking alone in the rain
he looks at the faces 
as they wander by
but they're all the same

his friends in his hometown 
are far away
his lovers are lost in a dream
he turns and he walks 
into a parlour game
he puts his hands out to touch
what he wants O so much
but its all double dutch
oh oh
what should he do know
could this be you

so teach me about emotions 
laugh at my devotion 
when god knows i've tried
to walk side by side
and keep my feelings inside of me

oh my poor brothers my friends
the women just ain't 
who they used to be
relationship's come to an end
without dignity

oh what it was to be a man
so proud so respected so strong
so tell me where did we go wrong
where the women give birth
and inherit an earth
where a man has no worth
oh oh
the game is over
no pleasing her
you know
the pleasers are the losers 
the abused become the abusers 

maybe i'm a fool
mute as a mule
keepin my cool

poor men
the women just aint 
who they used to be
nobody told me nothin bout that

my momma she done told me
SITDOWN there and EAT YR TEA boy
take off yr DIRTY SOX 
and leave em t'ME boy
you better GET yr SeLF 
a GAL To CaRE for YE boy

but

'My GAL..
talkin bout ..MY gal '
SHE RECKONS SHE AINT MyGaL 
and BOY! HAS SHE GOT ANGER!!!
wheeeeeeeoooow!!!
ANGER BECAUSE I GOT EXPECTATIONS
ANGER COS I WANT SEX-UAL RELATIONS
ANGER COS SHE SAY I DONT OWN HER
ANGRY COS I DONT OWN MY OWN BONER
but

WAIT A MINUTE MAMA!
YOU JUST LED ME
RIGHT UP THE GARDEN PATH
and INTO THE DOGHOUSE 

SO FUCK YOU MAMA!!!

POOR GUYS !
POOR BOYS !

WOMEN ARE NOT WHO THEY USED TO BE!

NO WOMAN NO CRY 

BUT HEY! MAN! C'M ON!!
don't be put down
GET UP AGAIN!
I DONT WANNA 'SEE YOU OUT-SIDE'
I WANNA SEE YOU INSIDE-OUT
WITH YOUR DOUBTS HANGIN OUT !
WITH YR HANG UPS HELD HIGH !
HEY MEN! LETS HANG TOGETHER
and LET GO AGAIN
and AGAIN and AGAIN and AGAIN


BIG DADDY

i dont wanna be 
your big daddy baby
i don't wanna be 
your little boy
i dont wanna be 
some kind of revolutionary
just to smash up all 
your latest toys
i dont wanna be 
some kinda big boss either
just to hire you 
and fire you 
and rob you of your 
freedom of choice

i dont wanna be 
some kinda headmaster either
tellin you what to do 
with my righteous voice
i dont wanna be 
some kind of big brother 
watching you
in control of everything
around and around and 
around and around 
the ground sound
brown sound
i dont wanna be 
some kind of earth mother 
clutchin' you
aint gonna be 
my gig pullin' you
down down down down
well
you gotta do
wotcha gotta do
wotcha gotta do
wotcha gotta do
watcha gotta do
but please stop tellin' me
you wanna be free


WOT'S THE USE?

wots the use of freedom
when theres no idea of change
and wots the use of money
when success is out of range
and wots the use of time
when youre just stoned 
out of your mind
and wots the use of working
when its just a daily grind
and me i'm dreamin a dream
that everything i'm thinking
doesnt mean what it seems to be

spinoza eats his yoghurt with
some rad designer dyke
while k.d. laing tells sharon stone
just get on your bike baby
and neitze's's reading superman
but who's this guy clark kent?
while the daughters of the patriarchy
spend themselves in tents
and me i'm dreamin a dream
that everything i'm dreamin about
doesn't mean what it seems to mean

power dressing pussycat
always in control
while life style therapists
take oprah winfrey's soul
while crystal healing dolphin jesus
sends a psychic fax
while a fascist boy soprano
stabs madonna in the back
but me i'm dreamin a dream
that everything i'm seeing
doesn't mean what it seems to mean

well its no use baby i dont care
if the moon's too fat
and the sun's gone square
and you can cry dry tears
and you can sigh thin air
but y still gotta live 
until y die oh yeh

so wots the use of freedom
when theres no idea of change
and wots the use of money
when success is out of range
and wots the use of time
when youre just stoned 
out of your mind
and wots the use of working
when its just a daily grind
and me i'm dreamin a dream
that everything i'm thinking
doesnt mean what it seems to be


GARDEN SONG

what shall we grow 
in your garden my dear
if my seed comes to breed 
in your nursery?
a dolphin or a deva 
or a true devotee
that your love may never 
grow thirsty

for a soul is so real 
and so whole and so free
and a body is so frail
and so human are we
are we dreaming?
is this the earth dreaming too?
will we live till we die
wondering why
or will we learn to grow
day by day by day by day by day

with the fruit of yr labour 
asleep at yr breast
will you nurture them 
softly and quietly?
and when next thing
the offspring have flown 
from the nest
can you love them 
and let them go quietly?

for a soul is so real 
and so whole and so free
and a body is so frail
and so human are we
are we dreaming?
is this the earth dreaming too?
will we live till we die
wondering why
or will we learn to grow
day by day by day by day by day

and here comes the autumn 
when leaves turn to gold
and the waning moon 
silvers me lightly
in the afternoon sun 
its good fun to grow old
as you hold me 
and lie with me quietly
for yr love is so real 
and so whole and so free

and a body is so frail
and so human are we
are we dreaming?
is this the earth dreaming too?
will we live till we die
wondering why
or will we learn to grow
day by day by day by day by day

and when old father time 
rings the chimes of my years
and i see my life 
turning around me
when you lay me down 
in your garden my dear
will you kiss me 
and let me go lightly?

for a death is so real 
and so whole and so free
and a body is so frail
and so human are we
are we dreaming?
is this the earth dreaming too?
will we live till we die
wondering why
or will we learn to grow
day by day by day by day by day


CAME TO FIND YOU

i came to find her
far across the world i came
lookin for my lover
lost shadow in the world game

the time she left me i was
burnin like a bird on fire
puppet on a melting wire
windup spring unwound

she found love the
dancing on a money box
tying up the thought fox
givin me the runaround

gender gap tender spot
she loved me she loved me not
turnin on her heel she got
married on the rebound

but now i'm sittin here 
having coffee with you
wondering how you feel today
do you still have sugar 
in yr cappuccino?
do yr eyes still flutter away?
i'm feelin like a man 
that fell to earth
doesnt recognise the pulse
i'm startin to wonder 
just who we are
i tried to find you
now i'm tryin to convince myself
that i'm not somebody else

old age new age
trap the bird inside the cage
pleasing daddy leads to rage
theatre in the round eye
blazing crazy

happy sad time bomb
swingin on a pendulum
who can calculate the sum
sleepin with the outcome's
easy peasy

say cheese smile please
bare yr teeth but not yr soul
sex  and hugs  and shock control
tryin hard pushin for yr own space

fear of not enough for me
left alone without a lover
moving target finds its cove
livin 'tween a cushion 
and a soft place

you say you will no longer 
walk the path of fear
step out of nintendo game
warrior woman will shed no tears
she will generate no blame
but time is a river of deep belief
head above the surface or drown
to swim back upstrea
tryin to grasp a past dream
i tried to find you but
its hard to face the fact
that in this fiction
i'm living on your own

here i sit now
in a theatre in the round
watch you dance without a sound
are we dead 
or are we in the dreamtime?

fellow travellers 
round yr fire
watch you walk 
the high thought wire
watchin for the flyer 
to inspire us real time

they come to see 
and to be seen
the real dramas 
they play between
the acts and encores 
'tween the scenes
read between the songlines

to show yr vulnerability
demands intense humility
cos human fallibility
knows self esteem 
is simply mainly
ego there you go
most of the time

once i was a teacher 
in a circle of ghosts
none of them believed 
they were dead
i closed my eyes and took em 
to the mountain but
we went down a stairway instead
we dug up our bodies 
and many old fears
shook out dusty wings to fly
i began to wonder 
what i was doing this for
but i forgot to ask them then
just what its like to die


THE RAPIST

the rapist 
is counting his sentences
while his victim 
sits sketching his face
she tries to forget
but his eyes will not let her
let go of his lingering trace

and the wise woman 
sleeps by the river
and she dreams 
she's the riverbird 
diving for fish
and the lightning's 
along the horizon
and the fool 
he sits drinking his poison
and the judge 
he is losing his reason
and the rapist re-lives 
and believes his belief
that he fulfils 
her subconscious wish

the woman is washing her body
she is beating a path to the well
she douches and showers
each two or three hours
but she can't 
get away from his smell

and the old man 
makes love to his daughter
the volcano 
breaks crust with its crater
and the first lights of home 
have been sighted again
but the jury is getting excited
and the rapist 
just wants to repeat it again
and the all masculine panel 
is a no exit tunnel
and she feels violated 
again and again

now the lady 
is angry with penises
the lady is angry with me
she burns thru my actions
she lives my destruction
as i temper myself till i'm free

and the cat 
it has captured the hummingbird
and the snake 
it has entered the tower
and the rapist he dreams 
he is back at the scene
in his moment of dangerous power
the boy 
he makes love to his mother
and his mother 
turns into a spider
the spider stings smack
as he blows off his stack
and his line 
is plugged into the meter

and the young girl 
she weeps in the garden
and the flowers 
are broken and crushed
the wise women 
are watching and waiting
for the male world 
to crash as it must


SITTING IN A TEASHOP

sitting in a teashop 
drinkin' cups a tea
get yerself together quick 
before it gets too early

you must be jokin!
theres no more tea?
you must be jokin!
i'm only dreamin' 

sittin' in a coffee shop
drinkin my coffee
pardon my hysteria
its the caffeine you see

you must be jokin!
no more coffee?
you must be jokin!
i'm only dreamin' 

o ladies! 
your eyes are gleaming
ho gentlemen! please! 
no more creaming there c'mon
well things aint wot they 
seem to be in here
what is this some kinda 
singles bar or something?
i dunno wot i'm doing here anyway
i'm late for tomorrow!!!

you must be jokin!
theres no more tea?
you must be jokin! 
your only dreamin' 

o mother!
how could you forget me like this
godfather??
you're out to get me 
you old barstard i know
everytime i see a movie 
with james cagney, frank sinatra 
you could wipe my tears away!
huh, i could cry like a baby !!

sittin' in a coffee shop, etc.


FIRE BECOMES HER

wani in the candle light
turi by fire light
never give up the fight
see the shadows on the wall
just waiting for a chance
to dance with you in your dream
fire
becomes
you


NO ONE'S SLAVE 
- Theo Simon

no one's slave 
i am no one's master
no one's slave 
i am no one's master
on my grave 
they will write this 
after i am gone
i will be gone

and my flesh will go 
to the earth it lived on
breath will go 
to the air it lived from

i am through 
with the pain of my lying
had my fill 
of the cruelty and crying
paid my dues
in the land 
where the dying desert grows 
and now i know

i am looking out 
for a new perspective
listening out 
for a new directive
going back 
to the land of my mothers
i will walk 
with my sisters and brothers
we will share 
what is good for each other 
in our love
it is a love

it is a love that 
brings you the invitation
listen now to my invocation
mother earth 
i was nearly the end of you
please accept 
my desire to be friends with you
now i know 
just how much i depend on you 
for life
you are my life

you are that life that grows 
in the flesh i'm weaving
life that blows 
in the air i'm breathing

i'm as strong 
as a tree on a mountain
free and full 
as a fresh flowing fountain
bright and clear as the stars 
beyond shining in the night
i am that light

i am the light that shines 
in a million people
in my sight 
every life is equal
no one's slave 
i am no ones master
no one's slave 
i am no one's master
on my grave
they will write this
after i am gone
i will be gone


TOR SONG

the earth is still
i hold my breath 
beneath the holy hill
the light is frail
and i can barely see 
to light my way
the moon is new
no magick could explain 
this dream i'm in
i kiss the hill
we ride the tor 
through whirlpool seas of mist
o lady of the grove 
i serve you still

lost in an ancient world
i see yr face
eye of the goddess
waking deep in space
seed in the womb 
of life's eternal grace

to seek and find and seek again
to find the heart and hope of men
the way is long and hard and then
O lady maiden mother crone
queen of the night

there is no greater joy
than lost within my lover
no mystery is she
the one within my other

we seek the gate
the keeper of the way 
whispers us through
we walk the maze
adrift in time and space 
we're dancing through
this dream of you

lost in an ancient world 
i see your face
eye of the goddess
waking deep in space
seed in the womb of 
life's eternal grace

to seek and find and seek again
to find the heart and hope of men
the way is long and hard and then
O lady maiden mother crone
Queen of the night

there is no greater joy
than lost within my lover
no mystery is she
the one within my other


DEAR FRIENDS 
traditional

dear friends 
dear friends
let me tell you 
how i feel
you have given me 
so much pleasure
i love you so

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