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Gong : Angel's Egg : Radio Gnome Invisible, Part 2
Other Side Of The Sky | Sold To The Highest Buddha | Prostitute Poem | Givin' My Love To You | Oily Way | Love Is How You Make It | I Never Glid Before

OTHER SIDE OF THE SKY 
Tim Blake / daevid allen

To pass beyond the countless worlds
The eternal wheel
The ceaseless tides of selves
Ever passing away before our eyes 

All life's light that I've seen 
Here before me

Hare hare supermarket !
Hare hare supermarket !
Hare hare hare supermarket !
Hare hare London bus !
Hare hare ladies' lavatory 
Hare hare hare hare hare hare 


SOLD TO THE HIGHEST BUDDHA

I'm zero the hero
And my head has floated away 
in the sky, don't know why
And now this spaceship 
headin' for me
I thought I was lost 
in the spaces 
and now all these faces 
And still I can't tell 
if it's really a spell
or exactly 
what's happenin' to me 

Look out, we're being invaded!
Hang on to your hat, 
we're being raided!
And Captain Capricorn, 
that's who's behind it
If nothing's there to find, 
you know he'll find it

Hang on to your head
Hang on to your head
Hang on to your head
Hang on to your head 

It's a hassle you know 
to make rocket ships 
go to infinity
And I'm so sick of God 
and these bishops that 
talk of divinity
Now my head's feeling strange 
and my codpiece 
is starting to tremble
And that head in the sky 
there is starting to look 
like the devil 

Look out, 
we're being invaded!
Hang on to your hat, 
we're being raided!
Demons of the mind 
coming to get you
Until you're clean, 
the devil won't forget you 
Hang on to your head

Hang on to your head
Hang on to your head
Hang on to your head 


PROSTITUTE POEM

It is night
It's not night
I'm happy
I'm not happy
I'm sad
I'm not sad
It's early
It's late
Je marche
Je marche pas

Bonsoir monsieur
Tu viens avec moi?
Tu viens mon cheri?
Oui monsieur, viens
Tu es pret?
Viens 

Ca m'est egal
What do you want me to do?
Je veux, je veux pas
I touch you, 
et c'est dur monsieur
It's not like that
I'll show you 
Show you love love 
Let me sink 
Ohhh 

Je dois manger, 
n'importe quoi
I break off the corner of your mind 
and eat it
I'm eating your mind
I'm eating your body
Viens ici ici
Come I want your body
Viens, viens faire l'amour
Faire l'amour
Faire l'amour

Come into my arms
I kiss your lips
You die
I want your body
I do not want your body
De quoi s'agit-il?
Bonne nuit, good night
Bonjour, mornin'
It's night, it's day
It's morning
C'est ca, non?


GIVING MY LOVE TO YOU

I'm giving my love to you
Cos I only want 
to see you smile

You got nothing to lose
But the failure to choose
And you're turning 
into somebody new meanwhile 

Oh no, give a dog a bone
Don't come thinkin' 
through the door

You won't forget us
Cos we will not let you
Cos we're lovin' you 
more and more


OILY WAY

Now you're here and now you're Gong
Now you're back where you belong
Meet the wizard of the keys
And he'll reveal the mysteries
Of Angels' Eggs and Octave Doctors
Radio Gnome and Love Projectors
Then he'll point up in the sky
You will see the Teapots flying
Down the Oily Way 

Down the Oily Way you slide
Through the inner space you ride
Lots and lots of Pot-Head Pixies
Ridin' round in Teapot Taxies
On the Planet Gong they say
If everything goes wrong today
Fill your Teapot up with tea
Come and take a ride with me
Down the oily way 

Oily Way
Oily Way, it's not the milky way
Oily Way, it's not the only way
Oily Way, it's not the English way

Stop !
Wait !
Hey !
Look !

High in the sky, the world you remember
Scenes that we dreamed of
Time for the end of
Hate !
War !
Death !

You big daddy in your big sick city
Gotta choose to loose your games now

Now you're here and now you're Gong
But this ain't me that sings this song
For we the Gong Band it's enough
To be the instruments of love
On which the Octave Doctors play
That we be one and all as one
With Gong on earth and find again
The joys of going around the bend
Down the oily way

Oily Way
Oily Way, not the only way
Oily Way, it's not the only way
Oily Way, it's not the English way


LOVE IS HOW YOU MAKE IT

I left my body 
on my bed
I flew away 
inside my head
To dive right through 
the moon and find
A perfect world 
inside my mind
I want to take you there
Smiling through your hair

That is why 
I sing this song
And why there is 
a band called Gong
Voices in our heads are calling
Ringing bells and singing tales of
How this world could be
If only we could 
learn to melt together
Make such lovely weather

Maybe we will blow it 
like in bygone ages
Maybe we will make it 
if we care
You'll be there
We'll be there - love 

Love is how you live it
Love is how you give it
Love is how you make it
Love is how you take it
First you make it with your body
Everything you give to share
When you come together then you're
One with lovers everywhere, 
everywhere 

Give a little wink, 
give a little wink
You know 

You know just who 
the pot head pixies are
Have a little drink 


I NEVER GLID BEFORE

The light gets stronger 
and all our eyes look
yonder to see what's going on
But that's all right 
you'll soon be out of sight 
and surfing to the sun
The moonwheel's turning, 
the waves unfulling you're
learning you're Zero 
at the centre of the whirlpool

Your aquaman and in your hand 
is a watering,
can I now or can I not 
believe it leave it to be
The fun gods winking 
and we're all blinking and
thinking we're sinking in the sea
You're in your glider 
the tide you're riding inside her
is turnin with the moony 
like the sky boy

Okay, you're Mister Illusion
Smiling in all this confusion
Cos you're young today, 
tomorrow start to play
I'd just like to say

No I never
No I never ever ever glid before
I never, oh no

Last warning tide turning
Moon burning slow motion
Waves that you ride
Just to bolster your pride
But if it's love that you're after
The craft of a hero
Will vibe at your side 
as alone you may glide
With a tiny afterthought
Flashing as the planet calls

I never never glid before

Open up the veil 
and let us take a peep in
Thru the moon and diving deep 
we'll meet the whale
Where rides the captain submarine
Who told the tale of pixies green
That sends us kisses in the brain
And out-far planets never seen
Except by technicolour dream

I never never glid before

That's another story
now's the time to go and find
The cuppa tea, see

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