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THE LAST PUFF


Song List:
1. I Am The Walrus 6:22 (Lennon, McCartney) 2. The Wrong Time 5:07 (Wright) 3. Something To Say 5:49 (Joe Cocker, Peter Nichols) 4. Nobody There At All 3:58 (Post) 5. Down River 4:47 (David, Ackles) 6. Son Of Your Father 3:52 (Elton John) 7. The Last Puff 3:37 (Stainton)

SPOOKY TOOTH


Album released 1970

Produced by Chris Blackwell and Chris Stainton
Engineer: Brian Humphries, Robert Beale


Spooky Tooth are:

Chris Stainton: Organ, keyboards, piano, guitar
Luther Grosvenor: Guitars
Henry McCullough: Guitars
Mike Harrison: Vocals, keyboards
Mike Kellie: Drums and percussion
Alan Spenner: Bass, guitar


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I Am The Walrus

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together 
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly 
I'm crying 

Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come 
Corporation T-shirt stupid bloody Tuesday 
Man you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long 

I am the eggman
We are the eggmen
I am the walrus 

Mr. City policeman sitting pretty little policeman in a row 
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky, see how they run 
I'm crying

Yellow matter custard dripping from a dead dog's eye 
Crabalocker fishwife pornographic priestess 
Boy you been a naughty girl, you let your knickers down 

I am the eggman 
I am the eggman  
I am the walrus 

Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun 
If the sun don't come you get a tan from standing in the English rain 

I am the eggman 
We are the eggmen 
I am the walrus 

Expert texpert choking smokers 
Don't you think the joker laughs at you? 
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snied 
I'm crying 

Semolina pilchard; climbing up the Eiffel Tower.
Elementary penguin singing Hari Krishna,
man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Alan Poe
 
I am the eggman 
We are the eggmen
I am the walrus

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The Wrong Time

Change is what she said
When she left me
I laughed as she ran
Cryiní out my door
 
Time has made me see
Misery has gotten to me
I think Itís time to take her back
Once more
 
Cause itís the wrong time
The wrong place
The wrong way for me 
To tell her that itís over
(Repeat)
 
Somethingís gotten into my way of liviní
Strange it seems each time I say goodbye
I think of all the good she did in giviní
And loneliness has made me realize
 
That itís the wrong time
The wrong place
The wrong way for me
To tell her that itís over
(Repeat)

Easy like Iíve found my own sweet Heaven
Discontent shown clearly in her eye
Wish you call my name, I knew the meaning of a game
Now I have no ???? for ??????

The wrong time
The wrong place
The wrong way for me
To tell her that itís over
(Repeat)

These lyrics contributed by Eric Wolfe wolfe.1140@mcleodusa.net

Last Verse sent by Nick Lyubchyk email: nlub@ukr.net


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Something To Say

So, what can I say but thank you, dear
For sharing the few things you have
Oh, I'd like to say, I'm glad you're here
And hope my leaving is not sad
Soon I'll have to go, get back on the road
Then I'll have no reason left at all

In times it's hard to say the things I feel
To wonder while I've known so long
Oh, you still remain so sure and real
Ev'rything is going wrong
But soon I'll have to go, get back on the road
Then I'll have no reason left at all

Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it for me, please
Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it before I leave
Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it from your heart
Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it before I part

So, what can I say but thank you, dear
For sharing the few things you have
Oh, I'd like to say, I'm glad you're here
And hope my leaving is not sad
Yeah, soon I'll have to go, get back on the road
Then I'll have no reason left at all

Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it for me, please
Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it before I leave
Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it from your heart
Oh, have you somethin' to say, say it before I part ....

Oh, have you somethin' to say
Oh, have you somethin' to say
Oh, have you somethin' to say

			
		      
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Nobody There At All

The Sun is setting out in the tinted sky
a lite-haired boy is crying wishing he could die.
And his thoughts come a-rolling out of the sunset[s] [past?]
And his tears are not falling the change has come so fast.

     And round and round that memory goes
     there's nobody left to call
     And anyhow I'm feelin' sure
     there's no place left to fall

     Love is just a kiss away
     There's nobody there
     there's nobody there, There's nobody there at all.

It was back when the years were growing (?) out where the days were young
The sport was all in knowing the songs left unsung
Now the music's all been written the words mean not a thing
Heís left behind them rainbows and carousel brass ring

     And round and round that memory goes
     there's nobody left to call
     And anyhow I'm feelin' sure
     there's no place left to fall

     Care is just a tear away
     nobody cries
     nobody cries, nobody cries at all


Future's lookin' dimmer the past still lingers on 
And the pain becomes a-pleading             _____
The wind blows around the collar Winter's against his face
And Life becomes too heavy for the mind he can't erase

     And round and round that memory goes
     there's nobody left to call
     And anyhow I'm feelin' sure
     there's no place left to fall

     Life is just a breath away
     nobody's breathin' 
     nobody's breathin', nobody's breathin' at all

"nobody's there" ad lib/ fade



Lyrics sent by J.S.S. from Quebec Canada. 

Corrections to these lyrics sent by Nick Lyubchyk email: nlub@ukr.net


If you have any correction send them to me, please! email: lyrics@spookytooth.sk Thanks, LUKI!!!

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Down River

It's good to see you again, Rosie
I know I've changed a lot since then
You're lookin' fine, babe

Three years that ain't long, Rosie
I still remember our song
When you were mine, babe

Times change, times change I know
But it sure moves slow
Down river when you're locked away

Why didn't you write, Rosie
I stayed awake most every night
Countin' my time babe

Oh no I ain't mad Rosie
I know you had to mind your dad
But just a line babe

Oh sure I remember then
we went off to school
Ain't that right
Well he ain't no fool

Nice seein' you again Rosie
Me I got things to do
Well good-bye babe, oh good bye

Times change, times change I know
But it sure moves slow
Down river when you're locked away

Times change, times change I know
But it sure moves slow
Down river when you're locked away

Times change, times change I know
But it sure moves slow
Down river when you're locked away

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Son Of Your Father

I'll catch the tramline in the morning
With your leave Van Bushell said
He had further heard the cock crow
As he stumbled out the shed

Then blind Joseph came towards him
With a shotgun in his arms
He said you'll pay me twenty dollars
Before you leave my farm

Van Bushell saw the hook
Which replaced Joseph's hand
He said now calm you down my brother
Let's discuss this man to man

It's no good you getting angry
We must try to act our age
You're pursuing your convictions
Like some hermit in a cage

You're the son of your father
Try a little bit harder
Do for me as he would do for you
With blood and water bricks and mortar
He built for you a home
You're the son of your father
So treat me as your own

Well slowly Joseph well he lowered the rifle
And he emptied out the shells
Van Bushell he came towards him
He shook his arm and wished him well

He said now hey blind man that is fine
But I sure can't waste my time
So move aside and let me go my way
I've got a train to ride

Well Joseph turned around
His grin was now a frown
He said let me just refresh your mind
Your manners boy seem hard to find

You're the son of your father
Try a little bit harder
Do for me as he would do for you
With blood and water bricks and mortar
He built for you a home
You're the son of your father
So treat me as your own
You're the son of your father
So treat me as your own
You're the son of your father
So treat me as your own

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The Last Puff


instrumental


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