STEVE
HACKETT > Spectral Mornings
Mai 1979
Virgin CDSCDR4017 CD
(2005 remaster)
Original release
01 Every
Day
02 The
Virgin And The Gypsy
03 The Red Flower Of Tai Chi Blooms Everywhere
04 Clocks
05 The Ballad Of The
Decomposing Man
06 Lost Time In Cordoba
07 Tigermoth
08 Spectral Mornings
Remaster (2005)
01 Every
Day
02 The
Virgin And The Gypsy
03 The Red Flower Of Tai Chi Blooms Everywhere
04 Clocks
05 The Ballad Of The
Decomposing Man
06 Lost Time In Cordoba
07 Tigermoth
08 Spectral Mornings
09 Everyday (Alternate Mix)
10 The Virgin And Gypsy (Alternate Mix)
11 Tigermoth (Alternate Mix)
12 The Ballad Of The Decomposing Man (Alternate Mix)
13 Clocks (12" Single Version)
14 Live Acoustic Set
15 Tigermoth (Live Version)
Steve Hackett : guitar, Roland guitar synth, Koto, harmonica, vocals
John Hackett : flute, bass pedals
Pete Hicks : vocals
Dick Cadbury : bass, violin, bass pedals, vocals
John Shearer : drums, percussion
Nick
Magnus : keyboards, vox string thing, novotron, harpsichord, clavinet,
Rmi, Fender Rhodes, Mini Moog, Roland string synth, Sh 2000
Produced by Steve Hackett & John Acock
Every
Day
Can you light a fire in Winter's face
Or say why a life has gone to waste
Pleasure Island was an overcrowded place
Cleopatra's Needle conquered fear
One more nail in your coffin dear
Endless torture for at least two thousand years
(Every Day)
What's the use of friendship, who am I
Hell bent on destruction, how I tried
You became a ghost to me long before you died
The Virgin And The
Gypsy
A gypsy compliment for (kneel down)
The scent of tyranny's daughter (we are bound)
At seventeen were bled in wild cream
Passing milk thistle by
Fox on the run
Old ragged robin flies
Virtue undone
A garland of green flowers (field of time)
Surround a silver smoke tree (yours and mine)
Sweet marigold, not easy to find
Passing milk thistle by...
The
Ballad Of The Decomposing Man
In a very large factory I belong
And I work the night shift all night long
Freddy on a chainsaw lost his feet
Thinking 'bout a blonde he'll never meet
Tried to take his life again the other week
Keep your chin up, haven't a care 'ave you?
Just join the party, allegiance I swear
What's the matter with Arthur Royal?
I'll go and top up his batteries and check the oil
Arthur blew a fuse two days ago
Set himself alight, you didn't know
Nearly burnt us down the twit just had to go
Take your chances, live on hot air
Chance of promotion, I'll take that chair
Dreaming of golden sands and palm trees
I said file these quickly and then staple these
Get yourself altered undo the seam, get back just
In time for tea (and don't be late mind)
Nobody's perfect least of all me
Married the job at age 23
Just keep my nose clean egg chips and beans
I'm always full of steam
Tigermoth
Just like his old father before him
Who served in the great war would sing
We're proud to serve Kaiser or King
They'll always find someone who's willing
To take Tigermoth chances alone
The boy that should never have flown
Was thrown a hundred yards
Blown into smithereens
A crowd gred near but failed to hear
Look I'm over here and still one of you wait...
The young man's despondence soon halted
When gently a voice that he knew
Took shape slowly out of the blue
Flight Captain James at your service
Last month I went down in the drink
You're not as alone as you think
Here's some of your mates from last Thursday
Shot down in their prime over Rome
The boys that can never go home
We're thrown a hundred yards
Blown into smithereens
Until we meet again my friends
No regrets and Lily Marlene sings again