Real Music

Patti Smith it's all about: Claiming what is yours (People have the power) and opening your eyes to the world. Glitter in their eyes.

The Jefferson Airplane it's all about: Revolution and peace love freakdom.

The Tarbox Ramblers it's all about: Primitive rock 'n roll of magnificant proportions.

Jimi Hendrix it's all about: Broken boundaries and All Can Internalize Dreams.

it's all about music.

Good Shepherd -- The Jefferson Airplane Glitter In Their Eyes -- Patti Smith Pink Floyd
If you want to get to heaven
Over on the other shore
Stay out of the way of the blood-stained bandit
Oh good shepherd
Feed my sheep
One for Paul
One for Silas
One for to make my heart rejoice
Can't you hear my lambs acallin
Oh good shepherd
Feed my sheep
If you want to get to heaven
Over on the other shore
Stay out of the way of the long-tongue liar
Oh good shepherd
Feed my sheep
If you want to get to heaven
Over on the other shore
Stay out of the way of the gun shot devil
Oh good shepherd
Feed my sheep
It's been a while since I've seen your face
It's been a while since I've walked this place
I see the monkeys riding on their bikes
Racing through the impossible night

You say you're feeling like a new tree
Man they'll cut you from limb to limb
Pick your pocket with such delight
Shake it to the right
Shake it in the light

Oh can't you see the glitter
The glitter in their eyes
Oh can't you see the glitter
The glitter in their eyes

Genius stalking in new shoes
Have you got WTO blues
Dust of diamonds
Making you sneeze
Kids on rollers ready for
Running through the junkyards
Breezing through the halls
Racing through the malls
Walking through the walls
They'll strip your mind
Just for fun
Quoth the raven
Yum yum yum

Children children everywhere
Selling souls for souvenirs
They've been sold out like as not
Just for chunks of Ankgor Vat

They'll trade you up
Trade you down
Your body a commodity
Our sacred stage
Has been defaced
Replaced to grace
The marketplace
Dow is jonesing at the bit
42nd Disney Street
Ragged hearts unraveling
Look out kids
The gleam the gleam
All that glitters
Is not all that glitters
Is not all that glitters

"Several Species of Small Furry Animals" (from "Ummagumma",1969)

Aye an' a bit of Mackeral settler rack and ruin
ran it doon by the haim, 'ma place
well I slapped me and I slapped it doon in the side
and I cried, cried, cried.
The fear a fallen down taken never back the raize and then Craig Marion,
get out wi' ye Claymore out mi pocket a' ran doon, doon the middin stain
picking the fiery horde that was fallen around ma feet.
Never he cried, never shall it ye get me alive
ye rotten hound of the burnie crew. Well I snatched fer the blade O my
Claymore cut and thrust and I fell doon before him round his feet.
Aye! A roar he cried frae the bottom of his heart that I would nay fall
but as dead, dead as 'a can be by his feet; de ya ken?
...and the wind cried back.

[In English] Thank you.