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The Silver Surfer
05:19
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1. The Silver Surfer
(Music: Tim Hunter, Lyrics: Thierry Sportouche)
I’m the Ocean gypsy,
I’m the Silver surfer, in the clouds
I’m the earthly gypsy
Alone in a vessel, with my dog
I go across the world, and through time
I don’t care about your borders or colours
You’re just a human to my eyes
I travel through the skies
Drinking at the Milky Way
Eating a Mars Chocolate bar
On a moonlight drive
Let's swim to the moon
You’ll feel good good vibrations
When you’ll see Venus
Waiting for your love
Waiting for your love
Waiting for your love
Look what they have done to our blue planet!
Look what they have done to our earth!
I’m the Ocean gypsy,
I’m the Silver surfer, in the clouds
I’m the earthly gypsy
Alone in a vessel, with my dog
I go across the world, and through time
I don’t care about your borders or colours
You’re just a human to my eyes
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Dreamland (Rock Power)
02:00
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2. Dreamland (Rock Power)
(Music: Tim Hunter, Lyrics: Thierry Sportouche)
J’ai vu la Grosse Pomme
Dévorer des hommes,
Par tempéraments
Sur les bords de la Tamise
Il est toujours de mise
De grossir l’unemployment
Les dames d’Amsterdam
Ne « rollent » plus les quidams
Sur le mur de Berlin
Ne planent plus de refrain
L.A. et Frisco
Se shootent à la techno
Tokyo exhume son vieux kimono
A Paris, on râpe toujours des tuyaux
Brûlez guitares, brisez pianos
Je rockerai avec mon sang, je rockerai avec mes os
Baillonnez, taisez !
Je rockerai media vocce !
Chantez, hurlez !
Rock’n roll is here to stay !
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3. Unfollow You, Unfollow Me
(Lyrics and Music: Tim Hunter)
Unfollow You, Unfollow Me
Yes, We’re parting company
Unfollow You, Unfollow Me
I don’t like your Facebook posts
Your Facebook Boasts
Tell Me why your news is fake
Give me a break
Unfollow You, Unfollow Me
Yes, We’re parting company
Unfollow You, Unfollow Me
Unfollow You: Don’t like your rants
Unfollow Me: Yes, We’re parting company
Don’t like your angst
Unfollow You, Unfollow Me
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Concrete Heart
04:15
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4. Concrete Heart
(Music: Tim Hunter, Lyrics: Thierry Sportouche)
Sometimes out of the swell
Emerges someone’s call
Or even helpless hands
Quickly gulped by the crowd
I’m looking for tenderness in Concrete Hearts
I’m looking for tenderness in broken hearts
Alone on my cloud
I’d like to forget a biting cold
growing in my heart
I’m looking for tenderness in
Concrete Hearts
I’m looking for tenderness in broken hearts
I’m looking for tenderness in
Concrete Hearts
I’m looking for tenderness in broken hearts
Où es-tu dans cette foule ?
Où es-tu dans cette houle ?
Parmi ces noyés sans âge,
Je cherche ton image.
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5. The Last Blade Of English Grass
(Lyrics and Music: Tim Hunter)
They came into the cities
And the cities they did fill
And into the countryside they overspilled
Chorus: Well we did nothing about it
We seemed to lack the will
But for The Last Blade Of English grass
Tears are gonna spill
The Last Blade Of English grass
Tears are gonna spill
We’re The Guardians of the English garden
We’re The Guardians of the English garden
They concreted the greenbelt
Into the earth they drilled
They told it was ok
And they are telling us that still
Chorus
We will fight your sniggers
And your country haters
With our rakes and our seed sowers
We will fight your diggers
And your excavators
With our rakes and our lawn mowers
Otherwise people will say:
Why didn’t you do something about it?
Why didn’t you do something about it?
Something to save it
For The Last Blade Of English Grass
Why didn’t you do something to save it?
Why didn’t you do something to save it?
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6. Never Say Never My Friend
(Lyrics and Music: Tim Hunter)
Jamais dire jamais, Jamais dire jamais,
There’s no compromise
So it’s no surprise
To find we’re getting nowhere fast
With all these lies
Procrastination, won’t save the nation
It won’t save us from devastation
You can never say never my friend
It’s not the end
You can never say never
Jamais dire jamais, Jamais dire jamais,
You know sometimes
We all change our minds
Otherwise we find
the Blind leading the Blind
Oversimplification
Of the situation
Could lead to excommunication
You can never say never my friend
You can never say never my friend
You can never say never my friend
Jamais, Jamais
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Good Things About Europe
03:28
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7. Good things about Europe
(Lyrics and Music: Tim Hunter)
Nietche, Pizza, JS Bach and Ice cool Weiss bier. Witgenstein, Eistein, French Wine,
Rembrandt and Vermeer.
Chorus: There’s lots of good things about Europe, Like Lasagne and Crêpe Suzette
There’s lots of good things about Eu-ro-pe
It’s where our language came from don’t forget
Mozart, Dutch Art, Van Gogh,
Gasthof and Snitzel, Champagne,
Charlemagne, Sartre, Montmartre as well
Chorus
Bonjour mes amis, Hallo meine Freunde
Ciao amici miei, Hola mis amigos
Il y a tant de bonnes choses dans cette vieille Europe.
The Alps, the Med, Sangria, Pianoforte, Rousseau, Eiffel Tower, Schopenhauer,
Accordion and Bordeaux
Chorus
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Celestial Risotto
03:09
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8. Celestial Risotto
(Lyrics and Music: Tim Hunter)
Is there anyone there? Who are you, where are you?
My name is Otto and I live in the Silver Grotto, everyday I play The Cosmic Lotto
And if I win I’ll dine on Celestial Wine
And Celestial Risotto Oh Oh
And Celestial Risotto
You seem very happy—let us dine!
My name is Otto and I’m feeling rather Blotto, ‘cos my numbers came up on The Cosmic Lotto
And now I’ve won
I’ll dine on Celestial Wine
And Celestial Risotto Oh Oh
And Celestial Risotto
Ce vin est très bon!
I’ll win again
I’ll dine on Celestial Wine
And Celestial Risotto Oh Oh
And Celestial Risotto
Who are you? Is there anyone there?
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The King Of Sun
06:08
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9. The King of Sun
(Music: Tim Hunter; Lyrics: Thierry Sportouche and Tim Hunter)
The lonely one, The King Of Sun
The lonely one
The lonely One brought us Sun
His chariot he’d always ride
And till the day was gone
He made sure Icarus won't fly
The lonely One, the King of Sun
The lonely One, brought us all life on earth
But at sunset the King did not shine
His Crimson rays he would hide
For this was his darkest time
For the King searched for a bride
He could not go on alone
for he needed someone,he couldn't stop weeping
and pour us his rain, and pour us his pain
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10. Ys the lost city of Brittany
(Music and Lyrics: Tim Hunter)
Ys the lost city of Brittany
Ys the lost city of Brittany
The Fortress of Mystery
Swallowed into the sea
When the tide is low,
some of the towers of Ys can be seen
And Bells from its temples can be heard
Ys was the most beautiful city in the world,
With great white palaces and temples to the old gods.
I remember many moons ago
We spent some time in Saint Malo
Talking bout the Celtic legends
Drinking Calvados
I thought those days would never end
Ys the lost city of Brittany
Ys the lost city of Brittany
The Fortress of Mystery
Swallowed into the sea
In my dreams we returned to Brittany and
we saw something rising from the sea,
from the sea
[Sea God]
I am the Sea God risen from the Ocean Waves!
I am the Sea God risen from the Ocean Waves!
The Sea God told us how he wanted us to be happy, To join him in the city beneath the sea – you and me.
Ys the lost city of Brittany
Ys the lost city of Brittany
The Fortress of Mystery
Swallowed into the sea
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The Interrogation
03:50
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11. The Interrogation
(Music and Lyrics: Tim Hunter)
We always come for you at night
And wake you up with blinding lights.
Our faces never smile
There are no witnesses, no trials.
You’re wiped out, vaporised
And your existence is denied.
Then it’s Room 101, comrade
If you survive.
But the lucky ones always die.
It was your daughter who betrayed you
She was listening at the keyhole.
You were talking in your sleep
And she told the patrols.
You’re a stain that’s gotta be wiped clean
A flaw in the machine.
In Room 101 comrade,
No one can hear you scream.
Do you know what I mean?
It was only a matter of time
Before we found out your crime
We’re always watching you
Should you step out of line.
We’ll torture you until your mind
Is just a hollow, empty shell.
We’ll crush you and torment you
Really put you through hell.
You’ll confess to everything
And you’ll betray everyone.
Then you’ll be ready for Room101.
Room 101.
This is an updated version of a song written in 1976, which was broadcast on BBC Radio Leicester in 1977.
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Silver Hunter England, UK
Anglo French Prog/Art Rock project, featuring Vocalist and writer Thierry Sportouche (editor of Acid Dragon magazine) from Lyon, France and multi-instrumentalist and composer Tim Hunter from Knaresborough,North Yorkshire, England.
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