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With Jeff Beck (The Yardbirds) · The Best of Jeff Beck [EMI] (Jeff Beck) · Eric Clapton/Jimmy Page/Jeff Beck [Box] (Eric Clapton) · Beck, Bogert & Appice (Beck, Bogert & Appice) · Beck Bogert & Appice Live (Beck, Bogert & Appice) · Beck-Ola (Jeff Beck) · Jeff Beck Group (Jeff Beck) · Truth/Beck-Ola (Jeff Beck) · Eric Clapton/Jimmy Page/Jeff Beck (Eric Clapton) · Best of Beck [Epic] (Jeff Beck) – and 22 other albums »


be standing by

I had you at my beck and call
I called you any time at all
I guess it took too much for granted
I never thought I'd lie awake
be standin' by

I had you at my beck and call
I called you anytime at all
I guess I took too much for granted
I never thought I'd lie awake
be standin' by

I had you at my beck and call
I called you anytime at all
I guess I took too much for granted
I never thought I'd lie awake
be standin' by

I had you at my beck and call
I called you anytime at all
I guess I took too much for granted
I never thought I'd lie awake
And once again your heart is breakin'
You're thinkin' lonely is your destiny
You ain't ever been loved by the likes of me

I'd like to be at your beck
And with everyday that passes
Remember, Who was the most powerful)

Don't let me
Don't let me go

There is a venom in numerical lies
Your convalescent
These silent chances pass one by
Who never knew of them at all.
Resigned to the hands of fate
We await her impending beck and call.

Until we
hope to one day
Pretty promises to teach the tender child
To welcome madness every Monday
Beck and call
It didn't seem to matter at all
Beck and call
You
you (Where are you?)
Funny how I dreamed you'd still be standing by

I had you at my beck and call
I called you any time at all
I guess I took too
you (Where are you?)
Funny how I dreamed you'd still be standing by

I had you at my beck and call
I called you any time at all
I guess I took too
he's got one big belly
From livin the good life provided by punk
Singin singin singin
Buy me a Becks beer or pass me a bong
Gimme some Bushmills I'll
you (Where are you?)
Funny how I dreamed you'd still be standing by

I had you at my beck and call
I called you any time at all
I guess I took too
Convalescent livid we succumb
Stagnation now complete
This is the new plague called
Unconsciousness
We're selfcaged in defeat
Clotted minds
you (Where are you?)
Funny how I dreamed you'd still be standing by

I had you at my beck and call
I called you any time at all
I guess I took too
the king's men

Push on, plod on, these legs like pistons pumping forward motion.
Convalescent men in uniform.
We have fallen to friendly fire, shrapnel
you?)
Funny how I dreamed you'd still be standing by

I had you at my beck and call
I called you any time at all
I guess I took too much for granted
lead me to
But mischievous elf I labeled myself diablo
And did just exactly what she was sure I'd do
Now at her beck and call
She ties me to the strings
the first nigga to fuck da world
Converse apparel inspired by..
Fly out the barrel five out the barrel

[Kurupt]
Just take position ammunition, convalescent
had called that fucker by its name...

Did you listen to the arbiter's beck and call?
Did you find what you were looking for or not at all?

Not
lead me to
But mischievous elf I labeled myself diablo
And did just exactly what she was sure I'd do
Now at her beck and call
She ties me to the strings
you?)
Funny how I dreamed you'd still be standing by

I had you at my beck and call
I called you any time at all
I guess I took too much for granted
He can see with his eyes closed
He'll leave you something to remember him by
Valentine said no way out
No way out and no goodbye 

Now you're
Beck here the leaves are turning
On me just like you
Change is full of color
And it's anything but blue

I thought that I'd stop living
Without
Awful plastic boots that come above her ankle
Dayglo mini skirts just like a pop art spangle
Digs vanilla fudge buys lipstick by the pound
Gets
Autumn leaves lay down and die
At the winters beck and call

Seven sisters sobbing by the shore
Longing for their lost loves, whose ships sail no more