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Parisian Encounter (Sidney Bechet) · Aural Encounter (A Nutone Compilation) (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Close Encounter of the Swingin' Kind (Dee Daniels) · Last Encounter: Hollywood Bowl 1963 (Bobby Hackett) · The Live Encounter (Tonya Baker) · Real To Reel/Brief Encounter (Marillion) · Encounter (Jimmy Cobb's Mob) · First Encounter (Ed Harlow) · Grand Encounter (Chet Baker) · Encounter (The Green Children) – and 90 other albums »


outfit, big pith helmet
Silk pyjamas, no elastic
Big pith helmet that she came by
Somewhere on the Bakerloo line
Have you seen her silk pyjamas?
She was
Streamline, goldmine, nighttime, summertime, feeling fine
Saturation point is reached by nine
Your circulation elevated mine
I was a bar room
language
Caucasian talk
They're saying nothing
I see a land
As we crawl by night
I see a face
In the window in front

These stations are useful
buttons, green silks and silver shoes

My mind was young until she grew
My secret thoughts known only by the few
It was a dream much to real
To be leaned
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes

My mind was young until she grew
My secret thoughts known only by the few
It was a dream much to real
Think of a number
Divide it by two
Something is nothing
Nothing is nothing
Open a box
Tear off the lid
Then think of a number
Don't think
might be different but our hearts won't lie

And little ever changes when you view it from the sky
And the damage we encounter the earth just passes by
Think of a number, divide it by two, something is nothing, nothing is nothing.
Open a box, tear off the lid, then think of a number, don't think
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes

My mind was young until she grew
My secret thoughts known only by the few
It was a dream much to real
Where did I see those eyes?
Why do I feel your heat?
How do I know your name?
When did we ever meet?

Did you just pass me by?
When did I smell
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes

My mind was young until she grew
My secret thoughts known only by the few
It was a dream much to real
first wandered down into town
I was both proud and shy, as I felt every eye
And in every shop window I primped passing by
Then in manner of fashion,
first wandered down into town
I was both proud and shy, as I felt every eye
And in every shop window I primped passing by
Then in manner of fashion,
first wandered down into town
I was both proud and shy, as I felt every eye
And in every shop window I primped passing by
Then in manner of fashion,
first wandered down into town
I was both proud and shy, as I felt every eye
And in every shop window I primped passing by
Then in manner of fashion,
first wandered down into town
I was both proud and shy, as I felt every eye
And in every shop window I primped passing by
Then in manner of fashion,
These symptoms suggested that our evolution, I suppose, from the
Animal kingdom
Into the human kingdom itself was catalyzed, or triggered by our
These symptoms suggested that our evolution, i suppose, from the animal kingdom
Into the human kingdom itself was catalyzed, or triggered by our
of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful you are and how great your affections are for me

And oh
How He loves us oh
Oh
of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful you are and how great your affections are for me

And oh
How He loves us oh
Oh
the Kowloon night
Breathing freon by the candlelight
Coquettes bitch slap you so polite
Till you thank them
For the tea and sympathy

I want to defy
I believe in fairy tales and serendipitous encounters
Catch a tiger by the tail and make a wish, drink from the fountain
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
I
Like a rock,
Like a planet,
Like a fucking atom bomb,
I'll remain unperturbed by the joy and the madness

That I encounter everywhere I turn
brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes

my mind was young until she grew

my secret thoughts known only by the few

it was a dream much to real
The day vanishes
Withers like trodden grass
Our whispers are wafting along by the breeze
Through an open passage

Absorbed by the night
Conjure