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Mumford & Sons and Friends Daytrotter Session (Mumford & Sons) · Mumford & Sons, Laura Marling & Dharohar Project (Mumford & Sons) · Mumford & Sons, Laura Marling & Dharohar Project (Mumford & Sons) · Mumford (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Wonderful World of Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds (Nick Cave) · The Cave of the Heart (John Michael Talbot) · Dream Cave (Cloud Control) · Cave Rave (Crystal Fighters) · In Blue Cave (Hoodoo Gurus) · Dream Cave Unplugged (Cloud Control) – and 90 other albums »


carry no substance
Lost in a cave like sons of Mumford
Kept moaning zoning in the comfort
Now I blame myself
Went downhill just to up my numbers
You
the wood in the murky gloom
Trolls go marching two by two
Down through the cave and the mouth of doom
Down, down, down in the gloom, gloom,gloom
Hey kala ho
And they a hae taen their faither's seed
In the cave o Sawney Bean.

An Sawney's sons are young an strong
And their blades are sharp and keen
Tae spill
Religions clash jihad's declared
That's the duty call for all believers

Like father, son and the holy ghost
Tell me the one you hate the most
Where do
I was born by fire in a cold dark cave 
In the age of the dinosaur
When a cave man caught his cave woman lovin' 
On the missing link livin' next
Ride the Dragon's breath, mist of poison green
Come yee flemes, a burning death, face the unseen
Deep within the cave, lit p by the torch, a plae
The city of sin is lying in the evening glow
Son of God coming through the gates,
Only one will know
A man named Lot gives him shelter from
as if trod by slaves up to the grey cave floor
But not one graze from anything ever escaping this fort
So with coin on hand his joy came back when
From a dense forest of tall dark pinewood, Mount Ida rises like an island. 
Within a hidden cave, nymphs had kept a child; 
Hermaphroditus, son
And so it began, 
The story how Elzevir would look after John as his own son,
And the smugglers betrayed on Moonfleet Bay 
by Maskew looking now
A savior that failed to save, preaching lack of will
A cave for a grave, midst convicts on Golgotha's Hill
The coming of a messenger, promises
Hard work, low pay, tired aching back
Earning by the sweat on my brow
12 full hours in this man-made hole
Doin' what they taught me how
Words and music by Richard Farina

And it's hi ho hey, I am a bold marauder
And it's hi ho hey, I am the white destroyer
For I will show you silver
Yeah! Wow!
There's so much to learn!

The Sun came from a cave
And it made the clouds go by
(Hi!)
The clouds had a conference
And rain fell from the sky
There were natives there called Guanches
Guanches by the score
Bullets, disease, the Portuguese, and they weren't there anymore
Now they're gone,
so most look misarable
most cave in to the devil, took the wrong puff
son kick the face but still pray for a miracle
soccastars emerge from the curb
so most look misarable
most cave in to the devil, took the wrong puff
son kick the face but still pray for a miracle
soccastars emerge from the curb
I'm just a middle-aged middle-eastern camel herdin' man
I've got a little two bedroom cave here in north Afghanistan
Things used to be real nice
He said "Please come with me
To my home by the sea
We can smoke, drink and eat
And you'll sit at my feet
And I'll tell what I know
While the sea
"The massive gray walls of the temples rise from the
Heart of every federation city. I have always been awed
By them, to think that every single
chokin
Yeah son I'm all up in ya mix

Ya callin' in your clique, I'm bawlin' with you trick
Golden rocks fallin' off my neck and wrists
When I breeze
"The massive gray walls of the temples rise from the
Heart of every federation city. I have always been awed
By them, to think that every single
to change

VI. Soliloquy
Words by Neil Peart, Music by Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson 

"I have not left this cave for days now, it has become
My last
of every Federation city. I
have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life is regulated
and directed from within! Our books,
Il crit ses dernières lignes
Et s'endort

novembre et son manteau d'hiver 
Revers sombres
Chemise blanche comme la neige
Manchettes noires
Plane sur la