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Lyrics by Cat Stevens are contributed courtesy of Suncatcher

 

Back To Earth

October 1978

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1. Just Another Night 3:49
2. Daytime (Stevens/Davies) 3:55
3. Bad Brakes (Stevens/Davies) 3:27
4. Randy 3:12
5. The Artist 2:29
6. Last Love Song 3:27
7. Nascimento 3:16
8. Father 4:08
9. New York Times 3:24
10. Never 3:01
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Just Another Night

I remember standing here
Right on this very same site
I was dying, but for you
It was just another night
You once rocked me in your world
You bought me my first shoes
I was just another lonely child
Oh, and you were much amused

So you took me and you dressed me well
All for your friends to see
You drained my body calmly till
There was no more left in me
Then you walked out and you cut me cold
Out on the road somewhere
Why it happened, well, I don't know
And I still have no idea

But everybody needs a friend sometimes
You need a little help
And who knows, maybe one day you'll seek mine
Only time will tell
You once held me in your arms
You made me feel so right
I was flying, but for you
It was just another night

But everybody needs a little help
Whether or not you think you really do
Everybody needs a little help
Now the time has come for you

I ain't looking to fight no wars
No more talking trash
I'm not seeking any more pain
Cause I've had enough of that
But don't you worry - it's alright
If you should come around
Any night or any day
I won't ever let you down


Daytime (Stevens/Davies)

In the daytime, time for celebration
No use looking down if it's over here
It's a world, a new creation
And the golden light of the morning
Makes it easy to comb your hair
And the love of a child
It's the time of the year

In the daytime, you can move a mountain
With a blink of your eye
Now it's over here, now it's over there
It's a world with no complications
And the curtains on the window
Start blowing like your hair
And the love that I feel
‘Cause it's the time of the year

Mysterious Moon found me crying in the dark
Heard my footsteps on the stairs
Mysterious Moon found me crying
But the Sun dried my tears
Showed he cares

In the daytime, time for celebration
No use looking down, children open your eyes
It's a world, a whole nation
Now the white boats have landed
And the innocent are here
So dream for the child
‘Cause it's the time of the year


Bad Brakes (Stevens/Davies)

Bad brakes, whole car shakes
Looks like I'm headin’ for a breakdown
Black smoke, engine beginning to choke
I must be headin’ for a breakdown

I pulled up for a mouth of Coca-Cola
Down at Samuel's cafe
Saw a little Spanish lady coming over
Said, "Lady, are you going my way"

She said, "O-lay, with your
Bad brakes, carburetor shakes
Looks like you're headin’ for a breakdown
Black smoke, engine beginning to choke
We must be headin’ for a breakdown”

We hit the road at 90 miles an hour
Headin’ for 'Frisco Bay
She said, "Senor, you got cop on your shoulder"

I said, "Oh, now, we'd better not stay
We got to get away with our
Bad brakes, carburetor shakes
Looks like we're headin’ for a breakdown”

He was catching up, nose right inside our mirror
When the motor blowed
We climbed out and she began to shiver
“Oh no, sir, please let us go”

He said, "Don't you know you got
Bad brakes, carburetor shakes
Looks like you bought yourself a breakdown
Black smoke engine beginning to choke
And you've got yourself a breakdown"

Bad brakes, engine beginning to shake
Looks like we've got ourselves a breakdown
Black smoke, engine beginning to choke
We got ourselves a breakdown


Randy

Oh, Randy, if they knew
I think they'd take me away
Just for loving you, you
All alone, in my own quiet way
‘Cause that's the way that I want it

Wish I could see you now
You and your cherry black eyes
My heart would never lie down, down
‘Cause that's the way that my arrow flies
And that's the way that I want it

You never said it would rain
You only told me that the Sun would come again
You never said it would rain
Oh, Randy, if you did
It wouldn't mean a thing
It wouldn't hurt me a bit
‘Cause only you can break my wings
And that's the way that I want it

You drew my face in the sand
And ever since that day you made me what I am
You drew my face in the sand
Oh, Randy, if I could
There's nothing I wouldn't give
To live with you for good
‘Cause that's the way that I'd like to live
And that's the way that I want it

Randy, oh-oh-oh, my Randy
Oh, Randy, oh-oh-ah, my Randy
Oh, Randy, wo-oh-oh, my Randy


The Artist
(instrumental)


Last Love Song

If you don't love me
Please don't treat me this way
‘Cause I can't stand it
I see our love slipping away
Did you think that you could just put me down
Like a worn out shoe
‘Cause if you don't want me
Maybe I don't want you

If you don't need me
Don't leave me out in the cold
Eyes drifting by me
Like somebody you don't know
Did you think that you could just walk away
Anytime you wanted to
‘Cause if you don't love me
Maybe I don't love you

Did you think that you could just put me down
For somebody new
‘Cause nobody can love you girl, like I do
Every little bird in the sky
Would sing a song of love
If you would just take me back
Come on, open up your heart again
Let me in, baby, baby

If you don't love me
Stop fooling yourself
No more acting
I know your show too well
Did you think that you could just shake my hand
With a how d'y'do
‘Cause if you don't want me
Maybe I don't want you

Oh, and as you go through life
It's the little things that come back again
Oh, if you came back again
You know I'd give my loving to you


Nascimento
(instrumental)


Father

Father, oh, Father
Hear me if you can
Is it true what they say
That life is a dream
I don't understand
The things that make rain in my eyes
Are they real or are they lies

You know I hear so much about you now
I'd give anything
To go on a little boat with you
Talk about the scheme of things
On a little boat with you

Father, oh, Father
Guide me if you can
Or give me the chance to follow you home
I am your son, but I wish I knew you
When you were young . . .
Were you lonely as a boy

You know, I'd give so much to see you now
I'd go anywhere
To pick a little stick and walk with you
Talk about the scheme of things
On a short walk with you

Father, oh, Father
You give me just a little hope . . .
I feel something out there reaching for me
Well, here I am
Won't you take me with you
Out of this maze
And away from this place

Because it gets so cold and lonely here
I'll do anything
To sit on a little rock with you
Talk about the scheme of things
On a small rock with you

Show me, show me, show me the way
Before they grind me down
And bleach me grey
Send me power not to be afraid
And when I close my eyes
Let me see you once in the light

Father, oh, Father
Hear me if you can
Is it true what they say
That life is a dream


New York Times

New York, poor New York
New York, poor New York

Cars choking your child to death
But you don't wanna see
‘Cause you only think about yourself
How blind can you be

New York, poor New York
Sniper on the rooftop, New York
New York, poor New York
Not fit for a dog in New York

Everybody bites on the Big Apple
Leave the hungry in tears
But no one gives a damn, no one really cares
How they feel - they're just paper people - not real

You need a gun to walk into New York

Now you're broke and you're out on a ledge
Who can help you this time
Now you're down to your very last cent
Still you're askin' me who was your friend
I was your friend

New York, poor New York
Who turned the lights out in New York
New York, poor New York
Just another blackout in New York

Girl dead on the 26th floor
But no one knew her name
Found her body behind the door
Too young for the game

New York, poor New York
Devils in the subway, New York
New York, poor New York

New York, poor New York
Talkin’, talkin’, talkin’ . . .
Talkin’, talkin’, talkin’ . . .
Talkin’, talkin’, talkin’, talkin’ . . .

Watch out!

Harlem touching midtown New York
New York, poor New York
Talkin’ 'bout New York, New York

Money's getting tighter, New York
They're burning the bridges to New York


Never

I know there'll be another time
There's going to be another moment
There'll never be another you
There's going to be another story
There's so much left for you to do, love

There'll never be another you
There's going to be another spring
And it won't always be winter
And it'll always be spring
There's going to be another kingdom
There's so much left for you to know, love

There'll never be another you
I will be there when you need me
Darling, you’ll just have to say
But you know I'll be there anyway
You’ve got to have faith in me, darling
Got to have faith in yourself
Faith in your wealth

I know there'll be another spring
And it won't always be winter
And it'll always be spring
There's going to be another story
There's so much left for you to know, love
There'll never be another you
There'll never be another you
There'll never be another you, love

 

 

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