אגרול חוגגים את צאת האלבום "Fairytale" בבארבי ת"א
בתאריך 17.8 ,יום חמישי בשעה 22:00
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במקור אורכו של שיר זה הוא 24 דקות
הוא מובא כאן מאמצע השיר עד סופו (מהחווה לאפוקליפסה ועד
לגאולת המין האנושי) מתוך ההופעה שלנו בקיבוץ חורשים.
השיר במקור שייך לGenesis של פיטר גבריאל.



Wandering through the chaos the battle has left
We climb up a mountain of human flesh,
To a plateau of green grass, and green trees full of life.
A young figure sits still by a pool,
He's been stamped "human bacon" by some butchery tool.
(he is you)
Social security took care of this lad.
We watch in reverence, as narcissus is turned to a flower.
A flower?


Willow farm

If you go down to willow farm,
To look for butterflies, flutterbyes, gutterflies
Open your eyes, it's full of surprise, everyone lies,
Like the fox on the rocks,
And the musical box.
Oh, there's mum & dad, and good and bad,
And everyone's happy to be here.

There's winston churchill dressed in drag,
He used to be a british flag, plastic bag, what a drag.
The frog was a prince, the prince was a brick, the brick was
an egg,
The egg was a bird.
(fly away you sweet little thing, they're hard on your
tail)
Hadn't you heard?
(they're going to change you into a human being!)
Yes, we're happy as fish and gorgeous as geese,
And wonderfully clean in the morning.

We've got everything, we're growing everything,
We've got some in
We've got some out
We've got some wild things floating about
Everyone, we're changing everyone,
You name them all,
We've had them here,
And the real stars are still to appear.

All change!

Feel your body melt;
Mum to mud to mad to dad
Dad diddley office, dad diddley office,
You're all full of ball.

Dad to dam to dum to mum
Mum diddley washing, mum diddley washing,
You're all full of ball.

Let me hear you lies, we're living this up to the eyes.
Ooee-ooee-ooee-oowaa
Momma I want you now.

And as you listen to my voice
To look for hidden doors, tidy floors, more applause.
You've been here all the time,
Like it or not, like what you got,
You're under the soil (the soil, the soil),
Yes, deep in the soil (the soil, the soil, the soil, the
soil!).
So we'll end with a whistle and end with a bang
And all of us fit in our places.


Apocalypse in 9/8 (co-starring the delicious talents of
gabble ratchet)

With the guards of magog, swarming around,
The pied piper takes his children underground.
Dragons coming out of the sea,
Shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me.
He brings down the fire from the skies,
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes.
Better not compromise.
It won't be easy.

666 is no longer alone,
He's getting out the marrow in your back bone,
And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll,
Gonna blow right down inside your soul.
Pythagoras with the looking glass reflects the full moon,
In blood, he's writing the lyrics of a brand new tune.

And it's hey babe, with your guardian eyes so blue,
Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true,
I've been so far from here,
Far from your loving arms,
Now I'm back again, and babe it's gonna work out fine.


As sure as eggs is eggs (aching men's feet)

Can't you feel our souls ignite
Shedding ever changing colours, in the darkness of the
fading night,
Like the river joins the ocean, as the germ in a seed grows
We have finally been freed to get back home.

There's an angel standing in the sun, and he's crying with a
loud voice,
"this is the supper of the mighty one",
Lord of lords,
King of kings,
Has returned to lead his children home,
To take them to the new jerusalem.