Tracks

01. Money Talks
02. Girls Like That
03. Wrong Man
04. Rapture Of The Deep
05. Clearly Quite Absurd
06. Don't Let Go
07. Back To Back
08. Kiss Tomorrow Goodbye
09. MTV
10. Junkyard Blues
11. Before Time Began



01. Money Talks

Lyrics by Ian Gillan, Steve Morse, Roger Glover, Don Airey and Ian Paice
I was young and healthy
Extremely wealthy
I swung in the trees
And did as I pleased
I thought I was rich
Oh yeah
Such sweet seduction
I could feel the suction
Greasing my palm
And doing no harm
Just making some deals
What a bitch

Money talks to me
Whispers in my ear
Gives me everything I want
Everything I want

I had rising stock
So I got more pockets
I knew somewhere to stick it
Where no-one would nick it
I kinda went private
And then, aha
Such sweet seclusion
No more intrusion
Too much food on my plate
But there's guards at the gate
Such joy
I could almost die of it

Money talks to me
Lays it on the line
Gives me everything I want
Everything I want

Money goes to money
Yes it always returns
Finds its way back to the big house
Where it lives all alone
Wraithlike silent partners
Operators of the system
Give words of quiet assurance
To an otherwise healthy victim

It's all coming back to me
I would swing in the trees
And I'd swim in the ocean
I used to show some emotion

I was not to blame
I feel no shame
The structure was shaking
Was there for the taking
I had the resources
But then, oh no
Someone outbid me
I can't take it with me?
Then I will devour it
I can't go without it
It's simply a question of
Market forces

Money talks to me
Whispers in my ear
Gives me everything I want
Everything I want
Money talks to me
Laughs right in my face
Gives me everything I want
Everything I want


02. Girls Like That

Lyrics by Ian Gillan, Steve Morse, Roger Glover, Don Airey and Ian Paice
I'm in a bad spot babe
I can't hear what you say
I'd love to stop and talk
You keep fading away
Just the way she said it
Something in her tone
Always so convincing
But she's good on the phone
I'll wait until she's ready
That could be a while
She always takes her time
Then she turns up in style
Something not right
Didn't recognise the car
Women being what they are

There is no sense of reason
In a reasonable world
Makes any sense at all
To a reasonable girl
She said you know what I mean
But I couldn't understand
Didn't know what she said
I'm a reasonable man
It wasn't meant that way
I was only having fun
She looked me in the eye
But the damage was done
I got the vague impression
She was under my thumb
I looked the other way
And I had to succumb

Girls like that
I want girls like that
Girls like that
I like girls like that


03. Wrong Man

Lyrics by Ian Gillan, Steve Morse, Roger Glover, Don Airey and Ian Paice
I wasn't in the room when the action was going down
I may have been there once but at the time I was out of town
I'm seeing strange fruit, they're saying off with his head
One way or another I'll end up dead

You got the wrong man
You don't understand
You got the wrong man
You got the wrong man
I do what I can

I plead not guilty to the charges you've laid out on your desk
I know what you're thinking "Oh yes - this is a DSF"
I think I'm prime ministerial material but I can't lie to you
So I'm out of the running
But from here in my cell I imagine
Wouldn't that be something

You got the wrong man
You don't understand
You got the wrong man
You got the wrong man
I do what I can


04. Rapture Of The Deep

Lyrics by Ian Gillan, Steve Morse, Roger Glover, Don Airey and Ian Paice
I told you once about a place that I had accidentally stumbled upon
Can you imagine how it feels to find somewhere that you can do no wrong
But it's alright you're safe in my hands

I'll meet you in the sky tonight and we will trace some undiscovered stars
We'll go beyond the universe beyond all understanding, hey, it's not that far
But if s alright I feel safe in your hands

I can't stand living this way
Getting by from day to day
I'm drinking from your loving cup
I told you things were looking up
Oh oh oh so good
Oh it feels so good

We're all the same but then again we're all quite different in our own peculiar ways
We've come so far and now we're going through another phase
But it's alright
We made it so far

I can't stand living this way
Getting by from day to day
I'm drinking from your loving cup
Told you things were looking up

As we all know if s hard to breathe when something spiritual has taken place
We don't know why we don't know how we've been transformed into a state of grace
But it's alright
We walk in our sleep
Yes it's alright
This is rapture of the deep


05. Clearly Quite Absurd

Lyrics by Ian Gillan, Steve Morse, Roger Glover, Don Airey and Ian Paice
After all we said today
The strangest thought occurred
I feel I ought to tell you
But it's clearly quite absurd
Wouldn't it be wonderful
If you could read my mind
Imagine all the stuff
That we could leave behind
How many words you waste
Before you're understood
Or simply sow some seeds
You'd do it if you could
Let me take a moment
Of your time
Inside you mind

I know what you're thinking
But I don't know what to say
The turmoil and the conflict
You don't have to feel that way
Look into my eyes
And feel my hand upon your heart
Holding us together
Not tearing us apart
How many words we waste
To justify a crime
Compare it to an act of love
That really takes no time
Why not take a moment
Of your time
Inside your mind


06. Don't Let Go

Lyrics by Ian Gillan, Steve Morse, Roger Glover, Don Airey and Ian Paice
I get lost on a regular basis
I'm not alone I see the same old faces
Back on the road it's a worthy opponent
I get home in the heat of the moment

What's that stuff always rise to the surface
College cream, it always emerges
Be what you are I tell myself
And myself tells me we can't be anybody else

You always sleep with a smile on your face
Much as I want to put myself in your place
Not my business I've got dreams of my own
I try to recall but when I wake up it's gone

Don't let go of that image
You'll never see it again

I can hear voices they're buzzing in my head
Eyebrows raised was it something I said
A long hot night, it crept in like a thief
The engine stopped, the seatbelt popped
And her jaw dropped in disbelief

Don't let go of that beast
You'll never see it again

Don't let go of that whisky bottle
You'll never see it again


07. Back To Back

Lyrics by Ian Gillan, Steve Morse, Roger Glover, Don Airey and Ian Paice
I read in the news
That the average man
Is uplifted five times a day
I'm confused
I have to confess
My feeling never goes away
I know it's right
They asked the average man
In a survey across the nation
I can't understand how the average man
Keeps losing his concentration

Oh you gotta use it
Oh you gonna lose it

I'm just begun
When you're all done
I see you running down the road
Can't hear a thing
My mind is blasted
And my head is about to explode
Feeling the pain
Just more of the same
As we're rolling through the night
Going so fast
We're sure to nit the next town Before the last one's out of sight

Oh you gotta use it
Oh you gonna lose it

Back to back
One on one
Shake it up
Move it on
Back to back
One on one
Turn it up
Hold it down


08. Kiss Tomorrow Goodbye

Lyrics by Ian Gillan, Steve Morse, Roger Glover, Don Airey and Ian Paice
I threw a rock in the lake and it sank to the bottom
The waves spread out but the rock got forgotten
The ripples came back just as we feared
Looking for the rock but the hole disappeared
It's somewhere in the middle some way down
The last guy that went looking almost certainly drowned

He ran out of time
He can kiss tomorrow goodbye

Yes I piss in the water and burn down trees
I watch as the creatures fall to their knees
They ain't got a clue as disaster looms
They're too busy choking on toxic fumes
They got no hope and there's no point running
No matter what they do I keep on coming

They ran out of time
They can kiss tomorrow goodbye

I did a bad thing
I did a bad thing
I did a bad thing
I did a bad thing

Well hallelujah and holy mackerel
All we got left is a thief and a jackal
The writing is big and it's there on the wall
Oh how the mighty empires fall
There's nothing to fix it's much too late
Sit down and prepare to meet your fate

You have run out of time
Kiss tomorrow goodbye


09. MTV

Lyrics by Ian Gillan, Steve Morse, Roger Glover, Don Airey and Ian Paice
I was driving through the night
Into an endless tunnel of fog
When it dawned on me something was wrong
I was in a trance, hypnotised
Bored beyond belief
I was listening to the same old song
I know every lick, every word
Every nuance
I'm on first name terms with the crew
But I'd better get used to this poop du jour
Sure as hell they won't play anything new

Oh yes I love you really
Classic Rock Radio
Oh my dear it's time for bed
Time for you to go
Everyone is asleep

The pirates took to the water stole the charts
But sadly that didn't go down well with those upstairs
Who require loyalty
The establishment considered
That the uncontrolled appreciation of music
Was a danger to royalty
The mighty empire roared
As Cash 'n' Everitt on the high seas
Looked like they'd get blown out of the water
They did of course eventually come ashore
As meek as mice or to be more accurate
As lambs to the slaughter

Oh yes I love you really
I stand to attention
Oh Fanny, I love you dearly
Something else I should mention?
You sweet thing

Let's not talk about MTV
I don't even want to start
I want to take a look at Classic Rock Radio
We're talking about the state of the art

Mr. Grover 'n' Mr Gillian
You musta made a million
The night that Frank Zappa caught on fire
Could you tell us all about it
Keep it short and use my version
Or everyone out there'll think I'm a liar
We can speak about bananas for one second
Just because I understand
You have to get them off your chest
But in the meantime while your talking
Could you do some more of these here ID's
And then this station might maintain some interest

Oh yes I love you dearly
But why do you exist?
Oh yes I love you really
Is there something that I missed?


10. Junkyard Blues

Lyrics by Ian Gillan, Steve Morse, Roger Glover, Don Airey and Ian Paice
Broken down relations, beaten up guitars
Making one last appearance in a heap of old cars
Brambles and weeds flourishing amongst
Lines of empty bottles and rambling drunks

Junkyard blues sound familiar
I'm never alone
Always remind me of home

One of a dozen covered with stains
Blistered and stinking was all that remained
Cannibalised machines, mysterious bones
Unwanted contents of anonymous homes

Those junkyard blues sound familiar
Take me back
Always remind me of home

Mangy old dog scratching in the dust
Burned out Mercedes surrendering to rust
All this stuff was good for something
But here it is now, good for nothing

Junkyard blues sound familiar
I'm never alone
Always remind me of home


11. Before Time Began

Lyrics by Ian Gillan, Steve Morse, Roger Glover, Don Airey and Ian Paice
The daylight fades and the stars come out
But there's never much to talk about
Another day goes rushing by and here we are just wondering why
We have to belong with a sense of purpose
That's all we need, without them we're worthless
Ah, we've come so far, hmm, but then again
All we see is more of the same
It's getting crowded here we agree no doubt
Oh dear brother what's it all about?

Hey you over there why don't you throw down your spear?
We all need some help right now
Where are we going from here?
The way things are working out
It won't be too long before we have to move
Better start thinking about it while there's still time to choose

Every day of my life I discover
Someone murdering my sisters and brothers
In the name of some god or another
What do you know?

For the first precious few it's time to go
What might have been we'll never know
All those bad ideas became the law
Oh yes, we've forgotten what we're looking for
All of you angels it's time to gather your wings
Leave it all behind you won't need any of those things
We're going on through the darkness hand in hand
To step into the future
Before time began

And for those who remain with your chosen gods
May your prayers be answered.