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Song Lyrics..
“Rousing & original
World · Jazz · Groove”
Secret World
© J Frater/S Taylor PRS/MCPS
Bayup da daydo wayeeaa…
I want you just the way you are
No need to change the rules so far
No need to change
I could be happy living here with you
We could be anywhere in time
an I would know that you’d be mine
I know you would
We look around us at this Secret World
And realise we’ve made it so
We create the lives we live
Look around and be prepared to give
Yourself the chance to love
Aya Aya Aya Aya
Babeda ba ba ba badudn da ra
Baduba da da dudn de da da
Da du wayee… Repeat
Da ddigide da da
Da digi da digide da da
Da ddigi da da digide da da
Da du wayeea… Repeat
Da da digide da da
Da digi da da digide da da
Da digi da da digide da da
da digi da da digide da da
Da digi… Repeat
Bayup ba dayrup ba… Repeat
I want you just the way you are…
Crooked Man
© J Frater/S Taylor PRS/MCPS
He took a stroll down the Avenue
Concerned about the people like some God
Who knew he was special
He supposed he was special
Yet he didn’t have the right time
Or the right lines
He got it straight from a book
Now it’s a hook line
Chorus
Churning it out and spinning it around
You’re gonna come to a fall
If you look down
Yeah he was churning it out
And spinning it around me
You’d better batten the hatch
And keep your head down
He answered the lines that we put to him
In a style reminiscent of a holy man
Held his head in his hands
In a bleak and thoughtful way
And discovered his persuasion
At the same time
Said he discovered his persuasion
But don’t waste my time
Chorus
It’s not that I worry or even care
How you’re doin’ I’m just passing the time
Passing the time, feelin’ real fine
I’m only passing the time, feelin’ real fine
Babe I’m only passing my time
Chorus Repeat.
Journeying
© J Frater/S Taylor PRS/MCPS
Hellya, Bukharka, Namibia, Vienna
Hellya, Bukharka, Namibia, Vienna
Brasilia, Colombia, Dominica, Managua
Brasilia, Colombia, Dominica, Managua
Herma Ness, Buchan Ness, Scalloway, Shapinsay
Herma Ness, Buchan Ness, Scalloway, Shapinsay
Honiara, Fionn Loch, Dodoma, Lusaka
Honiara, Fionn Loch, Dodoma, Lusaka
Tuden day deay dayay deay ayo…
Funk Talk
© J Frater/S Taylor PRS/MCPS
Dup di-yup da diyoo da dup
Dup di-yup baduba dubn doo…
Words in Motion
Dup di…
Words in Motion
Consider the consequence in a word
When the word is ill conceived
Consider the consequence in a word
When the word is ill conceived… Repeat
Words can be used, to blind and confuse
To lie and deceive, yet protect and reprieve
Read the words on the page, designed to outrage
With one minor change the meaning is
rearranged.
Dudup dayup you wanna say the word… Repeat
Have you heard of the word!
C Sands
© J Frater/R Blake PRS/MCPS
Tho history has weathered thee
Opening your arms to us welcoming
A mortal bows on stoney ground
Carrying the message home in his hand
The melody is clearly blue and green
As the tide carries forth your applause
A might sea eternally, listening, listening
A day is done and the moon is your mistress
Listen carefully to all her stories
Holding your mirror close, here face is silvery pale
Horizons fade, darkness wades
The breeze is breathing through this zone
Like voices murmuring this song
Echo the words and made sense out of what you
you’ve heard.
The fisherman can understand
Carrying his heavy load, he is strong
The sun is down, his work goes on
Suddenly remembering what is gone
All life is here, a mythical career
Do you bury your soul in the sand
Oh Hecate remember me, tumbling, stumbling
The mist is fading, a chorus of voices singing
La du way dayay du waya
Bara durup, bab darayup darayup… Repeat
And tho the words seem absurd
Oh listen now make sense of what you’ve heard
Tho history shall follow thee
Opening your arms embrace us within
And what despair we carried there
Disappearing swiftly into the sand
And melodies, so sweetly blue and green
As the wind carries forth your applause
And mighty sea eternally, listening, glistening…
Phonetic
© J Frater/S Taylor PRS/MCPS
Vocalese…
Hours
© J Frater/S Taylor PRS/MCPS
Born of summer, she travels light
Station murmurs, her heart takes flight
Work day over, her mind is racing
Soon she’s flying and she forgets all the
Hours, planning her escape from her old routine
She’ll laugh, thinking of the places that
She’s already seen
Filled by colour, her eyes look wide
And, reconciles what she feels inside
Mountain, river and valley wide
Bap darubn dadeyup badeyup baduwaa…
Days last hours and hours last days
Seems the world could become a maze
She’ll have to find a way, to remember
The treasures every day, so say
Bap darudn day…
The wind can rumble and rock the trees
And, tunes can threaten to raise the peace
Clouds with menace can turn skies grey
Nothing matters she can say
Laduway laduwaa..
Stomp
© R Blake/S Taylor/J Frater PRS/MCPS
Vocalese…
Chorus
Lift your feet you are stomping
Beat the beat, stay in time
You will be reliably certain
You are working overtime
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