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ZEPHYR
02:03
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2. |
Sete Casas
04:24
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Verse 1
Madrugada ja rompeu
Na minha casa de azul
Viajeiro-rei sou eu
Mas sou preso deste mundo
Pause (Turnaround)
Verse 2
Madrugada ja rompeu
Soltando o vento do oeste
Montei num cavalo branco
E ja parti pro este
Pause (Turnaround)
Verse 3
O sol ficava alto
Um astro perdido no ar
O cavalo abreu alas
E ja cruzamos o mar
Interlude
Verse 4
Pasamos sete casas de pedra
Seis cidades de sal
Ouvi a chamada da minha casa
No som do berimbau
Chorus
Sete casas (4x)
Outro
Sete casas
I’m always home, but I’m always on the run (4x)
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3. |
Paul
05:37
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PAUL
Written and Composed by Chanzo Osei Greenidge (SOCAN/COTT)
(for Curepe)
Key: A
Verse 1: Fire
Paul,
On a rainy morning, the beaten streets might say your name.
You were always here
In the stench of the bar, Paul
You knew the stool
The jukebox that never worked, Paul
You knew the *$!? that never &!@*...
The fire that understood…,
The child you’d never see, Paul
The ward and the warden, Paul
The raisin-in-the- sun
Dreams that always could,
Memories that never did.
The drive home at night…
Paul….
Chorus:
So, (who drivin’ drunk)
Show them the stagger, whoi
(Who drivin’ drunk)
Show them the impact, yeah
(Wind down your glass)
And listen to the Speaker, whoi
(Turn off your gas)
Turn on your indicator, and touch...
the rainfall,
and touch the rainfall
and touch the rain, fall,
and touch the rainfall
'cause...
Verse 2: Sugar
I could always see the rum cork
Turn off, turn on Paul,
Twist-‘n’-disappear Paul
Back-when-the-money-done Paul.
The daughter in England
Who’d never write Paul
And who could only call… about land.
Well, I could always smell
The rats, the cutlass…and the rum bottle, Paul
Hiding in the old car
Like gold, calling your name, Paul
The liquid lover,
White like your hair, Paul…
Rise and Fall
Paul…Paul...Paul...Paul..
Paul (you're going to fast now)
Paul (you know it can't last now)
Paul (you're going to crash now)
Paul...
Chorus:
So, (who driving drunk)
Listen to the Speaker, whoi
(Who driving drunk)
Show them the impact, yeah
(Wind down your window)
Show them the movement, whoi
(It’s fire from below)
So turn on the indicator and touch the….
Rainfall...
And touch the rain, fall,
And touch the rainfall, oh yeah
And touch the rainfall
'cause
Outro
On a rainy morning,
the tired ground might say...your name:
(Pat Bishop…) say your name
(Abdias…) say your name
(Gil Scott Heron…) say your name…
Paul….
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4. |
Diamond Mind
03:49
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DIAMOND MIND
Written and Composed by Chanzo Osei Greenidge (SOCAN/COTT)
(for Sylvia Bryce-Moseley)
Diamond Mind, a diamond mind
Diamond Mind, a diamond mind
Diamond Mind, a diamond mind (2x)
The hexagon bars (sung)
of those teak cabinets
propose the ultimate wealth:
Immortality.
Ghosts curl from the parquet floor,
A thin carpet floating
under eight table settings
And one more….
Re-diffusion boxes
Running in circles ‘tween black and tinsmiths,
Panama barrels,
Pews and kneelers
Swinging promises
Over enamel
Pots and graters
In the boudoir, blotches
In the grey-cream marble
[Be]tray the waters
Slipping
into caves
And narrow corridors;
Little, did we know that
There were prisons calling
From below
Poisons flowing
Under those bed-posts.
There were we,
Raised impressions in frames,
Looking out from crystal arcs
Into filament bulbs
There were we,
Marching on Pales’,
Stained red in Egypt
Crossing Aswan (as one)
As Father Clock
Stood still...
There were we,
Now we were back,
And still we believed
the promise, rewards
would indeed be…. (sound of clock/metronome ticking)
delivered….
A diamond mind, a diamond mind
A diamond mind, a diamond mind
A diamond mind, a diamond mind (2x)
The face of Barbados is
ALL the faces of Blackness:
The quiet yellows, the open blues...
The seeping reds
and holy-rolling pews… [this line is sung]
The ancient tramcars drumming over
Passages,
Sunscreen dreams and silk cotton bridges.
The I-obsessed land sighs
what-could-have-been;
its memories dredged to plaster the skin
Of souvenirs.
The spirits still create maps
In old cane and the same
Stale smoke,
Planting sweet hearts and
Dripping forth pennies and hard ‘wuk’
But this is New York,
The new canoes are plodding away
from scratchy trails and foolish talk.
But still there is time to walk
in dark embrace
Time to absorb,
Direct the resistance
Of ultramar waves…
Time to find…
Veins of gold
and black oil…
In a diamond mind (4x).
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5. |
Captain Blood
05:02
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CAPTAIN BLOOD
Written by Twylight Seven- Chanzo Osei Greenidge (SOCAN/COTT)
(for Helen Victoria Greenidge and Joyce Greenidge)
Key: C# Minor
Title: Captain Blood
Time: 1969-2009
Verse 1: Running Tings [Flooding the Bridge]
Blood
I will flood your streets,
Take 'em over and give [repeat this section four times to represent four generations]
you the sweet Lick
that you need now,
How, I am…
laughing at your antics
Drinking in the Chelsea bridges and bloody ridges
The french fried waiters, the art critics
From London, England, United, Kingdom
The many trips to worship chips and
CommonWorthless shit:
the stakes, the fish,
the debts,
The bets, the breaks,
The readings, the weddings, the beatings
And then the seductive promisings
Even from "'ntings"," innit?", "sure love" and "sweet-tart",
I run my odd light straight through your bloody heart
Chorus [Flooding the Bridge]:
G#m…Ohhh…I’m lovin’ (F#m) Blood
I’m lickin’ London and lovin’ (G#m) it
Lovin’ (F#m7) blood
I’m lickin’ Lon-(G#m)don
And lovin’ (F#m7) blood,
I’m lickin’ London and lovin’ (F#m7…)it
Verse 2: Goals
As I think, you blink and wink
At my sex, but soul sleeps
In my math, and statecraft’s too steep for your flat
Lines, Demi-god of the vanishing smile
The paper slanders as Invaders conquer the time-tamer
The Manor told Zephaniah ban the dodgy child
He refused while the manner of sweat and swine piles
While the track changes and self-defeat run deep in your streets
While the boys sit at attention, so constant, so complete
Abbreviated Chorus:
I’m lickin’ London and lovin’ blood
I’m lickin’ London and lovin’ it
(Optional) Verse 2: Shots
I recover, score, give you a world tour
To increase my karma pleats
Then lick you with more pics
More goals, more gold, more stores, more stories
More bars, more silver, more fronts and more stars
[1 bar of Silence]
Chorus
Verse 3: El Dorado West One
So choke it down Babylon
(Eat,) you sweet-biscuit whore
I love you so taste my carniva(l),
You know my curry is bananas
But don’t open your jaws
To suck my grandma's festival.
Feed your poor no more
On another woman's womb
‘cause now all day, night, I’m crossing
over their Lightning Tombs (x2).
Refrain: Resurrection
I’m lickin’ London (yeah)
Lickin’ London (yeah)
I’m lickin’ London (yeah)
Lickin’ London…..
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6. |
Marte em Março
04:38
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MARTE EM MARÇO
Ontem de madrugada
Me picava a mente
sobrevoou a casa
uma mariposa gigante
Chamariz pra mosquito disfarçado
Sambando sobre o pele escuro
da terra vermelha e ondeante
Enquanto gritam como cães
No cio, nesse calor
Só ar quente triunfa
E sem triunfo, esta
diárreia de dia em dia
de nuvens estéris
A mesma melodia triste
sob a pele somaliana
do ceú do caribe
Chorus:
'Cause we're
Beating time, beating time
To death
É manha de Carnaval, so we're
Beating time, beating time
To death
Olé, olé, olé, olé...!
Trilho dessa FIFA, Mãe Avaricia
Quem abre a boca cheia,
e olha pra sua barriga
A mão da criança, recém-nacida,
se estira
Escruta os animais eléctricos
Anunciando quem ganhou, driblou, quem marcou
Go..! GO! GO!!GO!!!GOOOOOOOOLLLLL!!!
Mais não tem eletricidade
Não tem correio eletrônico
Nem eleccão nem seleccão pra você, cara
Porque aquí a vitória se come
Com punho e prepúcio
Lixo e xixi
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7. |
Electric Hill
02:30
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And when at last a thought does fly
I, Poet, fire…missing words
And whisper gestures to the sky,
Risking life among the birds;
And when these birds of heaven die
And hills of sugar wash away
I, Pan come to sweetly cry
Burying now my fallen prey.
I Poet, the haunted hunter hunt
The cynic’s soul, the lover’s mind,
Unleashing dogged faith in front,
And aiming upwards ride behind
And when at last I leave the chase,
Hands in cold valleys, swinging low
I scoop hope from the river’s face
Ahead, another hill to go…
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8. |
Check 21
02:16
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9. |
Mercury
07:22
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MERCURY
by Twylight Seven
50 Stories Publishing (SOCAN)
Intro:
We turnin’ grass to gold
Giant steps and we look inside
They think that we’re makin’ joke
But they can’t control the tide
Mercury
Maman mwen mercure, oui
Verse 1: Realize
She used to go to Zebulon
To meet a friend of mine (iê)
Washing South to Raleigh North
On a rusty Five of Dimes…. (iê)
My friend said “You can flip your coin,
But you still should know your side.
Ev’ry acre ain’t for your horse,
Ev’ry church won’t bless your life”
Chorus:
Tell Zora /and /the mule
To meet me on the other side
Mama left me a banjo to play
So when I pawn I know the price, I
Verse 2: Recognize
Rode over from the plantation
To streets of gold to fight
Rollin’ with a song on my mind, a job on my mind
And my finger on the slide
We hid the knife in the song
And the symbols in the rhyme
So when they talk ‘bout slaves/ and/ homes
They get a good old fashioned smile….
Chorus
Tell Zora /and /the mule
To meet me on the other side
Mama left me a banjo to play
So when I pawn I know....
the price, oh…
Bridge:
I told my friend, I know, so I told my friend (3x)
That’s why I told my friend…you
Tell my horse to meet me
By the diamond minds
Tell my horse
To cross over the vines (Freedom Flight)
Tell my horse to hide
the beauty in her eyes
so when we rise
they’ll only see the light
All the different colours of light (x7)
Chorus:
Tell Zora /and /the mule
To meet me on the other side
Mama left me a banjo to play
So when I pawn I know the price, I…
Verse 3: Represent
Got castles on the corner
When they move I hear the chimes
Building these stories with my words
And a rusty Five of Dimes.
They think what we make is a joke
But they can’t control the tide…
Chant/Outro:
‘Cause everybody movin’ like Mercury
On the outside
Mama is movin’ like Mercury
On the outside
Ndene movin’ like Mercury
On a rusty Five of Dimes
Warao movin’ like Mercury
On the outside,
Tupi movin’ like Mercury
On a rusty Five of Dimes
Now Aymara movin’ like Mercury
On the outside, Quechua
Washin’ down pillars to post on a rusty Five of Dimes
Cree movin’ like Mercury
On the outside,
Mohawk movin’ like Mercury
On a rusty Five of Dimes
‘Cause now we movin’ like Mercury….
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10. |
Método Soluna
07:15
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Manila Sunrise (Método Soluna)
Written by Twylight Seven- Chanzo Greenidge (SOCAN/COTT)
It’s time (2x)
It's time to see
Through Solomon’s eyes
It’s time to feel the...
Manila Sun rise…
Yeah (4x)
Verse 1: (White and Brown)
It’s [bring it at C chord]
Sunrise over Manila Folders and Secrets
Over Whispers
Drink your Tequila and
Sip a San Miguel Light
(Es agua de beber)
Forget those murders last night....
Ain’t damn right (It's Sunrise)
But what yuh goin’ do (It's Sunrise)
Instrumental Chorus:
It's Sunrise
(jimi hendrix interlude)
Verse 2: (Gold/White/Red)
Hearts in Hand
The band plays [early]/ a golden [lengthen]
Tune, the sun’s a white Moon,
(pa-dum-pa-dum-padum-padum-pader...raisin’ in the Philippines
Sour grapes and /sugar..... sub Rosa vines are
Shouting ‘loud alon’ those pink
Streetlines
But I don’t mind (no, I don’t mind)
It’s
Chorus:
Manila…Sunrise
Ain’t nothin’ funny
‘Bout milk [direct] and honey [breathy honey]
Manila…Sunrise
Ain't nothin' cute
Pour, shake and shoot...it's killer
Verse 3: (Brown and White)
It got a little hot today… [liaison with 'it's killer']
On the way back from Rome
Some black and blue heroes in the desert [force rhyme Rome/Some/Home]
Warnin' they wanted to come home
Weren’t ready to die
Looking for another promised land (es agua de beber)
They Want to come back
To brighter smiles….
and darker skin...
Chorus:
Sunrise
Ain’t nothin’ funny
Bout this milk, and this honey
No, ohh
Manila
Sunrise
Ain’t nothin’ cute
Pour, shake and shoot
Oh, it’s Killer
Instrumental Chorus
Hendrix instrumental interlude
Verse 4: (Gold/Red/White)
Manila Sun is rising
Over rebel mountains
Manila Sun’s still shining (yeah, yeah)
Under angry skies and heavy blues
Manila Sunrise,
Green, white, gold
And Red Eye Rouge
Yeah, Manila Sunrise
Outro:
Es agua de beber [Ain't nothin']
Nada puede parar
La salida del sol al aman(ecer)... [Manila Sunrise]
(Repeat 4x)
….more beautiful than you... (Repeat Verse 4 optional)
Manila Sun is rising [heavy, heavy blues]
Manila Sun is rising [heavy, heavy blues]
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Songwriter, Contramestre, Music Curator @ CHUO 89.1FM
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