BORDERS TO BE CROSSED (Jim Pembroke) 4:34 Yes, in this great big world out here in space We got no time that should be lost Far away inside some windy place Still got those borders to be crossed And as we travel on through time and past Too much to lose, too great a cost Beyond the days of war, together at last Just got those borders to be crossed, oh Chorus Got those borders to be crossed, oh oh oh oh etc. So to the days when future glory comes Got no stone in anger shall be tossed When everybody had come together as one Come on, those borders to be crossed Repeat chorus Guitar solo Hammond solo Repeat first verse Repeat chorus Jim Pembroke – vocals, piano, acoustic guitar Pekka Rechardt – electric guitar Mosse Groundstroem – bass Mikko Rintanen – Hammond organ, keyboards Jan Noponen – drums, percussion --- Heikki Keskinen – saxophone Mikko-Ville Luolajan-Mikkola – violin
TALKING BROUGHT ME HERE (Mats Huldén/Jim Pembroke) 5:57 (Now here’s a little story From Zulu folklore About a hunter And a skull) A hunter goes out into the jungle He finds himself a dry talking human skull The hunter asks the skull, “Skull, tell me what brought you here.” To the hunter’s surprise the skull answered, “Talking brought me here.” The hunter said, “Skull, did you say Talking brought you here?” Yeah! Talking brought me here (Oh, talking brought you here) Talking brought me here (Oh, talking brought you here) Talking brought me here (Oh, talking brought you here) The hunter runs back to the palace He tells the king. He said, “King, I found a dry talking human skull in the bush It asks how your mother and father are.” The king said, “In all my days I’ve never heard of a Dry talking human skull.” Neither had the magicians and doctors “So tell me hunter, what did it say?” The hunter said, “It said:” Talking brought me here (Oh, talking brought you here) Talking brought me here (Oh, talking brought you here) Talking brought me here (Oh, talking brought you here) Instrumental bridge Synth solo Hammond solo So the king said, “Now hunter I’m gonna send you out back into the jungle with two guards With orders to cut off your head if the skull doesn’t speak.” The hunter says, “No problem, let’s go.” So they walked all that day Till in the in the evening time they came to the place where the skull lay And the hunter asked the skull, ”Now skull Tell me what you said. Didn’t you say to me that ...” Talking brought you here (Oh, talking brought me here) Talking brought you here (Oh, talking brought me here) Talking brought you here (Oh, talking brought me here) Well, the hunter tried all that evening all that night time too But the skull was silent, not a sound So when morning came the guards said, “Now hunter We’re gonna have to cut off you head like the king said.” So they cut off the hunter’s head and left it Lying next to the dry talking human skull and went back to the palace And when they’d gone the skull turned around And asked the dead hunter’s head, “Hunter, tell me what brought you here?” Talking brought me here (Oh, talking brought you here) etc. Jim Pembroke – vocals, piano Pekka Rechardt – electric guitar Mosse Groundstroem – bass Mikko Rintanen – Hammond organ, keyboards Jan Noponen – drums
HARD TOP LINCOLN Yes, I was driving in my Hard Top Lincoln Way over by the county line Flying on by, nearly hit the sky Doing ‘bout a hundred and nine Oh, when all of a sudden in my rear-view screen This cop car comes in sight Well, I just turned around and put my foot right down And I nearly took off, yes in the night Chorus In my oh, oh-oh, in my Hard Top Lincoln Continental, Continental Yeah, oh-oh, in my Hard Top Lincoln Continental, Continental Yes, I was driving in my Hard Top Lincoln Lord, I let the motor moan Taking a five and a nine-o-nine I called the D.A. on the radio phone I said, “D.A. I won’t waste your time But your cops are kinda wasting mine I’d appreciate it if you took ‘em off my back And just let me get going on my own sweet track.” Repeat chorus Guitar solo Hammond solo Repeat chorus Repeat first verse with slight variations Repeat chorus twice + ending Jim Pembroke – vocals, piano Pekka Rechardt – electric guitar, slide guitar Mosse Groundstroem – bass Mikko Rintanen – Hammond organ, keyboards Jan Noponen – drums
ABSALOM (Pekka Rechardt/Jim Pembroke) 7:14 Indeed it was written upon a day Was it March or maybe May? Amnon riding under pleasurable gong With army ten thousand strong Trumpets ring and horses leap Beneath the trees on mountain steep Absalom did not but groan Hanging in the tree alone He poor soul, all forlorn Hair as if his crown of thorns As he did relate his doleful song Of how the world had done him wrong Chorus: The bird on high in a tree (Absalom) No thing alive would pity me Just fickle fate with rueful smile (Absalom) Was all there was all the while And if his fortune for once go down (Absalom) Then farewell to his great renown And they that fawned on him before (Absalom) In his presence spend no more And to hear him so complain Indeed did make a sad refrain His grief, indeed so plainly shown Would make you think of your own And did he only mourn in vain No one to pity all his pain No plant or tree cannot hear No beast nor man to even cheer Repeat chorus Guitar solo And of all the friends who flattered he Now no one in his misery For words are easy like the wind But faithful friends hard to find For everyone will be your friends If you have where-with to spend But if your store of crowns be scant No man will get you what you want They will stamp you prodigal Wasteful soul they will you call With words so sweet and flattering Too bad he’s not a king Repeat chorus Guitar solo Jim Pembroke – vocals, piano Pekka Rechardt – electric guitar Mosse Groundstroem – bass Mikko Rintanen – keyboards Jan Noponen – drums
THE NEXT BREAKFAST (Pekka Rechardt/Jim Pembroke) 6:23 It is not we search for that sacred muse If full of emptiness what can we use? Try to think of things so fine and bold Y’cast away the net to pan up the gold Caravan of thought running through the mind When you let it go, let it down the line Water run down, wait for the sea she to part To go on roaming, yeah to that desert’s heart The straight and narrow Ain’t so wide Swaying palms, yes stars, a thousand lights Along the southern trail, yes those velvet nights The glass shall be not half empty but half full The coat shall be of silk, yes not of wool So set the compass And set the sail Destination In faith we prevail Hammond solo Guitar solo So when the map of ages don’t show the way The faded memories they won’t say Unchartered oceans flow across the mind Eternal search, yes to find Oh oh oh, the next breakfast Oh oh oh, or dinner in Khartoum now Oh oh oh, lost in the desert ... The straight and narrow Ain’t so wide If you slip You start to slide There ain’t no place To hide Jim Pembroke – vocals, piano Pekka Rechardt – electric guitar, 12-string acoustic guitar, synthesizer, keyboards Mosse Groundstroem – bass Mikko Rintanen – Hammond organ, keyboards Jan Noponen – drums
NO NEW GAMES (Jim Pembroke) 6:31 She told me she maybe could help me Cos waiting for nothing ain’t nice But who could have known that we would not Decide on a price She told me to follow my leader Blow all my troubles away Who would have known that she’s leave me with ... Chorus: No new, no games to play No new, no games, hooray No new, no games to play Oh, no new games to play, oh no Oh, my sweet lady You know it’s so naïve Well, yes a fool with a love That he knows he must leave But please let me tell you You’re still in my heart Oh oh, now and forever Although we must part Repeat chorus Guitar solo Repeat second verse Repeat chorus Jim Pembroke – vocals, piano Pekka Rechardt – electric guitar Mosse Groundstroem – bass Mikko Rintanen – Hammond organ, keyboards Jan Noponen – drums
FALSE ALARM (Jim Pembroke) 3:53 I hear the lonely train whistle blowing Taking you away, pretty baby And though I know you had to be going Didn’t help me at the time, no way Chorus: So light the fire and drink that wine See you maybe babe, some other time Cos it was just a false alarm Yes, it was just a false alarm Oh, just a false alarm This love so true (for you) I see the pretty white bird flying Making for a place we’ve been knowing Riding on the night winds a-sighing Heading where it won’t be snowing Repeat chorus with slight variations Guitar solo It ain’t for the lack of trying Return ticket to the place where I’m a-flying Keep the fires in the mountains burning For come the night-time I’ll be returning Repeat chorus twice with slight variations Hammond solo Jim Pembroke – vocals, piano, acoustic guitar Pekka Rechardt – electric guitar Mosse Groundstroem – bass Mikko Rintanen – Hammond organ, keyboards Jan Noponen – drums, tambourine --- Maarit Hurmerinta – backing vocals
CRYSTAL BALL (Pekka Rechardt/Jim Pembroke) 6:36 Into a crystal ball we may view To see the ancient world as good as new Down the halls of time, way on through Just flowing As like another stitch on the loom Another child in Mother Nature’s womb On the journey, yeah from cradle to tomb We keep going And as the rhythm of the rains increase Another plan to figure some release When everybody wants more than one piece Of what’s going And how the laws that rule the universe Can turn around and be another curse It’s all in your hands for better or worse And it all just keeps on growing Oh oh oh – world spinning round like a crystal ball And all the paupers want nothing but spend Everything that they can beg or lend When all things beautiful bright depend On you balance showing And as we look out from our hole in the wall Couldn’t figure it this way at all If the moon can rise must the sun still fall Glowing? Guitar solos Like the silence on a silver screen A moving star like an old drag queen You sure can’t hear if you’ve never seen A cock crowing And in the heavens of an eastern light Shining on although it should be night My orientation is left or right Or winds blowing And how the laws that rule the universe Can turn around and be another curse It’s all in your hands for better or worse And it all just keeps growing Oh oh oh – world spinning round like a crystal ball World’s turning like a crystal ball Keep a-turning like a crystal ball Guitar solo Jim Pembroke – vocals, piano Pekka Rechardt – electric guitar, slide guitar Mosse Groundstroem – bass Mikko Rintanen – Hammond organ, keyboards Jan Noponen – drums
SKYSCRAPER (Pekka Rechardt/Jim Pembroke) 5:02 There she is again, yeah looking for a place to run The big bells ringing, yeah Quasimodo in the sun Yeah, she will find a way, oh for she is the one And they cry those tears of joy, baby, till the morning comes Chorus: Well, heaven let it open up on now (Skyscraper) And the sun coming pouring down (Skyscraper) In the middle of a great big heat wave (Skyscraper) While you’re dancing in your morning gown (Skyscraper) We jump into the Caddy, baby close the door right tight We go ride on baby, yes off into this-a night Yes, way up on the roof party flying so high Over on the tower, yeah fire red, blue and white (Meanwhile I was drinking) Repeat chorus Guitar solo (Once upon skyscraper) Yes, the boiling moon raging on a screaming sky In those streets of neon ribbons with the fartman flying on by Take me down to Toonville, gimme baby high five Yes n’ bring me ‘round my Caddy ‘cos I gotta make the Larry King Live Jump into the Caddy etc. (with slight variations) Repeat chorus variations Guitar solo Jim Pembroke – vocals, piano Pekka Rechardt – electric guitar Mosse Groundstroem – bass Mikko Rintanen – Hammond organ, keyboards Jan Noponen – drums
TOMBSTONE VALENTINE (Jim Pembroke) 3:43 Landladies are real strange people Gotta watch what they do Rent places for real fat prices Then outa the blue Raise hell outa noise and suchlike And my boogie kazoo ... Send her a valentine She goes for her walk on Wednesdays On a Saturday night Straight down to the local graveyard By the moody moonlight She likes to read all those tombstones Read between the lines Makes meanings that spell her stories Then makes them all rhymes ... Send her a valentine She keeps monkeys in a budgies cage I have heard them cry, “Save our souls Cos we don’t wanna die So young” Accordion and violin solo ... Send her a valentine Repeat second verse Jim Pembroke – vocals, piano Pekka Rechardt – electric guitar Mosse Groundstroem – bass Mikko Rintanen – Hammond organ, keyboards Jan Noponen – drums --- Mikko-Ville Luolajan-Mikkola – violin Heikki ’Pedro’ Hietanen – accordion
PLANETSTAR (Pekka Rechardt/Jim Pembroke) 4:30 Yes, in this wonderful place down here We got everything that we need Film stars starving with six ton loans Millions of stars to feed When you get born into the race Big cats running all over the place A top hotel or a mud hut hell Such is life, oh, oh well Chorus: But whatever you do, whatever you do Living in a filmwars planetstar Gonna take time to work it on through Giving on a filmwars planetstar And, oh to live in a cartoon life Cardboard dinner and a cardboard wife TV screen Life-long happy end People all talking ‘bout this and that How the no-zone layer is as magic mat Taking no action ain’t where it’s at If the whole situation’s in a old cocked hat Repeat chorus with small variations Guitar solo N’ if you awake and y’ just can’t sleep Don’t cry baby Now don’t you weep The end sometimes can be a start Everybody got to play their part In the old world going ‘round ad round and ‘round Spinning little ball, spinning little star Shining out from afar Repeat chorus with small variations + guitar solo Jim Pembroke – vocals, piano Pekka Rechardt – electric guitar Mosse Groundstroem – bass Mikko Rintanen – Hammond organ, keyboards Jan Noponen – drums --- Heikki Keskinen – sax Maarit Hurmerinta – backing vocals Stiina Tarvonen – backing vocals
PLEASURE STREET (Jim Pembroke) 5:26 On, in the alley by the sidewalk the band they take a break Trying to make a list of the things that they ought to take When up turns the hat-check girl, says, “Time to blow Everybody is waiting tonight for the big freak show.” And the barman says, “Now don’t you worry here son My middle name is Adolf and I do this job for fun You on the run?” (Whoah, I said) Chorus: Way down on Pleasure Street It’s a freaky place where freaks all meet Yeah, way down on Pleasure Street Oh-oh, where the freaks all meet So up rides Napoleon saying how much he was framed Riding ‘round in Russia and riding back home again And his trusty nag, Trigger, did not know which way to go ‘Till he finally wound up in the middle of the Big Freak Show Well, Ahab was playing in the penny arcade Counting up the pennies and the nickels, yes that he’s made Got the get paid – flayed, laid now Repeat chorus – Sax solo – Repeat chorus So the moral of the story and the meaning of the song Is that the only game in town tonight is the one you’re on And you can always get what you want, oh yes, But if everything is closed just ask for Johnnie’s restaurant Well, Debra and Rhonda they’ll be dancing their stuff Free beer for the customers that give them enough It’s rough – all over it’s tough Repeat chorus Jim Pembroke – vocals, piano, acoustic guitar Pekka Rechardt – electric guitar Mosse Groundstroem – bass Mikko Rintanen – Hammond organ, keyboards Jan Noponen – drums, percussion --- Heikki Keskinen – sax Maarit Hurmerinta – backing vocals Stiina Tarvonen – backing vocals
FRIEND FROM THE FIELDS (Jim Pembroke) 4:37 Introducing my friends from the fields Don’t have much money You know how it feels Down at the heels Chasing the blackbirds away Uh huh, oh oh, forever, hu-huh Forever now Hi-falutin’ in turnips and peels Don’t have no shovel You know how it feels Down at the heels Chasing the blackbirds away Old scarecrow getting nearer and near Well, he could be a schizo or maybe a queer We don’t know till we get it together Uh huh, forever, hu-huh Forever now Hammond solo Chasing the blackbirds away Old scarecrow getting nearer and near Well, he could be a schizo or maybe a queer We won’t know till we get it together Uh huh, forever, hu-huh Forever now So hi-falutin’, turnips and peels Ain’t got no suitcase, you know how it feels Down at the heels Chasing the blackbirds away Uh huh, oh oh, forever, oh oh Forever now etc. Jim Pembroke – vocals, piano, acoustic guitar Pekka Rechardt – electric guitar Mosse Groundstroem – bass Mikko Rintanen – Hammond organ, keyboards Jan Noponen – drums, percussion