Hawkwind - Space
Ritual
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Bob Calvert - Poet and Swazzle
Dave Brock - Guitar and Vocals
Lemmy - Bass and Vocals
Nik Turner - Sax, Flute and Vocals
DikMik - Audio Generator and Electronics
Del Dettmar - Synthesizer
Simon King - Drums
| Side 1 | Side 2 |
| Earth Calling | Lord of Light (Vocals Dave) *YouTube |
| Born to Go (Vocalc Bob and Nik) *YouTube | The Black Corridor (Vocals Bob and Lemmy) *YouTube |
| Down Through the Night (Vocals Dave) *YouTube | Space is Deep (Vocals Dave and Lemmy) *YouTube |
| The Awakening (Vocals Bob) | Electronic no.1 |
| Side 3 | Side 4 |
| Orgone Accumulator (Vocals Bob) *YouTube | 7 by 7* (Vocals Dave and Lemmy) *YouTube |
| Upside Down (Vocals Dave) *YouTube | Sonic Attack (Vocals Bob) *YouTube |
| 10 Seconds of Forever (Vocals Bob) | Time We Left This World Today (Dave, Nik, Lemmy) |
| Brainstorm *YouTube | Master of the Universe (Vocals Nik) *YouTube |
| Welcome To The Future |
this is earth calling
earth
calling
this is earth
calling earth
calling this is earth calling
earth calling this is earth call
ing earth calling this is eEarth
calling earth calling this is
calling earth calling this is
callingearthcallingthisisearth
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We were born to go, we're never turning back
We were born to go, and leave a burning track
We were born to go, and leave no star unturned
We were born to grow, we were born to learn
We're breaking out of the shell, we're breaking free
We're hatching our dreams into reality
We were born to blaze a new clear way through space
A way out of the maze, that held the human race
We were born to go, as far as we can find
We were born to go, to blow the human mind
As we spin through the night
With ever increasing might
Down down and down
Down down and down
Returning volumes of sound
Into the blackness we drown
Round round and round
Round round and round
As we lay in our sleep
The appointment we keep
Down down and down
Down down and down
Only the rushing is heard
Onward flies the bird
Deep deep and deep
Must we sink in our sleep
Down down and down
Returning volumes of sound
As we spin through the night
I'd rather the fire-storm of atmospheres
Than this cruel descent from a hundred years
Of dream, into the starkness of the capsule.
Two of our crew still lay suspended, cool
In their tombs of sleep. The nagging choirs
Of memory, the lenghts of tube, and wires
Worming from their flesh to machinery
I would have to cut. Such midwifery
Is just one function of the leader here:
Floating in a sac of fluid dark, a clear
Century of space away from Earth.
One man stared from the trauma of this birth
Attentive to the tapes asssuring him
This was reality, however grim:
Our journey's end. The landing itself
Was nothing. We just touched upon a shelf
Of rock selected by the Automind.
And left a galaxy of dreams behind.....
The elements that gather here
Upon this hill shall cast no fear
Of lines that match across the world
For travel which no man has ever heard
The moon that shines its beam so bright
Of stones that measure the silvery light
Of energy that travels here
It happens on the seventh year
From the realms beyond the sun
Here our lifetime has begun
Perhaps to die
A day shall come, we shall be as one
Space is infinite.
It is dark.
Space is neutral.
It is cold.
Stars occupy minute areas of space.
They are clustered a few billion here.
A few billion there.
As if seeking consolation in numbers.
Space does not care.
Space does not threaten.
Space does not comfort.
It does not sleep; it does not wake;
it does not dream; it does not hope;
it does not fear; it does not love; it does not hate;
it does not encourage any of these qualities.
Space cannot be measured.
It cannot be angered, it cannot be placated.
It cannot be summed up.
Space is there.
Space is not large and it is not small.
It does not live and it does not die.
It does not offer truth and neither does it lie.
Space is a remorseless, senseless, impersonal fact.
Space is the absence of time and of matter
Space is dark it is so endless
When you're lost it's so relentless
It is so big, it is small
Why does man try to act so tall
Is this the reason
Deep in our minds
It does not feel it does not die
Space is neither truth nor lies
Into the void we have to travel
To find the clue which will unravel
Is this the reason
Deep in our minds
The secret lies with our tomorrow
In each of us is a hidden sorrow
The path goes onward through the night
Beyond the realms of ancient light
Is this the reason
Deep in our minds
Electronic no.1
Dettmar
Instrumental
Orgone Accumulator
Brock, Calvert
I've got an Orgone Accumulator
It makes me feel greater
I'll see you sometime later
When I'm through with my Accumulator
It's no social integrator
It's a one man isolator
It's a back brain stimulator
It's a cerebral vibrator
Those energy stimulators
Turn your eyeballs into crators
But an Orgone Accumulator
Is a superman creator
It's no social integrator
It's a one man isolator
It's a back brain stimulator
It's a cerebral vibrator
I've got an Orgone Accumulator
And it makes me feel grater
I'll see you sometime later
When I'm through with my Accumulator
When I stand upside down
Can't get a thing together and I don't know why
Oh dear you look so good
Don't you think it's heaven like you knew you would
Oh dear what shall I do
I've given you the reason and it's up to you
I stand upside down
Can't get a thing together and I don't know why
You know you look so fine
Can't get a thing together and I don't know why
I stand upside down
Can't get a thing together and I don't know why
Oh dear what shall I do?
I've given you the reason and it's up to you
I stand upside down
Can't get a thing together and I don't know why
In the tenth second of forever
I thought of the sea and a white yacht drifting.
In the ninth second of forever
I remembered a warm room where voices played.
In the eighth second of forever
I thought of the life I would not lead.
In the seventh second of forever
I thought of a leaf, a stone, a plastic fragment of a child's toy.
In the sixth second of forever
I saw your mouth whispering something I could hear.
In the fifth second of forever
I thought of the vermillion deserts of Mars, the jewelled forests of Venus.
In the fourth second of forever
I could remember nothing that I did not love.
In the third second of forever
I thought of rain against a window, I thought of the wind.
In the second second of forever
I thought of a pair of broken shades lying on the tarmac.
In the first and final second of forever
I thought of the long past that had led to now
And never...
Never...
Never...
Standing on the runway waiting for take off
I wanna fly, wanna watch me flake off
I can't move 'cos the man has a rake off
You've gotta help me, help me to shake off
This body of mine
I gotta get out of this void
This body of mine
Cos I don't wanna be destroyed
This body of mine
And I don't wanna turn android
This body of mine
You've gotta help me avoid that
Brainstorm
Here I go
Brainstorm
Flying low
Brainstorm
I'm gonna miss it
Brainstorm
You bet I'll kiss it
Can't get no peace till I get into motion
Sign my release from this planet's erosion
Paranoia police have sussed out my potion
You gotta help me or there'll be an explosion in
This body of mine
Lost am I in this world
Of timelessness and woe
Can I find the doorways
Through which I must go
Is the key to this plane
Too much for me to try to gain
Is the passport to this world
My astral soul
7 signs rode on 7 stars
7 ways to find the long lost bards
7 days became 7 years
While Pocus laughed and called foul jeers
7 times he cursed the 7 tears
Each one became their 7 fears
What is lost is never gained again
I've cast the spell that eternity chains
No more to cry O' mortal soul
The astral path is now your fortuitous role
Lost am I in this world
Of timelessness and woe
Can I find the doorways
Through which I must go
Is the key to this plane
Too much for me to try to gain
Is the passport to this world
My astral soul
In case of Sonic Attack on your district, follow these rules:
If you are making love it is imperative to bring all bodies to orgasm simultaneously.
Do not waste time blocking your ears.
Do not waste time seeking a 'sound proofed' shelter.
Try to get as far away from the sonic source as possible
Do not panic
Do not panic
Use your wheels. It is what they are for.
Small babies may be placed inside the special cocoons
and should be left, if possible, in shelters.
Do not attempt to use your own limbs.
If no wheels are available - metal - not organic -
limbs should be employed whenever practical.
Remember:
In the case of sonic attack survival means
'Every man for himself'
Statistically more people survive if they think
only of themselves
Do not attempt to rescue friends, relatives, loved ones
You have only a few seconds to escape
Use those seconds sensibly or you will inevitably die
Think only of yourself
Think only of yourself
Do not panic
Think only of yourself
Think only of yourself
These are the first signs of sonic attack:
You will notice small objects - such as ornaments - oscillating
You will notice vibrations in your diaphragm
You will hear a distand hissing in your ears
You will feel the need to vomit
You will feel dizzy
You will have difficulty focussing
You will need to breathe more rapidly
There will be bleeding from orifices
There will be an ache in the pelvic region
You may be subject to fits of hysterical shouting or even laughter
These are all sign of imminent sonic destruction
Your only protection is flight
If you are less than ten years old
Remain in your shelter and use your cocoon
Remember - you can help no one else
You can help no one else
You can help no one else
Do not panic
Think only of yourself
Think only of yourself
Think only of yourself
Think only of yourself
Think only of yourself
Think only of yourself
Time We Left This World Today
Brock
Time we left
This world today
Time we lived
This world today
Time we left
This world today
Time we lived
This world today
So many people
Seem to say
Time we left
Seem to say
They watch you
As you walk the street
Cast sly glances
Who you meet
Brain police
Are not far behind
Trying to make you
Lose your mind
Time we left
This world today
Time we lived
This world today
Watch you as you
Walk the streets
Watch you as you
Walk the streets
Make you sit in your
House and say
Will it be me
Come the day
So many people seem to say
Time we left
Master of the Universe
Brock, Turner
I am the centre of this universe
The wind of time is blowing through me
And it's all moving relative to me,
It's all a figment of my mind
In a world that I've designed
I'm charged with cosmic energy
Has the world gone mad or is it me?
I am the creator of this universe
And all that it was meant to be
So that we might learn to see
This foolishness that lives in us
And stupidity that we must suss
How to banish from our minds
If you call this living I must be blind.
Welcome to the oceans in a labeled can,
Welcome to the dehydrated lands,
Welcome to the self police parade,
Welcome to the neo-golden age,
Welcome to the days you've made
You are welcome
You are welcome
Welcome
Welcome
You are welcome
You are welcome.
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