progressive
rock
instrumental
genesis
tony
banks
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Story behind the song
All music, arrangement and lyrics by Marshall
Additional music by Diemann and Robberechts
Diemann : Vocals
Marshall : Backing vocals
Robberechts : Electric guitar
(www.soundclick.com/andreasdiemann)
(www.soundclick.com/redlightproject)
Lyrics
New York, it’s my home as I know it
And it brought me to the people that I’d lay my plans with
They say that laughter is a tonic
But I don’t have it and I wouldn’t really want it
With new friends, although I wasn’t looking
This could be the start of really something
Big plans start small
We’ll sow the seeds and then watch them grow
I’ll be only what you see
You won’t know what’s real
I’ve played a few clubs on the local circuit
Slept through one or two but I got pay cheques for it
It’s a hard game
Keeping up appearance, and never getting stale
I’ll be only what you see
Me and the man from A to Z
Graveyard shift to fill
Bit playing, but still… we’re
Free to strive, meanwhile Carlin dies
Pop Goes the Weasel
Oh when I was young
This went out to all
One man and his show
(And there's no one-one there)
There’s no-one there
(No-one’s watching)
At all
(There’s no-one there at all)