I'm a Stranger Here
 

Five Man Electrical Band - 1972




Well, I'm a stranger here in this place called Earth
And I was sent down here to discover the worth
Of your little blue planet, third from the sun
Come on and show me what you've done

We got the aero plane, we got the automobile
We got skyscraping buildings made of glass and steel
We've got synthetic food that nearly tastes real
And a little white pill that makes you feel
Hey! A whole lot better when you get out of bed
You take one in the morning for the long day ahead
We got everything everybody needs to survive
Surely the good life has arrived

I think your atmosphere is hurting my eyes
And your concrete mountains are blacking the skies
Now I don't say that you've been telling me lies
But why do I hear those children's cries?

I'm a stranger here, I'm just looking around

I see the aero planes carrying the bombs
Why you've even found people to drop them on
You know you can't keep what you take by force
But it's only my first impression, of course

Well, I'm a stranger here on your planet Earth

We got the rivers and the mountains and the valleys and the trees
We got the birds in the sky and the fish in the sea
We got the--

Oh, you crazy fools!
Don't you know you had it made?
You were living in paradise

But take it from one who knows
Who knows the gates of Heaven can close
I only pray that you take my advice
'Cause paradise won't come twice

Well, I'm a stranger here in this place called Earth
And I was sent down here to discover the worth
Of your little blue planet, third from the sun
I think I'll go back home where I come from

Oh, you crazy fools!
Don't you know you had it made?
You were living in paradise

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That was a fantastic tune! OP
"Stranger Song"

It's true that all the men you knew were dealers
who said they were through with dealing
Every time you gave them shelter
I know that kind of man
It's hard to hold the hand of anyone
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender,
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender.
And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind
you find he did not leave you very much
not even laughter
Like any dealer he was watching for the card
that is so high and wild
he'll never need to deal another
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger

And then leaning on your window sill
he'll say one day you caused his will
to weaken with your love and warmth and shelter
And then taking from his wallet
an old schedule of trains, he'll say
I told you when I came I was a stranger
I told you when I came I was a stranger.

But now another stranger seems
to want you to ignore his dreams
as though they were the burden of some other
O you've seen that man before
his golden arm dispatching cards
but now it's rusted from the elbows to the finger
And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter
Yes he wants to trade the game he knows for shelter.

Ah you hate to see another tired man
lay down his hand
like he was giving up the holy game of poker
And while he talks his dreams to sleep
you notice there's a highway
that is curling up like smoke above his shoulder.
It is curling just like smoke above his shoulder.

You tell him to come in sit down
but something makes you turn around
The door is open you can't close your shelter
You try the handle of the road
It opens do not be afraid
It's you my love, you who are the stranger
It's you my love, you who are the stranger.

Well, I've been waiting, I was sure
we'd meet between the trains we're waiting for
I think it's time to board another
Please understand, I never had a secret chart
to get me to the heart of this
or any other matter
When he talks like this
you don't know what he's after
When he speaks like this,
you don't know what he's after.

Let's meet tomorrow if you choose
upon the shore, beneath the bridge
that they are building on some endless river
Then he leaves the platform
for the sleeping car that's warm
You realize, he's only advertising one more shelter
And it comes to you, he never was a stranger
And you say ok the bridge or someplace later.

And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind ...

And leaning on your window sill ...

I told you when I came I was a stranger.

this is how old I am, and how old my family is: my mom and her sisters grew up in Quebec and they remember going to coffee shops and little bars where he would do performances when he was coming up and no one knew his name.

he was a pretty creative artist too, I have a print of my fav of his work and I just really like it, and not because of who the artist was. it fits in with the el Salahi prints that cover most of my place as well :)

https://i.imgur.com/jdCzVHj.jpg

I enjoy this type of thread, musick has charms to sooth a savage breast

So cool in an age of the 4th estate in it's death throes, comedy and music still speak real.



happy weekend y'all

The changing of sunlight to moonlight
Reflections of my life
Oh, how they fill my eyes
The greetings of people in trouble
Reflections of my life
Oh, how they fill my eyes
Oh, my sorrows
Sad tomorrows
Take me back to my own home
Oh, my crying (Oh, my crying)
Feel I'm dying, dying
Take me back to my own home
I'm changing, arranging
I'm changing
I'm changing everything
Everything around me
The world is
A bad place
A bad place
A terrible place to live
Oh, but I don't want to die
Oh, my sorrows
Sad tomorrows
Take me back to my own home
Oh, my crying (Oh, my crying)
Feel I'm dying, dying
Take me back to my own home
Oh, my sorrows
Sad tomorrows
Take me back to my own home
Songwriters: William Campbell Jnr / Thomas McAleese
Reflections of My Life lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

Still raining here, not bad sound

I totally agree, and Wow to your Mom catching those shows!!! As someone lucky enough to have seen him 3 times, I could only imagine the intimacy level of a coffee house:thumbsup
hope you had a wonderful weekend and an even better work week!! Crazy eclectic channel in the link:winkwink: