Freaky folkadelic troubadour on mandolin, banjolin, guitar and more.
I wore a cap upon my head, They stopped me at the door. Well, you know, it never caused a stir, When I came here before. "Remove your hat right now," they said, "Can't you read the signs.
Upon the golden sands we met, Beside a turquoise sea, As the crimson sun did set, And icy winds blew free, A psychedelic mandolin quartet, Played a haunting melody, You know I never will...
This is a recipe that a friend and I came up with many years ago. Ideal for hippies and students of all ages. You will need: •Two handfuls of dried pasta and/or rice.
The summertime was over, Sunshine turned to rain, And all about the branches shed their tears of crimson flame, The birds had all flown far away, The roses had all died, But still I held...
A lonely poet, Weeping in the night, Pulls her shining armour blankets high. Breezes through curtains cool, Sighing calls, Whispered windy madrigals...
When the day is over close your eyes, Go to sleep my darling, don't you cry, Do not weep, but softly sleep, Until the light of day, Tomorrow is a thousand dreams away.
In the grey and misty morning, When crawling from your bed, Its natural infusion, Will clear your weary head, And in the deepest dark of night, Come stormy wind and rain, It will warm your...
So well do I remember those lazy summer days, We'd light a campfire by the sea, To watch the crimson sunset beside that roaring blaze, Nothing ever made me feel so free.
The first time that I saw you, you were playing "Catch the Wind," Strumming away on your guitar, with your cheesy grin.
In your case of wood and velvet I can bring you near and far, You are small and far more gainly Than a banjo or guitar.
Squalor and newspaper tumbleweed, City lights shining like daemons' eyes, Cold iron, concrete and broken glass, Someone's idea of paradise.
Long long time ago, The first time that we met, My name was Romeo, You were Juliet. But Fate it is a cruel card, The fiendish joker laid, And Love is our Gethsemane, Wherein we are betrayed.
Beauty fades and dies, Everything returns to dust; Truth alone endures..
Lonely in the darkness, Of my strangest dreams, The warlock casts unholy charms, And the strident banshee screams.