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    ALBÜM VOCALESE

    AİREGİN

    THE MANHATTAN TRANSFER

    CANLI RADYO
    Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
    Spelled backwards
    Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin
    Gone fac'wards
    Back long time ago they saw a ghost
    Ghost made a boast
    Soon that ghost was host
    (Repeat first 8 bars)

    Those losing their hue
    They goofed 'n got the wrong view
    First, things reverse, last is first!
    Y' dig it!

    Whatta' y' think o'that'n get a load a'
    What I tell y'
    What this place is no one knows it
    There's no traces of the kind o'place it was
    Before it got "discovered" by the kind o'
    Cat that knows the earth belongs t'him
    Back when the world was young
    An' man was a living god
    An' he walked this earthly sod
    This was sod that god would trod on
    Till one day a stranger landed
    With a line o'jive
    Laid it on the natives till he had 'em thinkin'
    Maybe that they should really take five
    An' he quickly stole the natives' soul
    So he could control it
    An' he took care of that missionary biz
    Till the lan' was his

    Never heard a story draggy as that
    Tell th' truth I ain't never heard another
    That exasperated more
    What an exasperating narrative t'play
    Upon the sensitive and kindly soul that I am
    'Way back when I was crawlin' in m'crib
    I was doin' all kinds o'thinkin'
    Aw'ready I had figured out the 'cut of m'jib'
    The kind o'soul that never liked t'tell 'r live a fib
    A body who was steadily reachin' up
    A min' always thinkin' on high-minded things
    Whee! I was always one t'be free
    Ain't never had a keeper why don't people
    Learn t'git along t'gether stead o'
    Meddlin' aroun' 'n fussin' with the fella nearest to 'em
    Me, I'm the old fashioned kind
    I was never good at follow-the-leader
    Real real real real real real real
    That's me, as real as a Yankee can be
    That's me

    Millions o' years ago
    There was a Paleolithic age on Earth
    An' the whole world was young
    And full o'the vim of constant rebirth
    Brontosauruses 'n dinosaurs 'n pterodactyls
    Ever'where abounding that was the case
    'N plus the millions o' mammoths here 'n there
    An' in addition there were lots o'men everywhere
    Who had no hi-tech and no intellect 'nary a speck
    But in that spot
    Where it was so lush, where it was so hot
    Where many animal was roamin'
    An' nature was kind, life was thrivin'
    There livin' was actual an' the feelin' was natural
    I'm tellin' the truth
    What-a-benign livin' some livin'
    All's forgiven come on home

    Blew a truly unruly storm
    That wrecked a boat in a climate warm
    'N full o'ashy-colored cats all lookin'
    White like ghosts
    'N when the natives checked 'em out
    It blew 'em away t'find that they resembled spirits
    Long ago there was a legend
    'Bout a spirit who would someday come

    A look at these cats
    'N y' could see they prob'ly had some
    So they welcomed 'em with peace and love
    And everything there's plenty of
    'N soon the tables had turned to rigormortis
    That's when the castaway had his say
    Like a dog had his day they told the
    People that they were spirits actual
    Y'see how perfectly a fable c'n be
    Incorporated into what a cat'll think is factual
    What was an accident turns int' something
    So unbelievably heaven-sent
    Everybody falls for it
    Right on down t' the militants
    'N marchin' 'n the martyrs 'n the murder of Lumumba

    Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
    Spelled backwards
    Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin
    Gone fac'wards
    Back long time ago they saw a ghost
    Ghost made a boast
    Soon that ghost was host

    Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
    Spelled backwards
    Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin
    Gone fac'wards

    Those losing their hue
    They goofed 'n got the wrong view
    First, things reverse, last is first!
    Y' dig it!



    The Manhattan Transfer Albümleri

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