RICK WAKEMAN:   Silent Nights

Tell 'Em All You Know

Don't stand staring at the crazy man
If he thinks that he knows who you are
Then he knows who I am
If he tries to tell you there's a place to go
And the answer you think should be yes
Then the answer you tell him is no

Tell'em all you know

Don't say to me you want to go out at night
Cos it's only gonna be left
To a nasty little thing called time
Believe in your god if you didn't care
But it's all arranged by somebody
Sometime, somewhere

Don't tell'em all you know

Where's the love that used to be
Has the world been torn apart
Where's the hope for harmony
Is it time for us to start
Where's the hope for harmony
Is this all just history

Don't tell'em

The Opening Line

Look at the person looking at you
Saving a life-line looking at you
Fairly long journey, safely arrived
Maybe you'll get there looking alive

To visit a plane, exploring in time
To capture a view
To weaken the strong, to strengthen the weak
To colour a view

To visit a plane, exploring in time
To capture a view
To weaken the strong, to strengthen the weak
To colour a view

Taking a chance on the opening line
Losing the impact, everyday time
Saving the friendship, holding a view
Out of perspective, never adieu

Lost in a vacuum, floating around
Puzzled by nature, blinded by sound
Hoping for movement, deafened by sight
Power and glory, power and glory
Power and glory, weakened by night

The Opera

Man's Best Friend (instrumental)

Glory Boys

Don't you know we're sick and tired of talking
Don't you know the gap has grown too wide
You think you know the answers to all our problems
But you only ever see one side

Glory to the boys that beat the system
Glory to the boys that live to die
Even tho' the odds are stacked against us
Glory to the boys, glory to the boys
You'll never ever stop us when we try

Glory boys are all around you
Doesn't matter where we hide
We can always breed new winners
Fighting fair is not our style

Now you know we're really up against it (now you know)
Condemn us all you like we're here to stay
Your new laws aren't printed in our rule book (rule book)
Glory boys won't go away

Glory to the boys that beat the system
Glory to the boys that live to die
Even tho' the odds are stacked against us
You'll never ever stop us when you try

As we try, god knows why, you know why

Glory to the boys
Glory boys are all around you

Silent Nights

They are waiting here for him to appear
But he won't come home tonight
Maybe if they'd loved him more, maybe

He is floating down, floating
Looking at the people left behind
Maybe if he'd loved them more, maybe

Don't you know we're looking for life

Don't you know there's meaning to life

Silent nights
Stay away
Don't come back another day
Silent nights
Stay away
Don't come back another day

Ghost Of A Rock 'n' Roll Star

He's an aging man without a future plan
He was a star but now they've all forgot
Now he just lives in the past, he's just a blast from the past
Our aging star has lost the plot

Well he spends every day in salubrious bars
Dreaming that he's still a star
He's got a big enough gut to string a thousand guitars
Wow!

He writes songs all year which no one wants to hear
He's the ghost of a rock and roll star
He's got no record deal, he's got no modern feel
He's the ghost of a rock and roll star

There's more grooves on his face than on his latest LP
Which the music press just shot down in flames
He's musically dead for all the world to see
Wow !

He grumble he was as big as Jimmy Hendrix
Now the only thing that grumbles is his grumbling appendix
Lots of children he's got, well he was on the road a lot
He's the ghost of a rock and roll star
Now the groupies ain't there...and nor is his hair
He's the ghost of a rock and roll star

He cries in his sleep but there is no one to hear
He once used to have the ears of the world
Now there is no one around to care for one single tear
Wow !

Now there is no one around who wants to hear his new sound
That he hoped would shoot him back to fame
Now he's dying inside as well as dying outside
A talent that has turned to shame

Rock and roll ghost, rock and roll ghost
Ghost of a rock and roll star

So he's fading away, getting dimmer each day
He's the ghost of a rock and roll star

Rock and roll ghost, rock and roll ghost
Ghost of a rock and roll star

So he's leaving my friend, career at its end
He's the ghost of a rock and roll star

Rock and roll ghost, rock and roll ghost
Ghost of a rock and roll star

They find him one day, at last passed away
To the rock and roll heaven afar
So at last without risk, there's a posthumous disc
By the ghost of a rock and roll star

The Dancer

The tension is there in the hall as they stand
Soon the dancing will start
To square old Syd Watter's band
Anticipation is calm, mainly under the arm
As they wait for the dancing to start

Slow, slow, quick, quick, slow
There's a plumber from Hackney with a hooker from Bow
Slow, slow, quick, quick, slow
What once held up high I'm afraid now hangs down low

The costumes are strange just like the people inside
Some men four foot six tall, some men four foot six wide
Still the floor's reinforced for the onslaught to come
As they wait for the dancing to start

Slow, slow, quick, quick, slow
Yes they glide round the floor just like hippos in snow
Quick,quick,slow,slow,quick
Here's the Irish contestants, yes it's Doreen and Mick

They each have a number so it's easy to spot
Those who can tango and those who cannot
With their arms in the air and their legs wide apart
They prepare for the dancing to start

And Doris there who makes all her own clothes
Unfortunately it's Sydney who's wearing them

Formation teams in a line
Some full of hope and some full of wine
You know the reason why they're there more or less
And their idol's dress

And our solo tenor saxophonist has done for music
What Walt Disney has done for blue movies
Slow, slow, quick, quick, slow
Good lord a couple out there are really having a go
He's turned upside down, their bodies now intertwined
What's their number, ay yes, sixty-nine

Everyone's eyes are on the big silver cup
Come in number seven, 'cos your time is up
It must please one couple out there on their own
'Cos everyone else has gone home

Elgin Mansions (instrumental)

That's Who I Am

I wish you'd stay another day
It hurts so much now you're away
I won't forget you
And what I've lost
It hurts much more now you're away

It didn't matter we were poor
We used to laugh that we were poor
And then it left us
We left each other
We let each other take it away

And so we laughed and cried
Watched as each other died
Don't you know I really cared
There's maybe one man which maybe I am
Which maybe I can be me
That's who I am

There is no price to count the cost
It's too late now, I guess I've lost
I won't forget you I can't forget you
Have you really gone away