This old city's got no heart no pity
Feels like no one wants to know your name
My friends said come down to California
Though I'd better warn ya

So me and Sunny raised the money
Headed down to Malibu
We went sailing to some far out island
Where everyone was smiling

And it sure brings back memories
And God did we have fun
Those sunshine days of loving everone
Yea it sure brings back memories
Our lives had just begun
Those sunshine days of loving everyone

We're pilgrim fathers to a man
Still looking for the Promised land
Hey buddy I got nothing planned
Mmmm here in wonderland
Here in wonderland
Here in wonderland
Here in wonderland

As the sun was sinking
I got to thinking
I'm feeling stronger every day
So we flew back into New York city
It kinda looked real pretty

And it sure brings back memories
And God did we have fun
Those sunshine days of loving everone
Yea it sure brings back memories
Our lives had just begun
Those sunshine days of loving everyone
Loving everyone

Piano: Janne Peterssen
Bass: Dave Bronze
Guitar: Robbie McIntosh
Acoustic Guitar: Gordon Haskell
Percussion: Chris Fletcher
Dobro: Robbie McIntosh
Backing Vocals: Mickey Fudge and Gordon Haskell

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For your love I’d die of hunger
It’s a miracle to me
Now that I finally have found you
This is where I wanna be

And I do what anyone would do
As night begins to fall
When you and I make shadows on the wall

Don’t ever go away
For if you fade away
What will I ever say
To our shadows on the wall

But if it had to end
And I’m alone again
They’d surely haunt me then
Those shadows on the wall

I love everything about you
And I couldn’t live without you
For the thought that I might lose you
Would fill me with despair

So I do what anyone would do
As night begins to fall
When you and I make shadows on the wall

Don’t ever go away
For if you fade away
What will I ever say
To our shadows on the wall

But if it had to end
And I’m alone again
They’d surely haunt me then
Those shadows on the wall
Those shadows on the wall
Those shadows on the wall

And I do what anyone would do
As night begins to fall
When you and I make shadows on the wall

Don’t ever go away
For if you fade away
What will I ever say
To our shadows on the wall

But if it had to end
And I’m alone again
They’d surely haunt me then
Those shadows on the wall
Those shadows on the wall
Our shadows on the wall
Those shadows on the wall


Drums: Sam Kelly
Bass: Dave Bronze
Piano: Janne Peterssen
Gut String: Robbie McIntosh
Riff Guitar: Gordon Haskell & Hamish Stuart
Backing Vocals: Hamish Stuart
Flugal Horn: Matt Winch

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Look Out - Music and Lyrics by Gordon Haskell

Seedy little ministers slimy little pimps
Dodgy old conmen practising their limps
Look at that lady pulling at his pants
Everybody’s out there looking for romance

Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out Look out, there’s a lot of it about

We’ve got the hooker on the high street
Sharpening her claws
Counting out her cut from a two bit divorce
Judges in their fishnets handing out the fines
Out of work actors practising their lines

Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, Look out, there’s a lot of it about

It’s agreed that what we need
It just a little bitty more than chicken feed
So tell your dog, tell your cat
Tell the hair standing up inside my hat

Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, Look out, there’s a lot of it about

I’ve got wall to wall wackos lecturing on life
Pseudo intellectuals sleeping with my wife
Sirens of the cop cars screaming through the night
As a creepy crawly parasite takes another bite

Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, Look out, there’s a lot of it about

It’s agreed that what we need
It just a little bitty more than chicken feed
So tell your dog, tell your cat
Tell the hair standing up inside my hat

Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, Look out, there’s a lot of it about

Drums: Sam Kelly
Bass: Pete Stroud
Piano: Janne Peterssen
Guitar: Gordon Haskell
Guitar: Robbie McIntosh

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Roll Away - McIntosh/Feltham

Packed my bags with the things I need
A set of wheels and a steady speed
As I roll away
I’m gonna roll away

Cos time means nothing to a man like me
The dark has gone now a blind man sees
I can roll away
I can roll away

Roll away, I aint never coming back
Leave my worries by the old track
Roll away, I can’t stay here no more
Roll away, move along that line
One way ticket, gonna do just fine
Roll away, coz this train don’t stop anymore

There’s a storm that’s a’breaking above our heads
Need to wake up now, get out of our beds
And roll away
And roll away

So come on honey, wont you take my hand
We’ll head on out into the Promised Land
Make our getaway
Make our getaway

Roll away, move along that line
One way ticket, gonna do just fine
Roll away, coz this train don’t stop anymore
Roll away, I aint never coming back
Leave my worries by the old track
Roll away, coz I can’t stay here no more
No more
No, I can’t stay here no more

Roll away, move along that line
One way ticket, gonna do just fine
Roll away, coz this train don’t stop anymore
Roll away, I aint never coming back
Leave my worries by the old track
Roll away, I can’t stay here no more
No more
No, I can’t stay here no more

Drums & Percussion: Danny Cummings
Guitars & Bass Guitar: Robbie McIntosh
Backing Vocals: Mickey Fudge and Robbie McIntosh

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Long Lost Friends - Music and Lyrics by Gordon Haskell

I’m outta here
I’m going home
I tell myself it wont take long
Before I feel I’m back where I belong

Well I missed you so much
Missed your love
You’re all that I’ve been thinking of
But what in the world do you think is going on

You have to understand some things are meant to be
The reasons why you were sent to me
So don't you cry it was destiny
You must know how it is
That in the end we’re all long lost friends
That in the end we’re all long lost friends

Faith is something you can’t see
I must be crazy as can be
Cos it’s raining down I’m walking in the park
For hope will always set me free
From those who would imprison me
Without it we’re just children in the dark

You have to understand some things are meant to be
The reasons why you were sent to me
So don’t you cry it was destiny
You must know how it is
That in the end we’re all long lost friends
That in the end we’re all long lost friends

To myself I must be true
Then I can be true to you
We all are merely reaping what we sow
For all throughout our ages past
The good guys are the ones who last
And loving you is all I need to know

You have to understand some things are meant to be
The reasons why you were sent to me
So don’t you cry it was destiny
You must know how it is
In the end we’re all long lost friends
That in the end we’re all long lost friends

You have to understand some things are meant to be
The reasons why you were sent to me
So don’t you cry it was destiny
You must know how it is
That in the end we’re all long lost friends
That in the end we’re all long lost friends

Guitar: Gordon Haskell
Guitars: Robbie McIntosh
Tambourine: Robbie McIntosh

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If You Could Read My Mind - Lightfoot

Drums: Danny Cummings
Bass: Robbie McIntosh
Guitars: Robbie McIntosh
Backing Vocals: Robbie McIntosh and Mickey Fudge

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Country Gold - Music and Lyrics by Gordon Haskell

There’s nothing wrong with buttercups and daisies
There’s nothing wrong with butterflies and bees
And you can tell from the smile upon our faces
We’d opened doors and thrown away the keys

And there comes a time to change your way of thinking
And I’m happy just to say I’m here on hold
Coz when she pulls the curtains back for me each morning
she says
Honey, well this is country gold

Oh lo and behold we’ve got country gold
Lookin' right out of my window
Bon appetite she sure is sweet to hold
Don’t ask me how I ever found my home sweet home
But lo and behold I struck country gold

And there’s nothing wrong with sitting by the river
Contemplating how far it’ll roll
Well I know I aint got much left I can give her
But what she does to me this world will never know

And there’s nothing wrong with buttercups and daisies
And looking up I must admit I’m sold
As the stars all begin to take their places she says
Honey this is country gold

Oh lo and behold we’ve got country gold
Lookin' right out of my window
Bon appetite she sure is sweet to hold
Don’t ask me how I ever found my home sweet home
But lo and behold I struck country gold

And there’s nothing wrong with reaching for the starlight
When somebody makes you feel that good inside
And I know I’ll do my very best to do right
Cos loving her’s impossible to hide

And there’s nothing wrong with buttercups and daisies
So don’t believe a word that you’ve been told
When she’s holding me real tight
Every morning noon and night she says
Honey this is country gold

Oh Low and Behold we’ve got country gold
Lookin' right out of my window
Bon appetite she sure is sweet to hold
Don’t ask me how I ever found my home sweet home
But low and behold I struck country gold
Oh low and behold I struck country gold

Drums: Danny Cummings
Bass: Robbie McIntosh
Mandolin: Robbie McIntosh
Guitars: Robbie McIntosh

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Walking In A Wilderness - Music and Lyrics by Gordon Haskell

I’ve been lost for words
Nothing much to say
Well I’ve been walking in a wilderness
Since you went away

Well I’ve been losing sleep
Even lost the thread
Can you tell me when you’re coming home
To this empty bed

And everybody said
It would heal in time
But I cut them dead
They’re no friends of mine

Coz I’ve been lost for words
With nothing much to say
Well I’ve been walking in a wilderness
Since you went away

I looked at my neighbour
Across the garden wall
He said good morning
But I said nothing at all

Coz I’ve been lost for words
Nothing much to say
Coz I’ve been walking in a wilderness
Since you went away

And everybody said
It would heal in time
But I’ve cut them dead
They’re no friends of mine

I lost my ways and means
And my wherewithal
Well I’ve been looking for them everywhere
They’re nowhere at all

Coz I’ve been lost for words
With nothing much to say
Well I’ve been walking in a wilderness
Since you went away
Well I’ve been walking in a wilderness
Since you went away

Drums: Sam Kelly
Bass: Pete Stroud
Guitar: Gordon Haskell
Dobro: Robbie McIntosh
Harmonica: Robbie McIntosh

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The Other Side - Music and Lyrics by Gordon Haskell

Everybody loves
Everybody dreams
Everybody hopes
No matter how it seems

You’re confused
You’re in doubt
So face your fears
And cast them out

And you can dry your eyes
On the other side
Cos heaven’s in your heart
Now don’t you let it hide
And you can dry your eyes on the other side

Cos everybody wants
What everybody needs
When everybody hurts
Everybody bleeds

It’s our lives
It’s our choice
So just believe
The other voice

And you can dry your eyes
On the other side
Cos heaven’s in your heart
Now don’t you let it hide
And you can dry your eyes
On the other side

You’re confused
You’re in doubt
So face your fears
And cast them out

You can dry your eyes
On the other side
Cos heaven’s in your heart
Now don’t you let it hide
And you can dry your eyes
On the other side
On the other side

Drums: Paul Beavis
Bass: Robbie McIntosh
Acoustic Guitar: Gordon Haskell
Electric Guitar: Robbie McIntosh
Tenor Saxophone: Paul Yeung

Nobody’s good at raising roaches
Nobody’s good at balling Jane
And I’m sleeping in the backs of coaches
Nobody’s gonna heal my pain

It’s the same jive every time
California on his mind
It’s the same jive every time
California on his mind

Dobie get the phone sort me out a loan
Let me try to buy up all the tea in China
Get me out the hole and put me on a roll
Coz there’s nothing going down in Carolina

Nobody’s good at raising roaches
Nobody’s good at balling Jane
And I’m sleeping in the backs of coaches
Nobody’s gonna heal my pain

It’s the same jive every time
California on his mind
It’s the same jive every time
California on his mind

He go de root-toot-root-tooty-doo
He go de root-toot-root-tooty-doo

Dobie get the rye and the sweet potato pie
And I hear ya hit a yak in Minnesota
It sure does make a mess, have you got the right address
I hear you bought a little shack in South Dakota

Nobody’s good at raising roaches
Nobody’s good at balling Jane
And I’m sleeping in the backs of coaches
Nobody’s gonna heal my pain

It’s the same jive every time
California on his mind
It’s the same jive every time
California on his mind

He go de root-toot-root-tooty-doo
He go de root-toot-root-tooty-doo

I’m doing what I can working on a plan
I’ve thought about it sitting in the sauna
My life is up to speed I know just what I need
I’m just about to turn the corner

Nobody’s good at raising roaches
Nobody’s good at balling Jane
And I’m sleeping in the backs of coaches
Nobody’s gonna heal my pain

It’s the same jive every time
California on his mind
It’s the same jive every time
California on his mind

He go de root-toot-root-tooty-doo
He go de root-toot-root-tooty-doo

Drums: Jimmy Bech
Bass: Michael Wedgwood
Guitar: Gordon Haskell
Electric Guitar: Bob Kennedy
Piano: Steve Smith
Backing Vocals: Mickey Fudge

Piano: Janne Peterssen
Guitar: Robbie McIntosh