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Kevin Ayers
Kevin Ayers


Background information
Born August 16, 1944
Origin Kent, England
Genre(s) Experimental
Pop
Years active 1960—present
Label(s) Island Records
Website Website



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Kevin Ayers Album


June 1, 1974 (1974)
1974
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Heartbreak Hotel (by John Cale)
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The End (by Nico)
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Ohohohohohohoh oh
Doo doo doo doo doo doo dah
I'll be there

Oh driving me backwards
Kids like me gotta be crazy

Moving me forwards
Perhaps you think that I'm lazy

Meet my relations
All of them grinning like facepacks

Such sweet inspiration
Curl me up, a flag in an icecap

Now I've found a sweetheart
Treats me good, just like an armchair

I try to think about nothing
Difficult, I'm most temperamental

I gave up my good living
Typical I'm most sentimental

Ah Luana's black reptiles
Sliding round make chemical choices

And she responds as expected
To the only sound, hysterical voices

And you are driving me backwards
Kids like me gotta be crazzzzzy i-i-i-i-i-i-i
doo doo doo dodoo dodah I'll be there.

. . .


Baby's on fire
Better throw her in the water
Look at her laughing
Like a heifer to the slaughter

Baby's on fire
And all the laughing boys are bitching
Waiting for photos
Oh the plot is so bewitching

Rescuers row row
Do your best to change the subject
Blow the wind blow blow
Lend some assistance to the object

Photographers snip snap
Take your time she's only burning
This kind of experience
Is necessary for her learning

If you'll be my flotsam
I could be half the man I used to
They said you were hot stuff
And that's what Baby's been reduced to...

Juanita and Juan
Very clever with maraccas
Making their fortunes
Selling second-hand tobaccoes

Juan dances at Chico's
And when the clients are evicted
He empties the ashtrays
And pockets all that he's collected

But Baby's on fire!
And all the instruments agree that
Her temperature's rising
But any idiot would know that.

. . .


Since my baby left me,
I found a new place to dwell.
Down at the end of lonely street:
Heartbreak Hotel.

Oh Feeling so lonely baby,
Feeling so lonely baby,
Feeling so lonely baby, I could die.

The bell hop's tears keep flowin'
The desk clerk's dressed in black.
They been so long on lonely street
They never will get back.

Oh, Cause they're feeling so lonely baby,
Feeling so lonely baby,
Feeling so lonely baby, They could die.

So if your baby leaves you,
And you have a tale to tell
Why not just take a walk down lonely street
Straight to Heartbreak Hotel.

Where you could be so lonely
And I could be so lonely
We could be so lonely, we could die

. . .


This is the end, beautiful friend,
This is the end, my only friend.
The end of our elaborate plans,
The end of everything that stands,
The end, no safety no surprise,
The end, I'll never look into your eyes again.

Can you picture what we'll be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need of some stranger's hand
In a desperate land?

Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane,
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain.

There's danger on the edge of town,
Ride the King's highway, baby.
Weird scenes inside the gold mine,
Ride the highway West.

Ride the snake,
Ride the snake to the lake,
The ancient lake.
The snake is long, seven miles,
Ride the snake.
He's old and his skin is cold.
The West is the best


The West is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where're you taking us?

The killer awoke before dawn,
he put his boots on.
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall.
He went to the room where his sister lived
And then he paid a visit to his brother.
And then he, he walked on down the hall
And he came to a door and he looked inside.
"Father?" "Yes, son?"
"I want to kill you. Mother, I want to ..."

Come on, baby, take a chance with us,
Come on, baby, take a chance with us,
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus.

This is the end, beautiful friend,
This is the end, my only friend.
The end, it hurts to set you free,
But you'll never follow me.
The end of laughter and soft lies,
The end of nights we tried to die,
This is the end.

. . .


I just came in off the street
Looking for somewhere to eat
I find a small cafe
I see a girl and then I say

'May I sit and stare at you for a while?
I'd like the company of your smile'

You don't have to say a thing
You're the song without the sing
The sunlight in your hair
You look so good just sitting there

'May I sit and stare at you for a while?
I'd like the company of your smile'

. . .


Sometimes I get too drunk,
I feel so goddamned low
I have no place to go, no one to turn to
I think about your loving arms, where I'd like to be
But it's selfish as can be, and I know it
And if I'm sorry for myself, I'm sorry for you too
'Cause I'm the same as you, and I'm burning

So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out
So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you
Listen to them shout

I won't say that I love you, 'cause that would be a lie
I can only say I try, and you know it
Love is something more or less than words can hope to say
It's something day to day in the life we're living
Lovers come and lovers go but friends are hard to find
Yes I can count all mine on one finger

So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out
So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you
Listen to them shout

The distance that's between us, it just never seems to change
There's a whole mountain range of misunderstanding

So I sing for everyone who feels there's no way out
So maybe if you all shout someone will hear you
Listen to them shout

. . .


I walked into this bar
and the man refused;
He said, "We don't serve strangers
in blue suede shoes;
We don't give credit, and
We don't give way--
We have to think about what the people might say..
uh, you know what I mean..."
I said, "Sure, man"

Oh, he gave me a smile that was sickly and wet,
And I offered him one of my cigarettes.
He took it, afraid that he might appear rude,
Then proceeded to sell me some second class food.
Nice guy - meet 'em everywhere.. .

He said, "My oh my, I have suffered too long,
And this cigarette seems to be very strong;
I don't make the rules
I just get what I take
And I guess every rule was made to break.
You can take what you like, it won't hurt me
Cause I'm just working for the company."
From the green cigarette, He took a long drag,
And said, "I think I'll pick my travelling bag.

I'm tired of cheating, and wasting my head
And filling the boss's bags with bread.
I want to get out in the sun and rain,
And feel the wind on on skin again;
The world is large, and I've got time yet.
And, by the way, thanks for that cigarette..
Thank you very much."

"You know, I feel like a new man
Yes I do, I don't know why;
I'd just like to say
Thank you very much(indeed)
It's a beautiful day
I think I'll be on my way (right away)
I'd just like to say
Thank you very much.
Yes, I'm getting the hell out of here
Yes, I am - bye, bye.
That's the end of the message
Thank you very much.
Bye bye...

. . .


It's late in the evening
And the weather is cold
I'm beginning to miss you
But that story's so old
I know I've been knocking
My head on the wall
And I must have been crazy
To leave
Oh yeah, yeah
Strange kind of blues coloured moon
Shines in the middle of my room.

Sometimes I'm burning
With a vision so bright
That it brings on the sunshine
In the middle of the night
And all those musical ladies
And the crazed young men
They are trying to make music
Together again? 0h no no
And a strange kind of blues coloured moon
Shines in the middle of my room.

. . .


Two goes into four
Two times no more
Two will make four
Blue goes into green
Mostly unseen
�?�ue becomes green
Dreams take me so far
Life is the star
Trapped in my jar
Go
Follow the wind
Open your heart
Then you may start
To make it
Better

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