Тексты песен CREAM

Twice upon a time in the valley of the tears The auctioneer is bidding for a box of fading years And the elephants are dancing on the graves of squealing mice. Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice

by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown Let's go down to where it's clean To see the time that might have been. The tides have carried off the beach. As you said, The sun is out of reach. Let's

by Eric Clapton and George Harrison Thinkin' 'bout the times you drove in my car. Thinkin' that I might have drove you too far. And I'm thinkin' 'bout the love that you

by Ginger Baker Don't take the wrong direction passing through Instead of deep reflection of what's true, For it's a combination of judgments made by you That cause a deep dejection a

by Booker T. Jones and William Bell Born under a bad sign. I've been down since I began to crawl. If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all. Bad luck and trouble'

By Dr Isaiah Ross arr. by Cream [Instrumental except for the bridge:] All right, all right, all right All right, all right, all right All right, all right, all right All right, all right, all right

by Robert Johnson I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. Asked the Lord above for mercy, "Save me if you please." I we

by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown Gonna build myself a castle High up in the clouds. There'll be skies outside my window; Lose these streets and crowds. Dance the night away. Will find myself an oc

by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown Upon this street where time has died. The golden treat you never tried. In times of old, in days gone by. If I could catch your dancing eye. It was on the way, On the r

When I was young they gave me a mongrel piano, Spent all my time inventing the cup of tea. Writing your name in the sea, Banging my favorite head. Missing the last bed, waving the cheery herring, Bala

Dreaming about my love; You bring me joy and hours of happiness, More or less. I dream my life away. Waiting for you to come; Changing my life for you to emptyness, Meaningless. Minutes just drift b

by Robert Johnson From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying. From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying. I believe to my soul that your daddy's Gulfport bound. From

by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown Feel when I dance with you, We move like the sea. You, you're all I want to know. I feel free, I feel free, I feel free. I can walk down the street, there's n

y Skip James I'm so glad, I'm so glad. I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad. I'm so glad, I'm so glad. I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad. I don't know what

by Jack Bruce Driving in my car, smoking my cigar, The only time I'm happy's when I play my guitar. Singing in my yacht, what a lot I got, Happiness is something that just cannot be bough

by Arthur "Blind Willie" Reynolds If you lose your money, great God, don't lose your mind. If you lose your money, great God, don't lose your mind. And if you lose your woman, pl

It is a cold winter, Away is the songbird. And gone is her traveller, She waits at home. The sun is on holiday, No leaves on the trees. The animals sleep While cold North wind blows. The snowflakes ar

by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown Hey now baby, get into my big black car. Hey now baby, get into my big black car. I want to just show you what my politics are. I'm a political man and I practice

by Ginger Baker and Mike Taylor Pressed rat and warthog have closed down their shop. They didn't want to; 'twas all they had got. Selling atonal apples, amplified heat, And pressed rat

Muddy Waters (filed under Unplugged; EC is a more coherent vocalist than JB)

[Fresh Cream:] Hey, hey, hey, hey , hey , hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey , hey , hey, hey We were rollin' and tumblin' Right the whole night long We were rollin' and tumblin' Right the whole night long W

by Chester Burnett One summer day, she went away; Gone and left me, she's gone to stay. She's gone, but I don't worry: I'm sitting on top of the world. All the summer, worked al

by Jack Bruce and Janet Godfrey I'm a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy. Work only maybe, life is a joy. We'll have a sleepy time time. We'll have a sleepy time time. We'll ha

by Willie Dixon Could fill spoons full of diamonds, Could fill spoons full of gold. Just a little spoon of your precious love Will satisfy my soul. Men lies about it. Some of them cries about it. S

by Eric Clapton, Gail Collins and Felix Pappalardi Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you. She's a witch of trouble in electric blue, In her own mad mind she's in love with you. W

by Eric Clapton, Jack Bruce and Pete Brown It's getting near dawn, When lights close their tired eyes. I'll soon be with you my love, To give you my dawn surprise. I'll be with you da

by Ginger Baker and Janet Godfrey Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life. Money, nothing funny; wasting the best of our life. Sweet wine, hay making, sunshine day breaking. We can wait till to

by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown Coming to me in the morning, leaving me at night. Coming to me in the morning, leaving me alone. You've got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard. Running

by Eric Clapton and Martin Sharp You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever, But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun. And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with t

by Ginger Baker and Mike Taylor When the city of Atlantis stood serene above the sea, Long time before our time when the world was free, Those were the days. Golden cymbals flying on ocarina sounds

by Jack Bruce (ad lib vocal) h

y Jack Bruce Please open your eyes. Try to realize. I found out today we're going wrong, We're going wrong. Please open your mind. See what you can find. I found out today we're goin

by Ginger Baker Dainties in a jam-jar, parson's colour in the sky. Water in a fountain doesn't get me very high. Moby Dick and Albert making out with Captain Bligh. So you know what you kn

by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown In the white room with black curtains near the station. Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnli

by Gail Collins and Felix Pappalardi Outside my window is a tree. Outside my window is a tree. There only for me. And it stands in the gray of the city, No time for pity for the tree or me. There i