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Lizard: Prince Rupert Awakes / Bolero / The Battle of Glass Tears / Big Top

King Crimson

Prog-Rock/Art Rock

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King Crimson - Lizard (Prince Rupert Awakes / Bolero / The Battle Of Glass Tears / Big Top)
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실연 아티스트
Andrew McCulloch
Andrew McCulloch
드럼
Gordon Haskell
Gordon Haskell
보컬
Jon Anderson
Jon Anderson
보컬
Keith Tippett
Keith Tippett
피아노
Mark Charig
Mark Charig
코넷
Mel Collins
Mel Collins
색소폰
Nick Evans
Nick Evans
트롬본
Robert Fripp
Robert Fripp
일렉트릭 기타
Robin Miller
Robin Miller
오보에
작곡 및 작사
Robert Fripp
Robert Fripp
작곡가
Peter Sinfield
Peter Sinfield
작사
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
David Singleton
David Singleton
마스터링 엔지니어
Geoff Workman
Geoff Workman
추가 엔지니어
Neil Wilkes
Neil Wilkes
마스터링 엔지니어
Peter Sinfield
Peter Sinfield
프로듀서
Robert Fripp
Robert Fripp
프로듀서
Robin Thompson
Robin Thompson
엔지니어
Simon Heyworth
Simon Heyworth
마스터링 엔지니어

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Farewell the temple master's bells His kiosk and his black worm seed Courtship solely of his word With Eden guaranteed For now Prince Rupert's tears of glass Make saffron sabbath eyelids bleed Scar the sacred tablet of wax On which the Lizards feed Wake your reason's hollow vote Wear your blizzard season coat Burn a bridge and burn a boat Stake a Lizard by the throat Go Polonius or kneel The reapers name their harvest dawn All your tarnished devil's spoons Will rust beneath our corn Now bears Prince Rupert's garden roam Across his rain tree shaded lawn Lizard bones become the clay And there a Swan is born Wake your reasons' hollow vote Wear your blizzard season coat Burn a bridge and burn a boat Stake a Lizard by the throat Gone soon Piepowder's moss-weed court Round which upholstered Lizards sold Visions to their leaden flock Of rainbows' ends and gold Now tales Prince Rupert's peacock brings Of walls and trumpets thousand fold Prophets chained for burning masks And reels of dream unrolled Night enfolds her cloak of holes Around the river meadow Old moon-light stalks by broken ploughs Hides spokeless wheels in shadow Sentries lean on thorn wood spears Blow on their hands, stare eastwards Burnt with dream and taut with fear Dawn's misty shawl upon them Three hills apart great armies stir Spit oat and curse as day breaks Forming lines of horse and steel By even yards, march forward
Writer(s): Robert Fripp, Peter John Sinfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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