The Ministry Of Bag Jack Bruce

It's all blues and no dinner at the Ministry of Bag The steaks are getting thinner the office is a drag It's all hills and no mountain in the cupboard of the Few The soda has no fountain the coal gets

Pieces Of Mind Jack Bruce

Pieces of mind See how they ran Prizes of sun Still to be won When the life is made of straw Waves that pound against the door Leave me at the place of throw it away throw it away Leave it today Keep me

Weird Of Hermiston Jack Bruce

I'm going to a wedding I'm going to a wedding dressed in black I'm going to a party Going to a party won't be back And I'm not going with you No Trees are no longer a comfort messages sad in the wires

Morning Story Jack Bruce

Running, jumping, pushing it's way Morning nighttime blends into day Can't find curtains to shut it away We were alone in the hills of the night Now the neon dawn let's in the light And the Milkman that

Timeslip Jack Bruce

Leaves falling Face down on the ground Lie in the rusty crowd That waits in the pouring rain By the pavements of grey In autumn days Days spending tie Outside the place of laughter Brave weddings On summer

Post War Jack Bruce

Nothing was good or bad enough They never had enough in store When the feast was on the lawn The birds had picked it clean And gone away We used to walk the nights of mystery Once we would swim the length

Keep On Wondering Jack Bruce

Raising my glass To the cities of grass in the wind Drinking a toast To the ghost who can still keep it in Getting on so bad In the dreams I've had Still I keep on wondering Try not to go Too depressingly

Victoria Sage Jack Bruce

We waited longest When the trains and buses Promised they would come To the shelters made of snow In the deserts where we played Made of hay...

He The Richmond Jack Bruce

There comes an affair in the tides of men When you can't go back again Yes there comes a darkness in the affairs of light When you can't hold back the night So you go where your mind will keep Where the

Sitting On The Top Of The World (Feat. Clem Clempson, Ginger Banker) (Live 02./03. November 1993) Jack Bruce

One summer day she went away She's 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 last summer worked on this farm Had to take Christmas in my overalls

Mickey The Fiddler Jack Bruce

Brown-Bruce-Hart I saw a man on Primrose Hill Mickey the fiddler was there Reaching out for the highest note He could extract from the air With his fiddle and bow I saw a man on Primrose Hill Mickey the

Tickets To Waterfalls Jack Bruce

I bought you tickets for the waterfalls and you poured away all the change Trained your bicycle to dance told it tales of window boxes and people with locks While you filed away the time and lost the place

Folk Song Jack Bruce

How will I find you O my love In the darkness of day I will look in glass forests Where electric fish play How will I see you when I find you In the brightness of light I will see you on the silver train

Lost Inside A Song Jack Bruce

Sea of faces Looking for something warm To take home in the cold dawn In place of love The webs I wove Finding myself lost Inside a song Long lines of years Queueing for calmer seas Rhapsodies and remedies

To Isengard Jack Bruce

And so our time is fields of sleep And so our bed is endless deep And so the waves are grass in sun And so our time has just begun And so our love moves much too fast And sun and sleep can never last love

As You Said (Feat. Jessica Stolzenberg, Sebastian Hoffmann) (Live 02./03. November 1993) Jack Bruce

Let's go down to where it's clean To see what time it might have been The tides have carries of the beach As you said The sun is out of reach Let's go back to where it's clean To see what year it might

Smiles And Grins Jack Bruce

The smiles on city windows, It's only the weekly cleaner The dials on all the faces Are gradually getting nearer So make it careful when you can Forget it if you've read the plan Call a friend when you're

How's Tricks Jack Bruce

How's Tricks (Performed By Bruce, Jack Band) The white hand in the darkened house Rings a bell that makes the guests drop their cases in fright A face that seems to laugh alone Sits in the flames that

Something To Live For Jack Bruce

We've seen so many towns Where the trains don't ever stop Though we hear all night sounds There's no side left to the shop Nothing but changes Of face That life rearranges Nothing but strangeness That

Jack Of All Trades Bruce Springsteen

I’ll mow your lawn Clean the leaves out your drain I’ll mend your roof to keep out the rain I’ll take the work that God provides I’m a Jack of all trades Honey, we’ll be alright I’ll hammer the nails

Willpower (Feat. Maggie Reilly, Gary 'Mudbone' Cooper, Dick Heckstall-Smith, Clem Clempson, Art Themen, Henry Lowther, John Mumford, Siimon Phillips) (Live 02./03. November 1993) Jack Bruce

What a lot of talk about it Ooh such a lot of talk about willpower Ooh talkin' talkin' talkin' willpower Desire Talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' about willpower Tell the world how well it's working

Weird Of Hermiston (Alternate Mix) Jack Bruce

I'm going to a wedding I'm going to a wedding dressed in black I'm going to a party Going to a party won't be back And I'm not going with you No Trees are no longer a comfort messages sad in the wires

Dancing On Air Jack Bruce

Dancing on air We'll be there 'til the close of the day Try anyway But you can't keep the magic away People say it's not real Don't seem to have any feelings Dancing on air We'll be there 'til

A Letter Of Thanks Jack Bruce

She wrote me out a letter of thanks I had to doubt Waking in someone's shoes It made me feel so harried Under her clothes she carried Proof that she wasn't married She carved herself a piece of my heart

One Jack Bruce

Face next to mine in the mirror Love for an hour's history Only one, just begun Trying to keep from sleeping Live in the soft memory Inly one, just begun Says in the tune where there's plenty Gold for

Theme For An Imaginary Western Jack Bruce

When the wagons leave the city for the forest and further on Painted wagons of the morning dusty roads where they have gone Sometimes traveling through the darkness met the summer coming home Fallen

Can You Follow Jack Bruce

Hey can you follow, Now that the trace is fainter In the sand Try turning your face to the wall Can you still read me Now that the chase is wilder In your hand Try losing your place in the sun All the

Can You Follow (Take One) Jack Bruce

Hey can you follow, Now that the trace is fainter In the sand Try turning your face to the wall Can you still read me Now that the chase is wilder In your hand Try losing your place in the sun All the

Jet Set Jewel Jack Bruce

Jet Set Jewel (Brown/Bruce) The jet set steal each others' men And women Ride each other Through the star-encrusted night Everything's allright When chips are down There's always trips In other peoples

Golden Days Jack Bruce

Keep those golden days From going separate ways Keep the harbor lights Burning inside The streets of old Can't hear the names they call Shelter from the cold Long ago, so far inside Where the past still

Never Tell Your Mother She's Out Of Tune Jack Bruce

When I hear that big black whistle they blow I feel inside it's time for me to be going Fortunately baby I'd already gone before When they say I'm worth ten pieces of coal and you shouting hey what about

Running Through Our Hands Jack Bruce

Running through our hands In the waving grass One harvest time can't stop them now Cities made of sand That were built to last No one man sky to tell them how Seasons kiss, collide and miss Stars still

Boston Ball Game, 1967 Jack Bruce

Hey when Well hello there baby the time comes if you hate it will you hate it so much won't you Why not leave it keep your head maybe try like me too?

Boston Ball Game 1967 (Feat. Gary 'Mudbone' Cooper, Clem Clempson, Dick Heckstall-Smith, Art Themen, Henry Lowther, John Mumford, Simon Phillips) (Live 02./03. November 1993) Jack Bruce

Hey when Well hello there baby The time comes if you hate it Will you hate it so much Won't you Why not leave it Keep your head maybe try like me too In the games We who were your fathers Of the Have shared

Childsong Jack Bruce

"She shakes her head and says That her last word is spoken Tumbling down Something she found Where happiness lay Not far away Hear it now You got so many ways When the last chains are broken Tumbling down

Childsong (Feat. Gary Husband) (Live 02./03. November 1993) Jack Bruce

She shakes her head and says That her last word is spoken Tumbling down Something she found Where happiness lay Not far away Hear it now You got so many ways When the last chains are broken Tumbling down

Livin' Without Ja Jack Bruce

Livin' without ja ain't no way to live at all You freaked me out baby When you threw my boots into the hall Ah baby what you tryin' to do Come on baby what you tryin' to do to me Livin' without ja ain't

You Burned The Tables On Me Jack Bruce

I was born one morning Wearing my old coat I was born to travel So I went and got a boat Tried to cure my feet From taking the wrong street In the Spring when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned

You Burned The Tables On Me (Alternate version) (Edited Ver.) Jack Bruce

I was born one morning Wearing my old coat I was born to travel So I went and got a boat Tried to cure my feet From taking the wrong street In the Spring when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned

Baby Jane Jack Bruce

I knew that you were sure to go far Now I know you’ve got no time for me You took my loving and you want to be free Keep on pushin’ on looking for fame Keep on pushin’ on Baby Jane When you walk onto the

Into The Storm Jack Bruce

all the lies, I'm going to leave the old disguises – I'm leaving my home, the simple land I'm handing myself a helping hand Heading into he storm I'm going to get there by myself, It is the hero breaking

The Clearout Jack Bruce

You say you don't want me Well I don't want you to go You say you don't need me You shut my hair in the door You say you won't have me You're leaving my wound all sore Chorus: Breakfast is goodnight Yesterdays

The Boy Jack Bruce

You play the changes, watch the stars Look for new gods and number the years Since you lost your nerve and let the lady into your head You fly the snowflakes down and down And join the circus - you're

Ministry Anchor Lane

All you got to do is be the same as everybody else Put your mind in a state of disarray All you got to do is say the same as everybody else "Thank you, sir, for the opportunity" [Chorus] I don't want to

White Room Jack Bruce

"In a white room With black curtains Near the stations Blackroof country No gold pavements Tired starlings Silver horses Ran down moonbeams In your dark eyes Dawn-light smiled On you leaving My contentment

White Room (Feat. Gary Moore, Ginger Baker) (Live 02./03. November 1993) Jack Bruce

In a white room With black curtains Near the stations Blackroof country No gold pavements Tired starlings Silver horses Ran down moonbeams In your dark eyes Dawn light smiled On you leaving My contentment

Rope Ladder To The Moon Jack Bruce

You asked me to a party to a house just by the moon You gave me silver loving the end was all too soon You asked me to the theatre in a place quite near the sun You gave me golden sunbeams your act was

Rope Ladder To The Moon (Feat. Jessica Solzenberg, Sebastian Hoffmann, Francois Garny, Simon Phillips) (Live 02./03. November 1993) Jack Bruce

You asked me to a party To a house just by the moon You gave me silver loving The end was all too soon You asked me to the theatre In a place quite near the sun You gave me golden sunbeams You act was

Keep It Down Jack Bruce

Keep it down If it's still hangin' around Kept away Well it's lost inside a day On the journey through the street To the corner you have to meet Keep keepin' it down If it's hangin' around In the dawn

Madhouse Jack Bruce

You say there’s no more time to borrow Two and two make twenty-two Drownin’ your head in sorrow, cryin’ every day We can help you with that prison, Passin’ the time with a smile Join the boys with crazy