The UK 4 Track PROMO of THICK AS A BRICK

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This is the 4 track United Kingdom Promo 7" for Thick As A Brick CHR 1003. I recently aquired this and added this gem to my collection, I consider this one of the jewels in the my collection.

SIDE 1




Really don't mind if you sit this one out
My words but a whisper, your deafness a shout
I may make you feel but I can't make you think
Your sperm's in the gutter, your love's in the sink
So you ride yourselves over the fields
And you make all your animal deals
And your wise men don't know how it feels
To be Thick as a Brick

And the sand castle virtues are all swept away
In the tidal destruction, the moral melee
The elastic retreat rings the close of play
As the last wave uncovers the newfangled way
But your new shoes are worn at the heels
And your suntan does rapidly peel
And your wise men don't know how it feels
To be Thick as a Brick

And the love that I feel is so far away
I'm a bad dream that I just had today
And you shake your head
And say that it's a shame

Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth
Spin me down the long ages, let them sing the song

See there, a son is born, and we pronounce him fit to fight
There are blackheads on his shoulders, and there he pees himself in the night
We'll make a man of him, put him to trade
Teach him to play Monopoly, not to sing in the rain

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there is the instrumental from 3.45 to 5.05

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Do you believe in the day?
Do you? Believe in the day!
The Dawn Creation of the Kings has begun.
Soft Venus lonely maiden brings the ageless one.

Do you believe? Believe in the day!
Do you believe in the day?
The fading hero has returned to the night
And fully pregnant with the day,
Wise men endorse the poet's sight.
Do you believe in the day?
Do you? Believe in the day! -

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SIDE 2



Let me tell you the tales of your life,
Of your love and the cut of the knife
The tireless oppression the wisdom instilled,
The desire to kill or be killed.
Let me sing of the losers who lie in the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements are empty: the gutters run red - while the fool toasts his god in the sky.

So come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year
And join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.


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So! Come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year
And join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.
See! The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you
And the hour of judgement draweth near.
Would you be the fool
Stood in his suit of armour
Or the wiser man who rushes clear.

So! Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't your rise up from the pages
of your comic-books your super-crooks
And show us all the way.
Well! Make your will and testament.
Won't you? Join your local government.
We'll have Superman for president
Let Robin save the day.

So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through?
They're all resting down in Cornwall -
Writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual.

So you ride yourselves over the fields
And you make all your animal deals
And your wise men don't know how it feels
To be thick as a brick.

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