Productor: Asa Jones.
Estudios: Morgan Studios, Willesden.
Masterizado en: Masterpiece Mastering, en Febrero del 2000.
Por: Andy Pearce, Mark St. John.
Tracks 11-14: Grabados en vivo en The Lyceum, Londres, verano del 1973.
Cortesía de: Mike Stax.
Discográfica: Warner Bros. Records.
N° de catalogo: K 46190.
Diseño de portada: Hipgnosis, Phil May.
Arte (tinte a mano): Phil Crennell.
Tracklist:
Lado 1.
01 Love Is Good.
(John Povey, Phil May) 6:53
02 Havana Bound.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May) 3:57
03 Peter.
(Pete Tolson) 1:27
04 Rip Off Train.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May) 3:18
05 Over The Moon.
(Phil May, Wally Waller) 4:31
Lado 2.
06 Religion's Dead.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May) 4:14
07 Country Road.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May) 4:48
08 Allnight Sailor.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May) 1:57
09 Onion Soup.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May) 3:49
10 Another Bowl?
(Pete Tolson, Phil May) 2:54
Tiempo total: 37:50 minutos.
Bonus Tracks - Edicion Compact Disc:
11 Religion's Dead.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May) 4:48
12 Havana Bound.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May) 4:20
13 Love Is Good.
(John Povey, Phil May) 6:43
14 Onion Soup.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May) 8:28
Vinyl Long Play - Edición U.K:
Discográfica: Warner Bros Records.
N° de catalogo: K 46190.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Disco lado 1.
Etiqueta lado 1.
Compact Disc - Edición Europa:
Discográfica: Snapper Music.
N° de catalogo: SMABX1029-6.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Digipack.
Interior digipack.
Disco.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
The Pretty Things:
Phil May: Voz.
Pete Tolson: Guitarra.
Jon Povey: Teclados, voces.
Stuart Brooks: Bajo.
Skip Alan: Batería.
Otros músicos:
Gordon Huntley: Guitarra de pedal de acero (Country Road).
Wally Waller: Voces (Over the Moon).
Don Harper: Viola.
Billy Reid: Violín.
Johnny Van Derrick: Violín.
Peter Willison: Violonchelo.
Letras:
Love Is Good.
(John Povey, Phil May)
She was just a lonely girl
But I didn't know if I should try
She was just a lonely girl
But I didn't know just which way she'd fly.
Over by the corner now she stands
Cornered by the angels of her many plans.
She was just the saddest girl
In that sad old American town
Staring at the empty stage
To see some ego tripping rock 'n' roll band.
Over by the corner now she stands
Cornered by the angels of her many plans.
Love is good, love is sweet
Lover hold my hand
Love is good, love is sweet
Lover hold my hand.
She was just a lonely girl
But I didn't know if I should try
She was just a lonely girl
But I didn't know just which way she'd fly.
Love is good, love is sweet
Lover hold my hand
Love is good, love is sweet
Lover hold my hand.
Havana Bound.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May)
I was encased in an aircraft
Feeling so sick I couldn't say
When the cat next to me
Said let's take it down to Cuba way
Well his manner wasn't nice
But his hand grenades looked very mean
And the luger down his trousers
Well that was twice as obscene.
When we touched down in Cuba
The temp was a 105°
Though the cantenna was closed
Even I was glad to be alive
As for two weeks in Miami
I sussed then that they were blown
Dr. Fidel wasn't home
So they showed us where the sugar was grown.
Havana Bound hi-jacked by some joker
Took me down to Cuba
Where the grass was green.
Well the passport man came up to me
And he really looked sly
Well he chalked on my valise
And then the cat let me by
Well I didn't mean to immigrate here
I told him all so quiet
But he gave me my visa
But then he wanted me to buy it.
Havana Bound hi-jacked by some joker
Took me down to Cuba
Where the grass was green.
Peter.
(Pete Tolson)
So nice to see after long years of marriage
A couple can still be in love
Through all the winters and hard times and troubles
With faith in each other and infinite love.
For fifteen long years they waited for children
Then late in 1951
Caesarean birth at the hour of sunset
The couple were blessed with a fair headed son.
Rip Off Train.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May)
Young man made it to the city
Searching through the wet streets
Looking for a rock 'n' roll band
Caught the rip off train to freedom
A line of agents holding out their hand.
Work your arses off forever
Midnight highways really bring you down
But you're there and you're working
So don't complain, so many miss the train.
Find a sound, lay it down
They say it's underground
Starts to sell, do it well
But you never can tell.
Now the young man's star shines brightly
Breaking hearts, his records in the charts
Finds it hard to freak twice nightly
Falls in love, the hardest fall of all.
Find a sound, lay it down
They say it's underground
Starts to sell, do it well
But you never can tell.
He was just a lonely boy
A very well known clown
He was just a lonely boy and down.
Find a sound, lay it down
They say it's underground
Starts to sell, do it well
But you never can tell.
Over The Moon.
(Phil May, Wally Waller)
There's a pain I cannot kill
And I guess I never will
Bluebird of love has knocked me down
Sang her songs then left town.
Oh, the lady sang so sweet
Had the kids up on her feet
Playing the town hall she took her bow
Left me this letter I'm reading now.
I was over the moon
But my poor heart came back soon
And there was only a rainbow left to see
Left to see.
Oh, she said, it gets so tough
Airline schedules can be rough
Wanted to stay here and live with me
One more show and she was free.
So I waited here at home
Played some Stills and got me stoned
And as I lay in that empty bed
Bluebird of love flew above my head.
I was over the moon
But my poor heart came back soon
And there was only a rainbow left to see
Left to see.
Stay with me, stay with me
Lay your head upon my shoulder
I was over the moon
But my poor heart came back soon
And there was only a rainbow left to see
Left to see.
Religion's Dead.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May)
When they left you on Tobacco road
The piggies, they really left you there for dead
Do you really greet the morning with your eyes red
And do people pick your body now for lead?
Pick yourself one more seat
And sit yourself right down
Rest assured, some jack here must know
I just can't stop this bleeding, oh no
Resurrection was so long ago.
All the churches have fallen
They've pulled them on their heads
There are no Jesus left
And all religion's dead.
Pick yourself just one more seat
And sit yourself right down
Rest assured, some jackass must know, all right
I just can't seem to stop this bleeding
Resurrection seems so long ago, right.
All the churches have fallen
They've pulled them on their heads
There are no Jesus left
And all religion's dead.
Country Road.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May)
Tired and warm, somebody near you
Tired and cold, someone far away
Turn your head, shadows are falling
Turn your head, see the new day.
Country road, it gets so hard
Many winters since I went away
Now I find myself without the sun
You know we both went through it
If only we hadn't blew it.
Tired and warm, somebody near you
Tired and cold, someone far away
Turn your head, shadows are falling
Turn your head, see the new day.
Country mile, it grows so hard
Grass seems taller since I went away
Now I find myself without the sun
You know we both went through it
If only we hadn't blew it.
Tired and warm, somebody near you
Tired and cold, someone far away
Turn your head, shadows are falling
Turn your head, see the new day.
Allnight Sailor.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May)
Allnight sailor, poor man failure
Join one line, there's no other
Cement mixer, backroom fixer
Join one line, there's no other.
I've been through this place, I think I've stayed too long, I have
There's some truth in what I say
Even though it's getting late, I must be moving on
I can't stand vampire day.
You whose hand shakes, witness stand takes
Save yourself, forget your brothers
Heroes die here, bombers fly here
Killing one to save another.
Allnight sailor, poor man failure
Join one line, there's no other
Heroes die here, bombers fly here
Killing one to save another.
Onion Soup.
(Pete Tolson, Phil May)
I've got onions in my soup
I've got zebra in my zoo
I've got airplanes in my sky
Without you I will die.
Everybody says you're leaving
If you do, you know, it'll surely break my heart.
I've got bad breath in my morning
I've got shepherd's pie, red sky warning
I've got pictures on my wall
Without you I'm so small.
Everybody says you're leaving
If you do, you know, you'll surely break my heart
Foolishly, I still go on believing
As the sun paints crazy patterns on the park.
I've got onions in my soup...
Another Bowl?
(Pete Tolson, Phil May)
Videos:
Love Is Good.
Country Road.
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