Because the world is round, it turns me on because the world is round.
Because the world is round, it turns me on because the world is round.
I’m gonna give you my love, I’m gonna give you my love.
The soft parade has now begun – listen to the engines hum.
Been dazed and confused for so long it’s not true.
Linger on your pale blue eyes.
You can’t always get what you want.
In the town where I was born, lived a man who sailed to sea.
He’s a pinball wizard, there has got to be a twist – a pinball wizard’s got such a supple wrist.
Down on the corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poor Boys are playing, bring a nickel, tap your feet.
Let us close our eyes – outside their lives go on much faster. Oh, we wont give in, we’ll keep living in the past.
These eyes cry every night for you.
Left a good job in the city, working for the man every night and day, and I never lost one minute of sleeping, worrying ‘bout the way things might have been.
A sweet talkin’ – not to mention singin’ – pop-soul gem.
Get down with the funky miracle.
A crucial late ‘60s rock and country album that would influence much of what was coming in the ‘70s. And, bonus: a great listen all the way through.
Master craftsmen at the art of the harmony and a soft rock-meets-folk rock vibe that would come to dominate the 1970s.