Текст песни Broadway Melody of 1974 (Live) - Genesis
                                                The 
                                                moment 
                                                of 
                                                impact 
                                                bursts 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                silence 
                                                and 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                roar 
                                                of 
                                                sound, 
                                                the 
                                                final 
                                                second 
                                                is 
                                                prolonged 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                world 
                                                of 
                                                echoes 
                                                as 
                                                if 
                                                the 
                                                concrete 
                                                and 
                                                clay 
                                                of 
                                                broadway 
                                                itself 
                                                was 
                                                reliving 
                                                it's 
                                                memorie
 
                                    
                                
                                                    E 
                                                last 
                                                great 
                                                march 
                                                past. 
                                                newsman 
                                                stands 
                                                limp 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                whimper 
                                                as 
                                                audience 
                                                and 
                                                event 
                                                are 
                                                locked 
                                                as 
                                                one. 
                                                bing 
                                                crosby 
                                                coos 
                                                "you 
                                                don't 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                feel 
                                                pain 
                                                to 
                                                sing 
                                                the 
                                                blues, 
                                                you 
                                                don't 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                holla 
                                                -
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don't 
                                                feel 
                                                    a 
                                                thing 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                dollar 
                                                collar." 
                                                martin 
                                                luther 
                                                king 
                                                cries 
                                                "everybody 
                                                sing!" 
                                                and 
                                                rings 
                                                the 
                                                grand 
                                                old 
                                                liberty 
                                                bell. 
                                                leary, 
                                                weary 
                                                of 
                                                his 
                                                prison 
                                                cell, 
                                                walks 
                                                on 
                                                heaven, 
                                                talks
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ell. 
                                                j.f.k. 
                                                gives 
                                                the 
                                                o.k. 
                                                to 
                                                shoot 
                                                us, 
                                                sipping 
                                                orange 
                                                julius 
                                                and 
                                                lemon 
                                                brutus. 
                                                bare 
                                                breasted 
                                                cowboy 
                                                double 
                                                decks 
                                                the 
                                                triple 
                                                champion. 
                                                who 
                                                needs 
                                                medicare 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                35c 
                                                flat 
                                                rate 
                                                fare, 
                                                when 
                                                fred 
                                                as
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                ginger 
                                                rogers 
                                                are 
                                                dancing 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                air? 
                                                from 
                                                broadway 
                                                melody 
                                                stereotypes 
                                                the 
                                                band 
                                                returns 
                                                to 
                                                'stars 
                                                and 
                                                stripes' 
                                                bringing 
                                                    a 
                                                tear 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                moonshiner, 
                                                who's 
                                                been 
                                                pouring 
                                                out 
                                                his 
                                                spirit 
                                                from
 
                                    
                                
                                                Illegal 
                                                still. 
                                                the 
                                                pawn 
                                                broker 
                                                clears 
                                                the 
                                                noisy 
                                                t
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ill 
                                                and 
                                                clutches 
                                                his 
                                                lucky 
                                                dollar 
                                                bill.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Echoes 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                broadway 
                                                everglades,
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                her 
                                                mythical 
                                                madonnas 
                                                still 
                                                walking 
                                                in 
                                                their 
                                                shades:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lenny 
                                                bruce, 
                                                declares 
                                                    a 
                                                truce 
                                                and 
                                                plays 
                                                his 
                                                other 
                                                hand.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Marshall 
                                                mcluhan, 
                                                casual 
                                                viewin', 
                                                head 
                                                buried 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                sand.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sirens 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                rooftops 
                                                wailing, 
                                                but 
                                                there's 
                                                no 
                                                ship 
                                                sailing.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Groucho, 
                                                with 
                                                his 
                                                movies 
                                                trailing, 
                                                stands 
                                                alone 
                                                with 
                                                his 
                                                punchline
 
                                    
                                
                                                Failing.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Klu 
                                                klux 
                                                klan 
                                                serve 
                                                hot 
                                                soul 
                                                food 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                band 
                                                plays 
                                                'in 
                                                the 
                                                mood'
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                cheerleader 
                                                waves 
                                                her 
                                                cyanide 
                                                wand, 
                                                there's 
                                                    a 
                                                smell 
                                                of
 
                                    
                                
                                                Peach 
                                                blossom 
                                                and 
                                                bitter 
                                                almonde.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Caryl 
                                                chessman 
                                                sniffs 
                                                the 
                                                air 
                                                and 
                                                leads 
                                                the 
                                                parade, 
                                                he 
                                                knows
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                    a 
                                                scent, 
                                                you 
                                                can 
                                                bottle 
                                                all 
                                                you 
                                                made.
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                howard 
                                                hughes 
                                                in 
                                                blue 
                                                suede 
                                                shoes, 
                                                smiling 
                                                at 
                                                the
 
                                    
                                
                                                Majorettes 
                                                smoking 
                                                winston 
                                                cigarettes.
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                as 
                                                the 
                                                song 
                                                and 
                                                dance 
                                                begins, 
                                                the 
                                                children 
                                                play 
                                                at 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                needles; 
                                                needles 
                                                and 
                                                pins.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                the 
                                                blackout.
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 The Waiting Room (Live)
2 Lilywhite Lilith (Live)
3 The Chamber of 32 Doors (Live)
4 Carpet Crawlers (Live)
5 Counting Out Time (Live)
6 Back In NYC (Live)
7 The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging (Live)
8 Anyway (Live)
9 Firth of Fifth (Live)
10 Dancing With the Moonlit Knight (Live)
11 It (Live)
12 In the Rapids (Live)
13 Riding the Scree (Live)
14 The Light Dies Down On Broadway (Live)
15 The Arrival/A Visit to the Doktor/Raven (Live)
16 The Lamia (Live)
17 Here Comes the Supernatural Anaesthetist (Live)
18 In the Cage (Live)
19 Cuckoo Cocoon (Live)
20 Broadway Melody of 1974 (Live)
21 Fly On a Windshield (Live)
22 The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (Live)
23 More Fool Me (Live)
24 Shepherd (BBC Nightride 1970)
25 In the Wilderness (Rough Mix Without Strings 1968)
26 Watcher of the Skies (Unreleased Single Version)
27 Happy the Man
28 Stagnation (BBC Live Recording)
29 I Know What I Like (Live)
30 Supper's Ready (Live)
31 Pacidy (BBC Nightride 1970)
32 Try a Little Sadness (Demo 1967)
33 The Magic of Time (Demo 1968)
34 In the Beginning (Demo 1968)
35 Where the Sour Turns to Sweet (Demo 1968)
36 One Day (Demo 1968)
37 Dusk (Demo 1969)
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