ORIGINAL SONG #3: 21st Century Man (live sketch)
Updated: Oct 15, 2020
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I really loved the original lead guitar intro to this song but unfortunately, it took the song to over 5 minutes. I think I would still play it live. I have an acoustic recording with two guitars playing together that I made of a rehearsal in Barcelona with Albert Greenlight. I really like that recording because it’s so raw… recorded with an iPhone.
Mama don’t you cry
It was me who turned out the light
Won’t you sing me a song goodnight?
Then you sing me a song goodbye
Mama wipe the tears from your eyes
Mama never told me no lies
I believe I believe in this life
Though the world is passing us by
We are sailing alone on the tide
Like a spaceman travelling in time
Mama wipe the tears from your eyes
Mama said the stars are burning
With a light to light up your soul
And Mama said the tables are turning
For your bread will be worth more than gold
Yes your bread will be worth more than gold
And you will live through the war of the worlds
Don’t say it’s over
Don’t say it’s true
Take on this lifeline and do
What you gotta do
What you gotta do…
You’re just a twenty-first-century man
You destroy what you don’t understand
Just like a soup of nuclear treacle
The future’s slippin’ out of your hands
And here I am
And here I will stand
If there’s hope in your heart
Then reach out your hand
Come on! … reach out your hand…
Mama never told me no lies
I believe I believe in this life
Though the world is passing us by
We are sailing alone on the tide
Like a spaceman travelling in time
So, Mama wipe the tears from your eyes
Don’t say it’s over
Don’t say it’s true
Take on this lifeline and do
What you gotta do…
Don’t say that it’s over
Don’t say that it’s true
Take on this lifeline and do
What you gotta do
What you gotta do…
You’re just a twenty-first-century man
You destroy what you don’t understand
Just like a soup of nuclear treacle
The future’s slippin’ out of your hands
The future’s in the palm of your hand
The future’s in the palm of your hand
The future’s in the palm of your hand
The future’s in the palm of your hand
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