KING CRIMSON

Larks' Tongues in Aspic
(HQCD)

(1973)

1. Larks' Tongues in Aspic, Part One 13'35
(Robert Fripp / / John Wetton / Bill Bruford / Jamie Muir)
2. Book Of Saturday 2'56
(Robert Fripp / John Wetton / Richard Palmer-James)
3. Exiles 7'41
(David Cross / Robert Fripp / Richard Palmer-James)
4. Easy Money 7'53
(Robert Fripp / John Wetton / Richard Palmer-James)
5. The Talking Drum 7'25
(Robert Fripp / John Wetton / Bill Bruford /James Muir)
6. Larks' Tongues In Aspic, Part Two 7'07
(Robert Fripp)

Total Time: 46:37

  • Robert Fripp - Guitar, Mellotron & Devices
  • David Cross - Violin, Viola, Mellotron
  • John Wetton - Bass & Vocals
  • Bill Bruford - Drums
  • Jamie Muir - Percussion & Allsorts

    with

  • Richard Palmer-James - Lyrics

    Produced by KING CRIMSON
    Engineer: Nick Ryan
    Cover Design by Tantra Designs, London
    Equipment by Kettle, Simmons & Walmsley

    All titles published by     BMG MUSIC PUBLISHING Ltd.

    Recorded at COMMAND STUDIOS, London - Jan. & Feb.1973
    A KING CRIMSON PRODUCTION




    1. Larks' Tongues in Aspic, Part One

    Instrumental

    2. Book Of Saturday

      If I only could deceive you
      Forgetting the game
      Every time I try to leave you
      You laugh just the same

      'Cause my wheels never touch the road
      And the jumble of lies we told
      Just returns to my back to weigh me down...

      We lay cards upon the table
      The backs of our hands
      And I swear I like your people
      The boys in the band

      Reminiscences gone astray
      Coming back to enjoy the fray
      In a tangle of night and daylight sounds...

      All completeness in the morning
      Asleep on your side
      I'll be waking up the crewmen
      Banana-boat ride

      She responds like a limousine
      Brought alive on the silent screen
      To the shuddering breath of yesterday...

      There's the succour of the needy
      Incredible scenes
      I'll believe you in the future
      Your life and death dreams

      As the cavalry of despair
      Takes a stand in the lady's hair
      For the favour of making sweet sixteen...

      You make my life and times
      A book of bluesy Saturdays
      And I have to chose...

    3. Exiles

      Now...in this faraway land
      Strange...that the palms of my hands
      Should be damp with expectancy

      Spring...and the air's turning mild
      City lights...and the glimpse of a child
      Of the alleyway infantry

      Friends...do they know what I mean
      Rain...and the gathering green
      Of an afternoon out-of-town

      But Lord I had to go
      My trail was laid too slow behind me
      To face the call of fame
      Or make a drunkard's name for me
      Though now this other life
      Has brought a different understanding
      And from these endless days
      Shall come a broader sympathy
      And though I count the hours
      To be alone's no injury...

      My home...was a place near the sand
      Cliffs...and a military band
      Blew and air of normality

    4. Easy Money

      Your admirers on the street
      Gotta hoot and stamp their feet
      In the heat from your physique
      As you twinkle by in moccasin sneakers

      And I thought my heart would break
      When you doubled up at the stake
      With your fingers all a-shake
      You could never tell a winner from a snake
      but you always make money

      Easy money

      With your figure and your face
      Strutting out at every race
      Throw a glass around the place
      Show the colour of your crimson suspenders

      We would take the money home
      Sit around the family throne
      My old dog could chew his bone
      For two weeks we could appease the Almighty

      Easy money

      Got no truck with the la-di-da
      Keep my bread in an old fruit jar
      Drive you out in a motor-car
      Getting fat on your lucky star just making

      Easy money

    5. The Talking Drum

    Instrumental

    6. Larks' Tongues In Aspic, Part Two

    Instrumental