Lyrics That Are Stuck in Your Head Right Now

"I really don't care if you lay it all down.

My honest assumption is Peter was creating a portmanteau of "uniform" (as in soldier/guard/government etc.) and "faun", like the above. It's also Peter Gabriel, so I could be WAY off.

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out the saints are comin' through
And it's all over now, baby blue

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense
Take what you have gathered from coincidence
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, baby blue

''There once was a tiny, very naughty little boy -
With a dirty face
His Mummy taught him to be clean and tidy and kept him in his place
Father was a man of culture. God was in the sky ready to give chase
There once was a tiny, very naughty little boy, who grew into a youth
The Mum and Daddy read the daily horror the bible was the only truth
They groomed him for the battlefield of living in a world of abuse
Once upon a time there was a little being kicked out into a seething world
The lies that dear old Mum and Dad so innocently fed him with were all unfurled
In ignorance he grew to hate the lot he had inherited at birth.

Look at the literature under his arm, he is doing his best to impress you
Man of the world and his own daydream hero he desperately tries to convert you
But his thoughts they are changing - and as he looks at himself
He looks at himself

Oh where am I going and what am I doing? My head is so big and so weary
It's no good me trying to be all the things that I'm not I'm me and I'm me only
And I've been so greedy, I've always wanted to be
And never just been.
Not much room for a selfish thought and yet knowing just that, it becomes one.
Not much room for conceit - yet knowing that knowing that is conceited
What I am saying now exists not as words but only as feeling.

Have you ever been absolutely liberated just opening your eyes?
Has it ever occurred to your searching senses that nothing is disguised?
Have you ever had the feeling that the only thing you're living is your life?
Have you ever had the feeling that the only thing you're made of is your life?
Have you ever had the feeling that the only thing you're made by is your life?

Aye lad, but I knew you had it in you.''

Squonk19 wrote: ^ God bless, Roy Harper! I'll never forget when he and Ginger Baker had a fight, because Roy wouldn't come off the stage for him at Glastonbury in 1980 (I think?)

Ha Ha I remember that (I was there so its surprising I can remember it!) it was 1981.. Roy and his band were on before Ginger Baker's new band (just after getting kicked out of Hawkwind.. who were actually headlining the next night) and Ginger thought that Roy was running over into his slot and so sent his roadies in to unplug Roy' gear and then the scrap between roadies mostly) ensued.. Ginger got a half-brick (or something) in the face and played the set with blood running down his face.. not very 'Love & Peace Man' but he was  totally out of order as the whole day's running order was messed up (as these things always were at those events back then) but he thought he was the superstar and everyone must bow to him. Roy only had a very short set if I remember and Michael Eavis invited him back in 82 to do a set to make up for the fiasco! GB's band were S**t being made up mostly of a novelty duo called 'Trimmer & Jenkins' who had been in the pub rock band Burlesque.

Bizarrely, it was Ginger Baker who hit me in the face/head with a drumstick when he was drummer with Hawkwind and I was an 17 year old stage hand.. I cant use the word i'd describe him as but the current minister for health's surname rhymes with it..

That was a great festival, Roy, Hawkwind, Mother Gong, the first live appearance of New order (which was just lots of dry ice and green lights, that's all I can remember!), Chicken Shack, Robert Hunter, Gordon giltrap band, Judie Tzuke,....