The Sensational Alex Harvey Band - Anthem / Next

Δύο από τα τραγούδια που μας άφησε ο μοναδικός Alex Harvey , που έφυγε από καρδιακή προσβολή το 1982, μιά μέρα μόλις πριν κλείσει τα 47 . Το Next (διασκευή τραγουδιού του Jaques Brel) προέρχεται από το ομώνυμο (Next -1973-) ενώ το Anthem από το The Impossible Dream -1974-. Οι The Sensational Alex Harvey Band επανενώθηκαν το 2004 και συνεχίζουν αρκετά πετυχημένα, όμως σίγουρα λείπει η μορφή του Alex Harvey.

Anthem

=======ΤSAHB======
If you don't put me on trial
Then why don't you turn me loose
You can throw the key away
Let me chase the wild goose
Your progress is my desire
You shouldn't do me wrong
Although it's true I'm worried now
I won't be worried long
Telling stories to the peacocks
Selling systematically
Just a counterfeit engraving
Of the way you used to be
Just another one-way number
Just another two-way song
Although it's true I'm worried now
I won't be worried long

Don't encourage me to murder
'Cause it pays to advertise
Don't treat me with suspicion
Don't tell me no more lies
You know I love your company
You shouldn't do me wrong
Although it's true I'm worried now
I won't be worried long
Although it's true I'm worried now
I won't be worried long
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Next


=======ΤSAHB======

Naked as sin
an army towel, covering my belly
Some of us weep, some of us howl
Knees turn to jelly
But Next! Next!
I was just a child
A hundred like me
I followed a naked body
a naked body followed me
Next! Next!
I was just a child when my innocence was lost
in a mobile army whorehouse
a gift of the army, free of cost
Next! Next! Next!
Me, I really would have liked a little bit of tenderness
Maybe a word, maybe a smile, maybe some happiness
But Next! Next!
Oh it was not so tragic
and heaven did not fall
But how much at that time
I hated being there at all
Next! Next!
I still recall the brothel trucks, the flying flags
The queer lieutenant slapped our arses
thinking we were fags
Next! Next! Next!

I swear on the wet head
of my first case of gonorrhea
It is his ugly voice that I forever fear
Next! Next!
A voice that stinks of whiskey
of corpses and of mud
The voice of nations
the thick voice of blood
Next! Next!
Since then each woman I have taken into bed
they seem to lie in my arms
and they whisper in my head
Next! Next!

All the naked and the dead
could hold each other's hands
as they watch me dream at night
in a dream that nobody understands
and though I am not dreaming in a voice
grown dry and hollow
I stand on endless naked lines of the following and the followed
Next! Next!

One day I'll cut my legs off
I'll burn myself alive
I'll do anything to get out of life to survive
not ever to be next
Next! Next!
not ever
to be next, not ever...................