Paul McCartney (73,17 %)
Band on the Run (70,17 %)
Released: 1973-12-05
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
3
Year (1973):
20
Decade (1970's):
174
Overall:
864
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1.
Band on the Run
 05:13
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2.
Jet
 04:09
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3.
Bluebird
03:24
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4.
Mrs. Vandebilt
04:41
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5.
Let Me Roll It
 04:50
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6.
Mamunia
04:50
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7.
No Words
 02:34
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8.
Helen Wheels
 03:47
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9.
Picasso's Last Words (Drink to Me)
05:49
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10.
Nineteen Hundred and Eighty-Five
05:28
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Album length:
44:45
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Lyrics |
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1.
Band on the Run
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Stuck inside these four walls, sent inside forever Never seeing no one nice again like you Mama you, mama you If I ever get out of here Thought of giving it all away To a registered charity All I need is a pint a day If I ever get out of here If we ever get out of here Well, the rain exploded with a mighty crash as we fell into the sun And the first one said to the second one there I hope you're having fun Band on the run, band on the run And the jailer man and Sailor Sam were searching everyone For the band on the run Band on the run Band on the run Band on the run Well, the undertaker drew a heavy sight seeing no one else had come And a bell was ringing in the village square for the rabbits on the run Band on the run, band on the run And the jailer man and Sailor Sam were searching every one For the band on the run Band on the run Band on the run Band on the run Well, the night was falling as the desert world began to settle down In the town they're searching for us everywhere but we never will be found Band on the run, band on the run And the County Judge, who held a grudge, will search forevermore For the band on the run Band on the run Band on the run Band on the run |
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2.
Jet
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Jet, Jet, Jet I can almost remember their funny faces That time you told them you were going to marrying soon And Jet, I thought the only lonely place was the moon Jet, Jet, Jet Was your father as bold as the sergeant major How come he told you that you were hardly old enough yet And Jet, I thought that the major was a lady suffragette Jet, Jet, Jet Ah Mater want Jet to always love me Ah Mater want Jet to always love me Ah Mater, much later Jet And Jet, I thought the major was a lady suffragette Jet, Jet Ah Mater want Jet to always love me Ah Mater want Jet to always love me Ah Mater, much later Jet With the wind in your hair of a thousand laces Climb on the back and we'll go for a ride in the sky And Jet, I thought that the major was a little lady suffragette Jet, Jet, Jet And Jet, you know I thought you was a little lady suffragette Jet A little lady My little lady, yes |
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3.
Bluebird
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Late at night when the wind is still I'll come flying through your door And you'll know what love is for I'm a bluebird I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird yeah, yeah, yeah I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird Yeah, yeah, yeah Touch your lips with a magic kiss And you'll be a bluebird too And you'll know what love can do I'm a bluebird I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird yeah, yeah, yeah I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird Yeah, yeah, yeah Bluebird, ah ha Bluebird, ah ha Bluebird Fly away through the midnight air As we head across the sea And at last we will be free You're a bluebird You're a bluebird, you're a bluebird, you're a bluebird yeah, yeah, yeah You're a bluebird, you're a bluebird, you're a bluebird Yeah, yeah, yeah Bluebird, ah ha Bluebird, ah ha Bluebird And at last we will be free Bluebird, you and me Bluebird, ah ha Bluebird, ah ha Bluebird All alone on a desert island We're living in the trees And we're flying in the breeze We're the bluebirds We're the bluebirds, we're the bluebirds Singing bluebird, ah ha Bluebird |
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4.
Mrs. Vandebilt
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Down in the jungle living in a tent You don't use money, you don't pay rent You don't even know the time 'cause you don't mind Ho Hey Ho... When your light is on the blink You never think of worrying What's the use of worrying? When your bus has left the stop You'd better drop your hurrying What's the use of hurrying? Leave me alone Mrs. Vandebilt I've got plenty of time of my own What's the use of worrying? What's the use of hurrying? What's the use of anything? Ho Hey Ho... What's the use of worrying? What's the use of hurrying? What's the use of anything? Ho Hey Ho... When your pile is one the wane You don't complain of robbery Run away don't bother me What's the use of worrying? What's the use of anything? Leave me alone Mrs. Washington I've done plenty of time on my own What's the use of worrying? What's the use of hurrying? What's the use of anything? Ho Hey Ho... |
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5.
Let Me Roll It
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You gave me something, I understand You gave me loving in the palm of my hand I can't tell you how I feel My heart is like a wheel Let me roll it Let me roll it to you Let me roll it Let me roll it to you I want to tell you and now's the time I want to tell you that you're going to be mine I can't tell you how I feel My heart is like a wheel Let me roll it Let me roll it to you Let me roll it Let me roll it to you You gave me something, I understand You gave me loving in the palm of my hand I can't tell you how I feel My heart is like a wheel Let me roll it Let me roll it to you Let me roll it Let me roll it to you |
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6.
Mamunia
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Mamunia, Mamunia, Mamunia Mamunia, Mamunia The rain comes falling from the sky To fill the stream that fills the sea And that's where life began for you and me So the next time you see rain it ain't bad Don't complain it rains for you The next time you see L.A. rainclouds Don't complain, it rains for you and me Mamunia, Mamunia, Mamunia Mamunia, Mamunia It might have been a bright blue day But rainclouds had to come this way They're watering everything that they can see A seed is waiting in the earth For rain to come and give it birth It's all he really needs to set him free So the next time you see L.A. rainclouds Don't complain, it rains for you So lay down your umbrellas Strip off your plastic macs You've never felt the rain, my friend Till you've felt it running down your back So the next time you see rain it ain't bad Don't complain it rains for you The next time you see L.A. rainclouds Don't complain, it rains for you and me Mamunia, Mamunia, Mamunia Mamunia, Mamunia |
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7.
No Words
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You want to give your love away And end up giving nothing I'm not surprised that your black eyes are gazing You say that love is everything And what we need the most of I wish you knew that's just how true my love was No words for my love You're burning love, sweet burning love It's deep inside You mustn't hide your burning love Sweet burning love, your burning love You want to turn your head away And someone's thinking of you I wish you'd see it's only me I love you No words for my love |
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8.
Helen Wheels
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Said farewell to my last hotel, it was never much kind of abode Glasgow town never brought me down when I was heading out on the road Carlisle city never looked so pretty and the Kendal freeway's fast Slowdown driver, want to stay alive, I want to make this journey last Helen, hell on wheels, ain't nobody else gonna know the way she feels Helen, hell on wheels, and they never gonna take her away M6 south down to Liverpool, where they play the west coast sound Sailor Sam he came from Birmingham, but he never will be found Doing fine when a London sign greets me like a long lost friend Mister Motor won't you check her out, she's got to take me back again Helen, hell on wheels, ain't nobody else gonna know the way she feels Helen, hell on wheels, and they never gonna take her away Got no time for a rum and lime I wanna get my right foot down Shake some dust off of this old bus I gotta get her out of town Spend the day upon the motorway where the carburettors blast Slow down, driver, wanna stay alive I wanna make this journey last Helen, hell on wheels, ain't nobody else gonna know the way she feels Helen, hell on wheels, and they never gonna take her away |
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9.
Picasso's Last Words (Drink to Me)
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The grand old painter died last night His paintings on the wall Before he went he bade us well And said goodnight to us all Drink to me, drink to my health You know I can't drink any more Drink to me, drink to my health You know I can't drink any more 3 o'clock in the morning I'm getting ready for bed It came without a warning But I'll be waiting for you baby I'll be waiting for you there Drink to me, drink to my health You know I can't drink any more Drink to me, drink to my health You know I can't drink any more Jet Ho Hey Ho... |
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Nineteen Hundred and Eighty-Five
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Oh, no one ever left alive In 1985, will ever do She may be right, she may be fine She may get love, but she won't get mine 'cause I got you Oh I, oh I Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff My little lady gets behind Ah, my mama said the time would come When I would find myself in love with you I didn't think, I never dreamed That I would be around to see it all come true Oh I, oh I Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff My little lady gets behind Oh, no one ever left alive In 1985, will ever do She may be right, she may be fine She may get love, but she won't get mine 'cause I got you Oh I, oh I Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff My little lady left behind |