Back In The Day

by STEVE.E

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1.
Back In The Day Goin’ down the Gaumont on a Saturday mornin’, Gotta a tanner in me pocket What’s burnin a hole in… Hey you, four eyes, You snotty old herbert, Give yer me jubbly If yer give us some sherbert. Flash Gordon, Stingray, Back then in the day. Half a crown, yer feel like a king, Swinging down the road to a Beatle hymn. Goin’ down the market on a Sunday mornin’- I ‘av a cup of coffee, But I can’t stop yawnin’. Gonna see me mate Billy What comes from Whoppin’. I can’t dilly dally Gotta do me shoppin’ Who Doctor Dalek ray, Back then in the day. Take a look at London’s pride, Split by the river on either side. She’s coming down, He’s coming down I’m swanning round London town See ya in the Rose and Crown Make me a liar for a pound Goin’ down Clapham on a Friday evenin’, Get a skinful of bitter And a leery feeling. The band is really rockin’ And I can’t stop reelin’. But it’s hard to hit the floor When yer head is on the ceiling. Vindaloo take away Back then in the day. Cool Britannia rules the waves - But she’s seen much better days.
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03:08
The Junction Going down to Charing Cross. Gonna see my old boss. Gotta a package to deliver, Somewhere across the river. In the back of some old gaff, Where they keep things under wraps. Gotta meet a bloke called Jerry - Maybe dodgy, maybe very. Gotta get my motor running, Gotta get back over town. Gotta get my engine gunning Something is going down. Lost on the streets of London, Running red lights through Camden. It’s hard for my brain to function When it’s gone up the junction. I gotta get back east, See the beauty and the beast. She lives up by the common, Such a sweet loving woman. Gotta get my motor running, Gotta get back over town. Gotta get my motor running… It’s hard for my brain to function When it’s gone up the junction.
3.
02:53
Time to Kill I’ve got time on my hands, I’ve got time to kill. I’ve got no special plans And I guess I never will. Standing by my window, Watch the rain coming down - There’s a beautiful rainbow And the sunset wears a crown. I’ve got time to steal, I’ve got time to kill. But sometimes it feels like I swallowed a bitter pill. Gotta find a remedy Gotta find a remedy Gotta find a remedy To save my sanity I’ve got time on my hands, I’ve got time to kill. I’ve got no special plans And I guess I never will. Standing by my window, Watch the rain coming down - There’s a beautiful rainbow And the sunset wears a crown. I’ve got time to kill I’ve got time to kill kill I’ve got time to kill...
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03:26
Rainy Day It’s a rainy day in London town What are we gonna do Let’s go down the nearest tube And sing a tune or two Maybe we’ll get lucky Make a hat full of money Maybe even enough dosh To go out and get sloshed Mine’s a pint of London Pride It’s nice and warm here in the snug But outside it’s a rainy day If we pull the plug Will it drain away Cos outside it’s cold and grey Have another slug Troubles fade away It’s a rainy day in London town I’m waiting for the bus to come See that girl in the red raincoat Maybe she’ll be the one To keep me safe and warm Take me in from the storm And we’ll run so far away To where the sun shines all day I wanna get to the sunny side Catch a plane to southern Spain Where outside it’s a sunny day And the London rain stays far away Where outside it’s thirty in the shade In sunny Spain we got it made
5.
Cinematic Kid She’s the toast of the town, She got diamonds, she got the gown. She’s the queen of the screen - Always makes the scene. She’s a cinematic kid, (she moves alright), She’s a cinematic kid, (she stars all night), She’s a cinematic kid, (out of sight!) A cinematic kid! She’s the glitter in Tinsel Town, The big hitter they want around. But life is tough at the top, You can never stop. She’s a cinematic kid, (look what she did), She’s a cinematic kid, (into her id), She’s a cinematic kid, (blows her lid), A cinematic kid! She’s got the screaming abdabs, She’s got to get to rehab. Honey, it’s a wrap! She’s a cinematic kid (a photogenic girl), She’s a cinematic kid (quite a pearl), She’s a cinematic kid (in a whirl), A cinematic kid! She’s the toast of the town, She got diamonds, she got the gown. She’s the queen of the screen - Always makes a scene. She’s a cinematic kid, She’s a cinematic kid, She’s a cinematic kid, A cinematic kid!
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04:18
Little Bird Hey little bird! Why don’t you fly? There’s all that room Up in the sky. Hey little bird! Why don’t you fly? You’ve got the wings - You’ve got the sky. Don’t want see a caged bird kept in, Wanna see her taking wing And fly away so high Across the London sky. Fly away so high Across the sky. Granddad was a card And pigeons were his thing. He gave them names And he gave em a ring. Grandma said he loved ‘em more than her And one day she showed him the door And Granddad broke a wing, Couldn’t do his thing. Grandma said they could not stay, Pretty things must fly away. So Granddad let em fly Away across the sky. Granddad didn’t say much For ten years or more. Then one spring He heard a song at his door. Don’t want see a caged bird kept in, Wanna see her taking wing And fly away so high Across the London sky. Hey little bird! Time to fly - You’ve got the wings, You’ve got the sky. Hey little bird! Why don’t you fly? There’s all that room Up in the sky...
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03:21
Crazy I must be crazy, I must be mad To let you slide through my fingers like that Thought I had you in the palm of my hand How I let you go I will never understand Well, I guess it only goes to show I was crazy crazy to let you go How many teardrops can I cry Looks like a waterfall pouring from my eye How many regrets can I hold in my heart Before the whole damn thing breaks apart Well I guess it only goes to show I was crazy to let you go
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Time Of My Life I am young and I'm free. Got no flies buzzing around me. I can make a plan Build castles in the sand. You can kick em right back In my face, I don't mind Cos it's the time of my life. I like it here, I like it there Anywhere will do, I don't really care. Waiting in the rain for a girl who never came Well that’s ok, it's alright I ain't looking for a wife Cos it's the time of my life. Time, time, time keeps flashing on by, My oh my, see it fly. Time, time, time keeps ticking on But life is sweet, it's a bonbon, c’est bonne. C’est le temps de ma vie Mes amis
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04:31
Day Dream 5 o’clock, the sun is up, I dream that it’s an apricot. I take a bite dripping The juice down my chin. I kiss a dream girl on the lips Then wake up to my Weetabix - The dream fading And it’s growing dim So take a ride on the Northern line, Don’t be late, gotta be on time. But I think paradise Is just a dream away So take my advice And daydream all day. I wake up, the dream is gone, Oh,can I have another one? Alarm clocks are clanging In my tired head Take me back to the billows bright Where flying fish fly all night, And leave me here floating In my feather bed. But I think paradise Is just a dream away So take my advice And daydream all day. Flying high like a kite in the sky Old rocking horse rocks on by Temple bells are ringing At the break of day Alice stands by a minaret Trying to learn the alphabet, Turns to me smiling Then she fades away. So take a ride on the Northern line, Don’t be late, gotta be on time. But I think paradise Is just a dream away So take my advice And daydream all day.
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TRICK OF THE LIGHT In the misty morning of your childhood, Some dreams you can't escape - The angel’s waiting at your gate. The sun poured down like honey would, Anointed you with gold, Seemed like you could never grow old. It's not a trick of the light, It’s not a twist of fate. Do something right, Do something great - It’s never too late. You know your dreams can take on wings, And fly away beyond the sky - It's all here just standing by. It's not a trick of the light, It’s not a twist of fate. Do something right, Do something great - It’s never too late. Out there where the angel sings, Go to her, don't hesitate - It's your destiny, it's your fate. Not a trick of the light... And if you would stand by her side, Please leave your foolish pride, Hanging at the gate. Do something right, Do something great. It's not a trick of the light, It's not a twist of fate. It's never too late. Don’t hesitate, Do something great - It’s never too late...

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It was an incredible time for music. Prog rock was crashing in the New Wave. The 70s struggled to maintain the glamour of the 60s but economics bit deep, with a 3-day week and rubbish piling in the streets. The music became harsh and raw. Psychedelia bit the dust. All the flowers got ripped up. Punk Rock BURST in with the Sex Pistols, the Damned, the Clash...London was calling the tune. The times rocked with a new sound. Back in the Day is a cycle of songs of nostalgic retrospect, with a common theme of London. Stevee can be reminiscent of Squeeze in Mandies & Blues for instance, or 'Richard Ashcroft at his best' on Little Bird, and perhaps a bit of the Clash on the title track Back in the Day. Mix in there older influences such the Beatles and the Rolling Stones. Nevertheless, Stevee has his own voice, great lyrical skills, strong songwriting and a warm dynamic production.

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released March 28, 2017

ALL SONGS WRITTEN BY STEVE ELLIOTT
PRODUCED BY SASHA BADAJKOV

RECORDED AT MARS RECORDS, MOSCOW

ENGINEERED AND MIXED BY NIKOLAY LUKJANOV

MASTERED AT WOLK RECORDING STUDIOS, RIGA

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Steve Elliott - Vocals & Guitars
Sasha Badajkov - Guitars & Bass
Alexey Kravtsov, Peter Ivshin - Drums
Nikolay Moiseenko - Sax
Ruzanna Lukjanova - Backing Vocals

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Singer-songwriter from London. Advocate of real instruments & musicians all playing together at the same time. News, views and grooves at stevee.ru

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