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Dreamland is English rock singer Robert Plant's seventh solo album and the first with his band "Strange Sensation". It was released in July 2002.
lyrics :
Your breath is sweet
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky
Your back is straight your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lie
But I don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go.
To the valley below.
Your daddy he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw the blade
He oversees his kingdom
So no stranger does intrude
His voice it trembles as he calls out
For another plate of food.
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go.
To the valley below.
Your sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself
You've never learned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelf
And your pleasure knows no limits
Your voice is like a meadowlark
But your heart is like an ocean
Mysterious and dark.
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go.
To the valley below.
Dreamland is English rock singer Robert Plant's seventh solo album and the first with his band "Strange Sensation". It was released in July 2002.
lyrics :
Your breath is sweet
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky
Your back is straight your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lie
But I don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go.
To the valley below.
Your daddy he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw the blade
He oversees his kingdom
So no stranger does intrude
His voice it trembles as he calls out
For another plate of food.
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go.
To the valley below.
Your sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself
You've never learned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelf
And your pleasure knows no limits
Your voice is like a meadowlark
But your heart is like an ocean
Mysterious and dark.
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go.
To the valley below.










![Malcolm McLaren - Madame Butterfly
Malcolm Robert Andrew McLaren (22 January 1946 – 8 April 2010) was a British musician, impresario, visual artist, performer, clothes designer and boutique owner.
He was former manager of the Sex Pistols and the New York Dolls.
lyrics :
Back in Nagasaki I got married to Cho Cho San
That was her name in those days
And I was her man
Im going back to visit her
She got a problem
She got a little Cho Cho
Cho Cho San was her name
And this is her tale of woe
Take it away Cho Cho
[Foreign content]
Todays the day when I see clear
A tiny thread of smoke appears
Where blue skies fall upon the ocean
And shake this staid emotion
All the while I sing this song
I see a dot on the horizon
Growing bigger every second
Gleaming white in my direction
Who on earth can it be
Coming up the path for me?
What on earth will he say?
Shall I run to him or run away?
Freaking out, hes come to get me
My feet are stuck but just wont let me
Run to him do I dare?
Madam Butterfly dont blow it
Calling Butterfly, Madam Butterfly
Thats the name he used to give me
Hes my man till the day I die
Oh, sweet Butterfly, so sweet Butterfly
Shes waiting
Hell be back, I have faith in this love track
Pinkertons the name
Lieutenant Colonel Pinkerton, sir
U.S. Navy
Im a bounder
I married a Yankee girl
But I went back to visit old Japan
Where there she was, Cho Cho San
Gotta have something to believe in
My white honkey, I do miss him
Someday soon hell come around
Just to stop my nervous breakdown
Call me fool, call me stupid
Bend my arrow kill this cupid
Say it with me
Hell be back
I have faith in this love track
Calling Butterfly, Madam Butterfly
Thats the name he used to give me
Hes my man till the day I die
Oh, sweet Butterfly, so sweet Butterfly
Shes waiting
Hell be back, I have faith
[Foreign content]
Cho Cho San
My little wife
My sweet butterfly
Thats the name Ill give her
When I return
[Foreign content]
Little sweet sweet Butterfly
I hear him crowing faintly
He thinks Im just still sweet sixteen
I guess Ill tease him gently
Calling Madam Butterfly
His angel plucked right from the sky
Hide my baby in mystic places
I feel the fear that I might die
Right in his arms and his embraces
Softly kissing my eyelashes
Got no right, no right to doubt it
Aint no doubt, no doubt about it
Call me fool, call me stupid
Bend this arrow kill this cupid
I have faith Ill always pray
My white honkeys here to stay
Calling Butterfly, Madam Butterfly
Butterfly, Butterfly have no fear
Ill be back to wipe your tears
Oh, sweet Butterfly, so sweet Butterfly
Shes waiting
Ill wait for him with unshakable faith
Hell be back
[Foreign content]
Hell be back
Ill be back Malcolm McLaren - Madame Butterfly](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/tIOQJTi7TKE/mqdefault.jpg)