GONG
"Angels Egg" (1973)

OTHER SIDE OF THE SKY
Words by Daevid Allen, Music by Tim Blake

To pass beyond the countless worlds
The eternal wheel
The ceaseless tides of selves
Ever passing away before your eyes...

All life's light that I've seen...
Here before me. . .

Hare hare supermarket!
Hare hare supermarket!
Hare hare hare supermarket!
Hare hare London bus!
Hare hare ladies' lavatory...
Hare hare hare hare hare hare...

SOLD TO THE HIGHEST BUDDHA
Words by Daevid Allen, Music by Mike Howlett

I'm zero the hero
And my head has floated away in the sky - don't know why
And now this spaceship headin' for me
I thought I was lost in the spaces and now all these faces...
And still I can't tell if it's really a spell or exactly what's happenin' to me...

Look out, we're being invaded!
Hang on to your hat, we're being raided!
And Captain Capricorn, that's who's behind it
If nothing's there to find, you know he'll find it

Hang on to your head
Hang on to your head
Hang on to your head
Hang on to your head...

It's a hassle you know to make rocket ships go to infinity
And I'm so sick of God and these bishops that talk of divinity
Now my head's feeling strange and my codpiece is starting to tremble
And that head in the sky there is starting to look like the devil...

Look out, we're being invaded!
Hang on to your hat, we're being raided!
Demons of the mind coming to get you
Until you're clean, the devil won't forget you...

Hang on to your head
Hang on to your head
Hang on to your head
Hang on to your head...

PROSTITUTE POEM
Words by Gilli Smyth, Music by Steve Hillage

It is night
It's not night
I'm happy
I'm not happy
I'm sad
I'm not sad
It's early
It's late
Je marche
Je marche pas

Bonsoir monsieur
Tu viens avec moi?
Tu viens mon chéri?
Oui monsieur, viens
Tu es prêt?
Viens...

Ça m'est égal
What do you want me to do?
Je veux - je veux pas
I touch you - et c'est dur monsieur
It's not like that
I'll show you...
Show you love... love...
Let me sink...
Ohhh...

Je dois manger - n'importe quoi
I break off the corner of your mind and eat it
I'm eating your mind
I'm eating your body
Viens ici ici
Come I want your body
Viens, viens faire l'amour
Faire l'amour
Faire l'amour

Come into my arms
I kiss your lips
You die
I want your body
I do not want your body
De quoi s'agit-il?
Bonne nuit - good night
Bonjour - mornin'
It's night - it's day
Its morning
C'est ça, non?

GIVIN MY LUV TO YOU
Words and Music
by Daevid Allen

I'm giving my love to you
Cos I only want to see you smile
You got nothing to lose
But the failure to choose
And you're turning into somebody new - meanwhile...

Oh no, give a dog a bone
Don't come thinkin' through the door
You won't forget us
Cos we will not let you
Cos we're lovin' you more and more

OILY WAY
Words by Daevid Allen, Music by Didier Malherbe and Daevid Allen

Now you're here and now you're Gong
Now you're back where you belong
Meet the wizard of the keys
And he'll reveal the mysteries
Of Angels' Eggs and Octave Doctors
Radio Gnome and Love Projectors
Then he'll point up in the sky
You will see the Teapots flying
Down the Oily Way...

Down the Oily Way you slide
Through the inner space you ride
Lots and lots of Pot-Head Pixies
Ridin' round in Teapot Taxies
On the Planet Gong they say
If everything goes wrong today
Fill your Teapot up with tea
Come and take a ride with me
Down the oily way...

Oily Way
Oily Way - it's not the milky way
Oily Way - it's not the only way
Oily Way - it's not the English way

Stop!
Wait!
Hey!
Look!
High in the sky, the world you remember
Scenes that we dreamed of
Time for the end of
Hate!
War!
Death!

You big daddy in your big sick city
Gotta choose to loose your games now

Now you're here and now you're Gong
But this ain't me that sings this song
For we the Gong Band it's enough
To be the instruments of love
On which the Octave Doctors play
That we be one and all as one with Gong
On earth and find again
The joys of going around the bend
Down the oily way

Oily Way
Oily Way - not the only way
Oily Way - it's not the only way
Oily Way - it's not the English way

LOVE IS HOW YOU MAKE IT
Words by Daevid Allen, Music by Pierre Moerlen

I left my body on my bed
I flew away inside my head
To dive right through the moon and find
A perfect world inside my mind
I want to take you there
Smiling through your hair

That is why I sing this song
And why there is a band called Gong
Voices in our heads are calling
Ringing bells and singing tales of
How this world could be
If only we could learn to melt together
Make such lovely weather

Maybe we will blow it like in bygone ages
Maybe we will make it if we care
You'll be there
We'll be there - love. . .

Love is how you live it
Love is how you give it
Love is how you make it
Love is how you take it
First you make it with your body
Everything you give to share
When you come together then you're
One with lovers everywhere, everywhere...

Give a little wink, give a little wink
You know...

You know just who the pot head pixies are
Have a little drink...

I NEVER GLID BEFORE
Words and Music
by Steve Hillage

The light gets stronger and all our eyes look yonder to see what's going on
But that's all right you'll soon be out of sight and surfing to the sun
The moonwheel's turning, the waves unfulling
you're learning you're Zero at the centre of the whirlpool

Your aquaman and in your hand is a watering, can I now or can I not believe it leave it to be
The fun gods winking and we're all blinking and thinking we're sinking in the sea
You're in your glider the tide you're riding inside her is turnin with the moony like the sky... boy

Okay, you're Mister Illusion
Smiling in all this confusion
Cos you're young today, tomorrow start to play
I'd just like to say

No I never
No I never ever ever glid before
I never - oh no

Last warning tide turning
Moon burning slow motion
Waves that you ride
Just to bolster your pride
But if it's love that you're after
The craft of a hero
Will vibe at your side as alone you may glide
With a tiny afterthought
Flashing as the planet calls

I never never glid before

Open up the veil and let us take a peep in
Thru the moon and diving deep we'll meet the whale
Where rides the captain submarine
Who told the tale of pixies green
That sends us kisses in the brain
And out-far planets never seen
Except by technicolour dream

I never never glid before

That's another story - now's the time to go and find
Yesterday, I climbed the tree
The planet was, I realized
One of the spots before my eyes
The cuppa tea - see