Never heard the song before but I like it. That is so David Byrne and Brian Eno.

I've got the CD from back in the 80s My Life In the Bush of Ghost with eno/Byrne. This song isn't on it.

It was on their 2nd album "Everything That Happens Will Happen Today" Which was released about 25 years after the one you have.




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"Most people would die sooner than think; in fact, they do." - Bertrand Russell


"Morality is doing what is right, regardless of what you are told. Religion is doing what you are told, regardless of what is right.


If I do not answer you .... nothing personal, I just have you on ignore.

Interesting. Last night I went off to youtube and watched some old Eno/Ferry/Roxy Music early 70s shows. That was pretty groundbreaking for the time.

I got this on vinyl, cassette, and DVD. also converted it to mp3. the record was basically an ep.

 

 

bout time, Dave.

John Cale and Brain Eno's album Wrong Way Up has been in all my play lists continously for over 20 years now.  I just never get tired of it.  In fact I hope they play Empty Frame at my funeral.

Wha? I take back half that stuff I said about you over in NSR, Zoos. Maybe there's hope?

The bass player was with Joe Cocker at Woodstock

This was always on my play list in my insane days.

Sing along.
Looking for a friend, looking everywhere
Walked along the boulevard, the boulevard of friends
All those mild mannered friends I've got
They're careless and they fall down
All over the place, all over town
I don't want them talking to me

'Cause I'm leaving it, leaving it, leaving it up to you
Have to leave it, leave it, leave it up to you

All the buildings are breaking down
Like the whispering in your heart
And it's sordid how life goes on
When I could take you apart
And if you give me half a chance
I'd do it now, I'd do it now, right now, you fascist
I know we could all feel safe like Sharon Tate
We could give it all up, we could give, give, give it all up
And the newspapers, oh the newspapers
They'd be listening, listening to me giving it to you
And the radio, what about the radios?
They'd be listening to me giving it to you

Right mama, damn right mama

I hear hissing, I hear hissing in the distance
I hear the tanks crawling
They're crawling over the hill, they're crawling over the hill
Like rattlesnakes in the desert sun
They're blistering up my spell, they're blistering it up
They're breaking it up, they're breaking up my spell
And what else is there, what else have I got?
What else have I got but that spell?

Ah, leaving it, leaving it, I'm leaving it up to you
Leaving it, leaving it, leaving it up to you
Leaving it, leaving it, leaving it in the cloakroom for you

I've got to give it up, I've got to give it up, give it up
Up, up, give it up

I can't take it