The Zombies - She's Not There (clip)

The Music You Need

Sugar Sweet

> Quod tibi, hoc alteri, ne alteri quod non vis tibi.

At the root of all state power’s might
Lie cannibal principles, old:
The golden rule dressed up as right,
Morals princes and kings uphold.
What suits Jove is pleased as can be—
Not so for the ox, it is plain.
But the leaden font’s decree
Is tattooed in the brain—
In each vein.

Do as I do!
Repeat after me!
Dash!!!
Stretch your arms in a ragged span,
Warm by fire, wash in the ash,
Each with a fair share— loss and victory— as man.

At the heart of every law,
Be it precedent, dogma’s decree—
An idol from icons of yore,
Peering into you and me.
Frost, when it passes the pools,
Turns all into shards of ice.
A law must be earned as a rule—
By each simple soul’s sacrifice.

Do as I do!
Repeat after me!
Blame!!!
It suits us well—death, a gift for the brother.
The garden of pleasures, the triptych of shame—
Three fates for three—scarred, living, one after another.

All morals begin, in the end,
With fortune’s sardonic sneer.
We did not write the tablets, my friend—
They were read aloud for us to hear.
One stencil fits all to the wall—
The law the same for all blood.
They say Al Capone, enthralled,
Heard his sentence—and wept where he stood.

Do as I do!
Repeat after me!
Growl!!!
Clamp the golden bit in your teeth.
It will be well soon, just wait, dear soul—
Who’s last for the ferry beneath?—
I’ll follow foul.

The Golden Law

Riding With The King

Come Rain or Come Shine

When My Heart Beats Like a Hammer

Me and Mr. Johnson

Me and the Devil Blues

Live in San Diego

Little Wing (with J.J. Cale) (Live at Ipayone Center, San Diego, CA, 3/15/2007)

Blues Brother

Boogie Chillen

Live In Warsaw

Got My Mojo Working

Time Is Marching

Dimples

Baby, Please Don't Go

When My Heart Beats Like a Hammer

Eric Clapton