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Lyrics to "The Great Roy Harper"

Discussion in 'General' started by john smalley, Aug 25, 2015.

  1. john smalley

    john smalley I've got a zappy little nappy

    Does anyone know these please?
     
  2. MattJ

    MattJ I've got a zappy little nappy

    Who did this song? (First I've heard of it)
     
  3. john smalley

    john smalley I've got a zappy little nappy

    It is sung by Roy himself !
    I came across an mp3 of this quite by accident about 8 years ago. Very poor quality and clearly not a studio version.
    Never seen this listed in any discography. May be Roy may elaborate on this !
     
  4. SteveT

    SteveT Gracing the Bahamas in see through pyjamas

  5. john smalley

    john smalley I've got a zappy little nappy

    I should add that I cannot envisage this is sung by anyone else.
    Many thanks. I am amazed. Still, I would still like to know the lyrics.
     
  6. MattJ

    MattJ I've got a zappy little nappy


    So, never officially released on vinyl or CD, or any compilations then. That would explain why then.
     
  7. MattJ

    MattJ I've got a zappy little nappy

  8. Barry

    Barry Computer stained fingers

    It is by Adam Leonard and was available on the Splinters cd from this forum or its predecessor.
     
  9. Dr_Doom_The_Optimist

    Dr_Doom_The_Optimist In a beautiful rambling mess

    Open your eyes
    Ingratiate, don’t scarper
    Open your eyes
    I’m the great Roy Harper

    My feet are firmly on the ground but my mind is off at the speed of sound
    White scarf and plastic beer floating through the troposphere

    My heart is clearwood, strong as oak. I’m not rock, not pop, not folk
    A rolling guitar gladiator, more bite than an alligator

    Open your ears
    Listen up, I’m sharper
    Open your ears
    To the great Roy Harper

    I like to have slow sections with insightful reflections of life
    But watch out I turn serious, thoughts become mysterious and rife

    At school they’d say “Now stop that Roy. What we gonna do with that Harper boy?”
    Only wanted to be a star, evolved into a human coup d'etat

    No song of mine would be complete without fast stuff to increase the heat
    Slightly noisy one must concede, but I won’t be happy ‘til your ears bleed

    This is it! This is it! The obligatory fast bit.

    My feet are on the ground tonight but my mind is off at the speed of light
    White scarf and plastic beer floating through the troposphere

    Open your mind
    Here I come running starkers
    Through your brain
    I remain Roy Harper
     

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