Discoland / Wonderful Days / I Wanna Be A Hippy (Medley) [Live at Hampden Park] - Gerry Cinnamon

Hold on to my dreams, and I'll come find them in your room I reach out in thought, expect you working on a tune But you're tending to some flowers that have long ceased to bloom The fresh smell of cinnamon enlightens all the gloom Is that what you hang on to? Hold on to my memories and write 'em down for me You might find a friend in your neglected history And one day you might wanna dwell on all the distant years The steady smell of cinnamon can't make them disappear Or is that what you were hoping for? Another dreamless night Fixing you up Your favourite lullaby Silence Hold on to my words, and I'll come place them on your tongue The reason you recall them is 'cause you knew them all along Though somehow when you speak them now they sound all wrong The sun shines on the cinnamon floating from the bong Is that what it has come to? Another dreamless day Passing you by Strolling your time away Blind eyed Another dreamless daze I'm right behind Ready for when you wake I'm too kind Just too kind

She is a belter Different from the rest Diamonds on her finger And she always looks her best She is a gangster With a hundred mile stare When she walks Her feet don't touch the flair She is a belter She plays with lightning I'm a hundred miles high Dishing out the thunder Like a God inside the sky She is a dancer And she dances in my dreams Reminds me that the world Is not as evil as it seems She is a belter No happy endings Unless fairytales comes true But she looks like a princess And there's not much else to do I think I love her She gets underneath my skin But I've been stung a few times So I don't let no one in Not even belters She is a belter She is a belter She is a belter How can she reach me When I'm high above the shelf? Lost inside a smoke ring While I ponder tae myself Is she the answer To the question in my mind? Is happiness an option Or has love just turned me blind? Is she a belter? No happy endings Unless fairytales comes true But she looks like a princess And there's not much else to do I think I love her She gets underneath my skin But I've been stung a few times So I don't let no one in Not even belters She is a belter She is a belter She is a belter