Abandon

Ian Gillan (vcl), Roger Glover (bss), Jon Lord (kbr), Steve Morse (gtr) and Ian Paice (drm).
Recorded at Greg Rike studios in Orlando, Florida, during 1997/1998. Mixed at Platinum Post studios in Orlando, Florida. Engineered and mixed by Darren Schneider. Mastered by Greg Calbi.
Produced by Deep Purple/Roger Glover.
Europe May 1998 EMI Switzerland 7243-4-95306-2-1 [1CD]

Any Fule Know That
Almost Human
Don't Make Me Happy
Seventh Heaven
Watching the Sky
Fingers to the Bone
Jack Ruby
She Was
Whatsername
'69
Evil Louie
Bludsucker


Any Fule Know That

by Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Steve Morse and Ian Paice
If you're in the right city at the right time 
What's the last thing going through your mind 
Not talking 'bout your, ask no questions, you know it's a lie 
You're just a victim of a corporate crime 
All the signs of a shark attack 
You've got rivers of blood on the streets, don't look back 
Nothing personal, just another snack 
'N Harley said you're better off sticking to your guns 
Any fule kno that 

Oh Moronica Queen of the Biz 
And her friend Flash Harry thinks he knows what it is 
Tin Pan Alley Fat Head Larry don't know shit 
Just trying to keep her happy 
There's no laughing in heaven, not the one, not the seven 
And you'll never get to heaven in her row boat 
Pea brain pisser, dog breath kisser 
'N Harley said you're better off sticking to your guns 
Any fule kno that 
Any fule kno that 
Any fule kno that 

Oooh... 
Won't it be nice 
When everything falls into place 

Salad days go a-tickling by 
Have a high time, burn money in the meantime 
They bleed you dry 
Those suckers are smaller than life 
Oh Moronica Queen of the Biz 
And her friend Flash Harry thinks he knows what it is 
Tin Pan Alley Fat Head Larry don't know shit 
I'm better off sticking to my guns 
Any fule kno that 
Any fule kno that 
Any fule kno that 

Oooh... 
Won't it be nice 
When everything falls into place 

Danny went down to the river one day 
Didn't come back, that's the last, they say 
We ever saw of him, that's no lie 
Spitting in your eye, have no fear 
You don't want the truth 
Stick your finger in your ear 
Any fule kno that 
Any fule kno that 
Any fule kno that
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Almost Human

by Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Steve Morse and Ian Paice
Well, I know you're the only one that understands 
Afore ye go, before you leave 
You always shake my hand 
Even when I'm crazy 
On fire and naked 
Just as Nature intended 
No style and easily blended 

You always know where I'll be found 
I'm hanging somewhere near the ground 
Help me up or help me down 

Don't want to lose those days 
When everything is just a haze 
I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming 

I believe I could walk before I learned to crawl 
And when I look up, the Devil's looking back 
From the mirror on the wall 
You can open the door 
I got my feet stuck to the floor 
I may have lost my way 
But I didn't get where I am today 

You always know where I'll be found 
I'm hanging somewhere near the ground 
Help me up or help me down 

Don't want to lose those days 
When everything is just a haze 
I'm dreaming 

You spin into my empty room 
And once again I'm almost human 
Almost human 

You always know where I'll be found 
I'm hanging somewhere near the ground 
Help me up or help me down 

Don't want to lose those days 
When everything is just a haze 
I'm dreaming 

You spin into my empty room 
And once again I'm almost human 
Almost human
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Don't Make Me Happy

by Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Steve Morse and Ian Paice
You stare into the room, nothing there but space 
No sign of any message has gone without a trace 
I don't want your pity, if that's what you think 
I'll take my comfort from this hole (that) I'm sinking in 

Waste my time, drink my wine, take my money 
That's alright, I don't mind but don't try to be funny 
No 

Don't make me good 
Don't make me mad 
Don't make me fly 
Don't make me happy 
Don't make me happy 

It's nice here in this room, you would like it, yes you would 
It's got a bed, two chairs and a table, and I'd leave here if I could 
There's a man standing up oh who's down on his knees 
And outside the cold wind sends a shiver through the trees 

On the line, left behind, under pressure 
It's so bad, let me be, I don't want to get better 
No 

Don't make me good 
Don't make me mad 
Don't make me fly 
Don't make me happy 
Don't make me happy 
Oh oh 

I don't care what you think but think about this 
Could have been someone else, beware of what you wish 
Now the door is closed, locked and sealed 
And now you think you know how rejection feels 
Ooh wooh 

Waste my time, drink my wine, take my money 
That's alright, I don't mind but don't try to be funny 
No 

Don't make me good 
Don't make me mad 
Don't make me fly 
Don't make me happy 
Don't make me happy
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Seventh Heaven

by Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Steve Morse and Ian Paice
I've been to places where the sun goes down each night 
And never rises 
I've been to places in a dark room where we played 
With our disguises 

Heaven, I'm in heaven 
I'm in seventh heaven now 
Seventh heaven 

It was a dream, I heard a voice, I put it down 
To wishful thinking 
It was a dream, a silent scream out of the blue 
A new beginning 

Heaven, I'm in heaven 
I'm in seventh heaven now 
Seventh heaven 

And then I fell upon a stroke of luck that led 
To my good fortune 
And then I fell upon my knees and gently kissed 
The ground you walk on 

Aaaah oh yeah 
I'm in seventh heaven now 
Seventh heaven
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Watching the Sky

by Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Steve Morse and Ian Paice
I sit here alone 
I sit here alone 
I look at the walls 
Look at the walls 
Look at the walls 
I look at the walls 

You shouldn't be out on your own 
Oh no, not with a condition like that 
Oh no, sir, constant care 
A condition like that, a condition so rare 
A penny for the guy, a penny for your thoughts 
One a penny, two a penny, penny in your pocket 
Ding dong bell, who can tell 
Wild Man Fisher got nothing on me 

I sit by the water 
I sit by the water 
Watch it go by 
I'm watching the sky 
Clouds going by 
I'm watching the sky 

I left my luggage at the station 
Didn't know how to say goodbye 
I walked away from all the fury and the madness 
And the fury and the madness 
And the fury and the madness 
Woaah 

I smile to myself 
I smile to myself 

You're on the blind side, I'm on the other side 
Now I'm on the outside looking for another side 
Upside down side, I'm still lucid 
Maybe crazy but I'm not stupid 
Try to get out, the parking lot's full 
No matter, no matter 
What's a man going to do? 
One two buckle my shoe 
Zip my lip
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Fingers to the Bone

by Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Steve Morse and Ian Paice
Everything went wrong, I'm sorry boys, I have to let you go 
Ah we've had some hard times and the long rain, it didn't show 
Hired hands, I've seen them come and go but you don't come much better 
Ah today's Blue Monday, I just got a bad news letter 

This day has come, the darkest cloud on our horizon 
My hands are tied down to that promise note I signed upon 
Always been this way, it's the poor man who gets hurt 
And all you ever work for is to leave your footprints in the dirt 

You work your fingers to the bone 
You work your fingers to the bone 
You work your fingers to the bone 

The deed is done, the fruit will fall to someone else's hand 
That's how the land lies, now we all know where we stand 
You'll have to walk away, don't let them see you running 
Ah today's Blue Monday and I should've seen it coming 

You work your fingers to the bone 
You work your fingers to the bone 
Ah your fingers to the bone 

If sweat and tears were all it took to make this valley green 
Ah we'd be alright but now it's gone, they've taken everything 
They say it's just an act of God and that's the way the ill wind blows 
You've got thirty days to pack your bags, say goodbye, hit the road 

You work your fingers to the bone 
You work your fingers to the bone 
You work your fingers to the bone 

You work your fingers to the bone
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Jack Ruby

by Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Steve Morse and Ian Paice
Ah there's no method in my madness, no craft, no guile 
No expertise, no self assuring smile 
No wizardry or witchcraft, no crass deceit 
No dark conspiracies, I stand on my own two feet 
I'm coming through just like Jack Ruby-yeah-hey 

And I'm ragged around the edges but I got control 
There's no way around it and I got control 
I reach out for my program, still got control 
Straight down to business, who needs control 
I've got panache just like Jack Ruby 

I don't beg forgiveness, I don't beg at all 
And I beg to differ 'cos I got the ball 
There was no invitation, you're not the type 
And what's gone, it ain't worth having, kiss it all goodbye 
Right on the money just like Jack Ruby-yeah-hey
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She Was

by Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Steve Morse and Ian Paice
She was, she was 
She was, she was 
Oh she was 
She was all that she said she was 
She was all that she said she was 

I couldn't want for more but all I want is more 
I just want her more and more and more and more and more 
But she's untouchable 
And I lay my head down, I lay my head down 
And then she's lovable 

Who were you with last night? 
I said, Who were you with last night? 
Were you thinking of me? 
And where you thinking of me? 
Unforgivable sin, unforgivable sin, unforgivable 
You're untouchable 

And I lay my head down 
I lay my head down 

She coming my way 
Oh she coming my way 
I don't know what to say 
She coming my way 
She fading away 
She fading away 

Yeah I lay my head down 
I lay my head down 

She coming my way 
Oh she coming my way 
I don't know what to say 
She coming my way 
Now she's fading away 
She fading away 

She was, she was 
She was, she was 
She's fading away 
She's fading away 
She's fading away
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Whatsername

by Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Steve Morse and Ian Paice
Unforgettable face, I can't think of her name 
It's on the edge of my tongue, gathering dust in the back of my brain 
Something 'bout the way she ignores me that's vaguely familiar 
Makes you wonder what it was you ever did to thrill her 

Here we go again 
Here we go again 
Here I go again 

I never felt the need to soothe her savage breast 
She never felt obliged to tell me of her change of address 
Caught me on a downward swing but I fell through her arms 
And how could I be so careless, I never meant to go so far 

Here we go again 
Here we go again 
Here I go again 

Oh she's back in town 
Oh she's back in town 
I'm not leaving 
I'm running away 

She took it all away, now she's back for the rest 
Took it all too easy, wouldn't settle for less 
She doesn't know what she wants but she knows how to get it 
Ah I can't remember the time, she never let me forget it 

Here we go again 
Here we go again 
Here I go again 

Oh Whatsername's back in town 
Oh she's back in town 
I'm not leaving 
I'm running away 

Oh she's back in town 
Oh she's back in town 
I'm not leaving 
I'm running away
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'69

by Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Steve Morse and Ian Paice
Waoh Flying through the night in a beat up wagon 
A mike stand up my jacksy 
And give me a beer and I'll stand on a chair 
And slip into something sexy 
Waoh The Black Cat Woolwich, The Tiger's Head, The Cafe des Artistes 
The Revolution and the Bag O' Nails, I'll see you down the Speak' 

Well your Ma said you slept real good in your food last night 
But you couldn't hold it down 
But you broke up a real good fight 
Ligging at the Old Marquee, spinning Jack a line 
Even he knew better than me in sixty nine 

Sixty nine, sixty nine 
Sixty nine, sixty nine 

On the road to Paradiso 
Back of your head, got to pay some dues 
Rugged looked down 
As the Thames swallowed his life at the Boathouse, Kew 
Hot girls, no AC, cheap TV, sleep on the floor 
Hallelujah, what's a roadie, hush my baby sleep no more 

Your Ma said you slept real good in your food last night 
You couldn't hold it down 
But you broke up a real good fight 
Ligging at the Old Marquee, spinning Jack a line 
Even he knew better than me in sixty nine
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Evil Louie

by Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Steve Morse and Ian Paice
Some say the state of Texas 
Could accommodate the entire human population 
Five point six billion versions of the truth under one roof 
(Some) revelation 
Take a bit of this, give a bit of that 
Put it in a blender, pull it out a hat 
And there's no going back, it's a lie, it's a fact 
Has the cat got your tongue? 
Been too long in the sun? 
There's dust on your tracks 
There's no going back 

Come to think of it's a load of monkeys 
Every time you listen to your sun kissed lover's words 
Evil Louie is tomorrow's sadness 
It's a game of madness in a perfect world 

Some would say French cuisine's more appealing 
Than a cold drink, burgers and fries 
Some have said that a pillar of society 
An upright citizen's incapable of lust and crime 
Take a bit of this, give a bit of that 
Put it in a blender, pull it out a hat 
But he don't stand a change with his pants around his ankles 
Has the cat got your tongue? 
Too long in the sun? 
There's dust on your tracks 
There's no going back 

Come to think of it's a load of monkeys 
Every time you listen to your sun kissed lover's words 
Evil Louie is tomorrow's sadness 
It's a game of madness in a perfect world 

Come to think of it's a load of monkeys 
Every time you listen to your sun kissed lover's words 
Evil Louie is tomorrow's sadness 
It's a game of madness, game of madness 

Come to think of it's a load of monkeys 
Every time you listen to your sun kissed lover's words 
Evil Louie is tomorrow's sadness 
It's a game of madness in a perfect world
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Bludsucker

Ritchie Blackmore, Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord and Ian Paice
Got a black breast Chinese eyes 
Got an English brain that's gonna make me wise 
Got a long story that I want to tell 
To a rhythm that I know so well 
Really got a lot of loving that I want to give 
Baby I'm a mystery but you know I got to live 
I tried another, she didn't want to know 
Oh no no no 

Take a hold now if you can 
Take a lesson from a hard loving man 
I'm a long way from where I want to go 
Guess I'll stay a while, I really love you so 
How's about another sip of all the wine you've got 
Take a tip from me and give it here, I'll drink the lot 
I'm not a winey, I'm putting on a shoe 
Woah no no no 

You really grab me but I gotta move 
Before they know I'm here and spread the news 
Maybe in while when I move around 
I can find a way to pay you back your twenty pounds 
Really got a lot of loving that I want to give 
Baby I'm a mystery but you know I got to live 
I tried another, she didn't wanna know 
Woah no no no 

Woooah 
Got a black breast Chinese eyes 
Got an English brain that's gonna make me wise 
Got a long story that I want to tell 
To a rhythm that I know so well 
Really got a lot of loving that I want to give 
Baby I'm a mystery but you know I got to live 
I tried another, didn't want to know 
Woah no no no 
Woh no no no 
Woah no 
Wooah
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