Biography:
The Incredible String Band (sometimes abbreviated as ISB) was a psychedelic folk band formed in Scotland in 1966. The band built a considerable following, especially within the British counterculture, before splitting up in 1974. The group's members are musical pioneers in psychedelic folk and, by integrating a wide variety of traditional music forms and instruments, in the development of world music. The group reformed in 1999 and continued to perform until 2006.
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- Jobs Tears
- Koeeoaddi There
- Little Cloud
- Log Cabin Home In The Sky
- Long Time Sun
- Lordly Nightshade
- Minotaurs Song
- No Sleep Blues
- October Song
- Painting Box
- Smoke Shovelling Song
- The Hedgehogs Song
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[Intro] F C F C Dm F C G7 C
[Verse 1]
F F7 F
Captured by Hitler with Oliver Twist in the tower
C F
Guards say: "Here's pens and paper, just sit down and work for an hour"
C Dm
O, Goodness, how can we escape? But it's not worthwhile
F C
All I can do is smile.
[Bridge]
Em B7
Down gallons of glandular corridors of the dark castle
G Dm
The pompous old bellman is tolling one bell
[Verse 2]
F F7 F
At bathtime the hippies in chains they are crossing the hall
C F
Where Hitler is making his new film about it all
C Dm
We slip trough a pew and escape but I just don't know
F C
All I can do is grow
[Chorus]
D C G C
Tell me more, what then
[Verse 3]
F F7 F
Down Main Street I go on a duffel-coat hoping instead
C F
For a little room, yawn, I'm so tired with this big bag of coal on my head
C Dm
It's a top hat I'm trying to sell or a lesson to learn
F C
Vaguely seeking some fire to burn
[Bridge]
Em B7 G Dm
While a group of middle-aged persons with dwarfish expressions and tinned conversations in Sunday blessed blue
[Verse 4]
F F7 F
Standing around for a photograph, watch the cuckoo
C F
Do you need any coal? But it doesn't appear that they do
C Dm
Then I offered my throat to the wolf but I just can't die
F C
All I can do is fly
[Instrumental] F C F C Dm F C G7 C
[Chorus]
D C G C
Tell me more, what then
[Verse 5]
F F7 F
Safe and secure in the skirts of the midsummer wood
C F
Cooking soup with stale words and fresh meanings it tastes so good
C Dm
The green wolf with his bunch of red roses is slinking away
F C
All on a summer's day.
[Verse 1]
F F7 F
Captured by Hitler with Oliver Twist in the tower
C F
Guards say: "Here's pens and paper, just sit down and work for an hour"
C Dm
O, Goodness, how can we escape? But it's not worthwhile
F C
All I can do is smile.
[Bridge]
Em B7
Down gallons of glandular corridors of the dark castle
G Dm
The pompous old bellman is tolling one bell
[Verse 2]
F F7 F
At bathtime the hippies in chains they are crossing the hall
C F
Where Hitler is making his new film about it all
C Dm
We slip trough a pew and escape but I just don't know
F C
All I can do is grow
[Chorus]
D C G C
Tell me more, what then
[Verse 3]
F F7 F
Down Main Street I go on a duffel-coat hoping instead
C F
For a little room, yawn, I'm so tired with this big bag of coal on my head
C Dm
It's a top hat I'm trying to sell or a lesson to learn
F C
Vaguely seeking some fire to burn
[Bridge]
Em B7 G Dm
While a group of middle-aged persons with dwarfish expressions and tinned conversations in Sunday blessed blue
[Verse 4]
F F7 F
Standing around for a photograph, watch the cuckoo
C F
Do you need any coal? But it doesn't appear that they do
C Dm
Then I offered my throat to the wolf but I just can't die
F C
All I can do is fly
[Instrumental] F C F C Dm F C G7 C
[Chorus]
D C G C
Tell me more, what then
[Verse 5]
F F7 F
Safe and secure in the skirts of the midsummer wood
C F
Cooking soup with stale words and fresh meanings it tastes so good
C Dm
The green wolf with his bunch of red roses is slinking away
F C
All on a summer's day.
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