collection of previously unreleased tracks GYPSY (Mick Box/David Byron) (1970) Very 'Eavy Very 'Umble 1989, live for Central TV I was only seventeen I fell in love with gypsy queen She told me: "Hold on" Her father was the leading man Said: "You're not welcome on our land" And then as a foe, told me to go He took me to a little shack And put a whip across my back Then told her: "Leave me" I was after quite a time Came back with her on my mind Sweet little girl, she means all the world Oh, I want my gypsy queen Will she still be torn between Her father and lover One day I will go to him Strong enough to fight and win The kind of man that he'll understand JULY MORNING (David Byron/Ken Hensley) (1971) Look At Yourself 1989, live for Central TV There I was on a July morning Looking for love With the strength of a new day dawning And the beautiful sun At the sound of the first bird singing I was leaving for home With the storm and the night behind me And a road of my own With the day came the resolution I'll be looking for you la, la, la... I was looking for love in the strangest places There wasn't a stone that I left unturned I must have tried more than a thousand faces But not one was aware of the fire that burned In my heart, in my mind, in my soul la,la,la MR. MAJESTIC (Phil Lanzon) 1989, live for Central TV Mister Majestic fires a gun Mister Majestic He got a lie on his tongue You can't help but listen He got a way with words Don't ask useless questions Unless you want to Leave this world Madam Odessa carries a knife Across to the jailhouse In her pretty style She ain't looking out for business She got a way with words She is gonna take that man For what he done to her This was how the West was won Lawless and unruly Now I guess what's done, is done She took her old man in cold blood He hit the deck With that si-si-si-sickening thud Life was cheap, that's what we Always heard about It was over something stupid They could have talked it out This was how the West was won Lawless and unruly Now I guess what's done, is done Billy thought that Billy was right Where is the killer, nobody knows He's waiting in the dark saloon For night to close He tried to cheat At the gambling table A stranger pulls and fires As he falls he sees the stranger is Madam in disguise This was how the West was won ... LADY IN BLACK (Ken Hensley) (1971) Salisbury 1989, live for Central TV She came to me one morning One lonely Sunday morning Her long hair flowing in the midwinter wind I know not how she found me For in darkness I was walking And destruction lay around me From a fight I could not win... Ah ah She asked me name my foe then I said the need within some men To fight and kill their brothers Without thought of love or God And I begged her to give me horses To trample down my enemies So eager was my passion To devour this waste of life... Ah ah But she would not think of battle that Reduces men to animals So easy to begin And yet impossible to end For she's the mother of our men Who counselled me so wisely then I feared to walk alone again And asked if she would stay Oh, lady lend your hand outright And let me rest here at your side Have faith and trust in peace she said And filled my heart with life There is no strength in numbers Have no such misconception But when you need me Be assured I wont be far away... Ah ah Thus having spoke she turned away And though I found no words to say I stood and watched until I saw her black coat disappear My labour is no easier But now I know I'm not alone I'll find new heart Each time I think upon that windy day And if one day she comes to you Drink deeply from he words so wise Take courage from her as your prize And say hello for me ... Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah EASY LIVIN' (Ken Hensley) (1972) Demons And Wizards 1988, from album Live in Moscow This is a thing I've never known before It's called easy livin' This is a place I've never seen before And I've been forgiven Easy livin' and I've been forgiven Since you've taken your place in my heart Somewhere along the lonely road I had tried to find ya Day after day on the windy road I had walked behind ya Easy livin and I've been forgiven Since you've taken your place in my heart Waiting, watching Wishing my whole life away Dreaming, thinking Ready for my happy day And some easy livin'! Somewhere along the lonely road I had tried to find you Day after day on the windy road I had walked behind you Easy livin' and I've been forgiven Since you've taken your place in my heart Easy livin' and I've been forgiven Since you've taken your place in my heart TOO SCARED TO RUN (Mick Box/Bob Daisley/Peter Goalby/Lee Kerslake/John Sinclair) (1982) Abominog 1988, alternate live version from Moscow concerts, previously unreleased Too scared I could not run I could not make a sound Lights were flashing My whole life passing My feet were stuck to the ground Too light to call it night Too dark to call it day Too scared to stay and fight Too scared to run away Too scared to run Too scared to run away So scared I could not move I could not make a sound There were people running People shouting Flashes all around To scared I could not think My eyes could not scarcely see My heart was racing My legs were shaking They could not carry me CORINA (Mick Box/Phil Lanzon/Bernie Shaw) 1988, alternate live version from Moscow concerts, previously unreleased You're too vain, you're insane You think the world will stop turning 'Cause you ain't around Blind eyes, cheap lines You got the whole band playing But you don't hear the sound Your venom pen Will never poison me I won't be sticking round that long Corina, what's this talk of glory Between the sheets in halls of fame Corina, just a hard luck story Bratpack fever Running through your brain Your fast cars, rock stars You were seen at the party But you weren't even there False name, the same game Somebody's minding your business You don't even care You think it's all Some kind of circus ride You think that someone's Keeping score SPLIT IMAGE (Mick Box/Lee Kerslake/John Sinclair/Peter Goalby/Bob Daisley) (1985) Equator 1985, video single for a soundtrack It's the same old line People get to you if they can They take what they find They will change you mind They will fit you into their play And then one day you'll wake up As somebody else Someone they advented A split image Don't let them burn you Split image Don't let them turn you Split image Just keeps comin' back Comin' back, comin' back To who you are And the wrong get born And the right ones just stay away What he's livin' for If the wrong get born And we don't have a word to say And it's so hard to wake up Or in right groove A crack in the mirror He's come... Remember who you are PLAYING FOR TIME (Box/Sinclair/Kerslake/Daisley/Goalby) (1983) Head First 1983, from Ridge Farm sessions, previously unreleased Try, you get a roll of heartacche Hear it and you're with my mind I've played with fire, burned my fingers Now I'm gonna take my time You don't have to shout about it Can't you see it obvious Feel it's getting close to comfort Why you make me search no more Take your time with what you're doin' I can see the stage appear Seized and held it on before her Don't you understand my fear Can't you see the time will tell us How it's gonna always be You can wrap me around your finger And that ain't no mystery Playing for time That's all I can do I'm playing for time Before I fall in love with you You can push me every which way Hey I got no place to pull Yes we'll do no rule devotions When you fax the ace??? Hold on, that is what the games go And I want the nibble now You can get to dream about it I won't do it anyhow Playing for time That's all I can do Playing for time Before I fall in love Playing for time That's all I wanna do Playing for time Before I fall in love Break it off! Oh you, don't have to shout about it Can't you see it obvious Feel it's getting close for comfort Why you make me search your bus Travel down the road of heartache Hear it in your with my mind Played with fire, burned my fingers Now I'm gonna take my time Playing for time Before I fall in love with you Playing for time That's all I want to do Playing for time Before I fall Playing for time All I wanna do Playing for time (vocal ad lib to end) VALLEY OF KINGS (Mick Box/Bob Daisley/Peter Goalby/Lee Kerslake/John Sinclair) (1982) Abominog 1983, from Ridge Farm sessions, previously unreleased I've been thinking about her I've been thinking of how to show you I've been thinking it over I've been thinking of how to show you Ooh...my love You...my love I've been thinking about you I've been thinking of how to show you I've been thinking it over I've been of how to show you Ooh...my love You...my love Ain't no secret Yes, it's true I don't know what I'd do Ain't no secret Yes,it's true I'd be lost without you Ain't no secret Yes, it's true I'd be lost without you Well I do I've been thinking it over I've been thinking of how to show you I've been thinking it over I've been thinking of how to show you You...my love You...my love In the Valley of Kings In the Valley of Kings In the Valley of Kings In the Valley of Kings I'M ALIVE AGAIN (Box/Sinclair/Kerslake/Daisley) (1982) Abominog 1983, from Ridge Farm sessions, previously unreleased So many questions So many lies Truth has been hidden Behind your eyes But I'll survive Oh, I'm alive Look for the answers Try to understand Fight when you have to Run if you can But I'll survive Yeah, I'm alive Look closely at the stars I'm a man of broken dreams But I'm alive again Oh yeah, I can bleed I'm a man of broken dreams When I'm alive again Oh yeah, come see me bleed I'm a man of broken dreams But I'm alive again Don't take no prisoners That's what you said I was burned, I was broken Lost and left for dead But I'll survive Oh, I'm alive Look closely at the stars I'm a man of broken dreams But I'm alive again Oh yeah, I can bleed I'm a man of broken dreams But I'm alive again Oh yeah, I'm alive again I'm alive again Come see me bleed I'm alive again I'm alive again PACIFIC HIGHWAY (Phil Lanzon/Bernie Shaw) 1987, studio demo recording and mix, previously unreleased Tryin' to make it back To my old home town I've been driving since The break of dawn Got a feeling like a fever Burning in my brain When I see her It'll be all gone Pacific highway Getting nearer now And I feel like The dream is coming true Pacific highway Getting closer now I don't need directions To find my way back to you Take another turning On the old creek road Making sure I don't get lost I'm hoping to hell My taco's reading right Get ahead no matter What the cost Tryin' to take it easy On the old home stretch But city limits come into sight I'm getting ready for my Betty God how I missed that girl We're rock-n-rollin' Through the night I don't need directions To find my way back to you I only got five more miles, yeah Only four more miles, yeah I only got three miles, two miles One mile to go MR. MAJESTIC (Phil Lanzon) 1987, studio demo recording and mix, previously unreleased Mister Majestic fires a gun Mister Majestic He got a lie on his tongue You can't help but listen He got a way with words Don't ask useless questions Unless you want to Leave this world Madam Odessa carries a knife Across to the jailhouse In her pretty style She ain't looking out for business She got a way with words She is gonna take that man For what he done to her This was how the West was won Lawless and unruly Now I guess what's done, is done She took her old man in cold blood He hit the deck With that si-si-si-sickening thud Life was cheap, that's what we Always heard about It was over something stupid They could have talked it out This was how the West was won Lawless and unruly Now I guess what's done, is done Billy thought that Billy was right Where is the killer, nobody knows He's waiting in the dark saloon For night to close He tried to cheat At the gambling table A stranger pulls and fires As he falls he sees the stranger is Madam in disguise This was how the West was won ... CORINA (Mick Box/Phil Lanzon/Bernie Shaw) 1987, studio demo recording and mix, previously unreleased You're too vain, you're insane You think the world will stop turning 'Cause you ain't around Blind eyes, cheap lines You got the whole band playing But you don't hear the sound Your venom pen Will never poison me I won't be sticking round that long Corina, what's this talk of glory Between the sheets in halls of fame Corina, just a hard luck story Bratpack fever Running through your brain Your fast cars, rock stars You were seen at the party But you weren't even there False name, the same game Somebody's minding your business You don't even care You think it's all Some kind of circus ride You think that someone's Keeping score