Artists

Greg Lake – vocals, guitar
Gary Moore – guitar
Tristram “Tris” Margetts – bass
Tommy Eyre – keyboards
Ted McKenna – drums

Written by Greg Lake. Produced by Greg Lake.

ProgArchives describes “Slave to Love” as an appealing acoustic pop ballad with AOR overtones, with Gary Moore adding tasteful, understated guitar work in a style reminiscent of his own instrumental “Empty Rooms.” A later retrospective on Lake’s career singled it out as “achingly beautiful,” pairing it with “Haunted” as the two standout tracks from Manoeuvres. The album marked Lake’s final solo studio release, closing out a brief run of records for Chrysalis before he moved on to a short stint with the band Asia.

Greg Lake – Slave To Love Lyrics

You may be a king,
or just a common man.
Some high fashioned model
with a Hollywood tan.
It just don’t matter
who you think you are.
You’ll be a slave to love tonight.

You may have a dream,
or second sight.
Yesterday’s hero,
or a star over night.
Walkin’ on the water,
there’s no land in sight.
You’re just a slave to love tonight.

You may wear a gun
and a badge for the FBI.
A Soho stripper,
or a Soviet spy.
You think you’re the devil,
but with those angel eyes
you’re just a slave to love tonight.

You may need a war
to get you high.
The media sellin’ madness
to the naked eye.
Starving in the ghetto,
or with money to burn.
You’ll be a slave to love tonight.

And you can hold the world
in the palm of your hand.
But it all adds up to nothing
if you don’t understand.
Only love can make the world go ’round
so be a slave to love tonight.

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Artists

Greg Lake – vocals, guitar
Gary Moore – guitar
Tristram “Tris” Margetts – bass
Tommy Eyre – keyboards
Ted McKenna – drums

Written by Greg Lake. Produced by Greg Lake.

Closing out Manoeuvres, this orchestrated ballad has been described as a dramatic finale to the record, with a notable guitar contribution from Gary Moore set against Greg Lake‘s vocal. ProgArchives calls it an atmospheric piece in the vein of the album’s other slower numbers. Manoeuvres turned out to be Lake’s final solo studio album, released without any accompanying tour or significant promotion, after which he moved on to a brief stint with the band Asia.

Greg Lake – I Don’t Know Why I Still Love You Lyrics

I don’t know why I still love you,
and I don’t know why I should care.
You must have some magical power,
somethin’ is keeping me there.
I remember a time in my life
when I was living in loneliness.
Your good love made it better, I confess.
Never be another,
it’s you for me forevermore.

I don’t want nobody else,
it’s you that I want,
it’s you that I want for sure.
Oh baby, it’s you that I’m living for.

You’re the only love I ever had in my life,
who ever meant anythin’ at all.
The rest were just a passin’ fancy
in places I find so hard to recall.
I could tell you in a very few words
just how much you mean to me.
But if my love don’t reach you,
then you gotta set me free.

Don’t keep me hangin’ on here
like some poor misguided fool.
I’m helplessly in love with you.
It’s all or nothing, don’t be cruel.

Love is the only solution.
It’s all you need to light your way.
If I could only find the right words to tell you,
I know it sounds cliché,
but I love you so bad.
If you don’t love me, baby,
stop driving me mad.
‘Cause I’m into you so much,
but I can’t survive on promises
that I can’t even touch.
Oh baby, I need your love so much.

So I don’t know why I still love you.
Some people would call me insane.
They don’t know how much
you mean to me, baby,
and I don’t know how to explain.
Everytime I see you,
my heart starts beatin’ boom, boom, boom.
Even a fool can see that I’m out of control.

I’m just so hung up on you, baby.
I’m addicted and I can’t let go.
Somehow I gotta find the key to your heart,
nothing could stop me, ’cause baby I love you so.

‘Cause I love you so bad.
If you don’t love me, baby,
stop driving me mad.
‘Cause I’m into you so much,
but I can’t survive on promises
that I can’t even touch.

To listen to other songs from the the Teleskop 19 program click here.

Artists

Greg Lake – vocals, guitar
Gary Moore – guitar
Tristram “Tris” Margetts – bass
Tommy Eyre – keyboards
Ted McKenna – drums

Written by Greg Lake, Tristram Margetts & Tony Benyon. Produced by Greg Lake.

“Haunted” was written by Greg Lake together with longtime friend and bassist Tris Margetts and rock cartoonist-artist Tony Benyon, who also contributed cover concepts and artwork to Lake’s solo records. Described by one retrospective as having a late-night, smoochy feel with a wind-instrument break, the song was one of the more subdued ballads on the album’s second side, alongside tracks like “I Don’t Know Why I Still Love You.” A live version, recorded in 1981 at the Hammersmith Odeon in London, was later released on the 1995 live album King Biscuit Flower Hour Presents Greg Lake in Concert. Manoeuvres turned out to be Lake’s final solo studio album.

Greg Lake – Haunted Lyrics

Rainy days, closed cafes,
drifting, haunting.
Hollow eyes, numb inside,
lonely and empty.
I’m searching for laughter,
for memories brought alive.
Places and faces and traces of you.

Darkened skies, spot lit lies,
aching, awaking.
Words return, why can’t we learn?
Love is forgiving and taking
and living in honesty.
Truth and affection
not cast to the sea.

Oh, oh what a fool I’ve been.
My pride let you go.
The eye of the storm remains.
Chillingly cruel, silently screaming your name.
Silence is pain.

Rainy days, closed cafes,
drifting, haunting.
Hollow eye, numb inside,
lonely and empty.
I’m searching for laughter,
for memories brought alive.
Places and faces and traces of you.

Oh, oh what a fool I’ve been.
My pride let you go.
The eye of the storm remains.
Chillingly cruel, silently screaming your name.
Silence is pain.

Rainy days,
forever and always
haunted by you.

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Artists

Greg Lake – lead vocals

Written by Gary Moore. Produced by Greg Lake.

“A Woman Like You” was written by Gary Moore, who had played a major role on Lake’s previous solo album, though Moore himself doesn’t appear as a performer on this particular record — the song was written for Greg Lake, not with him. In a 2013 interview, Lake reflected on recording it, noting that comparisons of his vocal performance on the track to Marvin Gaye reflected his effort to bring a soulful quality to the song. Manoeuvres marked the end of Lake’s brief run of solo albums for Chrysalis Records and was his final solo studio album.

Greg Lake – A Woman Like You Lyrics

Darlin’, I’d do anything for you.
Anything you want me to,
because I love you.
Baby, you are everything to me.
The only one I’ll ever need,
because I love you.

It’s so hard to find a love like yours,
so don’t you ever leave me, darlin’.
If you ever turn to walk away,
then I just have to say.

It takes a woman like you,
it takes a woman like you,
it takes a woman like you,
to take the love from a man like me.

Darlin’, I would never let you down.
Just as long as you’re around,
I’ll always love you,
I’m always thinkin’ of you.
Baby, you are all the world to me.
I want all the world to see
how much I love you.

It’s so hard to find a love like yours,
so don’t you ever leave me, darlin’.
If you ever turn to walk away,
then I just have to say.

It takes a woman like you,
it takes a woman like you,
it takes a woman like you,
to take the love from a man like me.

It takes a woman like you,
it takes a woman like you,
it takes a woman like you,
to take the love from a man like me.

It takes a woman like you.
It takes a woman like you.
It takes a woman like you.
It takes a woman like you.

It takes a woman like you.

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Artists

Greg Lake – co-lead vocals, bass guitar
Ian McDonald – co-lead vocals, reed organ, flute, clarinet, piano
Robert Fripp – electric guitar
Michael Giles – drums, percussion

Written by Ian McDonald & Peter Sinfield. Produced by King Crimson, engineered by Robin Thompson, assistant engineer Tony Page, recorded 29 July 1969 at Wessex Sound Studios, London.

“I Talk to the Wind” offers a gentle, folk-influenced counterpoint right after the assaultive jazz-rock of the album’s opener, “21st Century Schizoid Man,” and it’s the only song on the album that predates King Crimson itself — Ian McDonald had originally written it for the band’s predecessor group, Giles, Giles and Fripp, with the earlier lineup also including a since-departed Peter Giles and singer Judy Dyble (that earlier version later surfaced on the 1975 compilation The Young Person’s Guide to King Crimson). Retained and reworked for the debut album specifically to show the band’s softer side, it features Greg Lake and McDonald trading and overlapping lead vocals. This was the only studio album to feature this exact five-man lineup, as McDonald and Michael Giles both left the band shortly afterward.

King Crimson – I Talk To The Wind Lyrics

Said the straight man to the late man
“Where have you been?”
I’ve been here and I’ve been there
And I’ve been in between

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear

I’m on the outside looking inside
What do I see
Much confusion, disillusion
All around me

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear

You don’t possess me
Don’t impress me
Just upset my mind
Can’t instruct me or conduct me
Just use up my time

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear

The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear
[repeat]

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Artists

Greg Lake – lead vocals, bass guitar
Ian McDonald – vocals, Mellotron, woodwinds (saxophone, flute, clarinet, bass clarinet), keyboards, vibraphone
Robert Fripp – guitar
Michael Giles – drums, percussion, backing vocals
Peter Sinfield – lyrics

Written by Ian McDonald & Peter Sinfield. Produced by King Crimson for E.G., engineered by Robin Thompson, assistant engineer Tony Page, recorded at Wessex Sound Studios, London, 1969. Released as the closing track (9:25, including “The Return of the Fire Witch” and “The Dance of the Puppets”) on In the Court of the Crimson King (Island Records, 10 October 1969).

The title track began, according to Ian McDonald, as an entirely different kind of song — an earlier, more country-and-western-flavored attempt he and Peter Sinfield had worked on for a prior band, before King Crimson’s full treatment reshaped it into the album’s most elaborate, baroque arrangement. To achieve the album’s dense, orchestral textures, McDonald spent long hours overdubbing multiple layers of Mellotron along with his various woodwind and reed instruments. The band had initially worked with producer Tony Clarke (best known for his work with the Moody Blues), but after those early sessions didn’t pan out, King Crimson was given the chance to produce the record themselves.

King Crimson – The Court Of The Crimson King Lyrics

The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament’s begun
The purple piper plays his tune
The choir softly sing
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue
For the court of the crimson king

The keeper of the city keys
Put shutters on the dreams
I wait outside the pilgrim’s door
With insufficient schemes
The black queen chants
the funeral march
The cracked brass bells will ring
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the crimson king

The gardener plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a flower
I chase the wind of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour
The pattern juggler lifts his hand
The orchestra begin
As slowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court of the crimson king

On soft gray mornings widows cry
The wise men share a joke
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy the hoax
The yellow jester does not play
But gently pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king

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Artists

Musicians featured in this piece are:

Greg Lake – lead vocals, bass guitar, electric guitar and acoustic guitar
Keith Emerson – Hammond organ, piano, celesta and Moog synthesizer
Carl Palmer – drums and percussion

The song’s lyrics were written by Greg Lake. Music composed by Keith Emerson and Greg Lake. The album was produced by Greg Lake.

Emerson, Lake & Palmer – Stones Of Years Lyrics

Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?
Have the days made you so unwise?
Realize, you are.

Had you talked to the winds of time,
Then you’d know how the waters’ brine,
Tastes of wine,

How can you know where you’ve been?
In time you’ll see the sign
And realize your sin.

Will you know how the seed is sown?
All your time has been overgrown,
Never known.

Have you walked on the stones of years?
When you speak, is it you that hears?
Are your ears full?

You can’t hear anything at all

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Artists

Musicians featured in this piece are:

Greg Lake – lead vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar and bass guitar
Keith Emerson – Moog synthesizer
Carl Palmer – drums and percussion

The song was written by Greg Lake. The album was produced by Greg Lake.

Emerson, Lake & Palmer – Lucky Man Lyrics

He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door

Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was

White lace and feathers
They made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
On which he was laid

Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was

He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing

Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was

A bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him
So he laid down and he died

Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was

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Artists

Musicians featured in this piece are:

Greg Lake – lead vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar and bass guitar

The song’s lyrics were written by Pete Sinfield. Music composed and produced by Greg Lake, with Peter Sinfield as co-producer.

Emerson, Lake & Palmer – C’est La Vie lyrics

C’est la vie
Have your leaves all turned to brown
Will you scatter them around you
C’est la vie

Do you love
And then how am I to know
If you don’t let your love show for me
C’est la vie

Oh, oh, c’est la vie
Oh, oh, c’est la vie
Who knows, who cares for me
C’est la vie

In the night
Do you light a lover’s fire
Do the ashes of desire for you remain

Like the sea
There’s a love too deep to show
Took a storm before my love flowed for you
C’est la vie

Oh, oh, c’est la vie
Oh, oh, c’est la vie
Who knows, who cares for me
C’est la vie

Like a song
Out of tune and out of time
All I needed was a rhyme for you
C’est la vie

Do you give
Do you live from day to day
Is there no song I can play for you
C’est la vie

Oh, oh, c’est la vie
Oh, oh, c’est la vie
Who knows, who cares for me
C’est la vie

To listen to other songs from the Teleskop 1 or the Teleskop 19 program click here.

Artists

Musicians featured in this piece are:

Greg Lake – lead vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar and bass guitar
Keith Emerson – Moog synthesizer
Carl Palmer – drums, congas and percussion

The song was written by Greg Lake. The album was produced by Greg Lake.

Emerson, Lake & Palmer – From The Beginning lyrics

There might have been things I missed
But don’t be unkind
It don’t mean I’m blind
Perhaps there’s a thing or two
I think of lying in bed
I shouldn’t have said
But there it is

You see it’s all clear
You were meant to be here
From the beginning

Maybe I might have changed
And not been so cruel
Not been such a fool
Whatever was done is done
I just can’t recall
It doesn’t matter at all

You see it’s all clear
You were meant to be here
From the beginning

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Artists

Musicians featured in this piece are;

Robert Fripp – Guitars, Mellotron, celesta, and electronic devices
Greg Lake – Lead vocals on all tracks except
Michael Giles – Drums and percussion
Peter Giles – Bass guitar
Keith Tippett – Piano
Mel Collins – Saxophones and flute
Gordon Haskell – Lead vocals

King Crimson – In the Wake of Poseidon Lyrics

Plato’s spawn cold ivied eyes
Snare truth in bone and globe
Harlequins coin pointless games
Sneer jokes in parrot’s robe
Two women weep, Dame Scarlet Screen
Sheds sudden theatre rain
Whilst dark in dream the Midnight Queen
Knows every human pain

In Air, Fire, Earth and Water
World on the scales
Air, Fire, Earth and Water
Balance of change
World on the scales
On the scales

Bishop’s kings spin judgement’s blade
Scratch faith on nameless graves
Harvest hags hoard ash and sand
Rack rope and chain for slaves
Who fireside fear fermented words
Then rear to spoil the feast
Whilst in the aisle the mad man smiles
To him it matters least…

Heroes hands drain stones for blood
To whet the scaling knife
Magi blind with visions light
Net death in dread of life
Their children kneel in Jesus till
They learn the price of nails
Whilst all around our Mother Earth
Waits balanced on the scales

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Artists

Musicians featured in this piece are;
Robert Fripp – electric and acoustic guitars
Greg Lake – lead vocals and bass guitar
Ian McDonald – Mellotron, harpsichord, piano, clarinet, flute, and backing vocals
Michael Giles – drums, percussion, and timpani

The song’s lyrics and conceptual design were penned by Peter Sinfield.

King Crimson – Epitaph Lyrics

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
The silence drowns the screams

Confusion will be my epitaph
As I crawl, a cracked and broken path
If we make it, we can all sit back and laugh
But I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying
Yes, I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying
Yes, I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying

Between the iron gates of fate
The seeds of time were sown
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known
Well, knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules
The fate of all mankind I fear
Is in the hands of fools

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
When silence drowns the screams

Confusion will be my epitaph
As I crawl, a cracked and broken path
And if we make it, we can all sit back and laugh
But I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying
Yes, I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying
Yes, I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying
Crying!
Crying!

Yes, I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying
Yes, I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying
Yes, I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying
Crying!
Crying!

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