Manfred Mann's Earth Band (frickin long type-twisting name) took one of those early Bruce Springsteen 'zillion rhymes per second' speedfreak tales of the streets and tricked it out as a groovy shag carpeted spaceship bound for the cosmos and beyond.
It starts up with one great blast, the way a spaceship should, right? Spontaneous guitar bass keys drum beat right into solo keyboard as the ship is
Dang, he's running through another verse...well, maybe this new stuff will kick in...now
2:36 and he's finishing up what he has to say, I don't know something about a girl, and at 2:52 ladies and gentlemen we are floating in space....on one giant comfy pillow. The guitar solo is by Dave Flett, and it is the sweetest kind of sonic candy. The bass and drums have that rock bottom 70s tone. Wow, OK, listen to Flett absolutely mangle that wah wah at 3:45, and it's like we are flying. into. the center. of. the sun? Didn't mom say something about this being something we shouldn't do? Who cares, that's where the fun is.
Wow, that WAS fun, thanks Dave Flett!...we passed all the way through the sun, and now we understand what that guy was saying and we join him in his musings about being in the dumps with the mumps, hey we get it now, about the girl...I guess we all got messed up a bit from the tranya. Maybe you will see her again, we think she's gonna make it through the night. ... and the ship continues on its adventure to the great beyond the sun.
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