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60 Junkyard Blues

(Airey, Gillan, Glover, Morse, Paice)
Fra Deep Purple-albummet Rapture of the Deep

Roger Glover fandt på titlen. Der er noget spændende over ophugningspladser. Tæt på det gamle White City stadion i Vest-London var der en ophugningsplads, hvor jeg tilbragte mangen en nat og søgte ly i efterladte biler, efter at jeg var kommet for sent til det sidste tog, eller var løbet tør for penge eller energi. Jeg er stadig fascineret af efterladte ting, som er sorterede i bunker, og som måske går i opløsning og mister luften, eller som finder en ny ejer.

Junkyard Blues

(Airey, Gillan, Glover, Morse, Paice)

Broken down relations
Beaten up guitars
Making one last appearance
In a heap of old cars
Brambles and weeds
Flourishing amongst
Lines of empty bottles
And rambling drunks

Junkyard blues sound familiar
I'm never alone
Always remind me of home

One of a dozen
Covered with stains
Blistered and stinking
Was all that remained
Cannibalised machines
Mysterious bones
Unwanted contents
Of anonymous homes

Those junkyard blues sound familiar
Take me back
Always remind me of home

Mangy old dog
Scratching in the dust
Burned out Mercedes
Surrendering to rust
All this stuff
Was good for something
But here it is now
Good for nothing

Junkyard blues sound familiar
I'm never alone
Always remind me of home

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