Golden Earring: Golden Earring Live

 

Record Info:

 

Manufactured: POLYDOR
Catalogue Number: 2335 175
Released: 1977

Produced by John Kriek for Red Bullet Productions
Mixing: Damon Lyon-Shaw, John Kriek
Engineer: Steve Lilli-White
Cover Illustration: Koos Van Oostrom
Photography: Paul Gerritsma, Dorine van de Valk
 

Side 1

 

Candy's Going Bad (5:00)
(G. Kooymans – B. Hay)

She Flies On Strange Wings (7:13)
(G. Kooymans)

Mad Love Coming (9:45)
(G. Kooymans – B. Hay)
 

Side 2

 

Eight Miles High (10:00)
(R. McGuin – D. Crosby – G. Clark)


Vanilla Queen (12:40)
(G. Kooymans – B. Hay)
 

Side 3

 

To The Hilt (6:40)
(G. Kooymans – B. Hay)


Fighting Windmills (8:00)
(G. Kooymans – B. Hay)


Con Man (10:00)
(G. Kooymans – B. Hay)
 

Side 4

 

Radar Love (12:00)
(G. Kooymans – B. Hay)


Just Like Vince Taylor (7:00)
(G. Kooymans – B. Hay)
 

Record Sleeve Front

Record Sleeve Back

Record Label Side 1

Record Label Side 3

Record Label Side 2

Record Label Side 4

 

Inside

 

1.1 - Candy's Going Bad

Candy took the pearls, got ahead of the girls
Got on top and found the secret entrance
Are you satisfied?

Through neon doors, across killing floors
She got sucked into a champagne desert
Are you satisfied?

Daddy said: I'll break your bones
If you come home dressed in Peacock clothes
Mother said: quit the show
She didn't want the neighbours to know
Candy had to quit the show

Well, Candy didn't care, when she started her affair
With the studs and the mares of the night
Are you satisfied?

Teddy knows the rule, of the underground school
He's got Candy wrapped around his finger
Are you satisfied?

Daddy said: I'll break your bones
If you don't get your tricks off the phone
Mother said: quit the show
She didn't want the neighbours to know

Candy's going bad - got a room to let
Candy's going bad - Long Green's where it's at
Candy's going bad - got a pimp named Ted
Candy's going bad - she got stars in her head

Candy took the pearls, got ahead of the girls
Got on top and found the secret entrance
Are you satisfied?

Daddy said: I'll break your bones
If you come home dressed in Peacock clothes
Mother said: quit the show
She didn’t want the neighbours to know

Candy's going bad - got a room to let
Candy's going bad - Long Green's where it's at
Candy's going bad - got a pimp named Ted
Candy's going bad - she got stars in her head
Candy's going bad - got a pimp named Ted
Candy's going bad - she got stars in her head

1.2 - She Flies On Strange Wings

Lonely is the night without you
Just as lonely as a shepherd without sheep
And where flies the falcon,
In the high sweet air
Without hunting in the Sprane Valleys deer

She wears softness as a gown
She spreads magic all around
Her feathers still untouched
She takes but nothing and she gives so much

She flies on strange wings
She flies on strange winds
She brings strange things
She flies on strange wings

She takes off when she desires
Silence grows on her lips
She can take you so much higher
She spreads love on all her trips, yeah

She flies on strange wings
She flies on strange winds
She brings strange things
She flies on strange wings

Woke up this morning
And this feeling came to my head
To fly with her from sky to sky
‘Cause my mind seemed to be dead
So I floated up towards her on my mutilated wings
But all the blackness sings against me now
It's the lady of the strange wings

She wears softness as a gown
She spreads magic all around
Her feathers still untouched
She takes nothing and she gives so much

She flies on strange wings
She flies on strange winds
She brings strange things
She flies on strange wings

1.3 - Mad Love Coming

You want different positions
To keep your love-life successful
And you want a happy ending
With lots of stud potential - reliable and perpetual,
Without being distasteful, oh wee

My papa says it's not the size
Nor the way it's looking, it's the way it moves
On stiletto shoes - papa sure improves
But I bet he's just tryin' to be commercial Yeah

So let me say something simple to you
Before we get to do the do: Baby I love you
That takes care of that, you can take off your hat
You and me gotta be the lucky few

There's a tourist in the city
That went and lost his lady
On the purpose if you ask me
He'll have to find a reason
To cover-up the treason
Meanwhile let's hope the night never ends
Meanwhile let's hope the night never ends

‘Cos mad love's coming, I know mad love is coming
Mad mad love is coming, I know, mad love is coming
Mad love is coming, I know, mad love is coming

Out on the corner - city boy routine
Right on the border of enemy territory
This is how far you've come, this is how far you've gone
There's a fool's moon out, makin' me shout
And it's cruel cruel - street's a mean school
Too many blows - below the belt, you know
This is how far you've come, this is how far you've gone
There's a fool's moon out, makin' me shout

Mad love is comin', not too soon, on beds that sail outta the blue
Mad love is comin', all day through
Who afraid of that romance, is doomed

Mad love's comin', all over your walls
Into your life, it creepy crawls
This is how far you've come, this is how far you've gone
There's a fool's moon out, makin' me shout

Mad love is comin', not too soon, on beds that sail outta the blue
Mad love is comin', all day through
Who afraid of that romance, is doomed
 


 

2.1 - Eight Miles High

Eight miles high and when you touch down
You'll find that it's stranger than known
Signs in the street that say where you're going
Are somewhere, just being there own

Nowhere is, there warmth to be found
Among those, afraid of losing their ground
Rain, grey town, known for its sound
In places, small faces unbound

‘Round the squares, huddled in storms
Some laughing, some just shapeless forms
Sidewalks scenes and black limousines
Some living, some standing alone

2.2 - Vanilla Queen

Fascinating lady, snowflake in the sun
You make me feel so bourgeois
Oh, you've captured everyone
I hear you've been a dancer
At big deal Paris show
And million dollar lovers
Neatly saw you to your door
Nineteen fifty seven,
Sweetheart of the year
Secret of your beauty,
Was your moon tan and your fear
And now you run this city
You're still honey to the flies
Attract the incrowd dandies
Faraway-look in their eyes

You're the bright, nocturnal vanilla queen
Your mask is sterile dignity
Tell me why, nocturnal vanilla queen
You haunt me, even in my dreams

It couldn't be avoided
We were bound to meet
I knew you would drag me down
And toss me off my feet
Sweet moments of desire
Sweet moments of relief
You blew down my fences
You're natural make-believe

You're the bright, nocturnal vanilla queen
Your mask is sterile dignity
Tell me why, nocturnal vanilla queen
You haunt me, even in my dreams

You're the bright, nocturnal vanilla queen
Your mask is sterile dignity
Tell me why, nocturnal vanilla queen
You haunt me, even in my dreams
 

3.1 - To The Hilt

You wanna fly wanna try
Right through the needles eye
Wanna be chilled wanna be thrilled
Press your luck right to the hilt

Hey boy quit that stare
Get out a grandpa's rockin' chair
How about raisin' hell lets see if we Outdo ourselves
One day you'll be tied and gagged
Your head upon the railroad track
The rail's hummin' there's a train-a-comin'
I'm sure your last thought's full of regret
Before the wheels roll across your neck
Why didn't I do this?
How come I didn't do that?
I could be out there paintin' towns red
Sweat
Maybe I'll wake up in bed

No boy! This is it you should've used A bit more wit
Get out there dig in deep
Stay wide awake when you're asleep
Who wants to compromise when every Second hour flies
Set the time on half past tilt for making love right to the hilt
One day you'll be buried Up to your elbows in the sand.
And there's honey glowin' down your cheeks it's flowing
You'll find some time to reflect
Before the ants come crawling over your head
Why didn't I do this?!
How come I didn't do that
This is a dream
This is a dream that's gone bad
Maybe I'll just wake up in bed
To the hilt is that what you said

3.2 - Fighting Windmills

I can't blame you for givin' up
Don Coyote there's no reward in
Fightin' windmills, Fightin' windmills

It's the country that I'm livin' in
Can't stop once you begin
'Cause the braves are spread real thin
Fightin' windmills, Fightin' windmills

For a change would you be so kind
To blow another narrow mind
Instead of chasin' your tails in one direction
Don Coyote here's your epitaph
Guaranteed to raise another laugh
Anything, but giving in...
Fightin' windmills, in the end...
You win, you win

I can't stop - Fightin' windmills
No No I can't stop - Fightin' windmills
Fightin' windmills - Fightin' windmills
I can't stop, I can’t Stop Fightin'
Fightin'
………..

3.3 - Con Man

He split the racket, to operate on his own
He set them up, stripped them and then he was gone
He's a Robin Hood of a new century
If you're rich and dumb, you bleed, boy

Con man's got a bloodhound nose for flaws
Profits from both sides of the law
I feel sympathy for his philosophy
If you're clever you can beat them all

Sister, tell your mister - to hold on to his change
Hustler, call him hustler - Con man rides again
Bandits, he's the bandits - settin' up a frame
Sister, tell your mister - to hold onto his brains!

Con man's mastermindin' on a brand new heist
Blueprintin' through the secret files
Your tune ain't gonna be so nice
When he gets through with you
There's just one thing left to do...
Cause he'll take it away
One money hungry night
Your longs’re gonna be his guidin' lights
He'll be foolin' us all if we don't watch out
Leavin' his lies - spread in' doubts all about!

Con man's got a bloodhound nose for flaws
Profits from both sides of the law
I feel sympathy for his philosophy
If you're clever you can beat them all

Sister, tell your mister - to hold on to his change
Hustler, call him hustler - Con man rides again
Bandits, he's the bandits - settin' up a frame
Sister, tell your mister - to hold onto his brains!

Con man's mastermindin' on a brand new heist
Somebody's in for a big surprise
Your wrongs' are gonna be his rights
When a pro's at a con - he's the devil's son
Cause he'll take it away,
One money hungry night
Your longs’ are gonna be his guidin' lights
He'll be foolin' us all if we don't watch out
Leavin' his lies - spread in' doubts all about!
He's the devil son

Sometimes I think I'm gonna study that game
Be a Con man myself some day
Just one thing botherin' me
I might be fooling myself - by the way...
It's a quarter past five, and that's no lie
I'm glad we're all still alive, goodbye now
Look out, he's spreadin' those doubts all about
He's the devil son
He's the devil son
 


4.1 - Radar Love

I’ve been drivin‘, drivin’, drivin’, all night long
I’ve been drivin‘ all night my hand’s wet on the wheel
There’s a voice in my head that drives my heel
And my baby calls that she needs me here
Its half past four and I’m shifting gear

When she gets lonely and the longing gets too much
She sends a cable comin‘ in from above
We don’t need to talk at all
We got a thing that’s called radar love
We got a wave in the air
Radar Love

Radio’s playin‘ some forgotten song
Brenda Lee’s coming on strong
The road has got me hypnotized
And I’m spinning into a new sunrise

When I get lonely and I’m sure I’ve had enough
She sends her comfort coming in from above
We don’t need a letter at all
We got a thing that’s called radar love
We got a line in the air
Radar Love

No more speed I’m almost there
Gotta keep cool now, gotta take care
Last car to pass here I go
And the line of cars goes down real slow

And the radio played some forgotten song
Brenda Lee’s came on strong
And the newsman sang his same song
One more radar lover gone

When I get lonely and I’m sure I’ve had enough
She sends her comfort coming in from above
We don’t need a letter at all
We got a thing that’s called radar love
We got a line in the sky
We got a thing that’s called radar love
We got a thing that’s called
Radar love
Radar love
Radar love
………..

4.2 - Just Like Vince Taylor

She had the whole world in her dress
She put my fingers to the test
She made me grease, my hair
She got me wearing leather
Oh we danced till the music faded
We romanced, and the taxi waited
You turn me round and round and round
Got me doing like I never did before
You take me upside down, bring me outside in
Got me going like I never came before
Just like Vince Taylor
Vince Taylor
Vince Taylor
Vince Taylor

She said I was your private monkey
And she smiled when I tried to be funky
And I never knew the score
Just like Vince Taylor
Still got the chains hung down my vest
Since you said I could have been the best
She set me round and round and round
Got me doing like I never did before
You take me upside down, bring me outside in
Got me going like I never came before
Just like Vince Taylor
Vince Taylor
Vince Taylor
Vince Taylor

She set me round and round and round
Got me doing like I never did before
You take me upside down, bring me outside in
Got me going like I never came before
Just like Vince Taylor
Just like Vince Taylor
Just like Vince Taylor
Just like Vince Taylor
Just like Vince Taylor
Just like Vince Taylor
Vince Taylor