Cream (also "The Cream") was a 1960s britishband which featured guitarist Eric Clapton, bassist Jack Bruce, and drummer Ginger Baker. Celebrated as one of the first power trios, their sound was characterised by a melange of blues and psychedelia. Cream combined Clapton's blues guitar playing with the airy voice of Jack Bruce and the manic drumming of Ginger Baker. Cream's music included songs based on traditional blues, such as "Crossroads" , "Born Under a Bad Sign" and "Spoonful", and more eccentric songs such as "Strange Brew", "Tales of Brave Ulysses" and "Toad". Cream's biggest hits were "I Feel Free", "NSU", "I'm So Glad", "Sunshine of Your Love", "White Room", "Crossroads", and "Badge".
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Take It Back by Jack Bruce And Pete Brown Lyrics

Cream

Take it back, take it back, take that thing right out of here.
Right away, far away, take that thing right out of here.
Don't let them take me to where streams are red.
I want to stay here and sleep in my own bed.
Need all your loving, long blonde hair,
Don't let them take me 'cause I'm easily scared.
Take it back, take it back, take that thing right out of here.
Chorus
I got this great need, the need to stay alive.
Not ashamed of my creed, I've got to survive.
So come on baby, don't go away,
Just let them save me for a rainy day.
Take it back, take it back, take that thing right out of here.
I got this need, the need to stay alive.
Not ashamed of my creed, I've got to survive.
So come on baby, don't go away,
Just let them save me for a rainy day.
Take it back, take it back, take that thing right out of here.
Chorus
I got this thing, I've got to keep it sharp.
Don't go to places where it won't shine in the dark.
So come on baby, don't go away,
Just let them save me for a rainy day.
Take it back, take it back, take that thing right out of here.

MOTHER'S LAMENT (traditional)
Are we rolling? A one, a two, a three, a four...
A mother was washing her baby one night;
The youngest of ten and a delicate mite.
The mother was poor and the baby was thin;
'Twas naught but a skeleton covered with skin.
The mother turned 'round for a soap off the rack.
She was only a moment but when she turned back
Her baby had gone, and in anguish she cried,
"Oh, where has my baby gone?" The angels replied:
Oh, your baby has gone down the plug hole.
Oh, your baby has gone down the plug.
The poor little thing was so skinny and thin,
He should have been washed in a jug, in a jug.
Your baby is perfectly happy;
He won't need a bath anymore.
He's a-muckin' about with the angels above,
Not lost but gone before.
Do you want to do it again?

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