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Datos de Genesis Integrantes: Phil Collins Tony Banks Mike RutherfordIntegrantes anteriores: Peter Gabriel Anthony Phillips Chris Stewart John Silver John Mayhew Mick Barnard Steve Hackett Ray WilsonNombre Artístico: GenesisDonde Se Fundó: Godalming, Surrey, InglaterraNacionalidad: BritánicaGénero(s): Progressive rock, pop rock, symphonic rockActividad: 1967 - 2000, 2006 - 2007 (gira), 2014 (reunión), 2020 - ActualidadInstrumentos: Voz, batería, bajo, guitarra, tecladosOcupación: Grupo de rockDisquera(s): Virgin, Charisma, Decca, EMIPágina Oficial: www.genesis-music.comRedes Sociales:Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, YouTube .'
'. ¿Quién es Genesis? El famosísimo grupo Genesis comenzó su trayectoria musical dentro del rock progresivo a mediados de los años 60 tras la unión de dos bandas escolares (Charterhouse) de Surrey denominadas Garden Wall, en la que estaban el cantante Peter Gabriel (nacido el 1 de mayo de 1950 en Londres) y el teclista Tony Banks (nacido el 27 de marzo de 1951 en Sussex), y Anon, formación compuesta por el guitarrista y cantante Anthony Phillips, y el bajista, guitarra y vocalista Michael Rutherford. Estos cuatro personajes junto al batería Chris Stewart se unirían al productor Jonathan King y elegirían un nuevo nombre para el proyecto conjunto, New Anon, que posteriormente se rebautizaría como Genesis. En 1968 sacarían al mercado su primer sencillo, el inadvertido "The Silent Sun", preludio de "From Genesis to revelation" (1969), su primer LP que tampoco tuvo mucha repercusión y en el que participaba el nuevo batería John Silver, sustituido poco después por John Mayhew. Su segundo
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Genesis - The Battle Of Epping Forest Lyrics


Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting over East-End Protection rights.


Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars - luxury cars.
Each has got its load of convertible bars, cutlery cars - superscars!
For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,
'cos they disagree on a gangland boundary.
They disagree on a gangland boundary.

There's Willy Wright and his boys -
one helluva noise, that's Billy's boys!
With fully-fashioned mugs, that's Little John's thugs,
the Barking Slugs - supersmugs!
For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,
yes these Christian soldiers fight to protect the poor.
East end heroes got to score in...

the Battle of Epping Forest,
yes it's the Battle of Epping Forest,
right outside your door.
You ain't seen nothing like it.
No, you ain't seen nothing like it,
not since the Civil War.

Coming over the hill are the boys of Bill,
and Johnny's lads stand very still.
With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout
- there's no guns in this gentleman's bout.
Georgie moves in on the outside left
with a chain flying round his head;
and Harold Demure, from Art Literature,
nips up the nearest tree.
(Here come the cavalry!)

Amidst the battle roar,
accountants keep the score: 10-4.
They've never been alone, after getting a radiophone.
The bluebells are ringing for Sweetmeal Sam, real ham,
handing out bread and jam just like any picnic.

It's 5-4 on William Wright; he made his pile on Derby night.
When Billy was a kid, walking the streets,
the other kids hid - so they did!
And now, after working hard in security trade, he's got it made.
The shops that need aid are those that haven't paid.

"I do my double-show quick!" said Mick the Prick, fresh out the nick.
"I sell cheap holiday. The minute they leave,
then a visit I pay - and does it pay!"
And his friend, Liquid Len by name,
of Wine, Women and Wandsworth fame,
said "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framed!"

They called me the Reverend when I entered the Church unstained;
my employers have changed but the name has remained.
It all began when I went on a tour,
hoping to find some furniture.
I followed a sign - it said "Beautiful Chest".
It led to a lady who showed me her best.
She was taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.
So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
Bob the Nob came out on his job
to see what the trouble was.
"Louise, is the Reverend hard to please?"
"You're telling me!"
"Perhaps, sir, if it's not too late.
we could interest you in our old-fashioned Staffordshire plate?"
"Oh no, not me, I'm a man of repute."
But the Devil caught hold of my soul and a voice called out "Shoot!"

To save my steeple, I visited people;
for this I'd gone when I met Little John.
His name came, I understood,
when the judge said "You're a robbing hood."
He told me of his strange foundation,
conceived on sight of the Woodstock nation;
he'd had to hide his reputation.
When poor, 'twas salvation from door to door.
But now, with a pin-up guru every week,
it's Love, Peace & Truth Incorporated for all who seek.

He employed me as a karma-ma-mechanic, with overall charms.
His hands were then fit to receive, receive alms.
That's why we're in

the Battle of Epping Forest,
yes it's the Battle of Epping Forest,
right outside your door.
We guard your souls for peanuts,
and we guard your shops and houses
for just a little more.

In with a left hook is the Bethnal Green Butcher,
but he's countered on the right by Mick's chain-gang fight,
and Liquid Len, with his smashed bottle men,
is lobbing Bob the Nob across the gob.
With his kisser in a mess, Bob seems under stress,
but Jones the Jug hits Len right in the mug;
and Harold Demure, who's still not quite sure,
fires acorns from out of his sling.
(Here come the cavalry!)

Up, up above the crowd,
inside their Silver Cloud, done proud,
the bold and brazen brass, seen darkly through the glass.
The butler's got jam on his Rolls; Roy doles out the lot,
with tea from a silver pot just like any picnic.

Along the Forest Road, it's the end of the day
and the Clouds roll away.
Each has got its load - they'll come out for the count
at the break-in of day.
When the limos return for their final review, it's all thru'
- all they can see is the morning goo.
"There's no-one left alive - must be draw."
So the Blackcap Barons toss a coin to settle the score.

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