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No Guru, No Method, No Teacher

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No Guru, No Method, No Teacher
Studio album by Van Morrison
Released July, 1986
Reissued June 2008
Recorded 1985, Studio D & Record Plant, Sausalito, Cal. &
Townhouse Studios, London
Genre CelticFolk rockJazz
Length 50:50
Label Mercury
Producer Van Morrison
Van Morrison chronology
A Sense of Wonder
(1985)
No Guru, No Method, No Teacher
(1986)
Poetic Champions Compose
(1987)
Singles from No Guru, No Method, No Teacher
  1. Ivory Tower” b/w “A New Kind of Man”
    Released: June 1986
  2. “Got to Go Back” b/w “In the Garden
    Released: August 1986

No Guru, No Method, No Teacher is the sixteenth studio album by Northern Irish singer-songwriter Van Morrison, released in 1986 on Mercury.

Biographer Clinton Heylin referred to this album by Morrison as “His most consummate record since Wavelength and his most intriguingly involved since Astral Weeks, this is bursting to saturation point, Morrison at this most mystical, magical best.”[1]

Upon release in 1986, it charted at number twenty-seven in the UK and number seventy on the Billboard 200.

Contents

 

VAN MORRISON LYRICS

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“Got To Go Back”

When I was a young boy
Back in Orangefield
I used to gaze out
My classroom window and dream
And then go home and listen to Ray sing
“I believe to my soul” after school,
Oh that love that was within me
You know it carried me through
Well it lifted me up and it filled me
Meditation contemplation too[Chorus:]
Oh we’ve got to go back
Got to go back
Got to go back
Got to go back
For the healing go on with the dreamingWell there’s people in the street
And the summer’s almost here
We’ve got to go outside in the fresh air
And breathe while it’s still clear
Breathe it in all the way down
To your stomach too
And breathe it out with a radiance
into the nightime air

We’ve got to go back etc. etc…

Got my ticket at the airport
Well I guess I’ve been marking time
I’ve been living in another country
That operates along entirely different lines
Keep me away from porter or whiskey
Don’t play anything sentimental it’ll make me cry
I’ve got to go back my friend
Is there really any need to ask why

We’ve got to go back etc. etc…

 

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