Index

Perfect Strangers
1. Knocking at your back door
2. Under the gun
3. Nobody's home
4. Mean streak
5. Perfect strangers
6. A gypsy's kiss
7. Wasted sunsets
8. Hungry daze
9. Not responsible
10. Son of Alerik (Instrumental)

Shades Of Deep Purple

The Book Of Taliesyn

Deep Purple

Concerto

In Rock

Fireball

Machine Head

Made In Japan

Who Do We Think We Are

Burn

Stormbringer

Come Taste The Band

House Of Blue Light

Slaves And Masters

The Battle Rages On

Purpendicular

Abandon

Bananas

Perfect Strangers

 © 1984 Polygram Records

Wasted Sunsets

(Blackmore/Glover/Gillan)

 The day is gone
    when the angels come to stay
  And all the silent whispers
    will be blown away
  And lying in the corner
    a pair of high heel shoes
  Hanging on the wall
    gold and silver for the blues

  One too many wasted sunsets
  One too many for the road
  And after dark the door is always open
  Hoping someone else will show

  Someone is waiting behind
    an unlocked door
  Grey circles overhead empties
    on the floor
  The cracks in the walls have
    grown too long
  The slow hand is dragging on
    afraid to meet the dawn

  One too many wasted sunsets
  One too many for the road
  And after dark the door is always open
  Hoping someone else will show