
Not Released
Dead Thread
If you want someone useful
I’m the person for you
And if you crave disappointment
I come without a receipt
I’m lukewarm like a mild spring morning
Send you to Lidl
Take you to hull
I’m kidding you
You already knew
I’m a dead thread
Gonna put this town out
And if you need no affection
And if you need a civilian
I think you’ve got the number
Of a dozen able men
There’s everything to lose
You’re all dried up and I don’t drink
Take you a metre
Give you a smile
I want to make you chill
I’m a dead thread
Unconsecrated dry ice and sour detestation
Like a cold fish baby
Put this where the sun don’t shine
Tamer than a sober judge
You’re gonna freeze tonight
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Velouria
The unforgiving city
Orange swathed in mystique
The dead of night
The empty silhouettes
In the dark recesses of a former life
The smell of piss in a stairwell foretells
Heroin, death and crime
I wade through concrete structures
The utopia of some town planners mind
I remember why I came here
As I climb the stairs into a waking dream
Crimson walls are pulsing
In the half light
Sultry as the smell of steam
Velouria dance the danse macabre
In tattered fur and lipstick smeared
I fell back on a mattress
And I felt the touch of electricity
Reality folds back into illusion
All her stolen flowers start to die
The earth beneath my feet now as per usual
It's cold although the sun is in the sky
Oh who am I to fantasise
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Over There
The clock strikes one, the lines are drawn
You started it but you don't know what you've done
It's Guy Fawkes Night put a bomb up the arse of the Branson empire
The old folks whine and piss on the times
they never knew what rock 'n' roll can do
Now it's over to the words, the tunes, the freezing rooms
Not much against a loaded bomb. Kaboom!
The old betray, the young decay
And 5 mind's crack in here today
The nubile girls the whole wide world oh
The old get rich the young get pissed
And I'm in the middle with a 7 year itch
The lust for life, the car, the wife
Over there
Yeah, down to the club for the rub-a-dub-dubstyle
Watch out! It's another fucking pub, cry
Rules for girls, rules for boys
Come on it's tribe time
Take the pill 'cause some cunts kill
They never knew what rock 'n' roll can do
And it can happen o back to the bar for another few jars
Let the drink define what young and old should do
And it can happen to you
The old betray, the young decay
And 5 mind's crack in here today
The nubile girls the whole wide world oh
The old get rich the young get pissed
And I'm in the middle with a 7 year itch
The lust for life, the car, the wife, oh
OVER THERE..there there there there...
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Oh My Love
A charcoal sketch of a man
Childlike heart coloured in
Floating in space and time
Trying to find it
Oh my love
See him working the fields
In the mid-day heat
Hoping for unity
Scattering seeds singing
Oh my love
The heart, the architect of dreams
Pumping blood around your veins
Love is motion, love is still
Love is all and everything
We are here by our intention
Our intention to be
When I'm driving in my car
I put the radio on
The song is always the same
That time honoured refrain
Oh my love
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25
These timeless moments fall like the rain
Then rise up in steam
The pure phase sine wave
Symphonies echo through stained glass dreams
Still haunting me
Where the light pretends to flicker
To deny their own existence
No amplitude sufficient
To make them shine
My love won't hide
Goodbye 25
You've had your time
Don't stick around too long
The slightest movements ripple across
These tightly stretched wires
The latest seconds chasing the last
To the end of the line
There's genocide
Where the statues eyes fall
Within their blind ambition
To crystal china visions
To foolish pride
My love won't hide
Goodbye 25
You're half alive
It's no longer mine
So long
Goodbye 25
You've had your time 25
Goodbye 25
Don't stick around 25
Goodbye 25
You're half alive 25
Goodbye 25
Don't rock the boat
Goodbye 25
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