Oh, down in Salisbury city, what a sorry old affair,
The market square’s in trouble, but they don’t seem to care.
The toilets are all closing, folks are caught in dismay,
But hey, there's a new ice cream van, so everything's okay.

Ice cream’s lucrative, that's what they say,
While tourists search for restrooms and wander away.
City council's spending, but it ain't on what we need,
Now Salisbury’s charm is fading, and it makes our hearts bleed.

Cobblestones and cathedrals, such a beautiful place,
But without basic services, it’s a blooming disgrace.
Let’s get back to basics, put the people first,
Before this lovely city goes from bad to worse.

Salisbury Toilets and Ice Cream

Trapped in My Past

Weight of Regret

I Was Only Dreamin'

Jellyfish is a haunting, orchestral descent into fragility, memory, and the slow unravelling of identity. With layers of guitars, ghostly strings, fractured piano and a myriad of synthesizer textures, the album captures Junkballer at their most vulnerable and cinematic. From the turbulent energy of “Brace Yourself” to the devastating stillness of “Hope You're Gonna Wait,” each track dissolves the boundaries between analogue warmth and digital disintegration. It’s a record that drifts like fog through emotional wreckage — political, personal, and planetary — wrapped in Junkballer’s complex arrangements and post-rock textures. Subtle, sorrowful, and immersive and also punctuated by moments of raw, youthful urgency

The Little Things

Drive 

I got me a wife, a job and kids
Livin’ the life I’m s’posed to live and be satisfied
Sometimes I get the urge to run
point this truck into the sun and drive
Just drive

Yeah, I can feel the pull of the wheel,
the unlived life I’m wantin’ to steal away

She was the prettiest girl I’d ever seen
I didn’t deserve nothin’ that clean
But I took it anyway
Kids came fast, the work got slow
A chilly wind began to blow our way

Now baby, can’t you feel the pull of the wheel,
The unlived life you’re wantin’ to steal away?

You draw your cards, place your bets
brace for the worst, hope for the best
and try to be satisfied
But lately I get the urge to run
Point this truck into the sun and drive
just drive

Yeah, can’t you feel the pull of the wheel,
The unlived life you’re wantin’ to steal away 
and just drive.
Baby, just drive.


©P. Rosenberg



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