Dirty Lies Lyrics:

Dirty lies
Dirty lies
Digging up
dirty lies
Dirty lies
Dirty lies
Digging up
Dirty lies
You're hiding something
You don't know I got wise
Words travel fast
In storms of dirty lies

You've seen another with
those big beautiful eyes
Through them I see your soul
Where all your secrets hide ...
your dirty lies
Dirty lies
I'm digging up
Your dirty lies
Dirty lies
Dirty lies
Digging up
All those dirty lies

You turn your back
When I get close
You seem to want to get away
You'll talk for hours
On the phone
Then look at me with nothing to say

I vowed to always love you
Through lows and highs
You promised to be faithful
'til the day that you die

But you drove off the track
Took your eyes off the prize
Now you're stuck in the mud
Bogged down by dirty lies
Dirty lies
Dirty lies
I'm digging up
dirty lies
Dirty lies
Dirty lies
Digging up
All your dirty lies

You said I was the only one
Never want another guy
But I heard from a little bird
What you say is drawing flies

Inside my heart is raging
The truth, quite the surprise
'Bout time that you come clean
About your dirty lies
Dirty lies
Dirty lies
Been digging up
All your dirty lies
Dirty lies
Dirty lies
Been digging up
All your dirty lies

Dirty Lies

I wrote this one during lockdown a while back, it needs a bit of work....

From Aunty Joan

An Emperor sits on his throne
Building states from human bones
I heard all this from Aunty Joan
She told me on the telephone

Learn to love your inner beast
She said with fortitude at least
put your best foot forward now
Try not to slay the sacred cow

Welcome to the bottom of the pile
You might be here with us for quite a while
And if you're wondering where the moneys gone
It never stays around for far to long long

Prepare for the worst but hope for the best
Scream and shout, don't let it rest
Let it out, get it off your chest

I heard all of this from Aunty Joan
She told me on the bleeding telephone
She told us all this day would soon arrive
And we should hope and pray for our lives

I'm a little wary and skeptical
To drink or not to drink,  and question all
Try not to fight or cause a public brawl
Its what she said to me  if I recall
Unless I want them to cut off my balls

Prepare for the worst but hope for the best
Scream and shout, don't let it rest
Let it out, get it off your chest

I heard all of this from Aunty Joan
She told me on the bleeding telephone
She told us all that day would soon arrive
And we should hope and pray for our lives

Entropy

From Aunty Joan (Remixed Demo) 2022

Speak For Love (Brian Peters)

Little Lady stepped out into the world
Little Lady was still mama’s little girl
One baby later, she was still twenty-five
Her marriage on the rocks but she was glad to be alive

And love is blinded in innocence
And love is calling out for defence

	Who’ll sing a song for the lonely ones
	Your darling daughters and your wayward sons
	Under the hand of the iron glove
	And who will speak for love

Little Man went walking in his daddy’s boots
Little Man was just following his roots
Wild dreams and schemes on the stock exchanges
Wild oats and loneliness among total strangers

And love is crying out to be heard
And love is holding out the living word

	Who’ll sing a song for the lonely ones
	Your darling daughters and your wayward sons
	Under the hand of the iron glove
	And who will speak for love

**Some talk about the third world debt
Some talk about a nuclear threat
Some talk about inner city crime
Some talk about intelligent design
Some talk about corporate greed
Some talk about terminator seeds
Some talk about the ascetic life
Some talk about simeon stylites**

And love is knocking at the door
And love is undergirding every law

	Who’ll sing a song for the lonely ones
	Your darling daughters and your wayward sons
	Under the hand of the iron glove
	And who will speak for love

**Some talk about global warming
Some talk about turbine farming
Some talk about genetic cloning
Some talk about the lunar landings
Some talk about ghetto thugs
Some talk about the superbug
Some talk about democracy
Some talk about conspiracy

Some talk about the world trade towers
Some talk about a one world power
Some talk about save the whales
Some talk about fairytales
Some talk about visual highlights
Some talk about navigation satellites**
…(to fade)

Speak For Love

Sakugo 2023

READ THE ACCOMPANYING POEM HERE >> https://mystictapedeck.com/bards/the-gravedigger/

All drums and percussion: R Thomas
Guitars, synths, scraping sounds, vocals, bass, lyre, slide lyre, lyrics: PS Perkins
Mix and master by PS Perkins and R Thomas

E'en that...

Who'll supply the shovels used to split the sacred soil?
And who will help the spirit shuffle off this mortal coil?
Who'll embalm the body, who will mummify the husk?
And who will sail the flaming ship into the drowning dusk?

And who will dig the grave digger's grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will bury them?

Who is going to drive the hearse and consecrate the wine?
Who is going to build the box from the gnarled and knotty pine?
Who will be the artifex to decorate the tomb?
And who will bribe the jackal waiting at the gates of doom?

And who will dig the grave digger's grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will bury them?

E'en that...

"In youth, when I did love, did love,
Methought it was very sweet,
To contract, O, the time, for, ah, my behove,
O, methought, there was nothing meet."*

But age, with it's stealing steps
Hath clawed me in it's clutches
Age, with its stealing steps.

E'en that...


*From Shakespeare's Hamlet Act 5

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Grave Digger

Late hours (A nocturnal chant)

4 Star Commended Entry in the 2022 UK Songwriting Contest

Bonfire Night or Guy Fawkes' Night takes place on November 5th each year in Great Britain with bonfires and firework displays. It recalls the Gunpowder Plot of 1605; an attempt to blow up the Houses of Parliament. Guy Fawkes was captured before he could light the fuse to 36 barrels of gunpowder. Back in the day, children would make a scarecrow-like effigy of Guy Fawkes to be thrown on the communal bonfire during the 'celebrations'. In the run up to the evening they would ask for "a penny for the guy" to spend on sparklers, sweets or other treats.

We must remember every November, we must remember the fifth of November,
For the gunpowder, treason and plot, the gunpowder, treason and plot,
With Mr Guy Fawkes evil intentions, he certainly got all of our attention,
For the gunpowder, treason and plot, but did it succeed, it did not.

Penny for the guy, build your bonfire high,
Let the old boy fry, with fireworks in the sky,

Look at the fireworks lighting the night sky, building the bonfires, building them so high,
Flames burning golden and hot, for the gunpowder, treason and plot,

Penny for the guy, build your bonfire high,
Let the old boy fry, with fireworks in the sky,

Poor Mr Guy Fawkes, remembered to this day,
With burning bonfires and a firework display,

Penny for the guy, build your bonfire high,
Let the old boy fry, with fireworks in the sky,

We must remember every November, we must remember the fifth of November,
For the gunpowder, treason and plot, the gunpowder, treason and plot,

Penny For The Guy

Penny For The Guy (Graham Williams)

building the Future. To present my emotions through.
（未来を築く。そんな気持ちを込めました！！ ）

thank you for listening！
I wish you good luck in the future！！
※02/12　Mastering

DAW: Cubase pro 12

building the Future

l am so happy to make Guitar Noises with these Two cool cool Dudes--What a TREAT! please take a listen to the original:):)     Texmex-shaman – Shrooms

Shrooms with TexMex Shaman & One Blind Mouse

Folie à Deux

Music Video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbOfCCdd7kU
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featuring @4catsncoffee on violin
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Sometimes it takes courage to forget your past and just run... 
ely sky is a guitar-based alternative folk tune with southern gothic echoes. The second tune off the d'ville EP >soundcloud.com/jh0st/sets/dville
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Never enough to know
that fireworks don't always explode
40 days have passed us by
Left smoldering glowing skies

no one knows your early story...

Blessed be the creaking stair
warning you of all that you fear
Heavy breath and humid air  
that swallows angels' dusty prayers

No one knows your early story…
heard it through the open window
whispers in the form of curses

Floating on the Ely Sky
Beneath our backs dark water flows
Million stars and northern lights
witness your secret undertow 

No one knows your early story…
heard it through the broken window
whispers in the form of curses

…already gone 

Will you promise me just this:
steal the dollars hidden under

First you walk and then you run
turn to dust your father figure

Steal away on the midnight bus
connect the dots across the water

Save yourself and only you
One last eye to the Ely Sky…

Folie à Deux

Daniel Smits