
Recorded Live at Tower Studios in December 2009.

Song and Lyrics by Andrew C. Salt.



Track Art by Sandy Skoglund, 'Walking On Eggshells', 1990.



Lyrics:



I'm tired of walking on eggshells placed under my feet by the P.T.B (Powers That Be).



I want to run free of small local celebrities and false aristocracy.



Or I am destined to become broke and effete.



And I'm running on empty because I know this place is killing me.



I'm tired of talking through gritted teeth with those who cannot see the wood for the trees.



This ain't a healthy way for anyone to be.



And I'm running on empty because I know this place is killing me.



But yet I choose to be a bastion to my friends who strive to make amends with hope, faith and speed.



Eggshells

Recorded at Stafford College Studio's in 2008.
Song and Lyrics by Andrew C. Salt
Track Art courtesy of Facebook.

Lyrics:
Fade to grey
My mind has gone astray
Marauding thoughts won't ease my faith

Nowadays we can see and hear everything;
and you know me, I always think too much about nothing

It pays to look, I'm on tenterhooks
For I'm afraid to lose my babe

Nowadays we can see and hear everything;
and you know me, I tend to read to much into nothing

So fade to grey
My mind has gone astray
Marauding thoughts won't ease my faith

Nowadays we can see and hear everything;
and you know me, I make a big deal out of nothing

Nothing (version)

Recorded at Andrew C. Salt's Home Studio in 2007.
Song and Lyrics by Andrew C. Salt.
Track Art by Andrew C. Salt.
Lyrics:
What's with these times?
Corruption and lies, industries built on your being alone.
Commerce is rife in sticking in the knife; sex for sale.
Philanderers hailed, relationships fail.
Are we but fools to fall in love?
Well I read your signs and stood poised to dive...and I fell in.



Love In The Noughties

Recorded at Stafford University Studio's in February 2010
Song &amp; Lyrics by Andrew C. Salt.
Lyrics:
If you believe what's widely deemed as joyous and benign, to be fucking shite;
Would you speak your mind?
Either way you're damned if you do, you're damned if you don't.
And if anxiety consumes thee at times of social plight, do you toe the line or swim against the tide?
Either way you're damned if you do you're damned if you don't.
All for nothing.
We come in alone, and we shall die alone;
Are we not afraid?


Catch 22

Recorded at Stafford University Studio's in February 2010.
Song & Lyrics by Andrew C. Salt.

Lyrics:
Calm down little one,
Stop fighting wars that can't be won.
I remember when we were in school,
Your union flag seemed so cool.
But now the glamour's gone,
I'm all too aware of what you've become.
Your working hours and living rates,
And lack of patron saints' bank holiday.
You can go on denying it,
But you've changed.

Break out the funeral march,
This country's dead, it's soils parched.
So feign disgrace it's time to embrace.
Buy shares in Novocaine.
You can go on denying it,
But you've changed.

You've Changed

"Originally formed as a four piece in 2008 on the coattails of a burgeoning, "songs for a mobile phone ad", quirky indie scene (Listen to
the song 'Nothing'). Honeymoon Fresh shook off the stigma of this 
new-found, addled scene, and recruited drummer Ed Cracknell in early 2009. This gave the freshers the impetus to start taking themselves and their music seriously, thus rendering Honeymoon Fresh as an outfit to be

heard and not just seen.



Honeymoon Fresh are now playing the music that they enjoy playing, without pretense. Theirs' is a sound very much 
their own, with hints of the music that they love &amp; cherish...Ladies &amp; Gentlemen, welcome to Honeymoon Fresh."&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;



Anon 2009

