Name: Today's The Day by Ian David Green
Duration: 3 min 11 s
Description: A song about how not to go about buying your dream guitar - in collaboration with Jim Pearson and his Shorts vol.1 project on Bandcamp.

Buy One Get One Free
From my impending new album... as yet untitled (that's is not the title).

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The more you spend the more you save
This offer ends tomorrow 
Maximise your credit cards
And bonus points will follow 

Did you think we wouldn’t notice
Or believe our bloodshot eyes
What used to be affordable is
Twice the price and half the size

Buy one get one free

You’ve stopped opening your letters
Cos the bills are stacking up
You wish you were appealing
To the whims of Lady Luck 

There’s nothing to rub together 
And you wonder where you went wrong
There’s an obvious conclusion 
It’s a global economic con

But one get one free
Two for you but none for me

Round and round and round and round and round we go
Round and round and round keep going with the flow

There’s money in the boardrooms
For crony VIPs
There’s money for those with money 
But there’s none for you and me 

You sold off all our assets
You’ve done us up a stitch
With super sonic profits 
For the super duper rich

But one get one free
Two for you but none for me
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©Jim Pearson 2023

BOGOF

Full version is on my new album DEATH TO MORTALITY which was released on Jan 1st 2024.

https://jimpearson.bandcamp.com/album/death-to-mortality

Fossils (Radio Inst)

Judges Award Winner Liverpool Acoustic Songwriting Challenge 2023
Announced at Live Showcase Final at Leaf on Bold Street 27.1.24
From "Death to Mortality" released on 1.1.24
https://jimpearson.bandcamp.com/album/death-to-mortality

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That red hat boy will be here soon, whose eyes pursue you ‘round the room. Drawn from a hopeful, restless heart, still life imitating art. An abstract form, a composite, attracted to the opposite. In catching the beholder’s eye, you can love someone and not know why.

Laugh or else you cry... Give up before you try... Take the easy path... Run an early bath.

He’s on the hook, he’s in the frame, nothing to lose but all to gain. Just for one moment of acceptance without contrition and repentance. He won’t grow up to be a man with detailed thoughts and complex plans. He doesn’t need more than an inkling, vague ideas and funny feelings.

Laugh until you cry... The truth becomes a lie... Take the easy path... Always finish last... Give yourself a break... You’re neither early nor too late... Turn the other cheek... Think before you speak... Give up before you try... Laugh or else you cry... Draw an early bath... The future is the past.

The boy with the red hat has gone for now but he’ll be back. He’s not for sale, he can’t be bought, he’s not as foolish as you thought. He’s lost the plot, he’s lost in space, he’s opted out, fell on his face. Without a critic’s recognition, he’s just an artistic impression.

The Boy With The Red Hat

First crop from this year's harvest.
Written for "The Forty Eight Hour Album Vol 6" at the start of this year. 
https://48houralbum.bandcamp.com/album/the-48-hour-album-vol-6

Daggers At Dawn

A kitchen sink murder ballad drama, and a last throw of the dice.
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There’s nothing to see behind her sunglasses 
Beneath her long sleeves and her ankle length dresses
She tripped on the pavement, walked into a door 
She slipped on the rug on her kitchenette floor 

Break

She tiptoes around him when he has that look 
He don’t need a reason to bring her to book
She made up a story about her sleepwalking
Concealing the facts when his fists do the talking

There’s a bruise on her arm. There’s a bruise on her leg
There’s a bruise in her heart. There’s a bruise in her head 
There’s a bruise on her arm. There’s a bruise on her leg
There’s a bruise in her heart. There’s a bruise in her head 

An obedient woman is the mark of a man
It’s his disposition / inclination to keep her in hand
How many times she no longer keeps track 
He takes out on her for the things that he lacks 

There’s a bruise on her arm. There’s a bruise on her leg
There’s a bruise in her heart. There’s a bruise in her head 
There’s a bruise on her arm. There’s a bruise on her leg
There’s a bruise in her heart. There’s a bruise in her head 

He swore that he loved her and she’d better love him
And she always believed him again and again
In the season finale she had the last word
When she sliced with the bread knife he who lived by the sword

She called nine nine nine with his blood on her hands
Then put away dishes and washed up the pans
They found him still watching his flat screen TV
With the bread knife embedded where his heart used to be

Bruises

A song about how not to go about buying your dream guitar - in collaboration with Jim Pearson and his Shorts vol.1 project on Bandcamp.

Today's The Day

Singer, songwriter and composer living in London, UK.

Today's The Day

Ian David Green

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