I remember that I saw you on a glossy photograph
Lying on your back on blanket
In the middle of a field of grass
Shielding your eyes from the sun in the sky 
Your eyes were so blue that it nearly blew my mind
You have me at a disadvantage
I don’t even know your name
Or where you’re from
What are you selling again?

I see you passing by me most days on the side of a bus
I’m barely even me so I can’t even see there ever being an us
You’re selling me things just out of my reach
Like two cars on the drive
And a week at the beach
You have me at a disadvantage
I don’t even know your name
Or where you’re from
What are you selling again?

Disadvantage

Rising Up

Kensington Skies

The Here and Now

Toehold

Space and Time

The Sum Of A Billion Years

I've Got A Picture

When the Rain has Gone

I know it’s after hours
But I’ve got this little problem
And I hope you’ll help your fellow man out
It’s a very private matter
And I’m sure you’ll keep the secret
Do I really have to spell it right out?
Oh please… please say there’s a cure
I know I’m pushing forty
But surely I’ve got more?
She’s been waiting in the bedroom
In her heels and pretty knickers
A smile, some pearls and nothing much more
But now she’s knocking on the bathroom
While I’m trying to get things started
I’ve never had this problem before
Oh please… please tell me the cure
I know I’m pushing forty
But surely I’ve got more?
Please don’t send me away
I swear I’m not gay
Just give me a minute and I’ll prove I’m OK
I promise that it’s to nothing do
With any aspect of you
It’s just sometimes I’m  blue
In no particular way

I should not have had that whiskey
Cos clearly she was frisky
And I wish that I’d just kept my head clear
Now my bottom half is naked
And there’s no way I can fake it
I'm sweating in the grip of The Fear
Oh please sell me a cure
The night has been expensive
But I’m ready just to spend a bit more

In No Particular Way

Revolution Baby

When this is all over send me nudes
I’d like to see your bum please
I’d like to see your boobs
When everything’s blown over and there’s time
If you ask me nicely
I might even show you mine
Lift up your dress
Pull down your tights
Make sure the lighting is just right
Be careful that I can’t see your face
Cos these are the strangest of days
And though I seem OK
Who knows what’ll happen at the end of the day?
I say I’ll delete them
But you’ll never know
Cos at the end of the day
I’m just a bloke on your phone
And when this is all over you’ll feel weird
But you know what people say
Don’t trust strange men with beards

Ian Freud - When This Is All Over (Send Me Nudes)

There used to be planes in the sky
Packed full of people
Saying goodbye
To their troubles
And nobody ever asked why

Now we're all stuck to the ground
Watching old box sets
And no one comes round
Cos the clown on the telly
Says that's not allowed

So what would you give
To see someone
Smiling at you from the door
Stealing a kiss on the off chance of more
Have a finger (or four)

But there's no planes in the sky any more
Nobody ever knocks at the door
Tomorrow is just like the day before
The world is four walls and a floor
Do you remember how we filled the days before
When there were planes in the sky?

There used to be things we could do
Like touch other people
With no real excuse
Just because it was a nice thing to do

Now there’s nobody to see
Just look in the mirror
And into your eyes
There's nothing to see there
And that’s no surprise

So what would you give
To see someone
Smiling at you from the door
Stealing a kiss on the off chance of more
Have a finger (or four)

But there's no planes in the sky any more
Nobody ever knocks at the door
Tomorrow is just like the day before
The world is four walls and a floor
Do you remember how we filled the days before
When there were planes in the sky?

There Used To Be Planes In The Sky

It’s possible to live on your own
Pull down the curtains and turn off the phone
To make a brand new start
Just close down your heart
And stand apart

The stars will look down on you unchanged
You’ll still feel the sun and you can walk in the rain
You’ll be sad sometimes
There’ll be some lonely times
But you’ll be alright

Impossible now as it might seem to be
It’s possible thoughts and impossible dreams
Might be possible still
Just open your heart and they possibly will come to be real
For impossible you

Marking time by watching the sun
Chalking the hours off they pass one by one
They turn into days
But you might say
That’d happen anyway

Impossible now as it might seem to be
It’s possible thoughts and impossible dreams
Might be possible still
Just open your heart and they possibly will come to be real
For impossible you

Step out in the light – it’ll all be alright

Impossible

Singer, guitarist, frontman, idiot. Formerly of various parishes around Leeds for the last 30 years or so. Faintly rubbish.

Ian Freud

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