Today is my birthday
No wrapping paper on the floor
Cos I am fifty
No one buys me presents anymore

But it’s ok, I’ve had a few before
I wipe the tears from my eyes

And think back 
To that little boy
Surrounded by boxes of joy
He’s sitting there wondering what
His life will be like
When he’s fifty

The clouds are gathering
We’re all just flowers in the rain
I’m getting used to it
I’m good friends with the pain

But it’s ok, I know there’s not long left
I wipe the tear from my eye

And think back
To that little boy
Surrounded by boxes of joy
He’s sitting there wondering what
His life will be like
When he’s fifty
When he’s fifty

When you’re fifty
Life is strange
When you’re fifty
Life is strange
When you’re fifty
Life is strange
When you get here

But it’s ok, I know there’s not long left
I wipe a tear from my eye

And think back
To that little boy
Surrounded by boxes of joy
He’s sitting there wondering what
His life will be like
When he’s fifty

Fifty

A love song about two people who couldn't make it work the first time. But they're older and wiser now, and they feel confident it's going to work this time. Let's all wish them luck ❤️

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(verse 1)
Turn around
See me waiting patiently for you
Cos I know I’m onto something good
It’s true
She stands
And smiles in the morning sun for me
Cos she knows she’s onto something good
It’s true
Oh, I know it hasn’t always been that true…

(verse 2)
Stick around
The road stretches out for miles ahead
And we’re just getting started
She looks behind
And catches a glimpse of days gone by
But she knows she’s onto something good this time
Oh, I know it hasn’t always been that way
And I’ve let you down a million times before

(chorus)
But here it is
A brand new morning
Hear the voices crying out
The saints are a-calling
For us to be devout
For love

(verse 3)
Here I stand
A fool who somehow got another chance
And I’m not going to throw this one away
She says
Her legs have gone and turned to cotton wool
Cos she knows she’s onto something good with me
Oh, I know it hasn’t always been that way...
I know…

(chorus)
But here it is
A brand new morning
Hear the voices crying out
The saints are a-calling
For us to be devout
For love

(coda)
Take my hand
And we’ll rise up through the clouds
And watch
The world
As it spins round
So slowly
On its axis
And we’ll hold hands and kiss
With lips that taste like wine
Oh I want
To be with you
For the rest of my life

Something Good

This one is about the times we're in and trying to find ways to handle them without getting sucked under. I mean, things are bad enough without people writing depressing songs about how bad things are... I heard some good advice about finding a place for the despair and not letting it consume you, so that's in here. As well as working together, music, and thinking about what comes after this - it might be good, right? Hopefully we'll still have arpeggiators 🤞

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Keep despair in a corner of your heart
Then you can live
Or at least make a start

Pull me up in the boat
We'll sing a song of hope
Until this ends

I never wanted to sign up
Industrial Death Cult and me
I'd like to see what comes next


(industrial death cult = capitalism)

Where the Broken Hearts Go

JLC Music