Jonny went to work the other day
He said I am earning money and I am feeling gay
His pockets filled with money and some gold
And riding Santa´s sleigh
The aristocracy is out in force
Gifting tasty turkeys in a sweet and sour sauce
Queues are running three times round the block
But Jonny´s on the clock
And he says
I only work in the soup kitchen at Christmas time
Where my mummy said I had to go or Santa Claus he wouldn´t show
At Christmas time

Suzie is a floosie in a stress
Wearing next to nothing in a diamond-gilted dress
Cushty in a boozy kinda way
She´s paying Santa´s way
Shops are closing down on Christmas eve
Buying all the bargains for the homeless in her street 
They wonder if she couldn´t spare some change
But she already gave
And she says
I only work in the soup kitchen at Christmas time
Where my mummy said I had to go or Santa Claus he wouldn´t show
At Christmas time

Jonny gets together with his girl
Suzie cracks the champers and they take a little twirl
The little star is showing them the way
To live a life so gay
They raise a toast to all their fellow man
While outside in the cold the hobo kicks his empty can
Santa has no chimney to go down
It´s Christmas all around!
And he says
They only work in the soup kitchen at Christmas time
Where my mummy said they had to go or Santa Claus he wouldn´t show
At Christmas time

The Soup Kitchen

Not tonight my love, not tonight
Even though you´re tired of this endless fight
Not tonight my love, just be still
You don´t have to walk up this endless hill

And I get it that you wanna fly, to the sky
I understand you wanna cry and don´t know why
I can see that you´re feeling blue, seems so true
But I promise it ain´t the real you

Not tonight my love, not tonight
Even though you´re tired of this endless fight
Not tonight my love, just be still
You don´t have to walk up this endless hill

When all around you is turning black, you won´t crack
When the pressure builds and pushes you, just pushes you
And when everything falls away you´re not ok
I promise this ain´t the real you 

Not tonight my love, not tonight
Even though you´re tired of this endless fight
Not tonight my love, just be still
You don´t have to walk up this endless hill
 
Just one thing to say, just one more
You`ve always got my open door
And I can promise you will see the light
So not tonight my love, not tonight

Not Tonight My Love (rough mix)

Jazz ditty

Front Page

I didnt mean….
to keep you awake at night
I didnt mean
To cut off your breath in a fright

But hey yeah yeah yeah its quite a sight

Its gonna be all over the Front Page tomorrow
Its gonna be all over the news  

Would you split on me?
Would you tell your friends I am crazy?

But hey yeah yeah yeah its quite a sight

Its gonna be all over the Front Page tomorrow
Its gonna be all over the news

Its gonna be all over the Front Page tomorrow
Its gonna be all over the blues

Front Page

The Next Day

What are these four walls
Where did they grow from
Crystallised from inside out
People outside them
Stepping around them
Can´t smash down this one way road

Crossfire shoots me down
Caught up in chronicity
Always flying
Love is simplicity

Where did you come from?
Did you grow older?
And count up your honesty
Was it a sign o the time
When you tasted your wine
Took you to complicity?

Crossfire shoots me down
Caught in chronicity
Always flying
Love is simplicity

Can you pinpoint me in your crosshairs?
Or is your image blurred like mine?
Sculpture me from sandstone
That stands the test of time

Crossfire burns me down
Caught in chronicity
Always flying
Love is simplicity

Crossfire burns me down
Lost in chronicity
Always flying
Love is simplicity

Crossfire

Lazy Weekend

Come back to me
I been searching in the lost and found
Cracked sight to see
Everybody wants to come around

Kit Kat and a coffee cup and a single C
My babes made of loving stuff and it seems to me, she said
It´s gonna be a long long day in bed
On a Lazy Weekend

Sucking up the trend
Hashtag with a funky end
Comes naturally
List longer than an A to Z

Kit Kat and a coffee cup and a single C
My babes made of loving stuff and it seems to me, she said
It´s gonna be a long long day in bed
On a Lazy Weekend

I´m gonna smoke myself on a lazy weekend

Lazy Weekend

I am a songwriter and write and record in all styles. Basically, whatever takes my mood at the time, be it rock, pop, dance, jazz, blues and so on. Music for music´s sake. I also compose music for film and other media...feel free to send me a message.

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