Something For Everyone

Track from the album "Devil In The Detail"
Back to my roots, Alt Country and Indie Americana with influences from Tom Waits to Mazzy Star.

Devil In The Detail

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I'm Not Supposed To Be Here Anymore

If I was a man 
With down to earth plans
You’d know me well and you’d understand 
If I could turn my hand 
Just like dear old dad
To any problem say that I can

It to his disappointment I
Can’t fix and patch
Can’t build a house from scratch 

Rhyme boy that’s all you do
White noise that serves no use
Employ your brains and you
Could be just like one and two
Rhyme boy it’s time to face the truth 

No uniform no badge
No proof I’m a man
No service that my dear folks can brag
Not one of the gang
The small select band
Just different and clearly off brand

I can only sing a song
But you’d say that’s exactly what is wrong

Rhyme boy that’s all you do
White noise that serves no use
Employ your brains and you
Could be just like one and two
Rhyme boy it’s time to face the truth 

Imagine if you can at all
Someone with imagination 
Not just a timid fool
Just different like no other son

Rhyme boy that’s all you do
White noise that serves no use
Employ your brains and you
Could be just like one and two
Rhyme boy that’s all you do
White noise that serves no use
Employ your brains and you
Could be just like one and two 
Rhyme boy it’s time to face the truth 

If I was a man 
With down to earth plans
You’d know me well you’d understand

Rhyme Boy

There I am just passing time
Trying to hide keep out of sight 
Busy head and idle hands
How did I land here and what is my plan 
Answer right or is it wrong
It won’t be long until I’m gone
Self fulfilling prophecy 
That I can see it will come to be

Last one in the building 
First one out the door
Don’t know what I’m doing 
Not sure what I came for
Last to get the message
Writing on the wall
How could I not see it 
Obvious to one and all

There I am surrounded by 
A thousand eyes that pierce my mind Paranoia keeps me alert 
So to survive in a world of hurt 
Imposter syndrome permeates 
My every day with no escape
Business types the sharpest kind
Won’t waste their time on my bare faced lies

Last one in the building 
First one out the door
Don’t know what I’m doing 
Not sure what I came for
Last to get the message
Writing on the wall
How could I not see it 
Obvious to one and all 

Presence required 
To politely enquire
What did you do today please
Now let’s check my notes
Ah yes I know
Just what I can get away with

Responsibilities to shirk
I’ll make it work though it’s not work
What you see’s not what you get
Remove the mask there is nothing more left
It’s a living it’s no life
It’s just existence getting by
It’s a ruse to fool the world
And in my head I still think it works

Last one in the building 
First one out the door
Don’t know what I’m doing 
Not sure what I came for
Last to get the message
Writing on the wall
How could I not see it 
Obvious to one and all

Last One In The Building

Mood Sting

I’m lacking in the social skills 
A knowledge gap I need to fill
To make me more acceptable 
I need an upgrade
Niceties evading me
The etiquette I need to be 
Like admired so please give me
A software update

Plug me into anything 
Change my personality 
Take my life and wipe it clean
Start from scratch purge and delete
And there I’ll be new version release

Make me smart and likeable 
And lose the uninspiring foo
Who doesn’t have slightest clue
So out of date
A Shiny brand new confidence 
A spark that makes the difference 
The skills I’m lacking in so hence
The software update 

Version two point zero is here
A man without any fear
Arrogance my only glitch 
A bug I don’t need to fix
And now I’m good to go every bit

A blight of malware in my head
A skewed perception of the world 
The rubbish that my brain is fed
Confusion that I know so well

You may recognise my face
I’m different in other ways
To complicated to explain 
To obsolete brains
Suffice to say I’m perfect now
A mind without a single doubt
And soon you will know all about 
My software update

Here I am a superman 
So try and understand 
I’m too cool to ever see
The likes of you around me
I’m a perfect monster indeed

A blight of malware in my head
A skewed perception of the world 
The rubbish that my brain is fed
Confusion that I know so well

I’m lacking in the social skills 
A knowledge gap I need to fill
To make me more acceptable 
I need an upgrade
Niceties evading me
The etiquette I need to be 
Like admired so please give me
A software update

Software Update

Taken 60 years but I’ve finally started writing regularly. My ten playlists were written and recorded over the past five years. The recordings were all put together using GarageBand.

Software Update

Mick Kavanagh

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