Boots On The Ground - Combstead / Robert Grigg

Written and performed by Robert Grigg.
(Working on my piano skills, such as they are.)

Inspiration For Piano And Guitar

Barnacles

LYRICS

Phone on the sofa, 
oh you're taking in nothing,
vaguely listening to the scene.
I would kinda love it if you'd give me something, 
something to work with, 
something to grow.
I would kinda like it if you showed some feeling,
or if there's nothing you would let us know. 

We're heading out to see the queen.
We're here to see what's going wrong.
We're all relaxed and so serene.
We're heading out to see the queen. 

The beer bottles pile up by your feet, 
your grieving; isn't aimed above but rather just below.
Any excuse to feel collective meaning, 
just laying back to enjoy the show. 

We're heading out to see the queen.
We're oh so worried what's gone wrong.
We're all relaxed and so serene.
We're heading out to see the queen. 

We're heading out to see the queen.
We're here to see what's going wrong.
We're all relaxed and so serene.
We're heading out to see the queen. 

Your eyes barely flicker as you light up your cigarette,
take a drag and survey the scene.
I was kinda hoping that you'd be my princess.
kinda hoping that you'd be my queen.

The Queen [with The Fall of Saigon]

Song about having a partner who is a bit cuckoo with the jealousy. As they will be.

LYRICS

I can see you in the mirror and your face is looking back strange.
And your hand on the pillow makes me shudder as its sliding past my face. 

I've tried to provide a distraction.
You're in need of constant action.
I've tried to tell you there's no-thing.
Quickly becoming a no-win. 

I know all your little accusations, 
you dont even have to say.
That voice in your head, he did this, is never gonna go away. 

Oh, the things I haven't done are repeating.
The sound your making is just bleating.
I can't get me any satisfaction.
You're out there looking for action. 

The jealousy festers and takes over your brain.
But all your friends are out there, acting just the same. 

Not a single one of them happy.
Not anyone of them laughing.
Your half assed plan of distraction.
Was voided by my inaction. 

I can see you in the mirror and your face is looking back strange.
And your hand on the pillow makes me shudder as its sliding past my face. 

I've tried to provide a distraction.
You're in need of constant action.
I've tried to tell you there's no thing.
Quickly becoming a no-win.

Information Retrieval [with The Fall of Saigon]

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outro

Silver Bullet

Stonewall St Blues - Blind Blake 1927

Three of us were 17 years old. Don was a little older (The Complainer) 
A BOOMBOX RECORDING
Rob Cassano - Drums
Ron Snyder - Lead Guitar
Joe Storino - Bass
Don Williamson - The Complainer

DISFUNCTION (LIVE 1978 JAM) Cassano-Snyder-Storino-Williamson

The wine makes you look pretty
You know we think you're sweet
It's all the same to you
Party those demons away

A butterfly like you
A bird in rainbow colors
You flutter and you charm us
Nectar flowing through your veins
The stage is your home base 
The night is your lover
The light of day is far away but closing time too soon

Abandonment makes us feel pretty
Anarchy keeps us young
It's all the same to me 
Let's laugh the night away 

A butterfly like you
A bird in rainbow color 
You flutter and you charm us
Nectar flowing through your veins
The stage is your home base 
The night is your lover
The light of day is far away but closing time too soon

A butterfly like you
A bird in rainbow color 
You flutter and you charm us
Nectar flowing through your veins
The stage is your home base 
The night is your lover
The light of day is far away but closing time too soon

Pretty

Soul Transit

We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of dreams.





Information Retrieval [with The Fall of Saigon]

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