My latest songs about stuff, things, and all the  usual codswallop. The first five were written in September. The second five are from October (2024). Fancy.

I Shall Never Play The Dane

If I could conjure fortune up with fame.
And treat those two imposters just the same.
If I am flicker, a shadow, a moment in time.
Then I am a whisper, a headache, a 6 am. line.

Watch back, stat attack, deary me.
My apple took a fall from a golden tree.
Oh, what are you seeing when you look at me?
I'm alive.
Trying to find a way to survive.

The wind that blew away the dust and rot.
The same wind blew away the elder gods.
If I'm on a golden star, spinning a circle in time.
How can I be staring out into space in a line?

Hold back, black jack, twenty-three.
My apple didn't fall far from that tree.
Oh, I am my own, and I will always be.
I'm alive.
Trying to find a way to get by.

The sun that weaves its path across the sky.
Will carry on the same after you die.
If I am a small part of all that has happened before.
How is it fair that I can never know what's in store?

Sad sack, hold back, deary me.
My apple took a fall from the golden tree.
Oh, what am I seeing when I look at me?
I'm alive.
Trying to find a way to the...

Hard tack, take back, birds and bee.
My apple didn't fall far from that tree.
Oh, I am my own, and I will always be.
I'm alive.
Trying to find a way to survive.

The Apple And The Tree

Home is the place where we live.
Home is the place where you learn to forgive.
Home's where you build up your fire.
Home is the place where you crawl up inside her.
Down in the night.
It'll be right.
In the morning.

Home is the place you belong.
Home is a place where you can't stay for long.
Home is the time at your side.
Home is the place where you play out the ride.
Dark is the night.
But it's all alright.
In the morning.

Give me some time.
Get my ducks in a line.
Though we're all short of time.
Take me home.
Faded or not
I'll be taking my shot.
Trying to stop this rot.
Take me home.

Home places logs by the fire.
Home is a place where you're joined up with wire.
Home is a light in the dawn.
Home is the piled dirty clothes you have worn.
Meanwhile, there's the night.
Turn off the light.
To them all.

Give me a throw.
Get my ducks in a row.
We'll be watching them go.
Take me home.
I'm fading away.
But won't sink into grey.
It'll all be okay.
Take me home.

Give me some time.
Get my ducks in a line.
Though we're all short of time.
Take me home.
Now faded or not
I'll be taking my shot.
Trying to stop this rot.
Take me home. 

They said that we'd never make it.
What do they know?
Girl, we never made it.
Lost in the night.
Worked out alright.
Now, will you please take me home. 


Home

Satellite, I see you flying through the sky.
Can you tell me why you've gotta get so high?
I have never seen such motion all my life.
Satellite, you shine your light and pass on by.

Satellite, what is the purpose of your being?
I can't comprehend the sights that you have seen.
I have no idea what they have got in store.
Satellite, they always seem to want some more.

Straight lines cross the sky.
The stars are left behind.
The grandeur of the moon.
Is crossed by you so soon.
I love you, satellite.

Satellite, I stand here staring from the ground.
While you watch us up in space, recording sound.
Satellite, who sent you up to spy on me?
You were only supposed to help us become free.

Satellite, a glowing tin can full of war.
Falling sideways past the earth outside my door.
Are you filling up on data from ruskies?
Satellite, one day you'll bring us to our knees.

Soaring cross sun-rays.
You transmit through the haze.
A howl up to the moon.
It's crossed by you so soon.
I love you, satellite. (x4)

Satellite

Are you watching the earth spin around?
Through the clouds, through the clouds, all the clouds.
You don't lift up your head up and look round.
Look around, look around, at the clouds.
When the cloudburst is tumbling down.
To the ground.

See you speak but you don't make a sound.
Look around, for the sound, for the sound.
And you're only a face in the crowd?
Walking round, head bowed down, bowing down.
Won't you get your head out of my clouds?
On the ground.

Stars fill the gaps that the clouds can't replace.
Somebody said they can see through your face.

Is your head fucked up spinning around?
Spin around, round and round, spinning round.
Is your head still stuck up in a cloud?
Don't look down, don't look down, don't look down.
You choose now to take your look around?
To the ground.

When you can't see the wood for the trees?
On your knees, to your knees, on your knees.
And if you don't stay still you will freeze.
As you please, as they please, as I please.
All the clouds floating off on the breeze.
On your knees.

Stars fill the gaps that the clouds can't replace.
Somebody said they can see through your face.



The Clouds

When I was a child. 
I thought it was only a ride.
Was there laughter and loving, and music and singing your songs. 
Not for long.
Was there was food in our bellies, and something on telly, to watch. 
Like the clocks.

When I was a child. 
I told myself it was just fine
As I drank from the fountain, of spirits and beer and wine. 
For some time.
See, there's stuff to be taken, and holes to be sank in. 
Sometimes, drew a line.

I feel no cold as I sit with the moon and the tree.

Inside I ache.
I'm on the take.
These deals I make.
Roll on.
Yet as a child.
I'd raise a smile.
As I walked them miles.
Alone.

When I was a boy.
I was easily fooled by your ruse. 
But it grew so much bigger, got sold down the river and gone. 
Right or wrong.
See, there's nothing that's lasting.
It's all in the past, for too long. 
Sang that song.

See, I was too young, 
and I couldn't see wood for the trees.
I was caught in the cross wind of holes we get stuck in. 
We're gone. 
Far too long.
The winds keep on gusting.
Surrounded by rough things at dawn. 
You're falorn.

I feel no cold as I sit with the moon and the tree.

Inside I ache.
I'm on the take.
These deals I make.
Roll on.
Yet as a child.
I'd raise a smile.
As I walked them miles.
Alone.

I feel no cold as I sit with the moon and the tree.

Inside I ache.
I'm on the take.
These deals I make.
Roll on.
Yet as a child.
I'd raise a smile.
Now I'm a child.
No more 

The Moon And The Tree

Sneaky Russian, how do you do?
Bet we're thinking just the same as you.
Should we give ourselves a talking to?
What a world.
Oh, American, how do you plead?
Bet you'd like to see us on our knees.
Are you too wrapped up with greed?
To make it work.

Standing out in the crowd.
Why you all gotta talk so loud?
And what's made you so proud?
Of all your words.
Oh, china-man what do you say?
Could we all be friends one day?
Shall we put the bad things away?
We can all be here to stay.
I guess our time is running out.

Can't you all just get along?
We can't all sing the same song.
When neither one is wrong.
The fighting carries on.
And on, and on, and on.

Half cut with my friends.
We're sorting through.
We'll sort it out.
This world spins round.
Within or without. 

Three sheets to the wind.
We're sorting out.
Just sorting through.
Without a clue.
We lack the clout.
To figure it out.

Sneaky Russian hasn't the means.
The follow up to having a dream.
Contemplating some expensive jeans?
But they are cursed.
You Americans a-wouldn't know.
Why they made the flowers grow.
Not everything's for show.
Some things are work.

Them chinaman digging the ground.
While we're all just fooling around.
Work sixteen hour days.
So the outcome might be swayed.
I guess our time is running out.

Well then Russian what do you say?
Could we make it up to you some way?
The clock keeps ticking on.
The fighting carries on.
And on, and on, and on.

Half cut with my friends.
We're sorting through.
We'll sort it out.
This world spins round.
Within or without 

Three sheets to the wind.
We're sorting out.
Just sorting through.
Without a clue.
We lack the clout.
To figure it out.

The workers plod along.
The fighting carries on.
And on, and on, and on.
Om.

Sneaky Russians

Oh, the thought came to me.
Though it may have been a dream.
Am I floating alone in the void?
Now we all have to pay.
For our days with no consequences.
Are we drifting slowing away?
Away.

Now we're hoping to get away.
Hoping to find a way home.
You were always eclectic.
But your dreams were always on your own.
Now you've nothing to show for it.
Nothing but skin on your bones.
Can you atone?
All alone.

Now, the thought disagreed.
Was it part of some strange dream?
Where I'm floating alone in the void.
Now, we all have to say.
That we're happy with our choices.
But that doesn't make it so.
Not so.

Now we wait for our getaway.
Hoping to make ourselves whole.
We were thinking eccentric.
But our dreams were always our own.
Now we've nothing but empty.
Pockets of misery sown.
It's been shown.
All alone.

Now we're hoping to get away.
Hoping to find your way home.
You were always eclectic.
But your dreams were always on your own.
Now you've nothing to show for it.
Nothing but skin on your bones.
Can you atone?
All alone.

A Dream

There was a time when I liked the mean streets.
Alcohol, the drugs, the pizzas.
Feeling I was getting somewhere fast.

But, all them times they were too risky
All them people nowt but piskies.
Nothing in that world is built to last.

Though alcohol stirred my emotion.
Held me back from true devotion.
Holds you back from any given task.

Kids they change things.
Life is savage.
All you wanted was no baggage.
Something has to give. 
It's really this or that.

The causes that you thought important.
Melt away with holy portents.
Honey drizzled, cold war, dazzled hearts.

And all the naying, saying, lovers.
Soft, warm legs underneath covers.
Couldn't help me now. 
That we're apart.

Your sky will never fill my pages.
Barely heard of all your sages.
Take a look for me.
Before we start.

Oh, up and down, and far below.
It's all the same to me, you know.
The portrait of an artist. 
Giving away all his art.

Oh, I'll...
Say it, then.
I shall never play the Dane.
I shall never play the Dane.
Because I'm old.
oh, I'll...
Say it again.
I shall never play the Dane.
I shall never play the Dane.
Because I'm old.

We send the kids to school for learning.
Half an eye on future earnings.
Whatever will now become of me?

A spent and used up commissary.
Delivered on time just barely.
Why'd you give me sight.
If I can't ever hope to see?

Your machinations drove me crazy.
Doubled up. 
Accused of lazy.
Trapped by lack of sleep that I can't beat.

Who cares to dance? 
When all above.
The puppet masters strings are cut.
Here I am sitting. 
Won't you go and dance for me?

Oh, I'll...
Say it, then.
I shall never play the Dane.
I shall never play the Dane.
Cause I am old.
Yeah, I'll...
Say it again.
I shall never play the Dane.
I shall never play the Dane.
I'm just too old.

Their covid left me blurry, weary.
I was not like all the teary.
Pan bang, sap eyed, abide, pleasant chaps.

And all you worry wort, dag naggers.
In cahoots with the flag shaggers.
Ruined all my feelings toward the past

Your rules were made to be heartbroken.
Everything is bought with tokens.
How'd we get our foot off of the gas?

Money comes to cause it's mischief.
Always rooted for the sneak theif.
Boffins kinda gave me creeps.
Never gave me laughs.

I've no concerns about your Facebook.
Crushed the car.
But kept the log book.
Hushed. Momento mori. Fancy free.

You over-ruled me nationally.
Watched my family dilly dally.
Sleeping. Creeping. 
Further out from me.

Your anodyne, pontificating,
deals you are making with Satan.
How I wish you'd try to let it...
Let it wander free.

They rubber stamped your reliquary 
Fuck the rich, man.
They are lairy.
In the end.
Well, there... 
There is only me.

The Mean Streets

God, give me style and give me grace.
Give me something I can grow.
Give me something I can taste.
Now, give me somewhere just to be.
Give me rock and give me roll.
Give me heart and give me soul.

I'm falling.
Deep is the valley which no light can penetrate.
I'm falling.
Deep is the chasm when you sink into the waste.
I'm falling.
Out. Out.

You, give me the freedom to use.
Give me fire for the fuse.
Give me someone as a muse.
Now, tell me what you wanna be?
Give me pockets full of sight.
Give me strength to win the fight.

I'm falling.
Deep is the valley that no light can enter in.
I'm falling.
Deep is the chasm in which I can sink within.
I'm falling.
Out. Out.

I'm falling.
Deep is the valley which no light can penetrate.
I'm falling.
Deep is the chasm when you sink into the waste.
I'm falling.
Out. Out.

I'm Falling

Retail park shark.
Swimming in a foot spa.
Living in a fast car.
Asking where the birds are.
This must come naturally to you?
You are not real but I have seen your face.
You're a picture on the fireplace.

Low pain, high bar.
Asking not to get far.
Top rat, smack hat.
Trying to sell his old tat.
You can not ask me for a clue.
The portrait of a piss artist, staggered in middle age.
Just sat there waiting to be saved.

Watch out cause all the foxes will come at you with a smile.
They'll help you for a while.
Help you for a while.

It's easier to fool you than to tell you you've been fooled.
I didn't make the rules.
You can not know the rules.

Clever fox, treasure box.
Find what was lost.
Cold in November.
We won't be remembered.
You can not tell me what to do.
The man who wanted everything, ending on microfiche.
I guess he didn't get his wish.

Watch out cause all the foxes will come at you with a smile.
They'll help you for a while.
Help you for a while.

My Grandad gave my nose a tweak and told me I was bad.
She's the best I ever had.
The best I ever had.

Little Grebe (In Summer Plumage)

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





I Shall Never Play The Dane

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