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I don’t Care (cover)

Adelma

James Bond 3000

Performed & Mixed by @the-dj-real Australia 2024
Inspired by "Slavic Soul" written by Fuse. Get a copy at ghostsmachine.bigcartel.com remixed beats from luke peters and doz with scratch & rap by the-dj-real

LYRICS

A trip on Robert 
that's my  Bike. 
Holds my backpack and me
My camera charged to snap graffiti.

On the Balkan rail tracks
Like a ninja
snapping pics
back to back

I endured, my rights of passage
Got hustled by gypsies, vagabonds
Selling candlesticks,
"Please?"

"Okay!"
The crooked smiles 
on their faces tell a thousand stories
Possession rights?
Poorly

Turn up at the designated meeting spot.
Put out the kick stand on Robert 
its three o clock
My local contact shows,
after some graffiti banter,
These trains will become aerosol art, (you) "black book bencher"
Dope!

But he had to hurry, I said what, "what do you do
When you don't chose colours for this situation in this concrete zoo?".
He replied, 
"I'm the director of an accounting firm", 
I rubbed my hand on my forehead, listened up and learned.

[CHORUS] 
They never taught you
it’s a battle
Every day 
to stay true

Coz they'll find you
Put their terms in your face 
to get what you need just to stay 
alive every day
   
Indemnity  clauses  
keep coming my way
Do they even relate? 
I'm already a slave

I agree with no pause, 
I agree to the clause.
All rights removed 
of course.

[Verse 2]
I left my Slavic friend, 
Heaven's spot, what a sight
Packed up my cannon cans 
Our burners back to back they were tight.

Took the track through town
For bakery Börek discounts
Grab some extra for the Bosnian 
track workers around

Last trip to the workers hut 
Down at the rail yard,  time long forgot.
Extended arm with a sledge hammer 
For 40 years of living tough.

Hey Aussie Boi, you try to beat Jasmin 
in an arm wrestle? 
I didn't dare say, ain't that a women's name, 
while he poured the kettle.

He went about 
to make Turkish coffee for me , 
twice boiled water in a rusty pot 
hummed a tune, cigarette in his teeth

Then he told me 
that his house is built on unlicensed land, 
But at the time of the build,
it was different.

[CHORUS] 
They never taught you
it’s a battle
Every day 
to stay true

Coz they'll find you
Put their terms in your face 
to get what you need just to stay 
alive every day
   
Indemnity  clauses  
keep coming my way
Do they even relate? 
I'm already a slave

I agree with no pause, 
I agree to the clause.
All rights removed 
of course.

[Verse 3]
As the sun set and I left, leaving steel factories, 
smoke stacks and hard demeanour men.
There native words met with my blank look, 
as my foreign presence was misunderstood

It's their town, and their way, 
I brought colour and reason
The battles with justice, 
is their battle for freedom
Wise from the terms 
that saw hardship ensue
But blessed 
with the son of Fuse.

[CHORUS] 
They never taught you
it’s a battle
Every day 
to stay true

Coz they'll find you
Put their terms in your face 
to get what you need just to stay 
alive every day
   
Indemnity  clauses  
keep coming my way
Do they even relate? 
I'm already a slave

I agree with no pause, 
I agree to the clause.
All rights removed 
of course.

Slavic Soul

Escape

Since we're getting close to Christmas, here goes my modest version of the "Come Unto Me" invitation.

Aprendei de mim, que sou manso e humilde de coração.
Em mim encontrareis descanso,
porque eu venci o mundo,
e a minha paz vos dou.
Entrai no descanso que vos dou. Erguei-vos.

Vós, cansados, vinde a mim.
Oprimidos, vinde a mim.
Na saudade, vinde a mim. 
Na verdade, que vos traz a liberdade, 
sem receios, vinde a mim.

Na miséria, vinde a mim.
Os que choram, vinde a mim.
Os que imploram, vinde a mim.
Vós, famintos de verdade e de justiça,
magoados, vinde a mim.

Escravizados, vinde a mim.
Vós, perdidos, vinde a mim.
Os que imploram, vinde a mim.
Os que choram pelas ruas da amargura,
os vencidos, vinde a mim.

Vinde a mim...

Vinde a Mim

4. Paddy Brings Peace To My World  - my other grandfather was a Wellington pilot in the RAF during World War Two. He sadly died in 1943 so I never met him. His death left a huge impact on my grandmother (who never married again) and my dad. She said he was very loving and thoughtful and felt he would have been thinking about them right to the end. That’s the approach in this song. His nickname for her was Paddy. No idea why!  Mastered by RCD Audio. 
Paddy brings peace to my world 

Crete below us, and in this night sky
Angry fires around us as we fly
They want to stop us but they can’t win
Got to see the ones we love again  

Duralumin beams form a latticed frame
Carry and protect us from flack and shells and flame 
We’re just so frightened, five anxious scared young men
Just want to see our homes again 

And I pray that they’re safe
I did what I could 
Took leave and followed Anderson’s plans
and dug 3 metres into the Surrey soil 
14 pieces of aluminium, a small sump in the floor 
All I could do to protect them from this damn war 

Because 
This crazy world has lost its mind
Angry, cruel, insane!
Paddy brings peace to my world
She soothes and she calms and she’s kind
I keep her here, in my heart and my mind
Paddy brings peace to my world 

A publishers accountant , a chippie and two clerks
and a teacher all together, up here in the dark
We’re doing our duty, the best we can
But we’ve taken too much damage and I doubt we’ll land 

Radio messages, saying we’re on fire and losing height 
We’re trying to put them out, we’re all paralysed with fright
Just trying to make it back

And I’m imagining what’s next for her
She’ll be told at first that we’re missing
Maybe dead, or prisoners of war
But she’ll never give up on me 
That’s why I’m trying to make it back 
to Paddy 

Because 
This crazy world has lost its mind
Angry, cruel, insane!
Paddy brings peace to my world
She soothes and she calms and she’s kind
I keep her here, in my heart and my mind
Paddy brings peace to my world

James whiteman copyright 9 April 2024

Paddy brings peace to my world

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