You hate my face Yerunda
Can't stand this place Yerunda
It's just things we say
I'll send you back Yerunda
You will attack Yerunda
It's just things we say
We'll never die Yerunda
Yet never cry Yerunda
It's just things we say
Everything transforms 
All minds will rise
We'll stand forever 
And love never dies
Can't tell a lie
I am not wise Yerunda
We're hypnotised Yerunda
It's just things we say

Yerunda

Teach me how to live 
'Coz I haven't got a clue
How on earth do you do it?
New age self-help guru
Coz everyones screwing me over
But other institutions are not like you
Just when I thought my life was over 
New age self-help guru
You showed me what to do-
Give all my money to you 
Yes one day I will be a millionaire 
All my dreams will come true
Soon I will have not one care
Thanks to a book or two
I'd like to thank you again 
For making me feel so Zen
I owe it all to you
New age self-help
You need my self-help
New age self-help guru
Teach me how to live 
'Coz I haven't got a clue 
How on earth do you do it?

New age self-help guru

This is one of my first songs from around 2006, silly but I liked the tune

Please Don't Play (Your games with me)

Help me to wake up
Let me know it's not a crime
Wake me and shake me 
That I may see the world sublime
I just have to return again to summertime
Wake me and shake me 
Let me see it's not a crime
Help me to wake up
So I may see the world sublime
I just have to return again to summertime. 

Return To Summer

Marnisland

Steppin' out my house just brings me down
Don't wanna don't wanna go out now 
The more I see the more I frown
Don't wanna don't wanna go out now 
Thickos, sickos, grin in disguise
Don't wanna don't wanna go out now
I see you coming I have to hide 
Don't wanna don't wanna go outside
Though the sublime sun is out
Though everyone seems to be out
Though everywhere is full of life 
All I need is in my mind 
I'm quite happy inside
Go out have fun, I don't mind 
Don't wanna don't wanna go outside
All I need I have to find
Modern architecture makes me sick
Don't wanna don't wanna go outside
My pub now flats taking the mick
Don't wanna don't wanna go outside 
Going into town just brings me down
Don't wanna don't wanna go out now 
The more I see the more I frown
Don't wanna don't wanna go outside

Happy inside

She don’t want me to leave
But she don’t want me
She don’t want anything she can see
She don’t want home
She don’t want abroad
Any stimulation 
Or to get bored
I try to get it right- always get wrong
So I’m just giving up
I hope that next time this won’t last so long
She don’t want life
She don’t want death
She don’t want to get tired
Or have morning breath
She don’t want to go out
She don’t want to stay in
Anything that’s possible 
She just wants everything
I try to get it right- always get wrong
So I’m just giving up
I hope that next time this won’t last so long
She don’t want me putting
Her into a song
I think that’s what she said 
But I’m probably wrong
She don’t want silence 
She don’t want my noise 
Doesn’t want me to decide 
Or have too much choice
I try to get it right-  I always get wrong
So I’m just giving up
I hope that next time this won’t last so long

She Don't Want Anything

We're Just Daydreaming

When my thoughts scare me 
And strange doorways stare
Worldly forces threaten 
With indifference, without care
All that’s alluring isn't what it seems 
Have to remember that life is but a dream
When I am muted 
By uncertainty
Have to remember that life is but a dream
And all seems vain in light of our mortality
Have to remember that life is but a dream
And look past illusion
I'm light
I'm free
Love always near
I have no fear 
I'm free
Sometimes I imagine
I am all alone
Have to remember all existence is my home
All that comes to save us
Won’t be what it seems
Have to remember that life is but a dream
All that comes to save us
Won't be what it seems
Have to remember 
To wake up from our dream

Have to Remember

Through the Wood (Instrumental)

What does it take to be free?
I ran away from facts
And responsibility
I hid away all over the place
Myself just followed me
What does it take to be free?
I’m in a box within a box
In a box, in a box
So on infinity
The laws of physics tick me off
The Spacetime conspiracy
What does it take to be free?
Maybe civilisations to blame
The rise of hierarchy
All gods and kings and gold and slaves-
A.K.A humanity
What does it take to be free?
What's outside our universe?
When I’m dead will I get to know?
What's inside our universe-
Beyond my limited perception?
Meditation, medication, higher selves, dedication
Some say acceptance is key
Belief in God almighty, freedom fighting, sacred writings
All helped imprison me
What does it take to be free?
A moment ago, I felt I was there temporarily
It seems I’m tethered to a physical
And false reality
What does it take to be free?
Being grateful for what you've got
And your limited liberty
You think it’s not a lot 'til its lost
Then you long
For the land of the free
What does it mean to those confined?
By your poverty
Parole denied forever by
The powers that shouldn't be
Do you accept corruption
With the hope of your safety
Is breathing more important than
A life with humanity
I’m free to be incaged in a mind that’s enraged
And to choose to have no choice
I’m free to complain and mock in vain
I’m free to waste my life
What does it take to be free?
There's freedom then there's freedom
How do I truly get away?
Love's the only force that
Makes me want to stay

What Does It Take To Be Free?

Four stumbling blocks in pursuit of the truth
Respect for authority
Next is custom then the opinion
Of the ignorant masses 
Lastly the display of psuedo wisdom
I have no desire to rule anyone 
Four stumbling blocks in pursuit of the truth
Respect for authority
Next is custom  then the opinion
Of the ignorant masses 
Lastly the display of psuedo wisdom
Ive got no desire to serve anyone 
The four chief sources of my ignorance 
God- the only authority
Dont trust the masters of pseudo wisdom
Ive got no desire to rule anyone .
Roger Bacon and I. 

Four stumbling blocks (In pursuit of truth)

I forget to wake up
Every day I break up
With myself from the night before
I forgot to wake up
When I'm gone, I don't want to be on
The wrong side of history.
I forget to wake up
Every day I make up
With a system I deplore
I don't want to wake up
When I'm gone, I don't want to be on
The wrong side of history.

Wrong Side Of History

I like quiet people
Too much noise today
All the noisy people 
With nothing much to -
Say what you like 
But there is something very wrong
With the narratives we're given 
And the apathy we're driven to-
Inconsequential noise is all I hear 
I need quiet
In which the voice of wisdom is found. 

Quiet People

I'm so lucky to be a subject
With the privileges they give to me 
With each passing day they may take some away
But I still feel that I'm free
I'm so lucky to be a subject
In the 21st century
I'm allowed my say before the owners have their way
For we are all their property
I'm so lucky to be a subject
With the choice of such trivialities 
With each passing hour
Global elites attain more power
To manipulate the players in democracy
I'm so lucky to be a subject
Under the current regime
I'm watched all the time
And I bet soon it'll be a crime
To question the lying bastards In your dreams

I'm So Lucky To Be A Subject

Tired of singing lately wanted to see if I could hold the interest with a couple of guitars even though my playing ability leaves me very limited

Quiet Return

You say you want the truth
But you don't want to face yourself
You say that you rage at the ones who enslave
You know you hate yourself
You tell me it's over
It's just begun
This is the age of redemption
The age of redemption
You tell me you want the truth
But you don't want to face yourself 
You say that you rage against the ones who enslave
When you know you hate yourself 
You say it's nearly over
It's just begun
This is the age of redemption

Age Of Redemption

Centred in the Sphere

Was singing a melody to it and decided to add the line on guitar. Sometimes play out of tune but I like it anyway

Wise Ones

You're still the kid you were 
In your safe little world 
You haven't suffered much or seen much
Someone in their 30's who
Thinks that they have all the answers
You're just intelligent enough to be 
Arrogant and derogatory
But not enough to know that you've got
So much to learn
Not wise enough to see that you know nothing at all
You're still the kid you were 
With your kind heart
You don't mean to hurt the people you hurt
Confirmed by all your friends 
You think that you've got all the answers 
But you've got so much to learn

So Much To Learn

Questioning

Soon To Be Memory

This is real life 
Every decision
Ripples throughout all time 
I don't find it funny
The games you play with me
Price paid in real life
I tried to compartmentalise
Conscience ignored
I couldn't stand no more 
I couldn't stand, I couldn't stand no more
I don't want your money 
Or your company
I haven't got much time 
I walked around half asleep
Because I knew I was in deep
Tried to forget real life 
I tried to compartmentalise
Conscience ignored
I couldn't stand no more 
I couldn't stand, I couldn't stand no more

This is real life

Lily-livered darling 
Social media king
The devils in you
Melancholy moron 
Concerned that everything’s wrong
Well what about you?

I knew you before
When you kicked me to the floor
Because you’re not good

Fastidious idiot 
Saccharine sermons
Twisting the word
Dandified socialite 
Equality is your fight
As you’re better than me
I knew you before
When you kicked me to the floor
Because you’re not good

They are all fools if they can’t see through you

You're not good

The ignorant artisan exalted?

Your words are seared into my soul
Everything I wrote could have been droll
You know I hate myself for being cruel
What can I say? I get so bored - without you
Got the Morbs 
The colours fade and I become a dullard
In every merry throng I see a graveyard
And you know I know just how you feel
And I wonder if you just got bored with me 
Getting the morbs 
Got the morbs

The Morbs

Just because he's unusual
And occasionally delusional
It doesn't mean that everthing he says 
Is unreliable
Amongst all the confusion 
He cuts through the illusion
And every now and then
Has the solution
Then he forgets again
Bad spirits enter telling him it's the end
Just because he's unusual
And occasionally delusional
It doesn't mean that everthing he says 
Is unreliable
Amongst all the confusion 
He cuts through the illusion
And every now and then
Has the solution

Benson

Amongst All The Confusion

My thoughts were insane
So I wrote them again 
Now I'm lost at sea 
My love was in pain
My life was in vain
And that is what made me 
Shed my old skin 
And go searching for eternity
I fell back in line
But not for all time
Still trying to break free 
Ooo yeah
The world is insane
For we are in pain
From being the breathing dead
Those who are alive
Can see without eyes
And know without their heads 
I shed my old skin
And went searching for eternity
Fell back in line 
But not for all time 
Still trying to break free
I will be free
Ooo yeah

The Cobbled Moth

I know you’ve got the magic
Without being drunk
You’ve got the magic
Which cannot be debunked 
I see you’ve got the magic
The Blue Devils won’t refuse 
You’ve got the magic
You cannot lose
I see you’ve got the magic 
Not the Magic Circle Kind
You’ve got the magic 
Of the Single Eye
I know you’ve got the magic
We had when we were small
You’ve got the magic
And that’s not all
You are good
Because you know you’re not good
But you’re trying to be better
With no vendetta
You’ve got the magic 
Without being pissed
You’ve got the magic
With your own twist 
I say you’ve got the magic
Although you might be afraid to use it
You’ll never lose it
You’ve got the magic
You've got the magic
We had when we were small 
You've got the magic 
And that's not all 
You are good 
Because you know you're not good
But you're trying to be better 
With no vendetta 
You’ve got the magic
Without being drunk
You've got the magic
Which cannot be debunked 
I see you’ve got the magic
The Blue Devils won’t refuse 
You’ve got the magic
Got the magic etc

You've Got The Magic

Song set to a poem I rearranged by the multitalented Bethany Durrant
https://bootanypharmacy.wordpress.com/

Phone recording

You are a free a spirit aloof 
I want to adore you
But love would not be enough 
Uncouth for you the truth
Is enlightenment and that means 
No human attatchment
You cradle the Id to my thoughts 
Of the pacifier 
Sucking like the wet toungues of flames 
For passion and fire 
But never love 
You become a spirit 
Never belonging to any others heart
Except that of mother earth
I might be living in the dark ages 
But you are uncaged no shame 
As long as I have blood 
I am human and I love

The Loveless Hippy (Words by Bethany Durrant)

For my son 

I don't want to force you son 
To live by my ideals
I don't want to be the one 
To invalidate how you feel
I hope one day you know truth and wisdom
And that without love there can be no real union
They want to coerce you manipulate and stipulate
They want to take away your will to be free
God waits for you to go to him
The Roman ideal can never win
I think I am starting to undertsand the Lord above
I think I am starting to undertand what it is to love

To Love

I was sad to see you were living your life 
In a multi level marketing scheme
Trying to sell me a false dream
There was something more in your strained smiles
Multimedia profile screens 
Always trying to sell a false dream
Sometimes I feel so sad
I might be glad if you join me
Multi level marketing schemes 
Always trying to sell a false dream
I'd feel quite glad if you join me
If you join me
I was sad becasue I'm living my life

With unasked for yet much appreciated help from my 11 month old son on the rattle 

All these years debating
Old friend what can we say?
The truth is still unproven either way
I'm not going to conclude that life's in vain
I'm prepared to take some things on faith
We know about 'divide and conquer'
You know we don't know how people feel
The truth sometimes turns out to be fiction
And fiction to be real
I'm not going to conclude that life's in vain
I'm prepared to take some things on faith

On Faith

You can lie to your family
Cover your tracks
Clean up quite nice 
Make secret pacts
Bury the ugly things you've done
But you can't hide for very long
Lie to the public 
Be above the law
Swear never to talk
Win the hearts and minds of everyone 
You can't hide for long 
From your own conscience 
If you have one

Conscience

I cannot play the *ucking bongos, yet I did it again

Don't trust your senses 
Don't trust your gut 
Don't trust in reason 
If it contradicts us
Don't trust your neighbours 
They might think differently
Don't trust anybody who doesn't agree
Just do what you're told
And think what you're told
It's easy all you've got to do is what you're told
We would never hurt you
We would never lie 
We may have the power 
Yet corruption passed us by
Don't trust your ancestors 
Don't trust yourselves 
You're not the monopolisers 
Of technology and wealth
Just do what you're told
And think what you're told
It's easy all you've got to do is what you're told
You've got to trust the experts 
That have been appoved by us 
They're bought and sold 
Just do what you're told
And think what you're told
It's easy all you've got to do is what you're told

Do What You're Told

My only cover shared here. Wish I had a bass

The Caravelles, Lois Wilkinson (born in Sleaford, Lincolnshire, England) and Andrea Simpson (born in Finchley, London), were a British duo girl band.  Their single  "You Don't Have to Be a Baby to Cry" peaked on the  US Billboard charts at no. 3 in 1963, (before the British invasion).

Don't Blow Your Cool.  Andrea Simpson/Lois Wilkinson. 1963
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8y3-FbqGMMA

"Not being cool's not cool but being too cool's just cold" (The Happy Somethings,  2020). https://soundcloud.com/thehappysomethings/millionth-girlfriend

Don't Blow Your Cool (The Caravelles)

Last one due to the upload limit

Partly inspired by Gnosticism

If the root of wickedness lies hidden out of sight
It waxes strongly, yet perishes in the light
Ignorance is the mother of all evil and death
For every soul, there isn’t much time left

Living spirit, no more separation
I’m asking for regeneration

I am stripped bare and ready to be reborn
First I must die, burn up the cloaks I’ve worn
If you are not empty you can’t be filled with light 
I must surrender, say farewell to this long night

I’ve been a fool, this is no game 
All words have power, be careful what you say

Living spirit, no more separation
I’m asking for regeneration

Regeneration

Latest uploads on: The Cobbled Moth 2 -  "Cobbled Moth Regenerated" Soundcloud.com/thecobbledmoth2

Outsider songwriter cobbling lo-fi demos (because I don't know how not to). Achieved solo with a Tascam pocket studio, acoustic guitar, Telecaster, tambourine and bloody bongos...not all used on every track. Some Instrumentals. 

"Compliance is a deadly vice 
That makes you think you're safe
But the truths from which we hide
Become the horrors we face"  - The Cobbled Moth, from the song 'On the Outside' 2016.

Double translated as:
"Compliance is a deadly defect
This makes you think that you are safe
But the truths from which we hide
Become the horrors that we come across" Bulyznik Prays, or Cobbled Midge. 

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