V and C

LOVED UP

slow

He's so pretty. Just a little bit cissy.
But he moves me like a movie about heroes.
He shows a total lack of fear.
He knows. Oh! He knows.
You've got to be the living proof
of your own personal truth.
It's no use hiding away.
You got to be yourself
in the biggest possible way.

He's fresh- he's as fresh as it gets.
He steals heartbeats from me—
socially he turns me into
a crazy revolutionary.
I'm on fire. We are inspired.
We can move mountains together.
We can do everything together.

He steals heartbeats from me—
socially he turns me into
a crazy revolutionary.
I'm on fire. We are inspired.
We can move mountains together.
We can do everything together.

He's so pretty. Just a little bit cissy.
But he moves me like a movie about heroes.
He shows a total lack of fear.
He knows. Oh! He knows.
You've got to be the living proof
of your own personal truth.
It's no use hiding away.
You got to be yourself
in the biggest possible way.

He's fresh- he's as fresh as it gets.
He steals heartbeats from me—
socially he turns me into
a crazy revolutionary.
I'm on fire. We are inspired.
We can move mountains together.
We can do everything together.

07/09/2024

WE ARE INSPIRED

The leaves are changing green to brown,
the Summer's packed and leaving town
and Autumn in her Autumn gown
will spill the wine in hoedown.
Smack that thigh, stamp that boot.
Don't stand still! You might take root.
Smack that thigh, stamp that boot.
Don't stand still! You might take root.

Time waits for no woman,
look at the man in the Moon,
his eyes are always on the sunrise
and the newbies in full bloom.
Time dances double time.
Time dancing double time
will make ghosts of all of you.

And after the fall the snow will fall
and costly frosts will come to call.
We'll light log fires to fight the cold, to jog our memories.
We'll raise a full glass to our Christmases passed
and the loves we lost to the trees.

Time waits for no woman,
look at the man in the Moon,
his eyes are always on the sunrise
and the newbies in full bloom.
Time dances double time.
Time dancing double time
will make ghosts of all of you.

Bring on the Spring's new things,
snowdrops popping up
to warm the cold feet of the hedgerows,
bluebells in the wildwood where the wild garlic grows,
doves in the meadows
where the young couples go.

Time waits for no woman,
look at the man in the Moon,
his eyes are always on the sunrise
and the newbies in full bloom.
Time dances double time.
Time dancing double time
will make ghosts of all of you.

The leaves are changing green to brown,
the Summer's packed and leaving town
and Autumn in her Autumn gown
will spill the wine in hoedown.
Smack that thigh, stamp that boot.
Don't stand still! You might take root.
Smack that thigh, stamp that boot.
Don't stand still! You might take root.

Time waits for no woman,
look at the man in the Moon,
his eyes are always on the sunrise
and the newbies in full bloom.
Time dances double time.
Time dancing double time
will make ghosts of all of you.

09/09/2024

DANCING DOUBLE TIME

These are significant things.
The problem is I keep feeling blue.
I keep feeling painfully blue.
The problem is the problem is you.
The problem is the problem is you.

I need to say to him,
things I've kept for better days.
I don't like crying in the rain.
Oh! It's never best to go to war
but this is my life I'm fighting for
and I'm not the sort to run away.
I would never just disappear.

So I keep on, keeping on,
keeping all the rows at bay.
The problem is that problems-
they never just go away.
And I keep sleeping on it,
and, to be perfectly honest,
I keep weeping about it too.

The problem is I keep feeling blue.
I keep feeling painfully blue.
The problem is the problem is you.
The problem is the problem is you.

What's anyone supposed to do?
As it goes, you grow and you grow,
and finally you grow to know
there is no more growing to do.

You know what you must pursue.
You know what you must pursue.
The problem is I keep feeling blue.
The problem is the problem is you.

Life has started to take us apart.
This ache is you breaking my heart.
And I take it you haven't got a clue.
Where do we start?
We part! We part! Oh dear!
You've got absolutely no idea.
Problem is I keep feeling blue.
The problem is the problem is you.

So I keep on, keeping on,
keeping all the rows at bay.
The problem is that problems-
they never just go away.
And I keep sleeping on it,
and, to be perfectly honest,
I keep weeping about it too.

The problem is I keep feeling blue.
I keep feeling painfully blue.
The problem is the problem is you.
The problem is the problem is you.
The problem is I keep feeling blue.
I keep feeling painfully blue.
The problem is the problem is you.
The problem is the problem is you.

13/09/2024

THE PROBLEM IS YOU

I'm losing my patience
with crowds of people.
Crowds
have always crowded me out.
No doubt
I've grown very particular.
I don't want to mix with
the circus of strangers-
the clowns who fix everything,
they push people like me around.
Crowds
have always crowded me out.
No doubt
I've grown very particular.

A stickler in my ways,
I shall be an individual
to the end of my days.

I can't stand loud.
I don't do proud
or ghastly threads
worn like a shroud.
I can't stand punks.
I don't do drunks.
I never think to buy
any boot sale junk.
Some of us need
the space to breathe.
Breathless with rage
I've reached that stage-    
spending my days
dying in isolation.
I can't stand loud.
I don't do proud
or ghastly threads
worn like a shroud.
I can't stand punks.
I don't do drunks.

I'm losing my patience
with crowds of people.
Crowds
have always crowded me out.
No doubt
I've grown very particular.
I don't want to mix with
the circus of strangers-
the clowns who fix everything,
they push people like me around.
Crowds
have always crowded me out.
No doubt
I've grown very particular.

A stickler in my ways,
I shall be an individual
to the end of my days.

16/09/2024

CROWDS

I have tried.
But so far
I've not expired.
I've parked all my dark thoughts
on a to-do list.

And for the life of me,
I can't fly.
I'm much too heavy
for the updrafts,
too heavy to laugh.
I watch birds do it
absurdly easy.
Moths, butterflies, bees.
Oh, I can't fly—
I'm much too heavy
in my head.

I have stood on top
of very tall buildings,
just taking in the view,
chewing over what to do.
Do I drop?
Or bring a stop
to this obsession with flight?
Do I put aside my wings?
Do I learn to fly tonight?
Will choirs of angels sing?

The choirs of angels sing:
"No one is listening."

FLIGHT

Shout. Shout. Shout.

I've listened to you shout-
crying out, drying out.
I've listened to you shout
being so far down and out,
you being so depressed.

Shout. Shout. Shout.
Drive the demons out.

You express your many fears
through all of your sorry tears-      
so vividly, so vividly,
so vividly it hid you from view.
And it makes no sense,
makes no sense to me at all.
You were once so beautiful.
You were so successful.
It must have been the drugs.
It must have been the drugs.
The drugs or the alcohol.
Oh! Yes! No. No. No.
It must have been the alcohol.

Your terrible human weather
is not getting you together.
Your storms are so unkind.
I'm frightened your drinking
is destroying your thinking-
driving you out of your mind.
And I fear for your career.
But
there is a way back from here.

Thank the big man on high.
Thank you Lord of the sky.

I can help you to mend.
We can fix you in the end.
I'll be there for your withdrawal.
I'll go through it all with you.
And on the other side
of having nowhere to hide,
we can rebuild this broken you,
bring you back as almost new
because I can and I do love you.
I love you. I love you. I love you.

Your terrible human weather
is not getting you together.
Your storms are so unkind.
I'm frightened your drinking
is destroying your thinking-     
driving you out of your mind.
And I fear for your career.
But
there is a way back from here?

I can help you to mend.
We can fix you in the end.
I'll be there for your withdrawal.
I'll go through it all with you.
And on the other side
of having nowhere to hide,
we can rebuild this broken you,
bring you back as almost new
because I can and I do love you.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
We can rebuild this broken you,
bring you back as almost new
because I can and I do love you.
I love you. I love you. I love you

Drying Out

DRYING OUT

I don't care for parties-
they're really not my scene.
I'm not big on all that smalltalk.
.....I'm shy
.....and I'm seriously 'arty'-
I wouldn't go there to be seen.
I'm not that kind of a man machine.

I like my own company.
I like being deep in thought,
.....seeing what pictures
might be beautifully wrought.
I'm always dreaming what pictures
.....might be bought.
At the end of every month
my income is always spent.
I just about make the rent.
But the models are beautiful.
All the beautiful nudes
they all exude different attitudes.
My current favourite is Nancy.

Nancy in the buff is heavenly.
But it's just not enough for me.
My heart flutters when I see her.
.....I think I might be in love.
Fancying Nancy is a no brainer.
.....I think I might be in love.

I don't care for parties-
they're really not my scene.
I'm not big on all that smalltalk.
.....I'm shy
.....and I'm seriously 'arty'-
I wouldn't go there to be seen.
I'm not that kind of a man machine.

I like my own company.
I like being deep in thought,
.....seeing what pictures
.....might be wrought.
Dreaming what pictures
.....might be bought.
At the end of every month
my income is always spent.
I just about make the rent.
But the models are beautiful.
All the beautiful nudes
they all exude different attitudes.
My current favourite is Nancy.

Nancy in the buff is heavenly.
But it's just not enough for me.
My heart flutters when I see her.
.....I think I might be in love.
Fancying Nancy is a no brainer.
.....I think I might be in love.

Fancying Nancy

FANCYING NANCY

It's midnight. I'm only lightly
.....sleeping.
I keep smelling your perfume.
It's floating like a friendly ghost
passing through my room.
Are you haunting me my love?
Oh! I'm already being haunted
.....by our love.

I  can half believe
.....that you're still here.
A reminiscent you is kissing me.
I'm praying to the heavens
.....that you're missing me.
Someone's just wiped away a tear.
It's as if you were really here
and you wiped away my tears
.....like you do.
..........Just like you do.

Thank you for your presence
.....in my life.
Thank you for the feelings,
all the joy and all your healing.
Thank you for your presence
.....in my life.
Tomorrow I will ask you
.....if you'd like to be my wife.
Tomorrow I will ask you
.....if you'd like to be my wife.

A Proposal

A PROPOSAL

I don't suffer fools much-
don't think its cool to be stupid.
I've put in the things I desire-
I'll leave the results to Cupid.

It's the intellect effect
that gets my full attention.
Yes! You've maybe got the body
but you don't seem to have
.....the brains.
.....Brains are sexy.

It's the intellect effect
gets my attention every time.
.....Brains or brawn?
.....Brains or brawn?
Do I smile or do I yawn?
When your lover is
reading a good book
you don't know that you're born.
You don't know that you're born.
It's the intellect effect-
I'll always give it a look,
it gets my attention every time.

It's not a crime to have a type,
to favour honesty over hype.
Honestly, I prefer a studious guy,
someone great at conversation.
A man invested in his education.
It's why I don't drink in a crowd.
Why should I cloud my thinking?
I think I might be falling in love.

My guy has just turned thirty-
lectures at the local university.
He doesn't need a map of my body.
He's not constantly on his phone.
I don't feel used. I get to choose
what we do with our time alone.
We seem to have created
a sophisticated world of our own.
I think I might have fallen in love.

I don't suffer fools much-
don't think its cool to be stupid.
I've put in the things I desire-
I'll leave the results to Cupid.
I don't suffer fools much-
don't think its cool to be stupid.

It's the intellect effect
that gets my full attention.
Yes! You've maybe got the body
but you don't seem to have
.....the brains.
.....Brains are sexy.

It's the intellect effect
gets my attention every time.
.....Brains or brawn?
.....Brains or brawn?
Do I smile or do I yawn?
When your lover reads a good book. you don't know that you're born
It's the intellect effect-
I'll always give it a look,
it gets my attention every time.
I think I might have fallen in love.

It's not a crime to have a type,
to favour honesty over hype.
Honestly, I prefer a studious guy,
someone great at conversation.
A man invested in his education.
It's why I don't drink in a crowd.
Why should I cloud my thinking?
I think I might have fallen in love.

My guy has just turned thirty-
lectures at the local university.
He doesn't need a map of my body.
He's not constantly on his phone.
I don't feel used. I get to choose
what we do with our time alone.
We seem to have created
a sophisticated world of our own.
I think I might have fallen in love.

[He's thirty. Thirty!
My cup of tea.
Dark hair and a tan.
Degrees in the Arts.
A stranger to these parts.
He's my kind of a man.]

Brains Or Brawn

BRAINS OR BRAWN

What If

WHAT IF

I used to ooze confidence-
ooze a self-belief,
certainty was my close friend
but my success was brief.
I ran into a massive goodbye.
Lately I've been losing my grip-
no longer have a significant other.
He slipped away last year.

Memories of him I still adore.
But I don't cry for him anymore.
I don't cry for him anymore.
He said when the tears have gone.
Take a deep breath- and move on.
Take a deep breath- and move on.

So I'm taking his heavenly advice.
I've sorted through our lost life.
I'm liquidating all of our assets.
Getting set-up to start over.
I'm taking deep breaths- moving on.
I'm taking deep breaths- moving on.
Hey you, up there on your cloud,
pretty sure you'd be proud of me.
I'm taking deep breaths- moving on.
I'm taking deep breaths- moving on.

I used to ooze confidence-
ooze a self-belief,
certainty was my close friend
but my success was brief.
I ran into a massive goodbye.
Lately I've been losing my grip-
no longer have a significant other.
He slipped away last year.

Memories of him I still adore.
But I don't cry for him anymore.
I don't cry for him anymore.
He said when the tears have gone.
Take a deep breath- and move on.
Take a deep breath- and move on.

So I'm taking his heavenly advice.
I've sorted through our lost life.
I'm liquidating all of our assets.
Getting set-up to start over.
I'm taking deep breaths- moving on.
I'm taking deep breaths- moving on.
Hey you, up there on your cloud,
pretty sure you'd be proud of me.
I'm taking deep breaths- moving on.
I'm taking deep breaths- moving on.

I'm taking deep breaths- moving on.
I'm taking deep breaths- moving on.
Hey you, up there on your cloud,
pretty sure you'd be proud of me.
I'm taking deep breaths- moving on.
I'm taking deep breaths- moving on.

Moving On

MOVING ON

We are a couple of musicians from the United Kingdom: Chris Madoch - mainly lyrics & Veli Finn - mainly music.

MOVING ON

The Velicans