Key Bb Major
Title: Fallling

[Bb //][BbMaj7 //][Bb7 //][Gm//]

VERSE 1
[Bb ////] blue [Gm ////] fading
[Bb/////] grey [Gm ////] pooling
[Eb ////] over [F ////] me

[Bb ////] white  [Gm ////] falling 
[Bb ////] white  [Gm ////] settling
[Eb ////] covering [F ////] green

CHORUS
[Gm ////] why did it [Dm ////] fall so [A ////] deep around [F ////] me?
[Gm ////] why did it [Dm ////] climb so [A ////]high? [F ////]  

VERSE 2
white drifting
white burning
fingers go numb

air chilling
breath cutting
through me

CHORUS

VERSE 3
blanket covering
body warming
clothes go free

eyes closing
me resting 
underneath

CHORUS
 
[Bb //][BbMaj7 //][Bb7 //][Gm//] [Bb / ---]

Falling --- Demo

Key of BMaj, motown-stye, rite of passage

Verse 
B D#m C#m E    
B D#m C#m E  
B D#m C#m Em  

Chorus
G#m D#m C#m Em
G#m D#m C#m F#


Hey mama, what’s  | happening to me?
(he’s only a child)
Oh mama, things | are changing for me?
(he’s only a child)
Why mama, are my | dreams are so wild,
But mama, I’m only a child  

CHORUS
Oh baby, you’re no longer a child
Oh baby, you’re growing up tall.
Oh baby, you need to be strong
And read,for a whole new world 


Hey papa, what’s happening to me?
(she’s only a child)
Oh papa, things are changing for me?
(she’s only a child)
Why papa, do the boys stare  at me?
But papa, I’m only a child?


But mama, they’re far too young
(far too young)
Please  papa , let them be free
(let them be free)
let them be what they wanna be.
 
Remember, they’re only a child

B F#7 B

Changes

Key: C#

Verse: 
C5# C5#    C5# C5#
F5# F5#     F5# F5#
G5# F5# C5# C5#

Chorus:
C5# C5# F5# F5#
C5# C5# F5# F5#
G5# F5#   |E# D# | 
C# C#     

VERSE
Am I a cyberpunk?
Should I gel my hair?
Do I look good in silver
do I like virtual wear?

what kind of punk am I?

CHORUS
can’t wear the clothes
don’t have the tats
can’t do the hair
Wont pierce my skin

what kind of punk am I

VERSE
Should I be a tea punk
Play my bass and drink chai
But Earl Grey’s all I drink
And Jayem’s better than I

What kind of punk am I?
CHORUS

VERSE
Should I go steampunk
And get my goggles on
I have a range of waistcoats
Victoria is my queen

What kind of punk am I

CHORUS

VERSE
Think I’m a geek punk
So shy and withdrawn
Laughing inappropriately
Always sleeping   alone

What a sad punk I am

What Kind Of Punk?

Key: D Major, 3/4 time, 160bpm
Intro:   D D D D G G G G
Verse: [D D D D G G G G] x4
             F#m A A7 C#dim
Chorus: [Bm Bm Bm Bm Em Em Em Em] x2
             Em7 Em6 A7 C#dim

V1
My summer project 
when I was nine was a boat
you let me build and only advised
when asked
you taught me ‘bout circles
and why knowledge was key
But it didn’t help you
when your lungs decayed 
and you choked

CHORUS
We don’t talk anymore
We can’t talk any more
Why don’t you talk to me?
I want to talk to you  
Where are you now?

V2
You’d invited me 
up to Glasgow to talk
After the seminar
Back at your flat we chilled
You said you were sad
I said it can’t be that bad
I was wrong
Your funeral was full 
with all of your friends — we’d failed

CHORUS

V3
We were standing at my 
grandmothers wake
not knowing that the cancer 
was growing inside 
30 months later
you’d gone and fucking died
I sat in my office and 
took the call and cried

OUTRO
Whenever you call someone
Say that you love them
You never know what’ll happen 
This  could be the last time  
Always say goodbye

Please Call

Written for Amanda Palmer's Black Out Songwriting Contest (July 2019).

The Manhattan Apocalypse Drill

Intro: Eb Eb Fm Bb Bb7
Verse: (16 bars)
Eb Eb Fm |  Fm Fsus4 | x3
 Ab Gm
Bb7 Bb
Chorus: (12 bars)
Cm Cm Fm Fm x2
Ab Fm Dm7b5  Bb7
Outro: Eb Eb Fm | Fm Fsus4 | Eb

Verse 1
I was wanderin’ ‘round Manhattan
Clearin’ wool from my head
When the lights stuttered out
And every one stopped to stare
Two women tried to selfie in the centre of the street.
It was the night the power went out
I think it went real well

Chorus:
The Manhattan Apocalypse drill
The preparations went well
People partied on the streets
And we glimpsed a better world.
A better world

Verse 2
Gloom filled all of the restaurants
‘till we pulled out our phones
We lit our tinder meets with their cold blue light
We drank champage as the fridges warmed
We cooked our hot dogs over Yankee candles
And they tasted like our last meal   
It was the night the power went out
I think it went real well

Chorus:
The Manhattan Apocalypse drill
The preparations went well
People partied on the streets
And we glimpsed a better world.
A better world

Verse 3
The theatres lay in darkness
The shows could not go on
The actors took to the sidewalks
Sang their songs to the crowds around
People said there were stars above but there were stars all around.
It was the night that the power went out
I think it went real well

Chorus:
The Manhattan Apocalypse drill
The preparations went well
People partied on the streets
And we glimpsed a better world.
A better world

Density Point