I met you in the autumn time when the leaves were falling
It's not the season to be falling in love and I could hear my sixth sense calling
But you were beautiful like the rusting leaves,
like the shooting stars or the puddle glass
And there were hurricanes and earthquakes round the world
And the losses were appalling.

Spent the winter by your fireside trying to stay alive
It was cold outside, but we both survived
But where are you now, now that spring is in the air
Where are you now, pretty flowers every where
Where are you now.

Now the winter's passed and my memories are distant
The seasons come and go so fast and the years pass in an instant
 Chorus

Where Are You Now...

Hypnotic trance I'm in a state, you've never ever been this late
I waited tried to bide my time and when you finally arrived
You read a book to pass the time, we stayed up late and drank some wine
At twelve o'clock you went to bed I sat alone and nothing was said

Next day when you went off to work and I was looking for a shirt
I found that all my stuff was gone I tried to work out what you'd done
You took my picture off the wall, the one that was hanging in the hall
And put a poster in its place I've disappeared without a trace

I never lived I never died I've been deleted from your mind
You've taken every bit of me and I've been scattered to the breeze
I wander aimlessly around the house I used to call a home
But I'm not welcome any more I've got to find that secret door

Can you see me do you know I'm here If I could make myself appear
Oh would you give me one last kiss, just to smell you would be bliss
But I can't stand it any more, I see the light shine through the door
I'll disappear in a sigh I never lived I never died.

I Never Lived, I Never Died.

She knows what she's started and she knows what she's seen
Well there's fury and there's madness and she's somewhere in between
And she knows where you are and where you've been
You're walking under blue skies You're living in a dream
But there's something yeah there's something there
That you can feel but you can't see
And she knows where you are and where you've been

Well you can't stand up to her you can't say no
You can't leave there's nowhere to go
She's got you and she's gonna make you bleed
Cos her time has come Satisfaction Guaranteed

She knows what she wants and how to get it
She knows how to cry and when to scream
She takes her time she likes to do things slowly
You're in her sights and its time for her to feed
Cos she knows where you are and where you've been
She's got you and she's gonna make you bleed
Her time has come Satisfaction Guaranteed
Her time has come, time has come
La la la.

01 Satisfaction Guaranteed

Well that Bubblegum pop going on in your head
As fragrant as the breeze from your derriere
Another odour added to the salty air
I can't breathe
You can take your time cos I'm in no rush
The bottom line really is when push comes to shove
I'll just leave, and you can keep your free pass to the disco.

Well you're a good looking girl and you're done up a treat
But no I'm not going dancing I've got two left feet
And anyway all the music they play there is shite
So I'm not making sense to either you or your friends
well did it ever occur to you that you don't make sense to me
Disco Barbie Doll

Well there's a clod breeze coming in from the street, yeah its cold
They said she had power and influence
there's not much i can say in her defence
But she was cold to such an extent I had to turn up my collar and leave.

Well there's a cold breeze coming in from the street
And you can keep your free pass to the disco
Disco Barbie Dolls

Disco Barbee Dolls

"All my friends on Facebook have such interesting lives 
They've all got massive houses and beautiful wives
Exotic foreign holidays eight times a year
My life's so fucking boring I can't even come near

Chorus: And then you come around, you put my feet on the ground,
Yeah you're so fucking sound, And you make me glad to be me.
REALITY
The people on the tele are much better than me
I'd cut off my right arm to be a big celebrity
All their friends are famous they've got glamour and wealth
Luxury and riches, made a name for themselves
Ch. REALITY
I wanna be a pop star or a youtube sensation
In the papers every day, the talk of the nation
Glittering prizes, I want fortune and fame
A Reality Star, my life will never be the same
Ch. REALITY"
Ecstatic crowd awaits the announcement of the winner of the latest Reality TV show.
"Reality Star, you must be having a laugh
Compared to Stars of the past
You're about as much of a fucking Star, as my ARSE!"

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Reality.

Cat shaped Armour plating Bull fight Anticipating
Marking time How you hate it Nice smile How you fake it
Everyone's here Satiated Fill em up but please don't break it
Desert army Spasticated Think its time for all of you to go
Chorus.
I've made it I've become enigmatic Alone on my computer in my room in the attic
Slightly late Well never mind Please don't do that Broken faces
Wicked fever Antivaxxer Going nowhere Way too fast
Armchair prophet Good advices Facebook preacher No one's listening
Now there's a thought I could change the whole world with a tweet.
Cappuccino Dehydrated Plastic partner Uninflated
Late night DJ Wacky races Controversial Daytime TV
Fashion statement Party people Got new followers See ya later
Wiped out in a white out A blinding flash will disconnect your world
Chorus
Out with a bang Its overrated In with the in crowd Understated
The place to be Is in the papers Change your profile Activated
My daughter She's been nominated Chameleon make up How you changed it
Alcoholic Perfect posture Best foot forward marching to the tune
Chorus
Doo dt doo dt d doo
Ha ha ha ha ha ha hahahhhah

01 I've Made It

Come friendly asteroid and fall from space
And please put an end to this terrible race
This plague this pestilence, this swarming hoard
Which taxes our Mother more than she can afford
Oh Blessed Humanity, you spoilt child
You did no evil here when you were wild
And now you've grown up, or so you like to think
But your misbehaviour has brought the world to the brink

And so Mr Asteroid let it all come to pass
Please let it all be done
The Earth she might sigh she might even cry
But her tears will be dried by the sun
She'll shrug her shoulders and life will go on
You couldn't kill her if you tried
And this clever monkey will be forgotten and gone
A failure which fucked up, and died.

Come Friendly Asteroid

I knew a man, a man with a plan 
and his plan was to not have a plan.
He had a girl who's head was in a whirl 
and she did things that would straighten your curls.
They met in a park after dark
and a shark, I don't know why but was somehow included
To the coast and a boat
And the most you can bring is a coat
You must conclude that they were somewhat deluded

Well the animals went in two by two but only the elephants understood
just exactly what was lying ahead of them
They had no idea just how lucky they were
or in the future what would be said of them.
So a storm came along, the usual cliche
and the man and the girl got their boots full
He was from Norfolk and she was from Kent
and the girl died even though she was bootiful

So people in glass houses should throw stones
and a gift horse shouldn't look you in the eye
and in you think your troubles have only just begun
remember that we're all going to die
So throw away the plan and enjoy it while you can
and remember that we're all going to die.

Man with Plan

Months of preparation, planning, coordination, time and money have gone in to creating this truly astonishing single-take video for my latest song, Work. The single-shot phenomenon has gained traction recently as an exceptional method of film making for imbuing a sense of realtime action and connection with the characters in a relatable time frame which gives the audience a feeling of connection with the events which is lost in the more conventional edited-clip-cut style especially prevalent in modern music videos. The fact that I am the only person in the band obviously added to the difficulties in making the action seamless, but I think you'll agree that it works beautifully...watch and enjoy.

Work

Yes its true when i say that I love you
And I believe its true when you say that you love me too
But can we see it through to the end the bitter end
Just what are you trying to prove

But you don't love me, you love a version of me that suits you
That behaves in a way and says all the things that you want me to
Well I'm not prepared to play this little game by your rules
Cos i'm me and I need to be free so fuck you

When we first met your black hair and long legs made me sigh
And there was nothing as tempting to me as the look that was in your eyes
But that moment has gone and you have it all planned til the day we die
Yes you've drawn up a contract your terms and conditions apply

Well you says that we have free will that you and me are equal
But you deny my right to reply
You say you love me truly but you're my judge and jury
Terms and conditions apply
We have a quiet night in but you're in the mood for fighting
Doesn't matter how hard I try
You won't listen to what I say its your way or the highway
Acceptance criteria, Terms and Conditions apply.

A slap in the face

Terms and Conditions.

Pothole is not a band from Westport in the west of Ireland. The four members are Dog on bass, Dog on guitar (and sometimes two guitars), Dog on drums, Dog on Vocals and backing vox and occasionally Dog on keyboards. Our great friend Dog records and mixes our songs in Dogs bedroom on an ancient Korg D12 which is sort of broken but sort of works as well. Threadbare clothes, broken equipment and a desire to shout about the things that Dog finds irritating are the fuel to the fire for what is Pothole - A slap in the face for some - For others, some comfort can be drawn from knowing that you are not the only one who finds the majority of human beings rather irritating.

POTHOLE

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