Surfs Down

Written , performed , arranged and mixed by Rich Hall

Things just dont make sense any more
No ones talking
And No one calls 
No ones on the line or knocking on the door

Its quiet outside, the rain falls down
The roads not moving with vehicle sound
No ones on the hill, summit bound

I take myself down the coastal road
Heading to ocean grove
With the empty buffer zone, the Surfs down

Mollie, the lady in the hardware store
Ignores me as I walk through the door
We used to discuss all the landlords and their wives

I'd browse all her shatterproof bulbs
40 watts but never cool
She'd laugh as she packed them in a box by my side

I take myself down the coastal road
Heading to ocean grove
With the empty buffer zone, the Surfs down

Surfs Down

Lyrics by Dan
performed by Richard

The remains to be sure
have lost their allure
but I kept going back after dinner

The remains to be seen
are a bilious green
and I don't think I am on to a winner

Jump on the chest 
its a workable arrest
and i should know coz i've already been there
30 pumps and 2 breathes
the least I can do is so much less
2 breathes and 30 pumps, abdominal thrusts and  hearty thump

The remains that I found
Lead me underground
and the first stone was cast by the sinner
The remains of the day 
have rotted away
Start on a course of blood thinners

Jump on the chest
its a workable arrest
i should know coz I've already been there
100 pumps and zero breathes
its plain to see there's not much left 
zero breathes and 100 pumps
I think I saw
The software slump


Workable Arrest - repeat for several

WORKABLE ARREST

Written and performed by Richard Hall and Rick Medlock
Lyrics - Mike Glover 
Mixed by SDR Audio Production

I want to follow in the same footsteps as my father
and do my very best in his honour
I'm going to go and live as long as I can and prosper
And do my very best in his honour

I'm heading to Mars Via Stockholm
Who knows when I'll be home again

I've been caught up in a small fishing town
So I'll take a look around
Until the storm passes by and they say its safe for me to fly
I'll send postcards home from here and Stockholm
Until they say its safe for me to fly

An now the time has come for me to go and leave this small planet
Hopefully  I wont find myself alone
Cold, lost , helpless and stranded
Hopefully I wont find myself alone

I've just arrived 
Its the middle of July and I'm walking across the red stones
I'm not sure if I ever want to go home.

Mars Via Stockholm

So I walk down the street and I'm hoping to meet my friends but they're all scared of the Surgery Carpentry. And I walk further down there's no one around the roundabout is empty and my friends aren't here coz they are too scared to meet by the Surgery Carpentry So I head off down the road and I expect to see someone anyone but there's no-one around all I've got is my soul and the open road by the Surgery Carpentry  so I head off down the road to the river with the bridge and the boats and there's no one there and you know I don't really care because I'm by the turning point and the armory and I look all around and I've got the place to myself and I'm quite pleased its a Sunday there's no one there and the airs so fare by the Surgery Carpentry.

Surgery Carpentry

A message to the rulers of the postcode jetstreams. Do you see all your friends counting money in their teams? Riding tigers , smoking rocks looking for strawberry ice cream. Burning paper towns and hotel rooms. Soaking up the blood of all our fantasies of Cadillac's gold leaf and tea.

Do you feel like a royal riding high in the back seats, crystal in your pockets spreading glitter round the streets.  In your plastic toy town. Champagne mini bars golden sweet. 

Silver and gold blood is a flood of ruby and stones. Diamonds over my flesh tell me i’m still looking home grown.

Hotel Rooms

Cry Baby Demo

Sick But You Dont Know

Traditional Song, re-arranged and performed by 49 Fables
Richard Hall
Louisa Warburton
Rick Medlock

Evening Love Song

Spanish Flueta

Written and played by Rich Hall

Stroll down the town
with the rip tide and the flows 
the chorus and the crowd

the sun and the town
the fish in the pond
bubbling around

Up on the wall
Clasped tight and small

The Witch
took her fall
the cider on the floor boosted her cause

The hand said it all
it turned into the back 
i watched it fall

Upon the wall
Clasped tight and small.

Rip Tide

The most S's in a song title ever, maybe.?

Assassin Assassin

From grassy squares to the Underground
suburban explosion a queen is crowned
down country lanes with an e-type sound
white lady assassin to whom I'm bound

where were you my dear? on that empty street?
potemkin houses with no place to meet
abandoned weapons
water colored sweet
cyanide scented candles
our lovers final treat.

Assassin Assassin

up high, the fluffy clouds , just out of reach , out of reach of the crowd, soft and bouncy , a velvet shroud, white grey pink very high clouds.

High Clouds

High Eagle Eyes

Berries

Lyrics written by Dan , Composed and performed by Richard

Warning : For all the Miners out there - this contains explicit words and rude references.  You will like it. Not sure about the Minors though.

like Milk

I was up both earlier and later than you
I’d like to go through your things

All of the elbow
I’ve had quite a few 
Wake up and look at the shit that I bring

I’ll take everything 
Everything in the window 
If you would cater the carnival
I’ll read everything, every page of the manual, if you’d put the fun in the funeral 

Crafted and gifted
Nothing good can come of this 
April May be out
Grafted and grifted
No one should come in for a bit
It’s Jonny Jonny Woo Woo from Ha-ha hoo hoo house

Steve and Sue and Steve and Sarah, Joan and Jane and Pru
Balled out of Roach court cos they jumped the Barbie queue 
Caught out and bought out and groaning grating grew
If you knew what they put in that sausage 
you might think it through 

You shall go out with Joy
And be led forth by Pete 
And the fountains and the bills shall spray forth before you 
Some of the sour
Won’t come off in the shower 
And the joke has aged like milk


I summoned a rubbish daemon
I touched a dog’s pussy once 
I hummed on varnished ceilings
Butchered hogs in St Paul de Vence  
All of the elbow the fit that you threw 
The sum of the done thing 
It’s on you

Like Milk

I Dont take A Paper

I Ask You

Ballywater Walter

Robeless And Bespoke again

Bally New Walter Water

Berries ......s

Hazy Course
Lyrics Dan Warner    Music and that Richard Hall

Shine tiny sun
Whilst I blow on my thumbs 
And cross keystones 

Tines shine in tongues
Whilst the cuckoo caught crumbs
And copped capstones 

Young and kneeling 
Hung and a pealing 
Bells and books and candles 

Guns for stealing 
Strung from the ceiling 
Tell the crook to dangle 

It’s a hazy course to the monument 
Tightened in twos or threes

Harmonious feedback or counterpoint 
Frightened of wasps but not bees 

Shine briny sun 
While I gear up to run 
And boss beetroot 

Rhymes that don’t come 
Never not got me some 
Can’t floss a sweet tooth

Hazy Course

Amsterdam ~1

Burger for Suffering 

Gusts that got me turned around 
Gurns that got me busted
Trusts that burned me Pound for pound
Learn what can be thrusted 

Sealburger suffrage in an oil rig ragu
What’s an ethyl merman supposed to doodle do?

Guns that jam at altitude 
Buns for lunch and dinner
Funds that slam the multitude 
Stunned by flax and thinner 

Keen learner flubbed it in a foil rich To do
Catch your breath in German 
Trap A poodle too

Lyrics Dan   Performed by Richard

Burger For Suffering

The tallest dwarf is still a dwarf 
Carrot said so 
Appalled reports that south is north 
rotter read so

A golly gush in the Hindu Kush
And a great big push 
It bled so 

A Germane reminder 
Vagina decliner
It’s HEBDO

Charlie isn’t chalk
And parsley isn’t pork
And widows shouldn’t walk 
The roof’s a road 

And barley shouldn’t balk 
It might give rise to talk 
And a flower shouldn’t stalk 
A princely toad 

But I got up too early 
And my teeth aren’t quite so pearly 
As the necklace that the legless 
Brought and Strode

Button down the hatches 
And never play with matches 
And the angle of the dangle 
Is the YAW

GOOD grief, I’m looking wizened 
I can feel death in my gizzard 
And the ouches in my pouches 
Such a bore

Shotgunning down the ginnel
I can’t meet you in the middle
Hit the floor


I’m stealing all the coffee
Maggot scenes Dw i ddim hoffi

Maxi mini maxi meat 
She’s cheeky like eyes, mummy beans 

Nick the purple jewellery 
I love it when it’s night 
Tom the fundal foolery 
Set the page alight

Lyrics by Area Man #1  Music by Area Man#2

Golly Gosh  Lie To The Shrink

Stop and start stuff and a hooky run out.  Dans lyrics




The tallest dwarf is still a dwarf 
Carrot said so 
Appalled reports that south is north 
rotter read so

A golly gush in the Hindu Kush
And a great big push 
It bled so 

A Germane reminder 
Vagina decliner
It’s HEBDO

Charlie isn’t chalk
And parsley isn’t pork
And widows shouldn’t walk 
The roof’s a road 

And barley shouldn’t balk 
It might give rise to talk 
And a flower shouldn’t stalk 
A princely toad 

But I got up too early 
And my teeth aren’t quite so pearly 
As the necklace that the legless 
Brought and Strode

Button down the hatches 
And never play with matches 
And the angle of the dangle 
Is the YAW

GOOD grief, I’m looking wizened 
I can feel death in my gizzard 
And the ouches in my pouches 
Such a bore

Shotgunning down the ginnel
I can’t meet you in the middle
Hit the floor


I’m stealing all the coffee
Maggot scenes Dw i ddim hoffi

Maxi mini maxi meat 
She’s cheeky like eyes, mummy beans 

Nick the purple jewellery 
I love it when it’s night 
Tom the fundal foolery 
Set the page alight

Lyrics by Area Man #1  Music by Area Man#2

GOLLY GOSH Lie To The Shrink

Shoe Me A Rich Donkey

This is a trad arr song. Strangely.

From a time when pubs were ace and the landlord was literally God

Fireworks (Poisoned by a sandwich in a pub in the english midlands in 1983)

The Fables by 49 Fables.  I might change the name soon as I m getting a bit bored of it.

The Fables

Helter Skelter

an arty 'pick the guitar up and record the first thing that comes to mind and that will be it' track.
Dan Gorgeous Botswanna the 4th on lryics writing trip

Juniper, caliper
Underlay, arriva 
Lovely set of thighs
Indigo, token pole 
A cellar for all the Cole 
Peek at the coconut shy
Recipe, question me 
Equestrian vetinary
Staffordshire terrier eyes
Top of the morning
Orgasms from yawing 
Never a word that’s not lies
Igloos and eskimos
Squat and then touch your toes
Assume that the feed is still live 
Forgetmenot foreign
Asinine moron 
Told you my forehead was high 
Occident wheeze
Lockets relieved
Doldrums are beating the sky 
Continuity is not my duty 
Unfortunately lately 
Nolo contendere 
To some extent still matey

Nolo Contendre

Based in Shropshire, UK.

Influences
RESIDENTS, PHILIP GLASS, DAVID BYRNE, FRANK ZAPPA, THE BEATLES, BAUHAUS, SISTERS OF MERCY, DAVID BOWIE, LOU REED, CAPTAIN BEEFHEART, PARLIAMENT, SYD BARRETT, PINK FLOYD, PSYCHIC TV, NEU, MOMUS, MINISTRY, CHARLES IVES, BEACH BOYS, KINKS, THE FALL, JOY DIVISION, DEPECHE MODE, GARY NUMAN, LEONARD COHEN, STONE ROSES, GIORGIO MORODER, GEORGE CLINTON, THE CURE, DALIS CAR, JOHN ASTLEY & RICK ASTLEY, KILLING JOKE, ALIEN SEX FIEND, ROBERT FRIPP, DEVO, B52’s, IAN CURTIS, FAD GADGET, TALKING HEADS, GORILLAZ, MIKE PATTON, JON ZORN, LES CLAYPOOL, STEVEN REICH, TOM WAITS, THE EX, TOM CORA, THE CAKE, NAPOLEON XIV, KEVIN AYERS, ROXY MUSIC, FRANK TOVEY, RUPERT HINES, ROBYN HITCHCOCK, DEVIN TOWNSEND PROJECT, SPARKS, BILL NELSON, JOHN CALE, TRIO, JULIAN COPE, HEAVEN 17, LLOYD COLE, TUBEWAY ARMY, FRONT 242, NITZER EBB, COCKNEY REBEL, SHRIEKBACK, VICTOR SNOW, GORDON LIGHTFOOT, THE THE, BABYBIRD, JOHN LENNON, ULTRAVOX, DAN DEACON, BACH, SQUEEZE, ANDREW ELDRITCH, IGGY POP, MIDNIGHT OIL, BILLY CHILDISH, BUTTHOLE SURFERS, VELVET UNDERGROUND, LOVE AND ROCKETS, ART OF NOISE, LOOK PEOPLE, CABARET VOLTAIRE, Neil Diamond, The Travelling Wilburys, Jimmy Nail, R Kelly (#/), Chris Chan.

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