Great Situation

Two Hands

They carved the rock to speak, intelligent and here for you. Indie Sci Fi pop.

Cocoon Man on Mars
Soaking up the mystery, can you see?
and feel it pricking me, I believe,
all of the centuries apart.

Now the siren's history, it's a rock,
and a canal ship for me, it's a clock,
giant faces, pyramids and worms, so huge. 

Cocoon man, cocoon man on Mars.

Footprints where none before, can't you see, 
like the smoking gun we saw, on the screen,
looks like the river flowed this way.

Dust devil leads us there, it's a shock,
same signals everywhere, but it's locked,
our parents lived and built and played.

Cocoon man, cocoon man on Mars,
It's human, it's human on Mars,
It's longer than seven cars, 
Cocoon man, cocoon man, it's ours. 

Look at the photographic plate, all of the images they ate,
all of the lies we bought and sold,
we just believed what we were told.

Fake rocks and faces see, from above,
alien bases beam, all the love,
giant cubes and doorways now appear.

We can see the mothership, it's alive,
structures in the photographs, not a lie
they lived before the earth could breathe.

They carved the rock to speak, let us know,
mountains make faces speak, so we grow,
intelligent and here for you, and me.

Cocoon man, cocoon man on Mars,
It's human, it's human on Mars,
It's longer than seven cars,
Cocoon man, cocoon man, it's ours. 


Cocoon Man On Mars

She Likes

You Win

DON'T BE TWO IF YOU CAN'T BE ONE
I know when it's due, look into your eyes,
And sink the potted crew, right in to roll the dice,
Don't be cool if your heart is full,
Don't be cool if your heart if full.

Send it to the sky, spend a stupid rule,
I rivered all the money, like another stupid fool,
Don't be fools when the night is gone, 
Don't be fools when you lose the sun.

let off the hook lightly, let off the hook to nightly.

Look at all you take and blaming all the guns,
When innocently people got me on the run,
Don't be true if you can't be one,
Don't be two if you can't be one.

Send it to the sky, spend a stupid rule,
I rivered all the money, like another stupid fool,
Don't be fools when the night is gone,
Don't be fools when you lose the sun,
Don't be two if you can't be one,
Don't be two if you can't be one.

Don't be two if you can't be one

Covid inspired England Football anthem also praising the NHS (all in white heroes). Haunting melody and suitable for the terraces. Call for the heroes, bringing the cup to us, all in white heroes, now we clap, make a fuss. We hold you in our arms, you made us so proud to be, part of the big crowd, part of the running free. Part of the victory, all our community. Unity. 

Tap at the Window
My little window says it's all much the same
People are walking, I think that I know their names
Tap at the window, checking we're all still here
How long can this go, keeping us holding fear?

And you lost all the time, that someone said you saved up fine
And told you you could spend it how you wanted, when
you wanted, where you wanted.

Call for the heroes, bringing the cup to us
All in white heroes, now we clap, make a fuss.

But you can't go out tonight, but you bent double tonight
Up into the velvet sky, up until you passed us by. 

We hold you in our arms, you made us so proud to be
Part of the big crowd, part of the running free, 
Part of the victory, all the community, all our community. 

Tap at the Window

Free Voice

last of the species

Rafferty Heatmiserish - somehow time showed you crawling round before your era

Fuss

British Colonial invasion, land grab, exploitation, killing, enslavement and extraction of natural resources - all in the name of 'no one owned the land - it was there for the taking' bread a nation of 'Honest Traders'. Now the poor people fleeing persecution and war left in the wake of colonial empire - desperately try to find safety for their families are vilified by the rabbit right wing politicians and their press propaganda. - 'Another boat went under - witness to your plunder'. 

Honest Trader

soul gritty - who can make the guns go silent, who can rally nature's sound?
 
Zero Ground
Every time you are feeling guilty
You reach into the purse, it's strange
never go there, never speak up
always curl up small again

Hear the turmoil, see the bloodshed
Feel ashamed for humankind
Turn the cheek and shake the head
There's no human you can find

Something whispered 'zero ground'
A wind picked up and blew ash around

Come to this, it's come to this
Revenge and hate goes round and round
Who can make the guns go silent?
Who can rally nature's sound?

Something in the air for us?
A fresher kind of air for us?

Everytime we stop and gather
Selves to really think what's right
Off goes another, goes another
Life just winked out in the night

Something in the air?


Zero Ground

New releases ahoy, Buses at once! Proudly presenting! Five taken from recent recordings and to be featured on 'Wildest Dreams'. Formerly of Games To Avoid and Stitched Back Foot Airman (also on Soundcloud). Previously released -'Giant Red' - It's the 'big red clock-eater' meets 'whispers from the wet lands'. It's survival for this blip in time. My dystopian snapshot - 'well into burn-up time'. 12 self-penned mound melodies for 'you and yours'. Do the birds know it's Monday? Previously, previously released but only recently added - my first album 'Out of Here'! including 'Earth Says'.

Simon Vincent

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