© Joe Liberty 2021. All rights reserved.

*Satirical parody of business as usual politics :)
 
Devil’s Smile

Well I’m a man of distinction, a man of means
And I lay claim to everything I see
Got this world in the palm of my hand
I’m on a mission and I got a plan
And as I rise all fall for the Devil’s smile
Devil’s smile

Well I take from the poor and I give to the rich
Yea and that’s ok cause you know, well life just a bitch ain’t it
I’m the hand of God one of the chosen few
And I was called to reign over you
As I rise all fall for the Devil’s smile
Devil’s smile

So¯\_(ツ)_/¯lo

Wrapped in a flag, cross in my hand
I'll leave my mark scorched across the land
Nothing to sacred for me to screw
You know I’ll get mine and I’ll get yours too

Cause I’m your public servant, the peoples choice
For the right price I’ll be your voice
Do what I want, commit any sin
And all you fools just vote me back in

Got this world in the palm of my hand
I’m on a mission and I got a plan
And as I rise all fall for the Devil’s smile
Devil’s smile
Devil’s smile

DevilsSmile

I originally wrote Frost On the Fields to sing on my morning walk as the sun one on the Winter Solstice, but adapt the words so it can be applicable on any frosty day as a reminder to myself of the hope that’s a.ways there if we can be patient and wait.
I later put a guitar accompaniment to it but enjoy singing it unaccompanied in the woods too.
Though the frost is on the fields
And a chill in the air, 
There’s a stirring in the hearts of
The deer and the hare

Oh the Solstice Sun shall rise 
And our hearts will be surprised
By the warmth in our blood
And the hope in our eyes.

Though the grey clouds may hang heavy
And cold winds blow from the east,
There’s a stirring in the heart of
Each bird and each beast

And the Solstice Sun shall rise
And our hearts will be surprised
But the warmth in our blood
And the hope in our eyes.

Though the earth may seem to slumber
Beneath a white wintry cloak, 
There’s a stirring in the roots
Of the pine & the oak. 

And a new day shall arise
And our hearts will be surprised
But the warmth in our blood
And the hope in our eyes.

Frost On The Fields

© Joe Liberty 2021. All right reserved.

The first verse is about my own early employment experience. Second an interpretation of business as usual. Third frustration in the acceptance of the status quo. The chorus on what influences the decisions we make.

ForLoveOrMoney

The scene starts with the ones that toil in the field
their sweat is the lube used to grease the wheel
the spoils returned make the big man rich
but the ones in the field are left diggin’ in the ditch

One way or another
with a wink of an eye
when alls said an done
and we all know why
push comes to shove
time to make up your mind
will it be 
for love or money
love or money

Hey not so fast, you can hear the big man say
their paid a decent wage and their free to go their way
But it’s just enough to see them through to work another day 
It’s a steal of a deal coming straight out of your pay

One way or another
and it ani’t no lie
when alls said an done
enough to make you cry
push comes to shove
time to make up your mind
will it be 
for love or money
love or money

¯\_(ツ)_/¯  yeah ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  solo

ooh-ooh-ahh-ah
ooh-ooh-ahh-ah

Damn the indifference, damn the apathy
damn us all accepting its the way its gotta to be
How much longer till we end this malady
and the walls come tumbling down

One way or another
with a wink of an eye
when alls said an done
and we all know why
push comes to shove
time to make up your mind
will it be 
for love or money
love or money
love or money

ooh-ooh-ahh-ah
ooh-ooh-ahh-ah

ForLoveOrMoney

Bad Things remastered

This is a religious song about lust and letting go of things that you can't change 

False Idols

Fun party tune.... smash a few plates....enjoy!!!!

Music - My Brother Andrew
Lyrics - Me and my Brother Andrew
Vocals - Me- Suzanne Pursey (Madambamusic)

01 purseys party

Disney Songs

RESPECT ME - written by Caroline Berry

The Man Who Is All

A gentle lullaby about the glorious mess of hanging out and seeing the sunrise at a festival. 

Lullawake

Although the idea for this song has been trundling around in my head for several years, it was 2020 that brought it to life. The robin is such a feisty, determined bird, and it struck me that, like so many facing difficulties and uncertainty, it battles through, “bloodied but unbowed”, as it says in the final verse, from the poem “Invictus”. It’s as if it wears the blood on its breast as a badge of its defiance. 
I feel stronger when I sing this song, and it stirs hope in my heart.

Blood of Another Year / Robin

Singer/guitarist/occasional songwriter based in Westward Ho! in North Devon UK. Been performing for longer than I’d like to admit.

Bad Things remastered

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