now I never could eat ravioli
and lasagna just sends me insane
no polenta and no macaroni
paella just gives me a pain
fancy food is fine for fritz and françoise
but I'm a simple englishman - and

I want a lovely lovely sausage
grill me a sizzly wizzly sausage
now all around the world this plaintive cry is heard
I want a lovely lovely sausage

© 1981   rosputin / andrei lavinsky  
rosputin00@gmail.com

Fig Jam

I Want A Lovely Lovely Sausage

I'm a mole, I'm a mole
I live in a hole
he's a mole, he's a mole
he lives in a hole

no distractions, no sound
it's so peaceful under the ground

I'm a mole

in the watches of the night
just before the dawning light
you may meet your darkest hour
in the watches of the night

when you’re tossing in your sheets
and you just can’t get to sleep
and there’s no relief in sight
in the watches of the night

my love, my turtle dove
the one I love is far away
she shook her head and softly said
there is nothing here to make me stay

and I fear she may be right
in the watches of the night

In The Watches Of The Night

she was all the world to me, unattached and fancy free
so sad, too bad
she was never truly mine, she was biding her time
so long, she's been and gone
and my daddy said to me
son it's time
that you made something more of your life
well I'm doing the best I can 
but the lady spoiled my plan
magdalina

koo koo, koo koo
be-be-be-bow-bow
in the morning when you rise
softly stirring
shaking the sleep from your eyes
in your evening reverie 
do you sometimes think of me?
magdalina

in the morning when you rise
softly turning
to see what your beauty can buy
well you've made the choice I see
but you haven't chosen me
magdalina

birds in the wilderness

Magdalina

don’t ask me why
I blew in through your window this morning
I wouldn’t lie
I’m just here to deliver a warning
on the twenty-fifth hour of the thirty-third day
of the thirteenth month I’ll be coming your way
then there’ll be the devil to pay

I am the joker, the figure of fun
the fifty-third card in the pack
I am the thirteenth, the unwelcome guest
the treacherous stab in the back
be aware, take good care
or you'll find yourself tied to the chair
I am the joker, the thief in the night
and today I’ve come into your hand

when the hands on the clock say a quarter to five
you’ll shiver and shake and be sad you’re alive
that’s when it’s so hard to survive

©  rosputin X  1998      rosputinX@gmail.com				
royalties for this song support Bipolar Disorder charities.

I am the joker

time goes by but I'm lingering here
with the old familiar faces
in the old familiar places
the songs we'd sung when we were young
killing time is killing me

Killing time

this is hump, my camel
he's a fine, strong animal
he will bear you faithfully
as you journey through the blazing sands

Hump My Camel

I'm a cacophonist, you're a saxophonist
let's get together and play
I like cacophony, you like saxophony
lord, what a racket we'll make!

Cacophony

we love to see a rainbow in the sky
and everybody needs some rainbow colours in their lives
but when you're sad and lonely and your lover's far away
but still it's monday morning and you've got to earn your pay
your world can turn a thousand shades of grey

Shades of grey

there's a cold change in the air
nothing left of all the love we shared
have you found somebody new?
is there nothing I can do?
I don't want to be the guy
with nothing else to do but cry
over you…

Emmaline

South Australia

storm and flood, fire and blood
so the world decays
all around the signs of the end of days
the mills of god grind slowly....

End Of Days

today is revelation day
when all that has been hidden is made plain
as my words resound in this barren ground
like a prophet in the wilderness...

Like A Prophet

transport me to another time and place
where people live in harmony
accept my resignation from the human race
this world has nothing left for me...
©  rosputin  2010

How we live today

there's a god-forsaken town
where the lost and broken are found
where your spirit's beaten down
in pennington plain

Pennington Plain

Our God is merciful and just
he will not leave us orphaned and alone
he is ever faithful, ever sure
and will guide his pilgrim people home

Semper Fidelis

Christ reigns, boundless his sway/
light shines, clear as the day/
he has called us each by name to lift high the spirit's flame/ 
within the darkest night/ 
children of the light

Children of the light

as the watchman longs to see the dawn/
my spirit yearns for you, lord/
as the deer seeks the swiftly flowing stream/
my soul is thirsting for you, my god

Trust In The Lord

Rosputin X was born a long time ago in a remote part of Russia.  He writes in many styles:  soulful ballads, funny songs, Christian songs, happy songs for kiddies, and some naughty ones you wouldn't want your mum to hear.   Listen!

rosputin X

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