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Threesome
05:39
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Life, is your path through time.
And time, is your limit on life.
Try, for reason and rhyme.
Be sly, in avoidance of strife..again, and again, and again, and again now.
Lies, will pollute your mind.
Your mind, will deny your lies.
Try, truth and love to find.
Be wise, be wise, there's more than money can buy...again, and again, and again, and again now.
Love, may find you in time.
In time, you may find yourself a wife.
Your wife, may bare you a child.
Your child, show you love.
Will show you true love, that you never knew.
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Light of My Life
03:26
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Well the light of my life, she's so far from me.
In some far off city, four hundred miles from here.
Well the light of my life, do you think of me?
Question arises in my mind, oh when shall I leave?
When I'm drinking darlin', it's the facts I fear.
It's the facts I fear in time.
When I'm sleepin' darlin', dreaming you were hear.
Dreaming you were here again.
Well the time of my life, was when you sat so near.
In the White Hart that night, my future looking clear.
Well the bane of my life, still wishing you were here.
Years of drunken healing, I pissed out all my tears.
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Mating Game
03:58
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There at night time my life came together one day.
In a moment I ventured for to have my say.
Didn't care too much if all I said fell on deaf ears.
All I knew was if I stayed dumb I'd regret it for years.
Stood a girl there, familiar yet still unknown.
Ah was drunk when herself to me she'd first shown.
Overtures made, and gentleman mode engaged.
No luck this time, no numbers were exchanged.
It's the things we say, and the games we play.
Are we predator or prey, in the mating, mating game.
Another Saturday, in my hometown everyone's drunk.
Ten hours worth o' lager we've already sunk.
Better hurry all you beautiful lassies in town.
Get a move on before all get drunk and fall on down.
It's the usual ah just need ah guiding light.
Apart fae neon, and ads for yank beer that tastes shite.
Up the nightclub, ah'me pished and that bouncer's a prick.
Then ah'me outside, nose broken, slipping in sick.
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Any Port In A Storm
05:26
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Roll on down the line and, ease my worries please today.
Keep on walking honey, don't stop in my street to have your say.
Cos I know, life ain't easy, and at the risk o' sounding sleazy.
I only wanted you for one thing, I only wanted you, to pass, one night.
Wipe my number baby, wipe it from your phone and your mind.
Keep on searching honey, this man's gone, another you'll find.
And I know, this shit ain't right.
But please vanish from my sight.
God knows, I don't wanna fight.
Just do what you always do, baby please turn out the light.
Keep on dreaming honey, but you dream for the rest of your life.
It's written in the bars baby, we're never gonna be man and wife.
Cos I know life ain't easy, but god knows I'm so sleazy.
Ah drunk doesn't study the form, ah drunk just reckons.
Any port in a storm, any port in a storm, any port in a storm.
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Taken By The Tide
04:32
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Down life's river we take a boat, most of us trying just to stay afloat.
You drop your guard you'll get washed away, we can lose everything in a day.
So journey with me if you please, life's sweet mystery we'll both see.
Will you sink or swim at my side, or will you be taken by the tide?
A stowaway on a big ship am I, I just hide and try to get high.
And when a new port of call appears, I journey onward, forget all my years.
So what's the script are you lost like me? You'll take the next river and see?
Don't blame anyone when you get lost, and sanity of mind is the cost.
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Castaway
06:55
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Cast your line babe, reel me in.
I'll never leave you, with the sins you bring.
It's all too easy, there's too many comms.
Ah need ah shelter, from your love bombs.
Cast your die babe, who will you see?
Will it be money, or will it be me?
No split decision, you can't have it all.
But if you're feeling lonely, just give me a call.
Decide..and cast away.
Divide..and chaste your stay.
Cast your vote babe, which party for you?
Champagne and caviar, or pints us two?
The 'greatest mind of our time', or a music man?
One who's already their, or one who's got a plan?
Decide..and cast away.
Deride..or choose to stay.
Cast your stone babe, but be careful where.
Cos you might hurt the, only man that cares.
Eyes to the front girl, don't look behind.
If ye dwell in the past lass, your future unwinds.
Decide..and cast away.
Deride..make your play.
Divide..or choose to stay.
Decide..or cast away, cast away.
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Nose Deep In The Sand
03:05
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Lost my job there, ah month today.
Dole drum beating my rhythm of life.
No money for living, but still bills to pay.
Even hard times can't stop life's tithe.
I been dealing with bureaucrats, with loaded dice, and a flush in hand.
I been peering, through the slats, of my venetian blinds.
Nose deep in the sand, nose deep in the sand.
Rich wee fat man, left me high and dry.
Ah two-shift week won't pay my rent.
It's nowadays slavery, their whips are lies.
It's mundane Monday 'til heaven sent.
I been dealing, with bureaucrats, with loaded dice, and a flush in hand.
I been peering through the slats, of my venetian blinds.
Nose deep in the sand, nose deep in the sand.
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Nothing unholy in these longings of mine.
Ravish my muse, to while away time.
Know she'll lead me to ah subject so dear.
Ten year habit, tae my heart so dear.
At the onset I dreamt rings there'd be.
But dreams are longing, and naivety.
Paradigm shift, required in my soul.
Nothing moving, lost sight o' my goal.
A thousand ships they sailed, in history tae Troy.
Bloodlines they were spilled, for her gaze so coy.
Ah thousand times I tried, but only seemed tae annoy.
This epic tale of love and loss, Helena and her boy.
All is easy in retrospect true.
Clichéd soul sale, to my love for you.
Like old Troy we're consigned tae the past.
Love's base hunger, it's time to break fast.
A thousand ships they sailed, in history tae Troy.
Bloodlines they were spilled, for her gaze so coy.
Ah thousand times I tried, but only seemed tae annoy.
This epic tale of love and loss, Helena and her boy.
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Counsel
03:06
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We all come blind tae our world, but we soon see.
Our place in society, what we're supposed tae be.
Ah wasn't meant for this place, this evil twisted rat-race.
But there's too many places, ah've yet tae see.
We all try hard in our world to get through.
Boxes tae tick and so many things tae do.
Ah tried ma best tae get by, ah tried my best tae stay fly.
Ah'me ah million miles wide o' the mark.
We all strive tae progress, and we set our pace.
From our pre-determined hometown base.
Ah had ah go at achieve, ah really tried tae believe.
That hard work and graft, could release me.
We're all tied tae the seasons, we share ah fate.
In oor chrono-mythical altered state.
We all take our own course, the past we divorce.
Ne'er payin' heed tae counsel, nae heed tae counsel.
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10. |
Colourblind Blues
07:06
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Ambition was lost in a moment, Ishihara you broke all my dreams.
No matelot carry-on in my Father's footsteps, just dreams of what may have been.
Years speed-up and I'm ageing, great things that I cannot mind.
Achievements they are legendary, they're just myths in the past unkind.
And it's nothing, to do with you.
But my mood is, I assume blue.
And my assumption is based on what I can't see.
How can I nail it, when it's unique to me.
Lost in ah head/tail moment, an old dog can't find his bone.
Huffin' and puffin' sweet nothings, A teenager misplaced his phone, a socialite who's all alone.
Red/green anathema to me, nothing is quite as it seems. MA as a footnote, instead of RN.
I'm a poet that's lost all his dreams. I'm a geyser that's run out of steam.
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