Archive for June, 2008

Screw the Rest

Sunday, June 1st, 2008

15 babies died today
And it’s a shame, it’s a shame
because their names weren’t normal
Like your baby Madeleine

And meanwhile, far across the world
Another perfect little girl
Got took away because her folks just
Wanted olives in the shade.

And everyone was so surprised
And me, I guess I don’t know why
Why you left her, why you left her
Anyway, she got the headlines.

In the past unhypnotised
People chose to shut their eyes
But now they’re fixed on rolling news
We elevate nobodies’ views

So a girl, prioritised
Suspicious strangers be despised
Point the finger, it don’t matter where
But who’d've guessed they’d wind up there?

And everyone was so surprised
And me, I guess I don’t know why
Why you led us, you really led us
Still, the story swept the headlines.

One girl missing, many dead
I don’t know what goes on in peoples’ heads
You say she’s one of us, she’s one of us
She’s one of us, she’s one of us, she’s one of us
… so screw the rest …

Moon on a Stick

Sunday, June 1st, 2008

Oh-oh-oh-oh, you want the moon on a stick
I know you want it, and quick
d’you think I’m going to give it to you?
no-oh-oh-oh t’aint as easy as that
and though you want it and bad
you’re never thankful for all you’ve already had

And I know it’d be nice
In fact it’d be real nice
If wishes came true
Like they do in the movies
I know it’d be nice
In fact it’d be real nice
But as they say, that’s life
As they say, that’s life

And the universe-al tendency
is quick as you can
ya better flash in the pan
than an overcooked ham

And you better fix your plan
before you’re kickin the can
and the smarter that you are …
the harder it will be.

And I know it’d be nice
In fact it’d be real nice
If wishes came true like they do in the stories
I know it’d be nice
In fact it’d be real nice
But the smarter that you are …
The smarter that you are …
The smarter that you are …
The harder it will be.

Never Say Forever

Sunday, June 1st, 2008

Never say forever
Nothing lasts that long
You think it can’t be severed
You’re really not as strong
As you think you are
It’s real life, you’re no movie star

Never say forever
You think that he can change
You think that you’re so clever
But nothing you can say
Will fix the way he is
No just accept he’s what he is

So you can either stay or go
Do something or you’ll never know.

Never say forever
You’ll only live regret
The storm that you can weather
Will only lead to hurricanes and heavy rain
This situation’s gone insane.

So you can either stay or go
Lose something or you’ll never know.

Slow Suicide

Sunday, June 1st, 2008

Say you weren’t you
Got all your dreams
All that you wished
And more?

Say you got hurt
just shrugged it off
Even begged for more?

But what if life’s just
Slow suicide?
What if it’s just a chore?

What if life’s just
Slow suicide,
Wouldn’t you live it more?

Or what if life’s just
a pretty ride
and heaven were just a blur?

Yeh what if all this
was all there was
wouldn’t you try to do more?

And don’t tell me you try as hard as you could do
Don’t tell me you give it all you can
No don’t tell me there’s no one who could replace you in the end
And don’t pretend you’re special, don’t pretend.

And don’t tell me you never loved another
Don’t tell me you told them all you felt
No don’t tell me you never long to trade with someone else
And don’t tell me your troubles, tell yourself.

Never Had You

Sunday, June 1st, 2008

I was the quiet boy
Stared at you all the time
You were the one who made me
Feel all weak inside

Thought I was clever
But cool? Never, never
And with one look
I was broken for ever-

And the years go by
I watched your dreams die
You grow old while I
Try to touch the sky

And the years go by
And I tried and tried
But still I never had you.

Cinema taught me well
As the years rolled by
Told me that there were a lot like me
Lost inside

Told me that I could do anything
I tried
Told me that love was all powerful:
Fat lies

And the years go by
‘Nother hundred lies
Childhood pushed aside
Goodbye dreams, goodbye

And the years go by
And I wondered why
And still I never had you
Still I never had you

Saw you again in the street
Yesterday, alone
Gave you a smile but you didn’t
Even say hello

And when I woke up this morning,
I cried
Knowing that I had lost you for the
Last time

And the years go by
And I cried and cried
But the years go by
And the sadness dies
And the years go by
And I don’t know why
But still I never had you
Still I never had you
Well I’m glad! I never had you.

Photos / Ghost Writing

Sunday, June 1st, 2008

A time before I backwards-died
A time I wasn’t known
A world I wish I could’ve been
And places, people, I’ve not seen
And my life, so far, in between
How thus a world can grow

My father there, thoughts blank on breeze
Of ocean salts and sandy beach
Who could (or would) have thought he’d go
So soon before I’d get to know
His warmth, his love: his feelings, though,
Will stretch beyond his reach

I’m touched to view these frozen times:
Spooky, though, they’re left behind
While we keep moving through this life
While petty trifles brief excite
My heart, a beacon, sparks alight
As history here unwinds …

Hey, lady spirit talker
Sit by me
‘cos I lost someone special to me
I was wonderin’, could you help me see
Is there a ghost tryin’ to talk to me?

Could be a ghost writing on my wall
And ‘cos I lost him before I was small
Never knew him till, till I was tall …
I guess he never really knew me at all.

I tried so many ways to fill his place
This lonely kid conjured up a face
But then he grew and knew and age erased
My mem’ry of you left without a trace.

Could be a ghost writing on my wall
And ‘cos I lost him before I was small
Never knew him till, till I was tall …
I guess you never really knew me at all.

Say quiet spirit would you open your eyes
I know you’re there, come on, give me a sign
I close the door and I open my mind
So just converse with your son tonight.

Could be a ghost writing on my wall
And ‘cos I lost him before I was small
Never knew him till, till I was tall …
I guess you never really knew me at all.

I often pray why did you take away
My only way of being good some day
There’s no answer but “I feel this way”
Could be my dad, lady, what you say?

Could be a ghost writing on my wall
and ‘cos I lost him before I was small
Never knew him till, till I was tall
I guess you never knew me at all.

Damn Donut

Sunday, June 1st, 2008

69 kinds of processed cheese
Can you give me a sign?
Instead of cheap value lines?

Trapped in a tin like squashed tomatoes
Steel protectors on our toes
I broke a bottle of gin

Mop to aisle nine!
It’s action time!
Could you give me a sign
This ain’t the end of the line?

Trapped in a tin like squashed tomatoes
Steel protectors on our toes
Oh for a bottle of gin

Are they looking for God in a cupcake selection?
Or just passing time in the one way they know?
All I know’s they’re unfulfilled as the cheapest damn donuts
And I’ll only go nuts till they’re gone

Are they looking for God in a cupcake selection?
Or just passing time in the one way they know?
All I know’s they’re unfulfilled as the cheapest damn donuts
And I’ll only go nuts till they’re gone
And I’ll only go nuts till they’re gone.

Too Many Kinds of Love

Sunday, June 1st, 2008

When I was young
I had a crush
on a stranger or two
Attention would wane
till it was a day to day thing

I was a fool
Always screwed up
But I’d get up again
I tried to death
But no one took me under their wing

They all said no
That hurt so, it forced me to sing

Please let me stop this time
There’s too many love songs and not enough rhyme to spare
I hope we stay this way
There’s too many kinds of love and you’re so rare

Please let me stop this time
There’s too many love songs and not enough rhyme to spare
I hope we stay this way
There’s too many kinds of love and you’re so rare