singing out loud
what I’m thinking today
as the sun rolls by
sitting in a deckchair
dreaming, yeah yeah
just dreaming
no thoughts screaming
’cause
I’m setting them free
as soon as they’re born
by singing out loud
what’s in my head today
lyric
a lost verse to a song by one of those Gallagher chaps
I saw you shamble down the road
a little like a common toad
your head was up your arse
you looked so mean
you spoke about your masterplan
for getting even with “the man”
an angrier little guy
I’d never seen.
Here Is A Song About Barney For The Boomtown Rats To Sing
Barney is a bouncer
he bounces round the town
and when he isn’t bouncing up
then he’s bouncing down
Barney is a springer
he springs upon the chairs
but if you move to fast for him
he’ll spring right up the stairs
Barney is a roller
furry roller on the floor
and if you didn’t stop him
then he’d roll right out the door
Jesters Weep (notes for a song idea)
the kings of old
they suffered fools,
yet we are cursed
to suffer fools as kings
so jesters weep
Song Idea (notes)
It’s a bloody sin
the price of gin
especially in these days
when a good stiff drink
can stop you think-ing
how we got this way
Verse from an unfinished song for Ringo Starr
I knew you were mine
when our conkers entwined
and when I first pulled on your hair
you showed me your knickers
which made my heart flicker
though I didn’t know why then and there.
Welcome To Dystopia (notes for an earnest song)
Welcome to the theme park
there is no entrance fee
concession stands for everything
and nobody is free
your soul is sold for apples
in return for all your hope
(oh yeah!)
and a photo op with Donald Duck
Welcome to Dystopia
There Is No Band Playing In The Sky (chorus to an unfinished song for Lee Hazlewood)
do not let this old life pass you by
take the time to love and laugh and cry
even if there is sorrow
there is always a tomorrow
and there is no band playing in the sky
Spoken Intro To A Non Existent Grace Jones Song
One day you’ll catch me
stardancing
shuffling
to the rhythms
of quasars
romancing
my way
across nebulae
the explosive beauty of which
have yet to leave
humanity breathless
you’ll mark my steps
tapped out
in a regularity
normally unheard
within the radioactive humm
of eternity’s youth.
