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
song
forcing rhymes in notes for a silly love song
preserve this heart in amber
so a million years from today
the world will know for certain
that I loved you this way
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.
embryonic song notes on the nightstand
before I was me
I’d sing the songs
that I wanted to be
but that was my springtime
that was before
now I don’t sing
those songs anymore
Plastic Paddy
I’m eating Irish cheddar
for Saint Patrick’s Day
all washed down
with lots of Irish Beer
I’ll be singing protest songs
all the evening long
though no one I know’s
been Irish for some years
Jerusalem verse one
in the old north rest of England
where I started out
the places have all shuttered up
and turned the big lights out
there’s downtowns slowly dying
one pawn shop at a time
wherein lies the reasoning
as there isn’t any rhyme.
skipping rope ditty
cat in a box
hat in box
jack in the box too
I would put
a lid on it
now
if I was you
The Wrong Song
Where I am
is all too near
yet all too far away
if I started walking
I could reach you
yesterday
when you and I
stood in the sun
kissing in the rain
and though I travel
there and here
I can’t go home again
I can’t go home again
he dreamt
and held his head in tears
not able to accept his fate
between the passing years
for one day is quite like the next
from sunrise to sunset
and all the friends he thought he knew
it seems he’d never met.
and so I play the wrong song
cause the right one’s out of key
if you got a wrong song
then sing along with me.
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
chorus from a non existent folk slash country song
If we knew tomorrow’s news today
we’d make the same mistakes
that we made yesterday
in the hope that the day after
everything would be okay
if we knew tomorrow’s news today
