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Hope & Glory

admin — Thu, 02 Jul 2009 15:22:19 +0000

When I arrive eyes wide fired up,
Tried not to slide and let the side down, Now the
Planes on the ground. I’ll find a good profession, it’s 1957,
I’ve come to the mother land to make a home to put my bed in,
This weather does my head in some people are less than kind.. I wish,
Mamma was here so I could unwind..
But I’m supposed to be the good news, so I lace up these hard black shoes
and look more work, the streets whenever paved with gold they simply make my feet hurt.. they just make my feet hurt..

Just a little money in my pocket and a little bit left for those I love,
To have enough food on my table and a little bit more for those who call,
In this land of hope and glory,
You’d think there’s enough for us all..
You’d think there’s enough for us all.

When I arrive eyes wide petrified,
Tried not to cry and let the side down, Now the
planes on the ground. Its 20 years later mammas in the arrival lounge,
I take a.. few seconds to kiss her..
Then look around at what’s happened to my home town,
What’s going on, but papa doesn’t look too strong,
Rush home in a cab, windows up, now I hear dad cough,
we gotta get in before they switch the lights and water off,
for the night, I have to get to know the guard dogs, cause they bite,
Progress just pass us by, to the right.

Bombs

admin — Thu, 02 Jul 2009 15:01:42 +0000

We think we’re heroes, we think we’re kings
We plan all kinds of fabulous things
Oh look how great we have become

Key in the door, the moment I’ve been longing for
Before my bag hit the floor
My adorable children we’re shot screaming for a kiss
And a story they’re a gift to this world
My only claim to glory
I surely never knew sweeter days
Blows my mind like munitions
I’m amazed

So much heaven, so much hell
So much love, so much pain
So much more than I thought this world could ever contain
So much war, so much soul
Moments lost, moments go
So much more than I though this world can ever hold

We’re just children, we’re just dust
We are small and we are lost
And we’re nothing, nothing at all

One bomb, the whole block gone
Can’t find me children and dust covers the sun
Everywhere is know is panic and confusing
But to some another fun day in Babylon
I’m gonna burry my wife and dig up my gun
My life is done so now I got to kill someone

So much heaven, so much hell
So much love, so much pain
So much more than I though this world could ever contain
So much war, so much soul
Moments lost, moments go
So much more than I though this world could ever hold

So much more than I though this world could ever hold
So much more than I though this world could ever hold

The Man In You

admin — Thu, 02 Jul 2009 14:33:20 +0000

Although I don’t really know how to handle ya,
I will have nobody kicking no sand in ya.. face
Not even a trace of bland in ya,
Teenage and its a trouble understanding ya,
Ya got plenty of energy and stamina,
Forgot all the little tricks I tried to cram in ya,
There’s a bit of ‘I Don’t give a damn’ in ya, ha
And that’s your old man in ya,
Stand in your way, never or ever abandon ya,
And on the day people say what they can’t stand in ya,
Don’t let your ego get out of hand on ya,
It ain’t a good look when crook-kharma land on ya,
Balance yourself, bring out the Zinedine Zidane in ya,
The I will and I can in ya,
Execute the grand plan in ya,

I’m your daddy and happy to see the man in ya.

Might know too much but I’m no soft touch,
Brought you up, to recognise lies as such,
I need no crutch, child hood was arduous,
And if there is a god I’m sure he would pardon us,
Must be working hard in us,
Not to harden us, ha.

10 That you really wanna be,
20 Exactly what you see’s on telly,
11 You can’t tell him any-thing that he don’t know already,
12 They get together steady, explore the 1st keeping up with the many,
13 None of them are ready, living on old raised broke not a penny,
14 Baby in the belly, She’s all done a runner another no daddy,
15 Nanny and she loves it dearly, head strong proving all along but wary,
16 Scale we were quite contrary,
This is how the garden grows.
This is how the garden grows.

Children ya still own the power,
To turn this into your finest hour,
Now a young ma-mum that mistake can make a contribution why dont we wait and see…
Give back the mothers their dignity,
And the fathers who roam free a lesson in humility,
This society needs to learn empathy.

It happened to you, it could happen to me (x4)

Birds and bees without flowers…
Girls be strong, boys don’t cower…

Stand by your seat, scream and shower…
Oh how the sweet can turn sour…

Birds and bees without flowers…
Girls be strong, boys don’t cower

Stand by your seat, scream and shower…
Oh how the sweet can turn sour…

Music Matters

admin — Thu, 02 Jul 2009 14:30:55 +0000

For all those who stood up and were counted
For all those for whom money was no motive
For all those for whom music was a message
I want to thank you for making me
A little more sure
A little more wise
And courageous.
You told me to look much further
You told me to walk much more
You told me that music matters
And to chase the dogs back from my door
I won’t stop here
I won’t be still untill the sun sets
On us all

(Maxi Jazz)
Under the sheets with my radio
Turn down low
So nobody know
It’s the late night show
Hopin’ to hear Hey Joe
Jimmy was my hero
Head blown by Type R or was it the true star?
From Dali Lama to Tanamo
Curtis Mayfield
Say Kurtis Blow
Singing into my pillow
And praying I don’t dance
Untill my 9 volt battery goes..

(Cass Fox)
You told me to look much further
You told me to walk much more
You told me that music matters
And to chase the dogs back from my door
I won’t stop here
I won’t be still untill the sun sets
On us all

You told me to look much further
You told me to walk much more
You told me that music matters
And to chase the dogs back from my door
I won’t stop here
I won’t be still untill the sun sets
On us all

You told me that music matters
You told me that music matters
You told me that music matters
You told me that music matters We think we’re heroes, we think we’re kings
We plan all kinds of fabulous things
Oh look how great we have become

We’re just children, we’re just dust
We are small and we are lost
And we’re nothing, nothing at all

So much more than I though this world could ever hold
So much more than I though this world could ever hold