Tag: lyrics
The old grow so old so quickly
Noah’s Slaughterhouse – 19th September 1984
The animals went in two by two
One for me and one for you
Ending as a carcass lying on your plate
Dripping blood, well, no thanks mate
Cos their slaughter is your meat
Your life is their death
Well, life holds much more for me
Cos you can let those animals free
Ten to a pen as the farmers do it again
See what the slaughter is doing to them
Flesh is unnecessary for a healthy life
So take away the murderer’s knife
That rapes the bodies of innocence
Surely, life makes sense?
Their life for your death? An eye for an eye?
Your death is inevitable, but who wants to eat you
Brand these children with a fire made of their bones
Prepare them to face a stun so we can slit their throats
So we can chew at their insides
And then brandish their hides
As fashionable coats
And goats? Fuck the goats!
Bad Dream – 14th August 1984
I had a feeling of content in my dreams of sin
I dreamt of an existence where I must surely win
The blackness turned to white, silence seemed to wait
The cruelty seemed so far away ’til I was screaming hate
I fell into traps but only fell so far
Drunk all I could drink in a never-ending bar
Smoked all I could smoke out of a continuous box
Surrender! Surrounded by four doors without locks
I had a bad dream and sinned so many times
I join up all the dots and don’t draw any lines
So what conclusion can you bring from my rhyme
Caught in a bad dream with proportions out of time
I fell into traps but only fell so far
I drove alone, international side affect slur
Pretty pictures daunting realism effect
They are only too real, perfect – perfect
Lords And Masters – 25th July 1984
Our earth shattered and torn
Ripping apart the dreams of the unborn
Cherishing those delivered by a lord
Who left a master alone to get bored
Pulling the plug to release a love never to see
And never to be seen again by you and me
His own love left a disease to plunder and rape
A disease which you and I will never escape
Instilled the fear with a battering push and pull
Corrupting my heart which was full
Of a love never felt before
Terrorised and turned into a cancerous sore
Now we walk this road alone with what is left of our love
I cannot see the heavens promised from above
Follow me down this road of hate
There we will eventually find our peace and resting place
And leave those too overcome with greed
To die how they never dreamed
Together we can find true harmony
And now is the time to start searching
Peace. Freedom. Love.
31st Aug 2024 – I have a note next to the title that just says ‘Weird?’ meaning that the music for this shouldn’t be weird and as I’m writing it out here I can imagine that I was inspired by Crass’ ‘Penis Envy’ album.
In Two Minds – 13th June 1984
He’s the king of his problems
He’s on top of it all
But for a man so high
The chances are he’ll fall
Coming home from his work
To a refreshing cup of tea
He’s drifting into deep sleep
From which he’ll wake to a new reality
In two minds – in your home
With two minds – you’re never alone
In two minds – you’re annoyed
With two minds – you’re a schizoid
Wiping the grime from his eyes
He’s sure not himself
he stands on his two new feet
And realises he’s someone else
He’s become hyperactive
And starts to act like a child
Now he’s scared of all around
Like the prey of a hungry animal wild
The doctor has been called
On the electronic phone
And the trap is neatly sprung
To entice him to his home
And as the doctor inspects
The change in his patient’s head
A knife is raised
With which to strike the doctor dead
And so to the courtroom
How do you plead? ‘Madness’
And so he gets away
With his acts of badness
But his lawyer is dead
The jury are too
And he’s in two minds
About what to do
What Have You Done? – 24th May 1984
You sit alone, thoughts in your head
What can you say that hasn’t been said?
What can you do that hasn’t been done?
You know you’re not the only one
What will you do now you’re having fun?
Will you look back at what you have done?
You gave up the world for your selfish aims
So you could carry on with your games
Now I’m asking you what have you done?
You don’t know or care as long as it’s fun
Won’t you help? You know you can save me
You know you could love me but hate is all you gave me
What will you do now you’re having fun?
Alienate me more that you’ve already done
So long as you’ve got friends and a bottle to drink
You can live life without having to think
To think
What have you done?
The end
Is sure to come
Oh Yeah – 20th June 1983
Oh Yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
11th Apr 2023 – Hardly a work of art but this was the chant of myself, Rupert, Jeremy and Jim and I can still hear our teenage voices clearly. We hated being at school but we had each other.
Jimmy
I knew a kid called Jimmy
He was pretty skinny
Until he got so thin
He did himself in
Skinny Jimmy, oh!
11th Apr 2023 – To the tune of Jimmy Jimmy by the Undertones. Jim was the boy in town in our little school clique. Rupert, Jeremy and I were out in the sticks.
Before we had motorbikes we did a lot of push biking to visit each other though rarely would we go into town. Wimborne was hardly attractive for 15 and 16-year-olds and although we wanted to be where things were going on we found much more entertainment in the countryside than in town.
This changed later when we got motorbikes but still, we knew we could get away with so much more in our quiet little villages with fewer people around.
And Jim was skinny though no skinnier than the rest of us. When I went back to the UK and met Jeremy and Rupert again (around 2015 I think) we were all still thin though I had the biggest beer belly which they did comment on. Jez and Rupes have kept themselves quite trim in comparison.
Atom
A little atom spinning round
I can touch the ceiling and the ground
But if you try and find me, I can’t be found
Cos I will confuse and I will confound
11th Apr 2023 – My ambition at this age was to be a punk rock star. I had given up playing the clarinet after a year or so of learning and never took on any other instrument.
Sometimes I think it was out of arrogant pride that I never took on anything. I didn’t want to be seen as not good at something. I wanted people to think that I was the best at the things that I did. I thought people would laugh at me if I tried to do something and I wasn’t very good at it. Where did I get that thought process from?
I was pretty good at most sports until my smoking, drinking and laziness to improve got the better of me.
Anyway, as I had no musical ability to speak of I would have to be the singer and of course, being the centre of attention seemed attractive too. I lost this bravado badly during my late teens and early 20s though and can’t really explain why.
As the singer I thought that I would have to be the lyricist too so I started writing lyrics as much as possible. Of course, they were very rudimentary at this time but I felt totally inspired by all the music I was consuming and the attitude that anyone could do it.
The Diary That Was – 31st December 1979
29th Sep 2022 – And so we are here, at the mysterious back pages of the diary.
Record of the week: The Greedies – Merry Jingle
29th Sep 2022 – Phil Lynott from Thin Lizzy and Steve Jones and Paul Cook from the Sex Pistols were the Greedies and this song is a fun, romping Christmas song but as with most Christmas songs, won’t hold up at any other time of year. I wonder what it is that makes people think to write a Christmas song? If it’s your last resort maybe it’s time to give up?
29th Sept 2022 – Paul Mariner, Mick Mills, Mick(?) Lambert, Bobby Robson, Trevor Whymark, Roger Osbourne, John Wark, George Burley, Paul Cooper, Kevin Beattie…the other faces are familiar but names stuck somewhere deep in the noggin. I’m going to go search the rest of the names as a reminder.
Frm Fidy tety sx nw cod i sudrtkn
29th Sept 2022 – Any codebreakers got this one? I reckon ‘From Friday Twenty Six…….” – any significance to the missing letters? Children and their warped minds.
Andrew said “I don’t think the FONZ is very interesting.”
29th Sep 2022 – It was all downhill from here.
Lief
Leif
29th Sept 2022 – Me trying to work out how to spell Leif Garrett, and yes, I had to look it up again just now.
Me —— Them
Golf
-8 —— -2
-2 —— -2
-3 —— -6
-4 —— -10
29th Sep 2022 – In my childlike imagination my bedroom was a golf course. Using one of our eating knives as a club and a marble as a ball, I devised a course around the bed, chair, floor, drawers etc.
I remember the knife well, it was one that was least favoured to be used at the table, it was the odd one out in the cutlery drawer. It had a cream handle, some kind of imitation ivory, bakelite maybe? Where the blade joined the handle had a small piece missing that added to its devious charm. The tip of the knife was an industrial semi-circle shape, with no pointed end as with our other knives. It was ugly. So it became my mini golf club and I loved it for that.
Of course, I just played against myself, labelling the scores Me and Them and generally always favouring Me, naturally.
When you chatted up the girl with the great big boobs
I don’t make a fuss, I just kept me cool
29th Sept 2022 – The genesis of getting into writing lyrics and trying to make them outrageous as per my idols. I didn’t yet have the vocabulary and ability but genius (haha!) must start somewhere!
Bed (curtains) 2p
Bricks 102p
Make own tea 2p
Make both teas 5p
Make tea to drink 1p
Collect coal 1p
Collect wood 1p
Extra jobs… 1p
Depending how hard… 2p
It is 3p and so on
29th Sep 2022 – Keeping track of potential earnings. No matter, I would always spend more than I earned, well into my late 20s. Some lessons take a long time.
Racing
Kempton 1.30pm 10p stake
1. Be Better 8-1 80p
Kempton 2.00pm
Catechism 7-1
29th Sep 2022 – A minor interest in Maths, betting and odds developing. I soon realised what a con gambling is, though when I say soon, it probably took another ten years as I did usually put some money through the fruit machines of pubs I attended for a while.
29th Sep 2022 – Artistic skills don’t look particularly promising but that never stopped me from trying.
I want Sex Pistols book, LPs and Clash ‘Give ‘Em Enough Rope’, dartboard
29th Sep 2022 – I ended up with all these except the Clash album which I curiously never owned on vinyl and even now when I listen to it it still sounds fresh and new as many of those songs are not so familiar to me. Weirdly, I think I only ever owned the first album and Sandanista on vinyl and I’m not sure why I missed out on London Calling, which is also a little less familiar to these ears.
Friggin’ in the Riggin’
Ch.
Friggin’ in the riggin’
(repeat two more times)
Cos there’s fuck all else to do
Stick glass up your arse
(repeat thrice)
Cos there’s fuck all else to do
The captain’s wife is Mable
And when she’s fully able
She’ll give the crew the daily screw
Upon the mess room table
The captain’s name is Dodo
And he’s a lazy bugger
He isn’t fit to shovel shit
From one place to another
29th Sep 2022 – As Graeme Gray introduced me to the Sex Pistols through this song I would ask him to repeat these lyrics for me until I could remember them and write them down. Not accurate as expected but filthy enough to warp the precious minds of eleven and twelve-year-old potential brat-punks.
75m – 11.2
29th Sep 2022 – I was obviously pleased with myself for being a fast runner.
Chorus to Pretty Vacant
We’re so pretty, oh so pretty -ow
– Vacant
(repeat)
And now, we don’t careeeee!
Second verse and chorus to Silly Thing
People here, people there
People around you everywhere
What you gonna say
What you gonna do
Now you’ve missed out once again
But I thought you knew
Ch.
Oh, you silly thing
You’ve really gone and done it now
(repeat)
More songs
Bodies
There’s a girl from Birmingham
She’s had an aboushtion
She looks a screaming mess
Screaming mess
Fuck this, fuck that
Fuck that fucking little brat
She don’t want a baby like that
I don’t want a baby like that
She looks a screaming mess
Screaming mess
29th Sep 2022 – More outrageous Sex Pistols lyrics. It’s really hard to comprehend what an impact this band had at the time. For folks like me, it has been a lifelong inspiration and influence that I am proud to be a part of. It all looks old-fashioned and pointless now so I’m forgiving of anything that kids are into these days and forgiving of those who were consumed within their own subcultures that were at pinnacles in the past. We don’t have to understand what they like but we can understand the feelings that it gives them.
RAD DID IT
GRANDAD DID IT
29th Sep 2022 – I had an irrational dislike for my grandparents. Being a snotty kid around Victorian/Edwardian grandparents was never going to be easy. I did like them when I was smaller but perhaps they were more forgiving then too. I would soon be driving them crazy with super loud music and friends visiting for drinking parties. I never really reconciled with my granny (as I called her and my mum wished to be called by Hayden) before she passed but I was more sympathetic to my grandad as I got to my late teenage years. I was surprised to find out at one point that they were actually quite liberal and were members of CND. They weren’t quite so impressed when I showed them the lyrics to Crass’s What The Fuck but they did seem to get the sentiment.
This fucking’ little bastard
Was a fuckin’ little burk
He didn’t know what to do
When he went to work
29th Sep 2022 – Prophetic!
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