GRAIN OF SAND

I could fill a room with empty pockets
I could build a palace from lost ideals
Forgotten to say what it is that I wanted
Now I go to sleep and dream of nothing
So the weatherman says there'll be a change in the weather
& this is fine in my time of life
If someone could tell me something l hadn't heard before
I wouldn't be knocking at your door.

Like a grain of sand that's how I feel tonight
In a foreign land
washed up and out of sight..........
I woke up this morning and felt like a zombie
Couldn't find the shoes underneath my bed
My tongue was covered in fur
So I shoved it in my pocket
At least I'm alive I think I'll survive

Like a grain of sand
that's how I feel tonight
In a foreign land
Washed up and out of sight

FIRE AND BRIMSTONE

Me I'm not waiting for the next world
Don't want an answer now I can bide my time
I'm not in line for divine consent
No chorus of angels is going to pay my rent

Don't want to shave my head or bang a drum
I'm sitting by the river I can see it run
I'm at one with my predicament
Don't need a guru to say which way is best

Chorus
No fire and brimstone is going to turn me
I don't want to live with guilt
No simple solution can satisfy me
I can't waste my time

I've seen the forest now I want to see the trees
I've existentialized till the death of me
How I resolve this will pass the time
Until I meet my maker at the end of time

REPEAT CHORUS
This world is bent I know it's true
Sometimes it's hard to know what to do
You can feel like a disposable part
You can even get a second hand heart
Me I'm not waiting for the next world
Doff t want an answer now I can bide my time
I'm not in line for divine consent
No chorus of angels is going to pay my rent

FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE

I was talking to a friend of the people
Was kissing babies like a diplomat
was on remand & on my best behaviour
shaking hands & getting in on the act....

The business people were getting drunker than usual
The conversation slipped below the skull
Exchanging glances with a reporter from Teen Hits
I'm an apprentice whore on my way to Babylon
I was a bit like you
You showed me what to do
I was introduced to the sound of confusion
Got propositioned by a passing nun
I was indisposed & unavailable for comment
I'm on the borderline
with nowhere to go
I was a bit like you
You showed me what to do

BEFORE HOLLYWOOD

Before Hollywood before Babylon and Babel
On a desert isle I was sitting at a table
Reading into the absurd
some of us never learn
In the struggle to survive
Something must Die...

On a foreign shore
In the shadow of a cathedral
With a cripple's eye
I stole manna from the temple
In a cinematic dream
somebody lent to me
I began to realise
Something must die
So who am I and do I make a difference
Does life go on and on and is there any answer

In a tenement electric luxuries of silence
Of the human mind and all it's evolution
Is this perverse
And does it really hurt
In the struggle to survive
Something must die......
So who am I and do I make a difference
Does life go on and on and is there any answer?

GHOST SHIPS

Ghost ships are sailing on empty seas
the light that was in the darkness
it does not shine on me.
Like an old man I run to find the shore
& the light that was in your eyes
doesn't shine there anymore
So wait until tomorrow and then we'll see
I don't know about tomorrow..........
Cold is the wind that blows in my mind
Crazy in this mood that has to be mine
I would run but I am tired
& I feel that I must be hypnotised
Ch.....etc etc

SOLD OUT

Here comes the holiday
With all the invites to the rest home for retards
The Hollywoodesque Cabaret
And wouldn't you know it feels so automatic
And such a subtle response
I never expected to feel so dejected
And with all the spite in the world
I never wanted to be who'd have thought I'd be

Sold Out, like a miner I'm digging for gold
Sold Out, I could never believe what I was told

Let's do the Cadillac stomp
Syphilitic rumba is on my agenda
just like a novel I'd read
It's as crass as a TV commercial
Such a subtle response
I never expected to feel so dejected
With all the spite in the world
1 never wanted to be who would have thought I'd be

Sold Out, like a miner I'm digging for gold
Sold Out, I could never believe what I was told

TOMORROW

They say it's a long time until tomorrow
When your shining light has blown a fuse
Now I can't wait to leave the ashes
That have ruined me and everything
And weren't you always going to be by my side
And wasn't the sun always going to shine
I'll throw your letters into the fire
I'll put the ghost out in the hall
Whatever you wanted I'd forgotten in the madness
But maybe I'll remember before too long
And weren't you always going to be by my side
And wasn't the sun always going to shine
You can forget about the rent you can steal what you want
You can forget about the chains and the smoking remains

MASSACRE

Can that be all there is, nothing more,
No sign of life on this empty stage...
Is this all that's left
The ruins of a passing parade
With nothing left inside
Not even a memory
This must be a crime
A massacre of the heart and mind.....
When the game of life is played
You should have known
That the rule book was kept in a closet
Did you have to look
And did you think that a drug could unlock it
Now what's left inside
Not even a memory
This must be a crime
A massacre of the heart and mind

STAY

Like a deserted town in winter
The sun has gone and I linger on
The coloured lights on the pier
Have disappeared and the radio plays a sad song
Like a ship lost at sea I'm drowning
As the world closes in
Strength where are you now
Are you with me on this precipice

CHORUS

You can stay if you want to
But I must drift away
You can do what you want to
I'm leaving the ghosts behind

Frozen like a memory
1 close my eyes and then it's gone
As night turns into day
The clock is waiting to have its say
In a minute it's years
And the end is closing in
Strength where are you now
Are you with me on this precipice

SHIPWRECK

It was late in the winter
When the weather was bitter
With the storm rolling in
Bringing death and disaster
The silence of night
Like gun fire was shattered
No shelter was left
For the poor and the wretched
Drums rolled and crashed
And the angels were singing
On the cliffs as I watched
The distant sail sinking

Master and slave to their death
Were sent flying
Under the waves luminous corpses would grin
Like the sharks who were waiting
No prayers were answered
No preference of class no deals could he done
Grown men would cry
Like a child for its mother
The violence of nature
Could not be appeased

Throw down a line
Shine me a light
I'm your prodigal son
And what I've seen ain't right

Throw the first stone
Show me a sign
I'm your prodigal son
Tell me what has been done

The night that we sailed
There were crowds on the quay side
Full of fear & excitement
Of an unknown tomorrow
The old world left behind us
We sailed to the horizon
The voyage was uneventful we had sailed there before
Until the night one mile from the headland
In a moment of truth
A pathetic twist of fortune
I'd heard a voice in my head I'd ignored it
Was it a warning & how would I know
All the hopes & the dreams on the rocks they were shattered
No invitation was offered to debate the outcome
As I left that ship I was leaving a graveyard
What help could I offer in defence against the sea

Chorus etc etc......

all lyrics copyright CJ Bailey Lost Music / Mushroom Music