Band Intro / Days after the Rave

Were u caught in the shower and left dripping wet
Are you stuck in the middle pushed out to the,left
 with feelings handwritten days after the rave
We ll tell it u straight, we are dead highways ... This song's called falling away

BURN (the man who burned for the world)

"youthful angst has nothing on the grim realities of adulthood...'

v1)
life got tricky
nothing come quick
the candle's dimming
she d better show

these journeys bore me
rats race nowhere
if we re not winning
I m not gonna play

c)
"now teenage angst has turned into something far more terrible
reality is crushing me, the weight of all these years.
set your town on fire (be the man who burned for the world)
we'll  burn office block and church spire
do ya wanna , burn for the world?

it's time old friend let's not pretend
we re getting there
no resurrection

it s time old friend to strike a match
and watch your town catch fire
and watch her eyes glow brighter  

v2)
a hilltop village
a cottage in june
these postcards draw me
but she d better show
(your cities bore
rats race nowhere
if i'm not winning
to hell with your game)




a Dudley sleeper cell
a Wordsley beauty queen
a wrap of ketamine
a pint of gasoline

Coldblow Road.

I have been riding for 26 miles from the City of Bristol to deliver this wine my right hand is numb now, a weight on my back and feeling quite little, Gloucester's fields in my wake.

I have been riding for 46 miles from a city of people, I m in Ross on Wye I've stopped for a coffee and piss 'mongst the pines in this forest of dean this Bavaria lite.

I have been riding for 66 miles the sun's setting in this weak November sky my horse is my baggage, my gun metal ride round corners at 30 grey Herefordshire flashes by.

I have been riding for 96 miles the city's begin us wish we were inside the wind gets to screeching as we cut through its side...

I have been riding for too many miles November in Shropshire the moons have flashed by. We re all on this journey some fast and some slow, for me its got misty along coldblow road..

Gripping th throttle hand over the brake I ll not lose my bottle I m up for the fray.

Ripping Me Off

(spoken word intro:)
this rusty old ride is broken down
i been walking thru the shit I hate this town x2

...
v1) another car wreck I stumble from
what was I thinking moving west?
been on this rocky road my knees ripped raw
you wouldn't wanna hear the filth coming out of my

mouth
I've tried living it right
but it feels like i'm ripping me off...

2)730 up and off to work
I'm feeling pretty fraught, the traffic roars
the dickheads in this town have got me down
the hippies and the thugs and filth
get me outta this

town
I tried living it right
but it feels I'm ripping me off

outro : why does it feel like i'm ripping me off?

Letting Go [interstellar blues]

Travelling for years , across the skies
Watching worlds go by, and moonshine
There are billions in the distance, letting go

Chorus:
This atmosphere's killing you - choking, choking, choking on the fumes / your blues
Spaceman blues

So yr sitting and writing as comets flash by, everyone distant, letting go
You've been rolling dice, letting go
Now you're touching from a distance, letting go

Chorus

Well this world isnt yours since the day you wereborn ,
Atmosphere's killing you, killing you falling away.

Chorus

 And the traveling...

There's no man in the sky
And there is no reason why.

Spaceman Dream

version #2:
A solar winter
This ship is spinning
Off of Orion, we all die alone.

Lunar sea shimmer
Saturn glitter
Out in this nowhere, I'm hopeless well




it takes too long
i wrote this sailor song
it s all gone wrong, too many times

across the ocean of star and darkness - r u out there..?

Earth looks tiny
Stars beside me
A coffin floating, deep into the black

I ve left Orion
There's no more fighting
And no more trying, but no going back.

version #1:
Can you send your satellite stream 
Across these lunar seas
Oxidise my tears...
Is there anyone out there? 
Anybody waiting?

A journey lasting 3 years

but I don't sleep i just dream
of you Emily

Is there anyone out there...anybody waiting?

Pre chorus: you see my hopes are really fading-
This star's imploding ...


And this spacewalk takes too long,
That s why I wrote this spacejunk song
A spaceman dream gone wrong
And now I m spinning... too far.

ive travelled galaxies, and there have been glimpses
of love and His Creation
Is there anyone out there...anybody waiting?

The world's so tiny up here
but overwhelming down there
gotta cross the space between us
Is there anyone out there?
Anybody waiting..?

Pre chorus...

And this spacewalk takes too fucking long,
That s why I wrote this spacejunk song
A spaceman dream that went wrong
And now I m spinning... too far

Outro: across this ocean of star & darkness - is there anyone out there?....


......................................

A voyage lasting 3 years

but I don't sleep i just dream
of the colour green and the trees...
Is there anyone out there?
Is there anyone waiting...

Plans

1. so life is what happens when u r making plans ..
but don't say them aloud God laughs at our demands

So much waste but there's always cocaine
Its the thought that helps deal with the rain
Don't give all your pearls to pricks that steal.your time


Did you try to plan ahead for it?
Did the world just look away?
Did you maybe push too hard for it
At least we've got cocaine. I'm grateful
yeh thank God for cocaine

A pickup when I'm grey I m grateful

2. i spent too much time waiting for the 415...I got
pissed on the platform and piss over my jeans

,.........,..........,....,....,.....,,..........

Such a waste to look back take the reins
" "                                  forward and pray
" "                                  to be missing this everlasting now
dont Cast all ur pearls before pricks that steal your time
breathe deeply and fill up ur lungs    x3

then spit it out
Cos the trains round the bend, you'd better run for it.

Oh why won't th plans work out?
Why wont the world listen?/ play ball

ch. and believe in today in the wind in the rain in the meadow the spring and the summer ur lover if she s aroundch. ......................

3....so sit down grab a pen, make a plan and stick with it
Cos to lose is still better than not doing a thing
You gotta make friends with the dirt
You gotta make use of the hurt well
Make peace with yourself
I hope that we get something out of this defeat

There s so much around you breathe it in
there s nobody in these fields

NOVEL (writer's block)

in time u learn to dislike urself
in death at least u get sum rest

and i'm tired and tied to my old ways
i feel that I've wasted today

i was trying to write a novel, but i couldnt find a beginning
there was no filling for the middle and now we re all at sea


my hope and grace are wearing thin, i guess i haven't earned it yet
 so   be mine x3
and walk these halls with me and together we'll be maudlin.

i was trying to write a novel, but i couldnt find a beginning
there was no filling for the middle and now we re all at sea
as i cycle along the towpath
and stumble down the avenues
it s pretty clear ive lost the rhythm but not these blues

Falling Away (lyrics by Alex Kirkup & Alex Thorne)

another day, frittered away
 hope was like a rock now chipping away
 it looks the same, sounds the same
resolve is breaking i wither away
colors wash to grey
people say it s great so i guess it s OK
don't recognise, my life
sat in this waiting room Saturday nite


i m falling away back on top of me 
i m breathing out breathe me back in

Who's had enough commercial junk?
Gimme direction not fritter and fumble
Who is right? Who gives a fuck?
Evry bastard here seems so made up
And self absorbed
I watch the wheels turn its getting old
I've moved around never got too far
I wanna change but I'm stuck at this bar

/

stuck in a rut feet in the mud
losing direction  i fritter and fumble
whats is right? who gives a fuck?
what does it matter when you're all made up?
stuck in my head so self absorbed
i see the wheels turn it's getting old
i move around never get too far
i'd rearrange but i m stuck in this bar

vanitania

I'm not joking now we all know that u've been listening to my phonecalls
you're depressing me and we all know that u keep complaining like such a sissy boy
ur life's one hissy fit, why don't you over it.


we re too vain to watch the show
I'm too drunk to cast my vote

the prose across your brand new phone


we re so ugly and self absorbed, it s hard to see beyond the navel;
it s not better it s getting worse in so many ways and I cant change a thing
my life's one hissy fit, and I m so over it.

YOURE SO VAIN- AND I M SO CAUGHT UP IN ME
AND WE RE TO BLAME - APATHY IN THE UK

come on love...

v1)It 2 am the corner store's about to close but I got some booze makes me feel better;
And so I write by email with sleight of hand
These drunken thoughts I should know better than write to you.

v2)So which is best? A witch's hat or crown o thorns I headed west but nothing changes
so hold me own hold me underneath the foam, I need to drown, come back forgiven.

Ch) So come on come on and hold me under... I ll be dead but its not murder waters edge
So come on come on and hold me under... I ll be dead but its not murder In These cold waves

v3)So bury me beneath the sea under the October leaf cos autumn s winning
Don't wanna be don't wanna be so utterly adrift at sea, with the big wave coming, so...





I'd like to stay and ruminate with u awhile,
but youre not around - you're in another city
and so I write, by email with slight of hand.
opportunity I keep on praying for u


So which is best? A witch's hat or crown o' thorns?
I'm heading west cos to go is better.
Hold me down, hold me underneath the foam:
I need to drown come back forgiven.

so come on come on and hold me under
come on come on and hold me under - are you there?
                                                                    By the hair


SO marry me, and bury me under the autumn sea, November's winning.
don't wanna be - don't wanna be this anymore
and now I see, life has got so ugly...


so come on come on and hold me under
come on come on and hold me under - are you there?

Know your Enemy!

Know your friends and enemies
Little people have been getting at me
Little people with little lives
Rise above it cos this is your life

Well I told ya!
Well I told ya!

Power struggles it's the poor against the poor
But imagination maybe get you off the floor
Little people, crashing bores
All walking in straight lines obeying the rules

Well I told ya!

Face don't fit- couldn't give a monkey's!
I ll keep working like a dog
Keep on moving, moving up
You're at standstill you awful little cunt

Well I told ya! ...

so know your enemy - and dont go passively

so know your enemy and don't leave quiet.

I never meant to let you in

Just had an epiphany just had an epiphany Thursday hey hey hey
Looking down on Camden Lock, what I needed hit me in the face and i said hey
For many years I searched in vain it was stood beside me all the time

I never meant to let you in
No I be
But here I am
Yes here I am

And I am waiting

Shallow feeling

You're the kinda girl that gets what she wants alrite
It takes a lotta money a lot of consumer rights
I like your style a lot but u gotta change ur mind
Been dressing to the eyes with haircuts that change in time

So pick urself up off the floor this time it s no good
And dust itself down again this time it's no good, ur not good enough for me
Such a shallow feeling
Today's the kinda day when nothing would  turn out right
There's nothing in the shops there's nothing that's left to buy

Stratosphere (by A.kirkup & A.Thorne)

I sailed away to a higher plane, darkened skies kept me right...for a while
the same old lies (just) won't subside, the strangest thoughts as your ship collides...one last time
I'm breaking up, my time is up and this metal junk is burning up.

ch) I stare at Saturn, I've raised me to the...ground

My final waltz in the stratosphere.

26 miles and I'm half alive, but spinning fast to the great divide...???????
a solar beam, my engine screams, reminded of the old spaceman dream of burning up.
       and this Starship's sunk this is my last re-entry...there's only me

ch) I stare at Saturn, I've raised me to the...ground,

My final waltz in the stratosphere.

I'm breaking up, in this Chinese junk, my spaceman dreams have left me...with spaceman tears
I never got to find someone, I gave it  up for a long shot... it's hard to breathe
you're breaking  up,  you're breaking  up,  you're breaking  up,  you're breakingup...in the stratosphere.

ch) I stare at Saturn, I've raised me to the,

i ve been to heaven,

 i m ten miles from the...ground
My final waltz in the stratosphere.

PANIC ATTACK

1. UK I'm gonna give u hell
my lethargy didn't serve me well at all,
hang on, when u, fff feel, your gonna lose the plot

2. by now I know the neighbourhood well
so have a line and hit the street sell sell
hang on, when u fff feel your gonna lose the plot

chorus.
i'm gonna put my demons into writing
i'm gonna give this town a good, hiding
whatever happens hang on, when u fff feel your gonna lose the plot


la la la ...

3. on the street and everybody's stressed in town
so much to do that they don't listen when u shout,
hang on, when u fff feel your gonna lose the plot


chorus.
i'm gonna put my demons into writing
i'm gonna give this town a good, hiding
whatever happens hang on, when u fff feel your gonna lose

la la la ...

4.Do the sparrow's know it's shit around here?
if they do they're free to join us for a beer.

JACKET

oh! Bristol you're so fuckin wet and it has been the case since we first met;
from Paderborn down to St. Kitts - even in heaven you get the shits;
i went to Thailand for a spell - the food was great the heat was hell;
i went to Philly for a while - and barely got out alive;
Down in Oz i missed the frost - couldn't get arrested or a job.
 in the Andes the locals glared - for this gringo they don't care.

chorus:
but you're alrite and youre ok, 

maybe happiness doesnt lie at the end of a runway;
Look at the rain! and the endless grey-

You've got to make a choice, make a choice...and get a jacket fr the rain. 

Brighton oh u stole my heart but the mental times couldn't last; 
in wales i missed my English rose though it aint far from home 
new York glittered in the dark - but way too high those towers arc;
London home of anomie, alienation, panic, tears;
Midlands West you did your best - & I'll be back
west Germany so beautiful - but I never learnt the words in school.

Mid-west winter was fuckin cold - a 10 minute walk I couldn't feel my toes;
the good and bad it abounds-You just gotta look around-
It s not as bad as Syria, Quarry Bank or North Korea..?

disassociation

it's a bit insane, i'm not the same person as i was before i died;
was being young to blame? now it feels that i'm looking at myself and from the side
a slow rebuild, it took a while to come to terms with who i'm not:

now i don't mind disassociation;
now i don't mind - most the time!

if it gets too heavy, i ll have a sip of voddy, mix it with my prescription;
but i cannot tell, what is making me feel numb - is it the chicken or the egg?
Is this for real??? to question everything is the new heartache:

now i don't mind disassociation;
now i don't mind - most the time!

upside down! it takes a while to come to terms with what you're not
inside out - it still takes a lotta drink just to even out...

so there it is - a tale of shame and woe of the westerners' disease
i need to feel, need to reach across the gap between the universe and me;
but i can deal, but dealing's not enough when you've only got one life:

now i don't mind disassociation;
now i don't mind - most the time!

...i don't mind watching from the stands.

FUCK ALL!?!

Music by l.fraser and rachel's last dance
Lyrics by rachel's last dance.


1)People dying it must be a sign, this guilt persists aftr th wine.
been walking miles in these old shoes..
And sick of singing the same old blues.


There s fuck all left to say - i only wish i d said it sooner,
with every dying day - the fact remains that we are losing.
There s fuck all left to pray fr - (maybe less confusion?)
There s fuck all left to pray fr
Another wasted nite - far from home./-i read the news from the light of my cellphone

a hit then a transfusion.

2)Brew me a coffee dear, i need to move but to where is unclear. 
We ve been choking on this stink, a desert road and i might think.

3)I cannot run away,
but My oh my i cannot stay
This big diVision inside of me,
i dont believe we were built for peace x2




(...give me an out.)