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Drinking Lager
03:37
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Drinking lager, Drinking lager….
Drinking lager, Drinking lager….
If I was one to carry on
All day with folk, til evening’s gone
I might find days just sitting quite a chore
A dreary bore
If I was such to crave the touch
Of humankind so very much
I might find weeks of solitude a strain
A lonely pain
There's no one annoying me
It's some kind of bliss
Sitting in my back yard drinking lager
Cooking on the barbecue hamburgers
Rubbing on my neck the factor 50
On the hifi Frank Sinatra
Oh! What a day
The hours here don't go astray
Whilst whiling away
If I was one of those sociable types, I might
Sit alone with grumps and gripes
But there's no finer thing than the company
Of yourself, drink to your health
If I had lots of things to say
To other folk, all through the day
It maybe then would grate these
Days of late, behind the gate
There's no one annoying me
It's some kind of bliss
Sitting in my back yard drinking lager
Cooking on the barbecue hamburgers
Rubbing on my neck the factor 50
On the hifi Frank Sinatra
Oh! What a day
The hours here don't go astray
Whilst whiling away
In this little garden
I have all my space, and
I love the sunny weather aye
Where I warm my face, and
It’s my favourite place, and
A smith of pith, I write my rhymes
There's no one annoying me
It's some kind of bliss
Sitting in my back yard drinking lager
Cooking on the barbecue hamburgers
Rubbing on my neck the factor 50
On the hifi Frank Sinatra
Oh! What a day
The hours here don't go astray
Whilst whiling away
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2. |
Before The War
03:12
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Oh please, sing to me, a melody
From before, oh from before
The war, the shock and awe, we never thought
Would come to our door, to our door
At first it was so far away, and didn't spoil our week
The people there looked different
What's the language they speak?
The only time some gave them thought
Was when they tried to flee
Coming over here, are they?
Bloody refugees
Oh pray, give us a song, as I do long
To hear of home, our dear home
The green, hills we knew, the avenues
And in the valley, the river blue
The superpowers play
Their hand of land and life and men
While governments are voted in
By press baron's ken
Populations in the dark, or fifty two percent
Learned too late what weakening
Liberal Europe meant
You know I think we'll meet again, someday
And on that day we'll spark a benny jay
And if the last post plays for me, instead
Raise a glass to the true and faithful dead
And aye, sound me a lay, of better days
On this old battered guitar
There'll be, an end to war, as was before
In a year, or none or more
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The Clock Is Crooked
04:00
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First of all, the clock upon the wall is crooked
And it has been warping gently for a week or two
And at this hour I don’t know what to do
Dally day, the muscles in my neck are knotted
And people say things when I am not around to hear
They don’t repeat them when I’m standing near
Did you know they’re watching, watching me
This town is a prison, and a factory
Where I can’t be alone and free
Alone and free
You don’t see, but the television talks to me
I know these things, I have insight that you’ll never ken
A luxury, a curse, it strikes again
No cocaine could give me rushes that this feeling brings
All the same, the people in this strange museum have seen
Ruin cos they’re just the same as me
Did you know they’re watching, watching me
This town is a prison, and a factory
Where I can’t be alone and free
Alone and free
I have had, since I was young, ideas of reference
And all along, it could be seen as preparation, for
The great responsibility that's mine
So see the Tyne, draws the city, serpentine
When by the banks, the circumstances fall into their place
Align to bring telepathy and grace
Did you know they’re watching, watching me
This town is an eden, and a fantasy
Where I can be alone and free
Alone and free
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Be My Love
04:25
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Be My Love
1. It’s been too long, been much too long, an age, untold
Standing in the wings of life’s great stage
It feels like everyone, has one
They have someone, they can depend on
Every-everyone but me
C. On the bus to, come and meet you
Be my love, be my love
So, my flower, we’re near the hour
Be my love, be my love
2. For months and years I’ve postponed doing this, aghast
Long I’ve thought and dreamed about your kiss
I don’t know anything, that can bring
The way you make my heart sing
Sing a sing a song for you
M8. Be still, my beating heart
Be still, my tremulous hands
Be still, my quivering lips
Be still, my shaking feet
Be still, my shivering knees
Be still, my quaking chest
It’s time to meet you now
I just want to give my best
3. Want to run, I want to hide from you, my sweet
Or should I say the fear, it wills me to
Have no doubt, I’m panicking, right now
Maybe that’s why I’m rambling, to you
Blithering and mithering on
C
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5. |
The Consciousness
04:15
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There's silence screaming in my ears
Meanwhile, dreaming all the time
Here and now, here, but how? I wonder
The consciousness of the universe is in me
Think, then think
Am I thinking how I'm meant to think?
In the middle, caught
And am I meant to think about this thought?
OK, I'll stop
I'll simply let thinking drop
There, it's done
Oh shit, that was another one
I wake up fifty times a day
Where am I? How did I get here, pray?
In well worn way, I drift away from living
Though the consciousness of the universe is in me
This is the dreaming time
This is the endless wine
And my heart it knows never joy
Always waiting for the next cheap toy
Songbirds in the early morning light
Long words filing mind at night
In some strange way, I'll learn to stay, in the present
The consciousness of the universe is in me
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6. |
Someone, Somewhere
04:11
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I dreamed I smoked a cigarette
I quit that shit, but I don't forget
A ring of gold, enchanting hold
And if I had, could I forgive myself?
They fuck your peace, and they take your health
Born anew, since I withdrew
Someone is sparking up a tab now, diehard
Someone is taking their first draw
Tried and true, it captures you
I dreamed I took an e or three
Woke up thinking, that's not good for me
Small and white, but an epic night
Someone is rushing like a bastard, baby
Someone is somewhere on a comedown
Feeling blue, like we used to
If you have had no ill effect
Say it like it deserves respect
You are charmed, never did you no harm
But if you suffer any illness, later
They'll say you shoulda took a pill less, pater
It's the drugs, you fucking mug
There's one of you, and one of me
I did what I did and so did thee
So far, we are where we are
I was always kind of fighting, really
What should I think inside to right me, heal me
That’s why, I got high
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7. |
She Doesn't Reply
02:29
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So after all, here we are
I might have said I play a little guitar
I sat and wrote a song
'bout what I told myself today
Just go back to your life, and try
Not to get carried away
Lost in time, apart from now
A disconnect twixt mind and brow
The place before your love
Becomes the poison you must sup
Go back to your life, and
Try not to fuck things up
I sit and wonder why
I send her a text, she doesn't reply
It seemed so good
And it was understood
We said we would
Get back together
I don't know, you never know
Did I go too fast, did I move too slow
There's no resolution
No complaint to which to hark
Just go back to your life
And make your guesses in the dark
But I had fun, you said you had fun
It can work, just with another one
The wild, blue sea, must have a fish for me
Just waiting on the end of misery
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8. |
Last of the Ravers
03:18
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Now I am not William Shakespeare
But these words are my own
Maybe I'm cutting some shapes here
I'm not made of stone
We used to name
When long at last, Friday came
Twelve stout friends, and true
But sweetest among them, was you
All over loves, are lost or theft
Kind of heart, and foot as deft
You're the only raver that is left
Now I can not walk away
To no other these lips
In fact this music's so funky
I've worn out my hips
When my pension is paid
I head to the club
I’ve danced down my legs
There’s nowt left but a nub
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9. |
Concert With a Fool
03:57
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When we step out
My date, as a rule
Walks in concert with a fool
Down avenues
We gently bool
You, in concert with a fool
And everyone, hats all acock
Stifles a laugh, poorly hides shock
At this weird young autumn
Their life has taught em
Just so, just so
A battle fought
In the war of school
The trauma, and the complex of a fool
And drowning, I
Played it cooool
These are, the actions of a fool
A legacy, much older than me
This line of mine, can never be free
Don't show your feelings
Though you’re reeling
Just go, just go
The miserable day, ruined by fright
Then lie awake, prolonging the night
Don't fall asleep
You do not feel lust, in terror's control
So where does it go, it's still in your soul
There in the deep
Granted not
The presence nor tools
To fight this foe, you fools
And left alone
To the world, as cruel
It's not my problem, you fool
The sea is blue, nothing is true
The tall fall far, abhor and rue
This strange old autumn
Life has taught him
So much, so much
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10. |
Homesick Night
03:35
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It's getting dark
And this night has nothing for you
No love, no friends
The rain never ends
Streetlights blur
Misty windows through a mill town
Lonely orange and grey
In shade, and away
The home, and warmth, you left behind
Slip away from this faltering mind
The hopes you had for life unwind
And sever/ forever
You are alone
There is no-one waiting for you
The shame of it burns
Long, pine, and you yearn
You once were afraid
And now you are afraid again
To be happy and true
Not for such as you
But do not despair
There is hope while you are breathing
One day you'll be
In a life you don't see
No do not despair
It may be just around the corner
One day you'll have found
Your feet on the ground
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11. |
If I Live Forever
03:06
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1. When the rose begins to wilt
At the end of the day we’ve built
I’ll be there for you
2. When the sun grows and dies
And it burns away the skies
I’ll be there for you
If I live forever, and ever, and ever
I’ll be there when the sun burns the skies
3. When the galaxy fades to grey
The heat has long drifted away
I’ll be there for you
If I live forever, and ever, and ever
I’ll be there when the heat fades away
4. When the proton falls to decay
And this universe has had its day
I'll be there for you
If I live forever and ever and ever
I'll be there when the protons decay
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Pete Beat Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK
Pete Beat is an adventurer in the space of all possible sounds, seeking out sweet harmonies and funky beats wherever they may be found, regardless of danger to his person.
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