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Thursday, 16 February 2017

All Of My Heroes Died Nameless

All of my heroes died nameless in boxcars
Or loveless in back alleys looking for whores
Or freezing in heroin squats with near strangers
Or rented apartments they couldn't afford

All of my heroes died nameless in transit
In parking lots, stairwells and derelict bars
In rancid tents stinking of piss in a beer can
Or curled in the cold on a bed of damp card

All of my heroes died nameless mid-stanza
Penning the piece they would never perform
Dreaming and daring and drinking and dying
Out here on the whim of a frost or a storm

All of my heroes died nameless, the hoboes
The vagabonds, troubadours, outlaws and clowns
Laughing and spitting and screaming and dying
To live on forever but, more, to get out

All of my heroes died nameless so I don't
Try to be anyone I know by name
And class was invented by those without souls
And those kind and mine ain't ever the same.

Saturday, 11 February 2017

Sometimes Sad Is All We Have

I wrote you a sad song for when you can't sleep at night
For when you're tired but you can't get no rest
When your mind it won't stop racing and your body won't stay still
And your heart is screaming out from in your chest

And you lie awake
You lie awake

Sometimes sad is all we have
Sometimes the dark is all we got
Sometimes sleep don't come until the morning
Sometimes the night stays past the dawn

I used to know an alley cat would play out with the dogs
Have you ever seen a cat trying to bark?
She'd strut along the fence-tops all day long like a tom
She had the teeth but she didn't have the heart

She'd skulk away
Hide away

Sometimes sad is all we have
Sometimes the dark is all we got
Sometimes sleep don't come until the morning
Sometimes the night stays past the dawn

Me I've worked a million jobs and they're all much the same
My heart gets heavy and my feet get sore
I used to think the world would come and get me when it was ready
But I don't think that way no more

I just lie awake
Lie awake

Saturday, 4 February 2017

Them Girls (Think Of Something Cool To Say)

Them girls
All chrome and leather
All denim and smoke
Like me but better

Them girls
Bleeding music and art
I want them so bad
I want them to break my heart

To lead me from the night
Through the break of day
All's I gotta do
Is think of something cool to say

Them girls
They get so wild
Like fireworks inside
Set off with a smile

Ferris wheels at night
Spinning 'round and 'round
Them big, bright lights
Fill the shadows on the ground

Lead me from the night
Through the break of day
All's I gotta do
Is think of something cool to say

One of these days the girl who works at the coffee shop on my street
That I see spinning through the night all circus-hearted
Will wake me up for coffee as I lay there in bed
In her bijou bohemian apartment

Them girls
With make-up smudged
Drop their pizza on the ground
Just pick it up

They laugh it off
I wish I could know
The wildness of them girls
But I guess I'll just go home




I Like Playing In Bars

I like playing in bars, yes I do
I like singing songs about me to people like you
If heaven is a place on Earth
It's a dimly lit bar where beer is served
By an angel of a waitress in a low-cut shirt

I like singing for beer up here on stage
I get more free beer than I could buy if I even got paid
I love a hard-drinking crowd
'Cos the more that you drink then the better I sound
And what the hell else am I gonna do anyway?

They say that life on the road is good for the soul
My leather-skinned, dog-eared, weather-worn excuse for a soul
It's been out in the sun too long
I'd sell it again for the sake of a song
But the devil wouldn't even wear mine to mow his lawn

I'm glad I ain't no fat-cat, stock-market CEO
Even though girls like guys with a little bit of dough
I wanna take the waitress home
She's laughing 'cos I couldn't and I'm sad that I won't
Still I'm glad I ain't no fat-cat CEO

'Cos being poor is something that you get used to
And travlin' with a hangover is something that you can live through
Did I mention as well
That I got CD's and  a T-shirt to sell?
Buy one for your girlfriend and one for yourself