Just Saying

Focus
on what
you can
control

And
leave
behind
what
you
can’t

That
way
you’ll
find
Bob’s
your
uncle

And
Fanny
really
is your
Aunt

A Love Quadrangle

It
should
be
me

Said
man
number
one

I’ve
been
here
from
the
start

It
should
be
me

Said
man
number
two

I’d
never
break
her
heart

It
should
be
me

Said
man
number
three

I
see
her
playful
side

Please,
stop
arguing
boys

She
said

You
couldn’t
handle
me if
you
tried!

99 Bottles

The
only
way
I know

That
the
weekend
is here

Is to
put
on my
favourite
record

And
sink
a crate
of beer

Old Faces

I
loved
talking
to you
so much
tonight

It
bought
a tear
to my
eye

It seems
there’s
no one
else I
want to
sit with

And
watch
the
world
go by

The 27 Club

So this
is hell
then,
is it

Who
knew
it would
look like
this?

I
reckon
I’m going
to like
it here

But
first
I need
a piss

The Train Home

Why
can’t
it be
like that
all the
time

Talking,
laughing
and
drinking
wine

It
always
feels
like
such a
crime

When I
have to
return
to this
life of
mine

The Scene Of (Too) Many Crimes

They
say it’s
good to
be back

And
for once
this time
it is

Reliving
all of
those
memories

Really
is
such
bliss

Just
to be
sitting
here
tonight

Delighting
in who
I was
then

Makes
me so
glad I
got the
chance

To
come
back
here
again

‘Drink Me’

I
really
should
just stop
now

I am
totally
out of
control

It seems
I have
well and
truly
fallen

Down the
proverbial
rabbit
hole

Swipe Right

How’s
about
it

Just
us
two?

Fancy
a
walk

Visit
the
zoo?

Get
a
beer

Eat
some
food?

Spend
the
night

Being
terribly
rude?

Legless

Play that song
one more time

She
said

And pour me
another drink

I want to
feel something

She
said

And I don’t want
to have to think

Wings

Fuck
this
shit

Said
the
moth

To
the
flame

It’s
never
going
to work

It’s
your
fault

Said
the
flame

To
the
moth

For going
so fucking
berserk

Forty Two

As cold as the sun,
As warm as the snow.

As loud as the silence,
As high as the low.

This could be
the meaning of life,

For all I fucking know.

Portent

There’s no reprieve

For those who venture outside

As on All Hallows’ Eve

There’s nowhere to hide

Drunk

Looking in
the mirror
gives me
a fright,

But I think
I had a
good time
last night.

I don’t
remember
much or how
I got home,

Thank
fuck I’ve
woken up
alone.

Angels & Devils

Good men
do bad things

And good
women do too

If I was ever that way
inclined again

I’d do bad things
with you

I’d Only Stand in the Kitchen Anyway…

For the third night in a row there are people having a party, somewhere, along my street.

I can hear them talking and laughing in their garden.

I can smell their cigarette smoke through my open window.

I can hear the rattle of beer bottles as they are thrown into the recycle bin.

Music blares away until the early hours.

I’m so jealous sitting here, miserable and alone, night after night.

I mean, I can be fun too you know.

Well, kind of.

Last Chance

Despite my
protests
to the
contrary,
it has
always
been you.

Why not
meet me
at the
library,
and I’ll make
your dreams
come true.

Pretty Sure

I’ll look again,
if you like,
but I’m pretty
sure there’s none.

Fun, happiness,
joy, laughter,
I’m pretty sure
they’ve gone.

The Knight

You would come charging in on your white horse

Thinking you’re going to save the world, of course

But you’ve got nothing to offer underneath all of that armour

You don’t fool me, you know, you little charmer

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