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Festival
04:18
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Kitty-Mae goes away
In her 3-man tent that she bought in Gwent
Pitches under the Cherry tree
With the home from home refugees
And this is how we spend our summer days
Plastic pints and patterned paper plates
No you couldn’t put a price on what we pay
For us to come and live this way
Dolly deals in her heels
Finger food to the multitude
Spreads fish on bruschetta bread
And gives out seeds to the poppy heads
And this is how we spend our summer days
With plastic pints and patterned paper plates
No you couldn’t put a price on what we pay
For us to come on out and play
Bohemians to be
We won’t whine if the sun don’t shine
Banjo Joes’ in the know he can show show show us for free
Micky Moore, what’s the score?
Year on year in the stratosphere
Stomps his feet, claps his hands
Avoids the hype and the must see bands
And this is how we spend our summer days
With plastic pints and patterned paper plates
No you couldn’t put a price on what we pay
For us to come and live this way
© Philip Lewis-Jones 2013
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One Way Street
02:45
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If I showed you a route out of here
Would you use it?
If the path was laid bare and clear
Would you choose it?
We’re a One Way Street
Where cars collide
Flesh and metal meet
And I’m too numb inside to decide which way to go
If you gave me the key to your heart
I would lose it
And if I became the apple of your eye
You know I’d bruise it
We’re a One Way Street
Where heads collide
Flesh and bone meet
And I’m too numb inside to decide which way to go
Many times I’ve fallen short of your trust
And abused it….
So if I begged you for one more chance
….Just refuse it
We’re a One Way Street
Where fools collide
Flesh and ego meet
And I’m too numb inside to decide which way to go
© Philip Lewis-Jones 2013
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WLTM
04:11
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Solo and staid he stayed at home alone
Changed his face, his age, his name
Faked life, deleted history
And liked the man that he became
And liked the man he became
She spoke mute words with her fingertips
Sixty w.p.m.
Teased the weak, created mystery
LOL, thought “more fool them”
LOL thought, “more fool them”.....LOL
Does it feel like we’re going backwards?
At nine thousand k.b.p.s.
The hurt, inert forever searching
A place where more is often less
Modern Mog and Mwfanwy Price
Doting, daring, dull, discreet
Crowd the ether from hill to sea
With love that fills the void so deep
With love that fills the void so deep
With love that fills the void so deep
Its love that fills the void
© Philip Lewis-Jones 2013
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Come And Be
05:37
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Come and be, come and be the one
Come and be, come and be the one
Come and be you’ll do for me
Be the lifeboat on this sea-saw sea-saw sea
Come and be everything and nothing
Be the words to the tune I’m humming
Keep it neat, keep it sweet, keep it near, keep it far
Comme ci comme ça,
Take my world
Make it spin
Round and round
Fire ring
Freak me out
Plug me in
I’m still waiting for you....
Come and be, come and be my friend and
Come and become something special
Flick a switch, turn on the light
Tick the box, be my vox of love and sing…..
Come to me my brave tomorrow
Come fill this shell so hollow
Spook the ghost, make the most and hold me close
Ar hyd y nos…..
© Philip Lewis-Jones 2013
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BARK PRELUDE Norwich, UK
Boldy swimming against the prevailing tide... There are approximately 97.3 trillion bands on the internet, though this one probably contains the greatest number of overdubbed handclaps.
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