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I'm going head over heels down a hillside
All the ballet of a bobsleigh of bricks
I'm skipping through streams, careering through dreams
I'm the life that death trembles to take
I'm not one to suffer the chaise longue
Unpick the stitches of my confettied mind
What's now and what real is this inclinous field
And the fastest route down I can take
I breeze through a dry stone wall
I feel I'm making sense of it all
Roll faster and faster
The earth the sky, the endless breathless beauty
Rips me to pieces
Bounding on the pulse of the earth.
Bounce between the beats of a birds wing
Planking on a blade of grass
Disappear down a rabbit hole through epochs of black gold...
Today all this will be mine
As far as the bulldozer can see
I'm the one that got away from the one that got away
From the surly bonds of gravity
Breeze through a dry stone wall
As if there's any sense to it all
Roll faster and faster
The earth the sky, the endless breathless beauty
Rips me to pieces
Bounding on the pulse of the Earth
Roll faster and faster
The earth the sky, the endless breathless beauty
and I'll rip you to pieces
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The last flight of Concorde
October 24th
The rich and the good all onboard
And a couple from Ohio who bid more than they could afford
For their ride on the last flight on Concorde
The last flight of Concorde
New York to London like so many times before
But now the whole worlds come to see
What reporters remark are emotional scenes
and not a dry eye in the house
And a huge cheer as her wheels touch down
The last flight of Concorde
Tres bien! Farewell! Encore!
And with the skies truly concord
Know that History will never ever fail to recall
The sheer might of that last flight of Concord
But there's the last flight on Concorde nobody came to see
A spoon that just took off from the table
And landed itself behind your milk teeth
Then your world just moved on from relying upon Concorde
But there's the last gasp of Concorde
A little smile as I made the engine roar
I banked it, I swooped it and it soared
But you just turned away ignored ignored ignored
Oh time flies by supersonically
And you cant see the view from your seat
And my heart hit the floor when you just got bored
Of Concorde.
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Round About The Cauldron
03:36
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Portacabin in the middle of March
Four coffees, two teas and a flip chart
The Officer stands and salutes
The kids in marketing don't know what to do
And so to business, the falling line
Recruitment Y and on X is time
"We need a campaign to turn this tide
And that's where you come in"
Jacob stands and adjusts his tie
A weird salute but bless him he tried
Says "show 'em bombs and jungles and guns
And like a mega shooter blastin' up the Sun!"
Shona groans and she shakes her head
"You've got to needle in their minds instead
Feed the fear that they cant quite put their finger on" and:
Round about the cauldron go
The fear of growing up a no one
Staying still and unseen
And fading in and and out of a fever dream
Tracey stirs from a corpse like concentration
Claps her hands in sudden wild exaltation
She sees the future approaching at pace
Every trigger finger flickin' into place
"Cast a stone and its sure to come down
In a hopeless, dying little town
No dreams and nothing to belong to" and:
Round about the cauldron go
The fear of growing up a no one
Being still and unseen
And fading in and out and out and in of a fever dream
Its an open open goal and that's where you come in
Smash it in! Smash it in! Smash it in!
Smash it!
Portacabin in the middle of March
Four coffees two teas and a flip chart
The officer stands and salutes.
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Lucy Mother Of Man
05:46
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You've got that restless look in your eyes again babe
Staring at that stick like its gonna burst in flames.
Split the rock and split the atom
Split yourself in two dimensions
Do you wanna see on the other side of the mountain?
Save your energy I'l tell you what's out there
A painting of a dog looking at a painting of a dog playing snooker
Now are you happy?
Split the rock and split the atom
I'm here to hand you back the baton
and find another way.
Lucy, mother of man
We just couldn't find a meaning
Tap not upon the glass ceiling
Lucy, mother of man
Its all Chinese algebra to you
And its never gonna change.
Big wheeler, go getter, jet setter you're the cock of the obelisk
Carry on with the big cheese act and we're all goin up in flames
Did you dream about the future?
Yeah, I can tell.
Just don't let it worry, worry you're little head
Split the rock and split the atom
I'm here to hand you back the baton.
and find another way
Lucy, mother of man
Mother of the flip flop slap on concrete
Dreamer of the deepest secret you sleep upon
Lucy, mother of man
Its all Chinese algebra to you
And its never gonna change.
Lucy, mother of man
We just couldn't find a meaning
Tap not upon the glass ceiling
Lucy, mother of man
Mother of the flip flop slap on concrete
Dreamer of the deepest secret you sleep upon
And Lucy, mother of man
Its all Chinese algebra to you
And its never gonna change.
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Say Cheese
02:37
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See that knot on the Willow
That tips over like a scarecrow
When you can reach it
We'll climb out this window
And I'll show you the blind spots in the CCTV
And how to army roll when you land on the floor
I'll tattoo the veins on your arm with a biro
And we'll light a fire by the old reservoir
Sneak out one night
Stash your coats in the bushes
Follow the train track
Count to ten in the tunnel
Up on the roof of the school there's our treasure!
A million balls must be up there!
and Il throw them all down to you
We'll dam up the river with rocks and old branches
And cross to the pipe where Petrol Pete hides the bodies
And the tide will roll in
And the moon will drift out
And the weight of the world pulls the fishing line down
And the seconds last second sits alone in the dust
Till the universe flashes its camera at us.
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Michael Chadwick UK
Songwriter and performer. Making music with Limbs and composing for anything else that looks fun.. Always looking to write for new interesting projects, have a look round and email: mchadwickmusic@gmail.com
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