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Jimmy was a rear gunner in a Lancaster Bomber
Shot all the Messer's all the Stuka's all the Focker's
Right out of the sky
Look out what's that, Hun in the sun 3 o-clock
Honorable discharge standing in the Dock
Commit-ed to a little retreat
Hurls abuse
Hurls his tray
Makes the young nurse flinch
He's miles away shoulder high '44
Union Jack could fly forever more
We just dry him off dry him out
Flob him off
You;re hardly the oppressed or a high priority case
Can you forgive
Who won the war Jimmy?
Keep me warm keep me safe from harm x2
Keep me holding on
In your case Mr Gunner
Your benevolent fund exceeds you state entitlement
But if you shop kind of
Just before best before
Savings can be made
Vouchers for the acquisition of state designer Thermal wear
We're only here to help and advise
Expose the fraud the cheats cut through the red tape
Cut through it
Never with the same vigor
if your unclaimed entitlement should figure.
Roof insulation dry rot
What
Strictly off the record
You'd be better off dead.
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Are you alone tonight
Who's falling behind
Were you listening to me
I'm not playing staring at some wall
Tonight the complexity
Of your subtle domination
Though there's warm blood (x2)
It's solitude
Solitude
I said, I spoke
Why should I now
Even now
Hate myself
When I'm around you
When I'm without you.
I can't give you anymore
Than I ever wanted
That I ever took away from you
Ever took away from you.
I had waited long before
I was chasing your own shadow
(rpt)
Irony and reality lurk in the corners
Of my room
Then I met them half way
But now
I never learned so soon.
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Jimmy Gunner
04:15
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Jimmy was a rear gunner in a Lancaster Bomber.
Shot all the Meschers all the Stukas all the Focke-ers
right out of the sky
Watch out what's that 3 -O Clock Hun in Sun
Honorable Discharge standing in The Dock
Committed to a little retreat
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Full Time Job
03:13
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''It's a full time job sucking off a VDU
Forget your infantile dreams and put the home fires out
Their is no excuse we've reached the magic million
Pull what they want to pull smash what they got to smash
To remove the previous administration's obstructive legislation.
True blue family values yet it's
Not that Thatched roof biscuit tin Cottage scene
It's that scene in a Bedsit and they're not going to slide down the pole
Blue flashing lights are bluer
Someone's got to give it up to make the numbers up or down
So join the master race
Does that sound familiar to you
It must be in the blood
Purification of the nation''
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Hidden Agenda
03:47
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Can you fail to feel indifferent
When it's the poison you kneel for in reverence
It stems the flow but it shows that I'm right about something
When I'm left with everything to doubt
Their's numbness of course
This hidden agenda is nothing short of blood letting
Soon all was torched
Forgetting everything so immediate to us
To us
Burn to hate in a state of collapse
Trepidation it don't wait to ask
September's frown did devastate
You sweet graduate
I couldn't hang around like a prat
Their is only one side to the wire
Warm some slap- head's slippers by the fire
You gave me such a wide berth
Why settle for less
When you'd always settle for worse
And finally September
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Last Ditch
04:03
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''Distance breaks the frequency but I'm still the same to no lesser degree'' ''Take that piece of you..well did I ever'' ?
Are my favourite lines here-in
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Please see elsewhere on my bandcamp pages
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Well I've crawled like a last ditch love letter
Punctuated my carpet sinks in pathetic desperation
But if I could take back the tears that I've cried
You know what I would do
But I just shut myself out with all the darkness and doubts you gave to me
Now distance breaks the frequency
But I'm still the same to no lesser degree
Incoherent mumbling
The poor boy's fumbling again now
I want to dance
Dance in your fire flicker with your flame caress until
It's a thin divide
When time
Time has stood still to be caught on the wrong side
Seems to make some sense (rpt)
Through her walls through my flaw
Well I've been hurt
Hurt without
I've been trapped
Trapped within that's where I turned my back
Feeling every step right back
You are illusive as ever
Obtrusive
As never
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Simon Ford UK
I am now based in South West of England.Still writing new material.My compositions are usually Piano based, and putting the roll back into the Rock!I write lyrics that can be a little impenetrable but tempered with self-deprecation,self-defence and self-serving.My Birmingham roots are present on the track ‘Plankton( find solace)’.Hoping you will enjoy the music I have uploaded on ‘bandcamp’. ... more
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