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Pre-Punk Rock Stars on the comeback trail,residing in a budget Hotel
on the back of hefty tax bill prising them from the bubble of their hermitage.
The comforts of the modern age cushion the blow,like auto-cue,a rubber-legged pension plan,masterful backstage friction avoidance for band members with festering disagreements
Can the prospect of a placement on Tarrentino soundtrack lubricate the atmosphere?

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Well I'm back with my Biacthoyl itch,
Sweet pea's got a doomsday switch
Hey hey I should be out to pasture I've got the Max-Pax twitch
Kicking back at the Travelodge instead of festering in my hermitage

Well I'm a bona-fide survivor who can't make the gossip page
Is it anarchy or senility duplicity is build to last
Alienation PLC a silver citizen walk-in bath

We've got our medleys on the hard drive .
See the leg-ends wither on the vine

Are we kitsch or are we cod heading for sanatogen nod
Don't cry the seating's tiered
Meeting my obligatory mid-70's beard

Two floors at the Marriot revered second city lunk-heads
We're dripping gatefold sleeves and palm trees
Nubility at the fire escape

The rhythm section's preserved in brown fumes
Vacuum packed
It's an anthology tomb.

Matinee fringe just pour it on
Halcyon days bring them back on

Rossy and Parky,defibulate Carsey
On the Tee at three with Brucie and Tarby
We can still make it wound and make it bite
Get a door-step darkener back into the light

You can't hide (rpt)
You can't hide the evil in your eyes
Your smile's a sweet disguise
You say you've changed but to me you're still the same

My true love you went and declined but now you find
You try to call me on the telephone
Someone's always bigger than you.
Ol' snake hips to go

Ooby dooby on your ruby
Diddely-squat twiddly pat
We can fix the pitch and quantize
So show us your Pastry eyes

Got a rubber-legged pension
The auto-cue's loading up the van
Creative accounting goin' on-a

Rock on Bongo or anybody
I've been wanting to live this for years
Yes I have.

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from Simon Ford Pumping Piano E​.​P, track released July 18, 2020
Music and lyrics by Simon Ford with a little inspiration from J.S Bach
Copyright 2019
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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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