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World of Love (from the album Bitch Epic)

WORLD OF LOVE – CONWAY/ZYGIER

6/8

Intro

C   /Am   /F   /D Eb/

Verse

C   /Am   /F   /D Eb/ C   /Am   /F   /D Eb/

Am /C   /Am  /C   /Ab  /D Eb /D D7/D Eb/  x3

C   /C7   /

Bridge

FCD /F E /FCD /F C /

FCD /F E /FCD /3/8 F /

6/8 Solo

C   /Am   /F   /ID Eb/ C   /Am   /F   /D Eb/

Am /C   /Am /C   /Ab  /Ab  /

C   /Am   /F   /D Eb/ repeat & fade

Everybody’s Begging

beggar man keeps company

with soldiers, sailors, spies and thieves

everybody’s got a scheme

beggar man wears his on his sleeve

the priest is begging for a soul

the rabbi’s begging for the scroll

the ferryman begs for his toll

the jelly’s begging for the roll

Oh oh everybody’s begging

you have a lot of everything

you have someone to do your every bidding

and I see you living like a king

but you know there’s still something missing

the dog is begging for a bone

the heir is begging for the throne

the poor man’s begging for a loan

the unknown are begging to be known

Oh oh everybody’s begging

nothing like an earthly hell

to bring out all the-self styled angels

but the ones who spell it out can’t spell

you give them something and they want something else

there’s writers begging to be read

there’s voices begging in your head

there’s blood that’s begging to be shed

there’s hungry begging for some bread

there’s hooker’s begging to be paid

you think it’s fun just getting laid

there’s junky’s begging for a fix

that’s not enough until it is

Oh oh everybody’s begging

  we are the miserable mammals

every day’s so hard to handle

the path to salvation’s one long battle

the darkness lit by one lone candle

there’s secrets begging to be hidden

the future’s begging to be written

there’s fuel begging for ignition

i’m a soldier begging for a mission

in the dark begging for some light

in the dark begging for a fight

you can just point me at the action

everyone’s begging for distraction

Oh oh everybody’s begging

everything you’ve ever owned

every place that you’ve called home

every piece you thought would fit

the physical and the spirit

what we are is less than what we’re not

and what we’re not is less than what we want

and what we want is where we’re always heading

and all i see is everybody begging

Oh oh everybody’s begging

Through Your Blood Shall You Live

They were young and looking for employment

This was Budapest in 1944

Sitting in the waiting room in the office of the Consulate

Two young people who’d never met before

The Consul claimed he’d know a cheat or scoundrel

Claimed he’d know just by looking in their eyes

Had no time for foreigners or scandals

Or the authorities giving him advice

Through your blood shall you live

Two young people struck up a conversation

Small talk in a crowded waiting room

Both trying to hide their agitation

Before they lied in their respective interviews

They were lying but there was a kind of knowing

A spark of something undefined

His name was called he approached with some foreboding

But he left the office with his permits signed

Through your blood shall you live

She looked to him to give her reassurance

“Is he the bastard he has the reputation for?”

He smiled and asked to meet her at St Stephen’s

Under the Bell Tower that afternoon at 4

She wasn’t sure why she agreed to an encounter

He was handsome but strolling with a stranger wasn’t wise

Both of them were brand new out-of-towners

But there was something so familiar in his eyes

Through your blood shall you live

He left the Polish Consulate whistling softly

He’d been running for a long time without rest

All he wanted was someone to hold him calmly

Let his guard down lay his head upon her breast

He waited in the Bell Tower Square impatiently

The clock struck 4 and then a quarter past

It wasn’t safe for him to loiter aimlessly

He was about to leave when she came at last

Through your blood shall you live

The Siege of Budapest had not begun yet

They walked the boulevard in the autumn sun

As dangerous for them as Russian roulette

The danger was what they carried in their blood

Her mother her father and her little brother

Had been taken she’d seen enough to know they were dead

Her sister had escaped somehow or other

She survived by trusting nothing no-one said

Through your blood shall you live

What he wanted most to ask was very risky

They talked of this and that and such and such

Would he be the victim of mistaking her identity

In the end temptation proved too much

Now we’re getting to the wonder

The part we’d listen to so eagerly

When your grandfather asked your grandmother

“Are you Jewish?” and her eyes flashed and she snapped,” How dare you ask me?”

But your grandfather sang to her very softly

The opening line of the Shema Yisrael

And your grandmother finished off the prayer that he had started

They fell into each other’s arms & there ends the tale

Through your blood shall you live

Blessed

You fell into a trance one night

Saw the Lord in blazing light

And prayed to him to favour you with wisdom

But all the wisdom was a test

Like all the women you undressed

And rumours of your holiness

blessed? were you blessed?

blessed beyond the dust beyond the flesh

You took the beauties to your room

your songs of love made them swoon

You worshipped at their altars you were shameless

You laid your head on every breast

Every word a new conquest

You cannot love and you cannot rest

did it get you blessed? did it get you blessed?

blessed beyond the dust beyond the flesh

Poets aren’t you all the same

Playing G-d at His own game

Creating out of nowhere out of nothing

The blank page is your nemesis

But the girl who moans against your chest

Lets you believe your press

did it get you blessed? did it get you blessed?

blessed beyond the dust beyond the flesh

I loved you, thought I was the one

Sheba to your Solomon

You were my moon, you were my sun

Now I’ve seen what’s left of your monuments

I read your lines in the testaments

I believed whatever you confessed

Thought I was blessed

Every breath just empty air

Every deed just disappears

The wise & foolish in the end are levelled

All our works a vain protest

Our drowning hearts, our souls possessed

The bad die just like the best

were we blessed? were we blessed?

blessed beyond the dust beyond the flesh

blessed, blessed

blessed beyond the dust beyond the flesh

We Walk The Wire

if we pray

if we sacrifice

if we’re patient

if we light the lights

if we work hard

if we fit in

even if we lie down unprotesting

we walk the wire

and if we fall 

we fall to what’s below

take my hand

so we don’t stray at all

let’s walk the wire 

if you steal our home

if you burn us down

if you slander our name

if you claim the higher ground

if there’s no war we can win

nor can afford to lose

even if we plead you refuse

we walk the wire

and if we fall 

we fall to what’s below

take my hand

so we don’t stray at all

let’s walk the wire

if they fight

if they use their fists

if they kill

if they make arrests

if it never stops

if all your hate persists

we’ll do what we’ve always done

we walk the wire

and if we fall 

we fall to what’s below

take my hand

so we don’t stray at all

let’s walk the wire

if we pray

if we sacrifice

if we’re patient

if we light the lights

if we work hard

if we fit in

even if we lie down unprotesting

we walk the wire

and if we fall 

we fall to what’s below

take my hand

so we don’t stray at all

let’s walk the wire

Kol Nidre

Before we can start we have to close

Renounce all our vows all our oaths

All the curses and laments to the wrong gods we chose

’Til we’re empty ‘tiI we’re empty as the sun goes down

 

I’ve done many things I regret

I’ve made a life woven from broken thread

But I want to dance another dance & smoke another cigarette

I am swaying I am swaying in your holy house

 

Sing for me the slow melody that sets me free

 

I found a path I found old steps to retrace

As familiar as my mother’s embrace

And I am here to hear the horn, to be with you, to seek some grace

I am ready I am ready I am empty I am empty I am swaying I am swaying

As the sun goes down

 

From the belly of the whale to the heart of Israel

As Sweet As Battles Won

I was there at the camps

I was there at Babylon

I saw your face at Babi Yar

I am gone baby gone

I felt your breath upon my neck

Smelt your perfume on my gun

I was with you in the olive groves

As sweet as battles won

I was there right beside you

When we sang the workers’ song

I was there when the idols

Became dust that dully shone

I held you in my arms

As you dreamt of old Zion

I’ll love you at the shore line

As sweet as battles won

As sweet as battles won

I was there working for Pharaoh

I lay bruised amongst the stone

I heard of hearts that stopped beating

And I know we all die alone

Yet when you hold me down

With words of love on your tongue

The future is a dream we dream

As sweet as battles won

The future is a dream we dream

As sweet as battles won

I was there for your condescension

I was there to play the violin

I was there to be moved on

Again again again

You hate the fucking Jews

But you always liked Bob Dylan

It’s me that you got now

As sweet as battles won

I was there for your equations

The Lord our G-d the Lord is one

I was there on the seventh day

When you said the world was done

You got other things on your mind now

Everyone’s forgotten about the bomb

I heard your love’s eternal

As sweet as battles won

I heard your love’s eternal

As sweet as battles won

I saw the birth of a country

Saw the country near succumb

I watched them build the Temple

All that glory and then none

I was there to hear glass shatter

As the wedding songs were sung

And inside me a child’s growing

As sweet as battles won

As sweet as battles won

As sweet as battles won

Life’s A Curse

the road was dark and narrow

the rain couldn’t get much worse

we were heading for the border

with a load in the back of the hearse

your face lit by the headlights you muttered something terse

stared ahead gripped the wheel said baby life’s a curse

break your back

on the wheel we’re all on

we push it up

we push it down

we never stop

life’s a curse

we drove all the back towns

every one just like the first

the days were never-ending

every night a grim rebirth

our perfect double act

you’re the doctor, I’m the nurse

we’re saving souls in all those halls that echo life’s a curse

break your back

on the wheel we’re all on

we push it up

we push it down

we never stop

life’s a curse

we saw her in the moonlight

she was swinging her black purse

singing songs of mourning every word in every verse

the ghost of every minstrel with a hunger and a thirst

who know the disappointments who know that life’s a curse

break your back

on the wheel we’re all on

we push it up

we push it down

we never stop

life’s a curse

the road is lined with corpses

wherever you traverse

you can signpost all your failures and repeat them in reverse….

This Song Has Got Me

Now I do this for the money

But I try to get it right

It’s been a way to feed the kids

And pull the darkness from the light

It’s been a way to fill the void

A way to get applause

A way to keep away the wolves

And a way to bolt the door

love me sweet, love me long

you got me in this song

this song has got me

and you got me in this song

Once I did it for rebellion

For the poet in my soul

For spotlights, for attention

Sex & drugs & rock n roll

I did it for redemption

I did it for my needs

I’ll be here til I’m bleeding

I’ll be here when you leave

love me sweet, love me long

you got me in this song

this song has got me

and you got me in this song

this song has got me

and you got me in this song

It’s a way to see perfection

On a road that’s full of flaws

Most times it’s all effort

And rarely am I sure

I bumped into an old man

He had been to where I’m going

Gave me a look of pity

‘Cos up ahead was Leonard Cohen

He told me Cohen struggled

He went and shaved his head

He went and served another

– when all those words did him no good

He went to find G-d instead

& G-d said

love me sweet, love me long

you got me in this song

this song has got me

and you got me in this song

this song has got me

and you got me in this song

What else would I do if I knew I couldn’t love you?

Throw Me A Lifeline

Throw me a towrope ‘cos I’m going down

Drag me to the shoreline & out of this dream

I’m drowning in sorrow I’m out of my depth here

Getting further & further into uncharted sea

Throw me a lifeline

This is the end, the last revelation

The sky is bruised black and the water blood red

I can’t feel my fingers my legs gone beneath me

And I can’t see a future more than one step ahead

Throw me a lifeline

The whole world is laughing

Standing on the shoreline

Pointing & laughing as I choke for breath

the sideshow, the scapegoat, the constant distraction

So much easier to mourn me in death

Throw me a lifeline

They’ve all turned away now, bored of the drama,

Salt fills my mouth & salt stings my eyes

Left to the monsters who prey in these waters

Knowing there’s no-one to drop the lifeline

Throw me a lifeline

G-d are you listening, I can pray louder

G-d if you hear me then give me a sign

I’ll be the beast, I’ll be the sea monster

I’ll be the nightmare, beyond the shoreline

I’ll be my angel I’ll be my saviour

I’ll be the flight that signals the slaughter

I’ll be the hunger the feast & the famine

I’ll be the mother I’ll be the daughter

I’ll be my husband I’ll be my bride

I’ll be the wine I’ll be the succour

i’ll be the widow i’ll be the orphan

i will be reason just keep us alive

Throw me a lifeline

Serpent’s Tooth

Leave your armies at the border

I surrender

You won’t need your slings and arrows

I surrender

Take down your hair my  lovely

All the pins that hurt my hands

the sharpness of your judgments wound

you leave me dumb

please still your tongue

leave your weapons at the entrance 

i surrender

you won’t need your guns or bullets

i surrender

all my heart is yours to keep

the tenderest of all my parts

be careful of your brutal feet

don’t trample me

beneath this love

leave your armour on the doorstep

i  surrender

you won’t need your wall of silence

I surrender 

all the sleepless nights we spent

in the comfort of my arms

your tangled legs your warm sweet scent

my pillows dent

in remembrance

leave your tempest in the hallway

I surrender

you won’t need  thunder you won’t need lightning 

I surrender

you won’t need that moat around you

i surrender

Somewhere Different

I’D LIKE TO START OVER AGAIN
I’D TAKE MY TIME AND SEE THINGS YOUR WAY
NO WE WON’T RUSH
OH JUST NICE AND SLOW
YOU LEAD AND I’LL FOLLOW
TO SOMEWHERE DIFFERENT

MY POINT OF VIEW HAS TURNED AROUND
SINCE THE PAINT DRIED ON THIS PART OF TOWN
GONE, THE LATE NIGHT SONGS
WE SANG ALL WRONG
NOW I JUST SIT AND LONG
FOR SOMEWHERE DIFFERENT

SWEETHEART TIME APART WON’T MAKE
OUR LOVE MORE FAIR
BUT IT’S DIFFERENT SOMEWHERE

I’VE BEEN SINGING
MY FUNNY VALENTINE
AND DREAMING YOU’RE STILL MINE
SOMEWHERE DIFFERENT

It’s Not The Same Without You

I’M OUT ON A LIMB
IT’S LUCKY I CAN SING WITHOUT YOU
I CAN TWEET OR SQUAWK FOR SHOW
BUT I CAN’T CROW
BECAUSE I KNOW YOU’RE LONG GONE
YOU’RE NOT COMING HOME

IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU
NOONE TO BLAME WITHOUT YOU
I FEEL SO LAME WITHOUT YOU
COS IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU

I’VE SAT AROUND FOR HOURS
WRITING HEARTS AND FLOWERS WITHOUT YOU
I DON’T MEAN A WORD
AND IT’S NOT RINGING TRUE
I’M COMING UNSTUCK
AND I’VE RUN OUT OF GLUE
I’M STUPIDLY BLUE

IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU
NO HEAT IN MY FLAME WITHOUT YOU
I’M MISSING MY AIM WITHOUT YOU
COS IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU

I’VE SAID ALL THIS BEFORE
I CAN’T SING IT ANYMORE WITHOUT YOU
IF IT’S REALLY TRUE AND THIS TIME WE’RE THROUGH
I’D SELL MY SOUL BUT I CAN’T GIVE IT TO YOU
TOO OLD TO QUIT AND TOO YOUNG TO STEW
THOUGHT I’D PAID MY DUES BUT
FARWELL MY MUSE

IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU
I’M BOUND AND I’M TAME WITHOUT YOU
I GOT NO CLAIM WITHOUT YOU
I’M SO ASHAMED WITHOUT YOU
FROM BACK WHERE I CAME WITHOUT YOU
WHO’LL REMEMBER MY NAME WITHOUT YOU
IT’S THE END OF THE GAME WITHOUT YOU
COS IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU

Take Pity On The Beast

TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
MAN LIVES HIS LIFE ON THE LEASH
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST

TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
TIL HIS BURDEN IS COMPLETE
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST

I WAS WALKING (MY DOG) IN THE GARDENS
THE DAY RISING UP WITH THE SUN
A WELL DRESSED MAN IN LEATHER TOLD ME
I AM THE SON
I AM THE SON OF GOD, THE MESSIAH
AND I SEE EVERYTHING YOU DONE WRONG
BEFORE YOU IS REDEMPTION
THEN HE BLESSED ME AND WAS GONE

TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
IT’S ALWAYS FAMINE NEVER FEAST
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST

TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
UNTIL THE SUN SETS IN THE EAST
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST

MY GOOD FRIEND HAD A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN
TRUTHS WERE LEAKING OUT OF HER LIKE SHIT
SHE SAID MY WHOLE LIFE‘S A SICKNESS
I AM SICK
I AM SICK AND I’M A LIAR
AND I DRIP SADNESSS EVERYWHERE I GO
I SEE NO LIGHT, NO JOY, NO BEAUTY
THEN SHE SAYS BUT I’M GOING ON WITH THE SHOW

TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
ONE DAY SOON HE’LL BE DECEASED
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST

TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
HE’S BEEN ROBBED AND HE’S BEEN FLEECED
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST

HIS SKIN IS PAPER THIN AND WORN OUT
HIS BLUE EYES ARE VACANT LOTS
AS A YOUNG MAN HE WAS A SURVIVOR
OF THE HOLOCAUST
THE HOLOCAUST WAS HIS COMPANION
A LIFETIME AT HIS SIDE
NOW ALL THAT’S GONE WITH HIS MEMORY
AND ALL HE SAYS IS ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT

TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
HE KNOWS ENOUGH TO KNOW HE’S LEAST
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST

TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
WHEN HE’S CRUMPLED AND HE’S CREASED
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST

I KNOW A MAN WHO DENIES HIS ESSENCE
HE IS A MAN WHO IS NOT AT ONE
WHEN HE SWALLOWS MOODS FROM A BOTTLE
HE IS BLIND DEAF DUMB
BLIND DEAF DUMB TO REASON
CRYING OUT FOR MORE
CHEMICALS AND CRAZY HORMONES
A ONE MAN SELF WAGED WAR

TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
IF YOU’RE RABBI OR YOU’RE PRIEST
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST

TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
LIKE A LOVER JUST RELEASED
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST

WE WERE SLAVES IN THE LAND OF EGYPT
WE WERE DOGS UNDER PHAROAH’S WHIP
‘TIL THE FIRST BORN LAY DYING
AND THE MOUNTAINS SKIPPED
THE MOUNTAINS SKIPPED THE JORDAN TURNED BACKWARDS
THE SEA SAW AND FLED
AND THE CHILDREN OF ISRAEL
TREMBLED AND WEPT

WE LURCH FROM POST TO PILLAR
REPEATING OUR MISTAKES
IN EVERY GENERATION
WE ALL ACHE
WE ALL ACHE FROM OUR DESIRES
FROM ALL OUR MISPLACED TRUST
IN HEROS, GODS AND SCIENCE
BUT STILL WE ARE DUST TO DUST

TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
WHATEVER SCARE THEY PREACH
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST

TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
IT’S MILK SWEETER THAN IT’S MEAT
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST

TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
LIFE IS BRUTAL TIL IT’S CEASED
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST

Lying Next To You

WOKE UP TODAY THE SKY WAS ALL GREY
I WAS LYING NEXT TO YOU
SO HOW COULD I MIND IF THE SUN TAKES HER TIME
WHILE I’M LYING NEXT TO YOU

THOUGHTS COME AND GO JUST TICKING OVER SLOW
WHILE I’M LYING NEXT TO YOU
WHAT WAS BEFORE DOESN’T MATTER ANYMORE
LYING NEXT TO YOU

THE DAWN CHORUS CHOIR
THE ALARM’S ABOUT TO FIRE
I’M LYING NEXT TO YOU
YOUR BREATH SOFT AND WARM IN THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM
LYING NEXT TO YOU

I’M SPENDING TODAY A MILLION MILES AWAY
FROM LYING NEXT TO YOU
BEFORE THE BLINDS ARE DRAWN
I NEED A MOMENT MORE
LYING NEXT TO YOU

AND TONIGHT WHEN I FALL AT THE END OF IT ALL
I’LL BE LYING NEXT TO YOU

YES I KNOW WHEN WE FALL AT THE END OF IT ALL I’LL BE LYING NEXT TO YOU

Cul De Sac

I LIKE THIS HOUSE
YOUR FACE
THIS PLACE
I ADORE IT
THIS ROOM
MY CLOTHES
OUR BED
I ENJOY IT
AND ALL WE SHOULD DO IS WALTZ RIGHT ON THROUGH IT
OUR SHACK IN OUR CUL DE SAC

EVERYDAY’S FINE
LIKE SUMMER WINE
WE’RE LOVE BIRDS
WE’RE DRUNK
ON DREAMS AND SCHEMES
IN THE SUBURBS
THIS SEDENTARY LIFE
YOU’RE HUSBAND, I’M WIFE
WE’RE ON TRACK IN OUR CUL DE SAC

WE CAN PRETEND
WE’RE RICH
AND SPEND
WHAT WE PLEASES
WE’LL BUY
THE SKY
THE BIRDS AND THE BREEZES
AND ALL THEY CAN DO IS FLY RIGHT ON
THROUGH IT
OUT BACK OF OUR CUL DE SAC

CHILDREN GROW UP
LEAVE SCHOOL
LEAVE HOME
CHILDREN GET MARRIED
HAVE CHILDREN OF THEIR OWN
THE DOG JUST DIED
HE’S UNDER THE DAISYS

TIME DRIFTS ALONG
OUR DAYS
STRETCH ON
BUT LATELY
EACH YEAR
I’M HERE
SEEMS TO TAKE APPROXIMATELY
HALF AS MUCH TIME AS WHEN I WAS 9
ON DAD’S BACK WALKING HOME
THE TWILIGHT SO LONG
THE ROSES IN BLOOM
WHILE THE MOON LED US ON
SHINING LIGHT ON THE PATH
WE’D SING OUT AT THE DARK
COMING BACK TO OUR CUL DE SAC

Spoken Like A Man

I SHARED MY BED WITH YOU HONEY
I SHARED ALL MY PILLOW TALK TOO
AND WHAT DID I GET IN RETURN FOR THAT?
A FEELING I SHOULD WATCH MY BACK

I SHARED MY HEAD WITH YOU HONEY
EVERY DREAM I EVER HAD
I STAYED HOME WHILE YOU TRAVELLED THE WORLD
YOU DIDN’T BRING DIAMONDS YOU NEVER BOUGHT ME PEARLS
BUT YOU’D STILL CALL ME YOUR GIRL

AND YOU SAID –
“ I LOVE YOU, I THINK I DO
I’M JUST CONFUSED, I NEED A BREAK
CAN YOU TRY TO UNDERSTAND”
AND I THOUGHT –“ SPOKEN LIKE A MAN”

I SHARED MY LIFE WITH YOU HONEY
GAVE YOU MY SUPREMO YEARS
I SAID I’D BE PATIENT LET YOU WORK IT THROUGH
A MAN’S GOTTA DO WHAT HE DO

I SHARED MY TRUTH WITH YOU HONEY
BUT HONEY DID NOT SHARE IT WITH ME
I WAITED AT THE CROSSROAD WITH MY HEART OUT OF SHAPE
WAITING, AS IT TURNED OUT, FOR A TREACHEROUS SNAKE
COS YOU WERE JUST PLANNING A WAY TO ESCAPE
INTO ANOTHER’S ARMS

AND YOU SAID –
“ I LOVE YOU, I THINK I DO
I’M JUST CONFUSED, I NEED A BREAK
CAN YOU TRY TO UNDERSTAND”
AND I THOUGHT –“ SPOKEN LIKE A MAN”

NOW YOU SAY WE CAN MAKE IT ALRIGHT
YOU WANT BACK IN MY BED AND MY HEAD AND MY LIFE
HONEY YOU CAN BEG ME FOR AS LONG AS YOU LIKE
BUT YOU AIN’T NEVER MY MAN

I SAID
“ I LOVED YOU, I REALLY DID
BUT I’M NOT CONFUSED, THERE’S NO MISTAKE
“YEAH I LOVED YOU, BUT THAT’S THE PAST TENSE
AND I’M NOT CONFUSED, THERE’S NO MISTAKE

AND I DON’T CARE IF YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND”

– SPOKEN LIKE A WOMAN

YOU CRY OUT LOUD A BOO

Say Goodbye To What Is Left

I MEANT EVERY WORD I EVER SAID
EVERY GOOD DEED IN MY HEAD
EVERY THOUGHT I EVER THOUGHT
AND EVERY SINGLE SALTY TEAR I SHED

AND I DON’T MIND IF YOU DISAGREE
JUST STRIKE ME OFF YOUR LIST
AND I DON’T CARE IF WE FIGHT SOMETIMES
COS I WON’T BREAK
AND I’M NOT SCARED
TO SAY GOODBYE TO WHAT IS LEFT

BUT IT SEEMS SO FAR FROM HERE
WHEN WHITE WAS WHITE AND BLACK WAS COMPLETELY CLEAR
YOU SAY I’VE STUMBLED BECAUSE I’VE SEEN
WHITE AS BLACK AND BLACK DARKER THAN A DREAM

EVERYBODY’S YELLING AT ME
EVERYBODYS MAKING TOO MUCH NOISE

YOU FUCKING KNOW IT ALL
YOU THINK YOU’VE SEEN THE LIGHT, WHAT’S RIGHT
BUT I KNOW WHAT’S LEFT

AND I DON’T MIND IF YOU DISAGREE
JUST STRIKE ME OFF YOUR LIST
AND I DON’T CARE IF WE FIGHT SOMETIMES
COS I WON’T BREAK
AND I’M NOT SCARED
I WON’T GET HURT
COS I DON’T CARE
I WON’T COMPLAIN
COS I’M NOT THE SAME
SO I SAY GOODBYE TO WHAT IS LEFT

Into The Blue

ROCK ME IN THE CRADLE
SING A LULLABYE
THE MOON IS BIG AND ROUND AND HIGH
WISH ME TALL AND GRACEFUL
WISH FOR ME TO FLY
AND WHEN I’M ABLE PLEASE DON’T CRY

DON’T COME FIND ME I’VE GONE WANDERING
DON’T KNOW WHERE I’M WANDERING TO
DADDY’S WORKING MAMA’S BUSY
I’M FALLING INTO THE BLUE

INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE
DADDY’S WORKING MAMA’S BUSY
I’M FALLING INTO THE BLUE

I’M GONNA BE A BALLERINA
WELL I’M GONNA BE A BIG STAR TOO
I’M GONNA CLIMB THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN
AND WAVE A FLAG INTO THE BLUE

INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE
I’M GONNA CLIMB THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN
AND WAVE A FLAG INTO THE BLUE

OUT THERE MOTHERS WAIT FOR CHILDREN
TO SLEEP SOUNDLY ALL NIGHT THROUGH
SOON THOSE CHILDREN WILL BE MOTHERS
AND WONDER WHAT THEIR CHILDREN DO

INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE
SOON THOSE CHILDREN WILL BE MOTHERS
SINGING OUT INTO THE BLUE

Say Goodnight

SAY GOODNIGHT, DON’T SAY GOODNIGHT
HAVE ONE MORE DRINK TO BE POLITE
WE’LL WATCH THE MOON SINK TO THE FLOOR

WE’RE FEELING FINE, WE’RE FEELING FINE
THE MUSIC AND TOO MUCH RED WINE
SO DON’T GO RUSHING OUT THE DOOR

HOLD ME ‘TIL THERE’S NO MORE SHADOWS
I’M STILL PRETTY WHEN IT’S LIGHT
DON’T SAY GOODNIGHT

IT’S TIME TO SLEEP, IT’S TIME TO SLEEP
BUT ALL THOSE PLEASANT DREAMS WILL KEEP
I‘D RATHER HANG AROUND WITH YOU ALL

THE LATE SHOW’S DONE, THE LATE SHOW’S DONE
WE’VE SCREWED AROUND WE’VE HAD SOME FUN
BUT CURTAINS ALWAYS HAVE TO FALL

HOLD ME TIL THERE’S NO MORE SHADOWS
I’M STILL PRETTY WHEN IT’S LIGHT
SO STAY WITH ME TONIGHT
IT’S DEFINITELY QUITE WRONG
TO SAY GOODNIGHT

THE LATE SHOW’S DONE, THE LATE SHOW’S DONE
WE’VE FOOLED AROUND WE’VE HAD SOME FUN
NOW THE CURTAIN MUST COME DOWN.

The Writing’s On The Wall

Throw them overboard
Loose the safety cord
All my deep beliefs
My ballast in this life
Has weighed me like a chain and ball and kept me pinned to certainties long gone
And the writing’s on the wall

Sold my soul today
Got a pocketful of change
Almost what it’s worth
On current currency exchange
My prayer went up to G-d, where’s my love, my fame, my talent that should have come from up above?
All I get is writing on the wall

It’s started getting cold
I can see my breath like smoke
It reminds me of New York
When you used to love me back
And we’d walk and talk for hours through those graffitied streets and the giant holes that once were world trade towers
We never saw the writing on the wall

I am numbered, I am weighed, I am found to be wanting –
In the balance I am lame and insensitive to other people’s pain

Back in 6BC
There was a conqueror’s feast
Where Belshazzar held court
Amongst one thousand lords
They drank from stolen cups toasting their false gods until that disembodied claw
Put the writing on the wall

He thought he had it all
Just pride before the fall…

G-d

I am the creator, the violator
Of your natural law
I am pure vengeance, the death sentence
Happy to destroy
Send in the plagues, the flood, send fire
I never tire of misery
I’ll slay your first born, I’ll slay your second born
I’ll make it easy to believe
I’ve done it before
I can do it again
Let’s start with you atheists, a good way to begin

I am, I will, I do, I see

I am the code, the secret road
To your hidden soul
I am the noise and I am the poison
That will take you all down
Here is the pestilence, don’t want to talk sense
To anyone here
I’m not forgiveness, nor am I kindness
Or justice, just fear
I made the world
And I make the rules
You think there aren’t any, you’re fools

I am, I will, I do, I see

Light your candles, bend your knee, lift your eyes and cry again
Why me, why me

No hiding friend, we’re at the end
I’ve predetermined destiny
Too late for prayers, you think I care?
I’m gonna blow you to smithereens
I’ve done it before
I can do it again
Hear it coming, the day of reckoning
I’ve done it before
I can do it again
I’ll still be here after Armageddon

I am, I will, I do, I see

In every generation
I help a nation to fall

Book Of Life

Blow the horn blow the horn
Give a voice to all the mournful souls who search to be reborn tonight
Forgiveness like the sharpest knife
Oh G-d inscribe me in the Book of Life
I’ve been hungry since before the dawn

Everybody’s empty but it’s not for food
Everybody’s praying here to be rescued
Examining our sins it’s hard not to conclude
We’re screwed
The worlds in flames these maddened days of black and white
No shades of grey to keep at bay the darkest night
There’s never been a song that could save a life

Blow the horn blow the horn….

Tired and full of uncried tears I still can’t shed
Stored up with the unsaid things we never said
You wanted forgiveness I wasn’t ready yet
Now you’re dead
For all the souls who lost themselves I sing for you
Apart from that there’s nothing more that I can do
And though I know it’s useless it kind of helps me through

Blow the horn blow the horn….

I want to see my children out in the world
Grown into women from little girls
Why didn’t you want that too?
The older you get the more friends you lose
Next year I won’t disappear in fire or flood
Next year I’ll still be here to do some good
I won’t be taken by pills or thrills or wine
I should be doing fine

Blow the horn blow the horn….

East Of Eden

She turned round and said, “I’ve had enough
Of sleeping rough I want more from life,
This is not Paradise”
They were sitting on the bus, and heading west
He felt a mess but kind of blessed
Like they were man and wife
They’d first met on one defining evening
When the moon hung low and heavy in the air
And everything around them seemed enchanted
While they held on and laid each other bare

He pushed back his seat and checked the stars
Did life on Mars make more sense than this?
He was kind of hoping she’d reveal a secret stash,
Plan something rash, a mad dash to cash her chips in
But she was saying nothing
He remembered music from his childhood
Tried to hum it with the engine’s low tattoo
He was hoping she knew what she was doing
Cos he realised he didn’t have a clue
It’s worth a try, it’s worth a try
And if we don’t fall we’re going to fly
To a great height

3am and they’re still on the bus
And all that gloss of taking off
Has worn a little thinner
We know being poor is crap it lays a trap
For every sap who thinks that happiness
Fills you more than dinner
He leant across to be a little closer
She turned her back and shifted in her seat
She was dreaming of another happy ending
And waking up would only mean defeat
It’s worth a try, it’s worth a try
And if you don’t fall you’re going to fly
To a great height

Only a poor boy with an open heart
Could find himself on top of the world
With nowhere to go but down

He learnt in bible class the world was made
In just six days and on the seventh
G-d stood back to marvel
Then Eve and Adam really screwed things up
And all for what was never worth much
A lousy piece of strudel
He thought about his sleeping companion
All she wanted was to exit gracefully
They had entered from opposite directions
Both drawn by the apple on the tree
It’s worth a try, it’s worth a try
Cos if they don’t fall they’re going to fly
To a great height

The bus stops before dawn he feels torn
‘tween what’s behind and what’s before him
The desert is so quiet
The driver fills the tank the diesel stank
He wanders off to smoke a fag
And dream of things he hasn’t tried yet
She’d only offered something that he wanted
A chance to really see things as they are
But his vision’s gone all misty round the edges
And he lets the bus leave him in the dark
It was worth a try, was worth a try
Cos if we didn’t fall we were going to fly
To a great height

Third Time Down

The drought broke hard without much warning, it rained, rained, rained
Floods filled the pretty parks, houses and cars float away

First time the water closes over I’m going down
Second time all my sins forgiven
Redemption on the third time down

To Postman’s Ridge, below the mountain, the torrent roared
Covered everything, the devil himself could have done no more

First time the water closes over I’m going down
Second time all my sins forgiven
Redemption on the third time down

Creeks turn to seas
People lost in disbelief
I was held by the tide but now I am released

Close the doors, lock all the windows, it’s wet outside
Turn on the radio, you can pray but I’d rather dance tonight

Nothing Tastes The Same

I been looking out of my window
Late at night
See couples on the street
Distracting me while I’m trying to write
Lovers trying out a slow waltz
I remember that game
Makes me sick to the stomach
‘cos nothing tastes the same

Nothing tastes the same
I don’t know what’s changed
But nothing tastes the same
No nothing tastes the same

I been hearing all about you
People think I want to know
The phone is off I lock the door
Pretend there’s no one home
But downstairs they’re playing love songs
And drinking champagne
That stuff sticks in my throat
‘cos nothing tastes the same

Nothing tastes the same
I don’t know what’s changed
Nothing tastes the same
Nothing tastes the same

I’m drunk before I drink, I’m full before I eat
I can’t stay awake by day and night times I can’t sleep
And all the sweets are bitter and all the bitters sweet

I been thinking on fallen emperors
And once mighty empires
Tables laid for feasting
Everything they desired
But it all comes to nothing
I know about that pain
When all that’s left is hollow
You don’t care about tomorrow
‘cos nothing tastes the same

Nothing tastes the same
I don’t know what’s changed
Nothing tastes the same
Nothing tastes the same
Nothing tastes the same
It’s a crying shame
That nothing tastes the same
Nothing tastes the same

Outside Of Zion

Falling at your feet
Coming apart slowly
I kneel before you now
Asking forgiveness for all that I’ve done
Standing outside of Zion

The Lord writes better tunes
I pray for some guidance
My work is rough and rude
There was a time when I heard your song
It rang out so sweetly, and I sang along
And it’s still in my head, playing 1 2 3 1
Standing outside of Zion

Every mistake that I made
I’d make them all over again
‘cos all of those wrong turns and stumbles I took
Let me glimpse perfection

I dreamt the Promised Land
But I’ve lost my way lately
And I don’t know how this ends
There have been times when my faith was strong
There have been times when I got it all wrong
And there have been days when the people were crying
Lord were you lying
Leaving us standing outside of Zion

Too Loud

Too loud, too pushy, too smart, too brash
You’re a schemer, you’re a plotter, you deserve what you get
Pack your bags again, time to move on
You’re not welcome friend, get gone, gone

You’re the headline, you’re the subtext, you’re the reason we’re awash
You’re the other, you’re the other and it’s always your fault
Pack your bags again, time to move on
You’re not welcome friend, get gone, gone
Change your name again, find another trade again
Go back to where you came from

You’re a spy, an infiltrator, you’re always underfoot
And where the hell is your messiah you keep banging on about?
Pack your bags again, time to move on
You’re not welcome friend, get gone, gone
Shove your moral stances, let go of my finances
No more second chances for you
Take your book for what it’s worth
Your children will wander the earth
Exiled and cursed for what you do

You’re a victim, you’re a whiner, you’re the most vilified
You unite the rest of us to hate that you survive
Pack your bags again, it’s time to move on
You’re not welcome friend, get gone, gone
And when you rise in self-defense, build yourself a brand new fence
We’ll force you to recompense your foes
‘cos you keep getting greedier
You own Hollywood and the media
You assimilate like a chameleon but you show
You’re a bleeding hearted socialist you’re a Neo-Con with an iron fist, you’re a
coward and a recidivist
And you think, you think you’re chosen

At The Western Wall

It’s just a prayer
Don’t expect too much
You weren’t there
Are you ever there at all?

Heard a siren
Mistook it for your cry
I ran to find you
I’d forgotten that you’d died

Loneliness is the home
The way things fall
I dreamt you were alone
At the Western Wall

I took a walk
The wind was blowing from the south
I can’t get warm
And I can’t hold you close
The cracks in the stones
The hand written notes
The sound of prayers
The stories of ghosts

Loneliness is the home
The way things fall
I dreamt you were alone
At the Western Wall

Loneliness is the home
The way things fall
I dreamt you were alone
There was no way on
The desert shifts and moans
As it shrouds the sun
The dust is in our mouths
This dream is done

It’s just a prayer
Some old sad words
Sung into the air
I pray somewhere you heard

I Used To Know You

Outside my window sits a stone statue
A boy dressed in lichen his head in his hands
Under the maple, dead leaves all round him
Reminds me of you now you’re gone
So many memories, we’re always laughing
Nothing too serious until it was
But that’s not how I knew you
And what I come back to
Is maybe I never knew you at all
Saw you grow child to man
Fearless and deluded
I used to know you
But who the hell were you?
To leave us all living
To cry at your graveside
Just a stone statue I never knew at all

Stories Of Ghosts Review Sydney Morning Herald 28/02/2013

The Sydney Morning Herald

February 28, 2013

Chris Johnson

Stories of Ghosts

Deborah Conway and Willy Zygier (Intercorps/MGM)

There is something sublimely distinctive about Deborah Conway.

It is her voice, her songwriting, her attitude.

It is a challenge to find any musical work Conway has been involved with that isn’t simply magnificent.

So when she teams up with life and musical partner Willy Zygier on another recording venture, the outcome is sure to be something special.

And it is.

Stories of Ghosts, the latest offering from the Conway-Zygier team is simply outstanding.

It would have been hard for the couple to follow their last album, the brilliant Half Man Half Woman, which was very well received by critics and fans alike.

But they have done it. Was there any doubt they would?

The Conway-Zygier team is a match – at least musically speaking – made in heaven.

How fitting then that this album is about God and ghosts.

On track two, titled G-D, Conway even plays the role of the big guy in the sky, although in a somewhat demented and vengeful characterisation.

Actually, Stories of Ghosts is an incredible collection of simply stunning songs centring on life’s journey. Songs about beliefs, struggles, loves and the deepest of human thoughts – with lots of themes that relate to the Old Testament.

The ten tracks on this album are all original Conway-Zygier compositions and flow naturally.

Conway’s singing is at its best, with her voice perfectly suited to this material – during both the delicate and the edgier tracks.

Vika and Linda Bull lend some backing vocals on a couple of tracks, which is just adding class to more class.

And Zygier’s voice is in great form too.

But what takes the album to another dimension is Zygier’s prowess on just about all things stringed.

Zygier is a master guitarist and a complete joy to listen to. Whether it is acoustic guitar, bottleneck slide guitar, mandolin, banjo, bouzouki or ukulele, Zygier can make his instrument sing. (He plays most of them plus piano on this album).

All of the instrumentation on this album, by Conway and Zygier as well as a handful of backing and guest musicians, is superb.

Track four, East of Eden, is the standout number, but they are all exquisite.

Chris Johnson