WE HUNT IN FIELDS
It's wise to keep our heads low So nobody knows. And with furtive glances We bolt to the hedgerows. We are the underclass of the undergrowth: The fire raging without any smoke; The compromised and the down-at-lucks; The sticking points and the awkward fucks.
That's why we hunt in fields. We'll never come to heel. Our time is midnight, That's when we hunt in fields.
Wait until the moon goes And eyes don't glow. In the deepest, darkest hours Of the cold of your soul. We are the witches and the heretics burnt: The hopeless cases; the 'lessons learnt'. A counter-culture encountering A different species, differing.
That's why we hunt in fields. We'll never come to heel. Our time is midnight, That's when we hunt in fields.
The underdogs and scaredy-cats. The 'lost again's' and the 'always last'. Hunted looks, we're peppered with shot and lame.
We hunt in fields...
We are the underclass of the undergrowth: The fire raging without any smoke; The compromised and the down-at-lucks; The hopeless cases and the awkward fucks. We hunt in fields We'll never come to heel.
IF THE WORLD DOESN'T TURN FOR YOU.
If the world doesn't turn for you Then you haven't got it plugged in. The wind is annoying too But on it the seeds are depending. It doesn't matter what they do Everybody is annoying. I'm sorry if what I say is true But I didn't know your listening.
When you're following your hopes and dreams There's times when you'll be falling. But nothing's ever what it seems. This is just your calling. I hope you'll remember this - There's always someone there for you. And your lips I can always kiss - That's what I want to do with you.
It's a knife but it's not a crime Use to separate the tangled twine That's gotten inside my mind. A procedure that I need to do. The mess that proceeded you I'm sorted but I'm not the same. Not looking for someone new, Just sick of playing silly games.
When you're following your hopes and dreams This is just your calling. But nothing's ever what it seems. There's times when you'll be falling. There's always someone there for you, And your lips I can always kiss. That's what I want to do. I hope you'll remember this..
THE JOY OF STICKS.
There's a hole in the fence That you stick your head through. And the size of your legs Doesn't really matter to you. Cos there's nothing you can't do That a bigger boy can do.
The jumps you attempt As you bound you're bound to miss one. And the balls you collect To tear apart is fun. There's nothing you won't do That a braver boy would do. There's so much for you..
To live for, cos living is a joy. Just one special, hairy little boy.
It's the joy of sticks On an autumn morning. Playing with your feline friend - He'll attack without warning. When you've had enough You'll curl up to us. Now I know what it is..
To live for, cos living is a joy. Just one special, hairy little boy.
There's nothing you won't do That a bigger, braver boy won't do. You'll stick to me like glue.
Cos living, living is a joy. Just one special, hairy little boy. Little boy.
A FEW WORDS
Build a table, build it long Fashion benches for everyone Share good fortune, all that you've won When you have more than you need.
Don't need much to make me smile The smallest details can be worthwhile Can't take it with me, it's all I've got Tell me, what am I worth?
Don't forget that you are one Of the special people I've come upon When reapers take me and I have gone Say just a few words for me.
What's with fences - I just can't see. Why block the view of this scenery? What's mine is yours, but yours ain't free You've got far more than you need.
Don't forget that you are one Of the special people I've come upon When reapers take me and I have gone Say just a few words for me.
These nights are long, the days are longer here I could be wrong, but there's no sights left to fear..
LEFT TO DROWN
As we're plotting our revenge If we serve it hot or cold it all depends On the weight which we amend But in the end, you won't be bothering us again.
All the hearts and minds you've torn Look at the lives you've left bereft and forlorn We'll make you wish that you weren't born If we stoop too low, what will we become.
When you realise the comfort zone is not the home you wished for That a change can come on any day that you wish for This comfort zone is not the home that you live for.
When the bills add up again And the oceans are as wide as all the pain Take the meds and you will hopefully refrain From questioning why you needed them.
When you realise the comfort zone is not the home you wished for That a change can come on any day that you wish for This comfort zone is not the home that you live for.
The hopes and dreams that you've damped down The cardboard boxes in this town With people in you've left to drown Estates you've never been around.
Is this what you live for?
MINIATURES
Here they are Valuable Miniature Collectable Orderly All in line One by one In antique time.
And all the flowers they fade and wilt then What is ours, it is fleeting Time to put some
Fresh water in Let it grow Watch it die With fading Eyesight to blame Let it go We're not the same Even though you think so.
We're just small and fragile pieces On the shelf collecting dust Aspirations turned to rust..
And all the flowers they fade and wilt then What is ours, it is fleeting Time to put some
Effort in Make it work Fill the cracks That are appearing Polish up Looks brand new Complacency Is deceiving..