1. |
Time Machine
04:18
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To give myself some hope, I’m no Schwarzenegger
I’ll put my foot right in my mouth, another evening going south
My people skills, likened to Darth Vader’s
A fully realised sociopath, inevitable aftermath
I’ll follow the instructions. How hard could it be?
Orchestrating the reduction in culpability
I'll build a time machine repair, the damage that I’ve done
Go back in time to fix the mess, before it had begun
And while I’m there I should make sure, before I disappear
I meet up with myself so I can explain the idea
To give myself some hope it’s well documented
I’ve watched the television shows, I know exactly how it goes
Refusing to believe it hasn’t been invented
I’ll go for all the glory and I’ll buy a new Delorean
I’ll follow the instructions. How hard could it be?
Orchestrating the reduction in culpability
I'll build a time machine repair, the damage that I’ve done
Go back in time to fix the mess, before it had begun
And while I’m there I should make sure, before I disappear
I meet up with myself so I can explain the idea
Don’t want you to see me meeting myself
Meeting myself, meeting all my other selves
Your opinion altered judging myself
Judging myself, judging all my other selves
I'll build a time machine repair, the damage that I’ve done
Go back in time to fix the mess, before it had begun
And while I’m there I should make sure, before I disappear
I meet up with myself so I can explain the idea
So I can
Build a time machine repair, the damage that I’ve done
Go back in time to fix the mess, before it had begun
And while I’m there I should make sure, before I disappear
I meet up with myself so I can explain the idea
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2. |
Song For Trevor
03:07
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Everything
Seemed to be
Going swimmingly
Maybe you’re the one to share my pension
Can’t ignore
The seed of doubt
Sprouting through the cracks
I fear it’s something that can’t go unmentioned
I think that you’re terrific, but when you say “Pacific”
You really mean to say “Specifically”
You’d like to get romantic, but label me pedantic
Now grammar’s come between both you and me
To verify
Tensions high
You suggest that we
Should schedule some time to aid relations
As much as I
Am keen to try
I just can’t get on board
Too focussed on your mispronunciation
I think that you’re terrific, but when you say “Pacific”
You really mean to say “Specifically”
You’d like to get romantic, but label me pedantic
Now grammar’s come between both you and me
Could this spell the end for me and you?
You’ll need to take some time to “fink fings frew”
I could let the odd faux pas slip by
But grammar’s come between both you and I
I think that you’re terrific, but when you say “Pacific”
You really mean to say “Specifically”
You’d like to get romantic, but label me pedantic
Now grammar’s come between both you and me
Grammar’s come between both you and me
Grammar’s come between both you and I
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3. |
Here I Am
05:00
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You ask a question but you’re worried for your health
It probably comes as no surprise
The answer takes a while to manifest itself
You take cover, hide behind the sofa
My conclusion’s deeply scrutinised
Each scenario its own phenomenon
Not really your idea of fun
Every hypothesis deserves reflecting on
Spent so long with all considerations
Not enough time left to get things done
This is the hand, that held the pen, that formed the words, included in
The simple note, to document, the way I feel today
These are the neurons, in my brain, passing the signals, down a chain
Using axons, to form a lane, creating the idea
You say I’m idiosyncratic and possess
Inanely boring superpowers
I’d take a wild guess and say your not that impressed
You look like you’ve slipped into a coma
You’ve been listening to this for hours
This is the hand, that held the pen, that formed the words, included in
The simple note, to document, the way I feel today
These are the neurons, in my brain, passing the signals, down a chain
Using axons, to form a lane, creating the idea
So many atoms that we’re told, made from the stars as they explode
Making Particles we know, this is what we are
You’ve come to realise, I over analyse
Give me something to dissect, and break into a new sub set
If there’s a step too far you know I’ll take it
This is the hand, that held the pen, that formed the words, included in
The simple note, to document, the way I feel today
These are the neurons, in my brain, passing the signals, down a chain
Using axons, to form a lane, creating the idea
So many atoms that we’re told, made from the stars as they explode
Making Particles we know, this is what we are
That was the thing, which stopped me dead, and subsequent thoughts, inside my head
That saw me change, my mind instead, so here I am
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4. |
Evil
03:45
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Every day, it’s the same
I’m complicit, in your reign (of terror)
Can’t say I feel your pain
It’s hard to empathise
Pure hatred in your eyes
Begun to realise
My CV says I work alone, or work well in a team
But lately I've been struggling, to follow your regime
I don’t wanna be evil anymore
Don’t believe in what you’re striving for
Might consider me rude, but there’s the door
I don’t wanna be evil anymore
We obey dutifully
Unswerving loyalty
It’s mob mentality
Caught by your easy charm
Your ability to disarm
No one seems alarmed
I’m tired of the comments saying that we’re all the same
Must be more to my life than to kill, destroy and maim
I don’t wanna be evil anymore
Don’t believe in what you’re striving for
Might consider me rude, but there’s the door
I don’t wanna be evil anymore
There’s no denying
Those good intentions
Won't be hidden away
Your cohorts sighing
With reprehension
I’m certain that I care not what they say
I don’t wanna be evil anymore
Don’t believe in what you’re striving for
Might consider me rude, but there’s the door
I don’t wanna be evil anymore
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5. |
Let's Start An Argument
04:05
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It’s time, to face up to the music and address
The underlying issue I confess
Looming like an elephant
Standing in the corner
I'm not, saying you’re entirely to blame
You know me I’ve got nothing to gain
Looking at the evidence
You’d be in the line up
Now I’m not being difficult, so please don’t interrupt
This volcano’s active and its ready to erupt
Let's start an ar-gument - you're iritating me
Let's start an ar-gument - there's not much on TV
Don't think me impolite, but I’m sure that I am right
And if you don't agree we’ve got all night
Your eyes, are firmly fixed upon me with a glare
You’ve got something you would like to share
Now your state of readiness
Is at DEFCON-1
And though, I implied that you might be to blame
Your thinking is literally the same
Maybe we could compromise
Split it fifty fifty?
I'm no fortune teller with disaster to forebode
This pressure cooker’s steaming and its ready to explode
Let's start an ar-gument - you're iritating me
Let's start an ar-gument - there's not much on TV
Don't think me impolite, but I’m sure that I am right
And if you don't agree we’ve got all night
Discover my vocation as a working Politician
And let me make this very clear
Find it easy to adopt a contrary position
A well-honed addition to my skillset
I could disagree for my career
Let's start an ar-gument - you're iritating me
Let's start an ar-gument - there's not much on TV
Don't think me impolite, but I’m sure that I am right
And if you don't agree we’ve got all night
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6. |
Toast
03:51
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I caught the news, this afternoon, describing the impending doom
A meteor, not far away, would be with us later today
They said stay safe, and go inside, but really there’s nowhere to hide
The time has come, the sky’s gone out, extinguishing any doubt
And then you’re Toast, there’s nothing you can do
And then you’re Toast, forget that IOU
And then you’re Toast, there isn’t time to cry
And then you’re Toast, just kiss your ass goodbye
The aliens, are in control, they came here 14 days ago
The overlords, are all in place - it’s like “They came from outer space”
Their masterplan, has been revealed, with certainty our fate is sealed
With lasers fixed, it’s no surprise, we’re ultimately vaporised
And then you’re Toast, there’s nothing you can do
And then you’re Toast, forget that IOU
And then you’re Toast, there isn’t time to cry
And then you’re Toast, just kiss your ass goodbye
A fault is found, at the Earths core, some scientists told us the score
We can’t be saved, it’s looking black, not even helped by John Cusack
The cracks are forming, in the streets, the cars are engulfed in concrete
We’ll make a plan, get out of town, the buildings start to crumble down
And then you’re Toast, there’s nothing you can do
And then you’re Toast, forget that IOU
And then you’re Toast, there isn’t time to cry
And then you’re Toast, just kiss your ass goodbye
The DVD I leant - It’s now irrelevant
The fact you broke my chair - I no longer care
No pizza on Friday - The things I meant to say
Regrets I have a few - Moustache I never grew
I wish I bought that bike - Hope there’s an afterlife
Some books remain unread - I’ll miss The Walking Dead
All least we’re free from germs - We’re food for all the worms
The thing I’ll miss the most? – Doesn’t matter now, because we’re Toast
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7. |
My Boss Is In A Band
04:28
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When asked about my boss, you could say a stand-up guy
Dependable, straight forward, and doesn't wear a tie
A background in accountancy, he hides it very well
Owns a mug that proudly states, his love for Excel
With clarity and focus, he's walking up to me
I thought it work related, but he's holding a CD
My boss is in a band, he doesn't understand
The underlying pressure, s'getting tougher to withstand
There's no way to avoid, I'd like to stay employed
I want to be supportive, but I'm feeling paranoid
My boss is in a band
Recounting all his early days, the stories never cease
Recording in a studio, once used by The Police
Before they became famous, when nobody knew
He even shared a corridor, with Larry from U2
Generally forgiving, another time we might
But he's invited everyone, to a gig next Friday night
My boss is in a band, he doesn't understand
The underlying pressure, s'getting tougher to withstand
There's no way to avoid, I'd like to stay employed
I want to be supportive, but I'm feeling paranoid
My boss is in a band
A Gibson Les Paul purchased from
Jimmy Page's neighboor's mum
A Lynard Skynard live LP
He very keen to lend to me
Oscar Peterson he met
Queuing for a cheese bagette
Do I want a spare ticket to
See the bloke from Deacon Blue?
My boss is in a band, he doesn't understand
The underlying pressure, s'getting tougher to withstand
There's no way to avoid, I'd like to stay employed
I want to be supportive, but I'm feeling paranoid
My boss is in a band
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8. |
Lost My Train Of Thought
03:47
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The conversation's flowing, everyone is hanging off my words
Story's full of interest, the protagonist is undeterred
Building up to something, certain there’s a satisfying end
Almost the finish line, and then, and then…
A vacant moment, all too soon, I find myself back in the room
I’ve lost my train of thought
I’m sure my point was valid, there’s no doubt
Can’t even remember
Was what it we were talking about
Where did it go?
The information needed isn't there
Wouldn’t you know?
This is no use at all
We’re left with a shortfall
I simply can’t recall
My friend has got the floor, his insight is concise and critical
Comment with authority, but don’t get too political
Subject was on Channel 4, I'm confident to interject
Time for my killer punch, and yet, and yet…
A vacant moment, all too soon, I find myself back in the room
I’ve lost my train of thought
I’m sure my point was valid, there’s no doubt
Can’t even remember
Was what it we were talking about
Where did it go?
The information needed isn't there
Wouldn’t you know?
This is no use at all
We’re left with a shortfall
I simply can’t recall
In a fog, I've drawn a blank
The ship I’m sailing in on sank
Circumnavigating with no map
I'm wading through deep undergrowth
Less responsive than a sloth
In some netherworld with no way back
Got no sense of clarity
Only thing that’s clear is...
I’ve lost my train of thought
I’m sure my point was valid, there’s no doubt
Can’t even remember
Was what it we were talking about
Where did it go?
The information needed isn't there
Wouldn’t you know?
This is no use at all
We’re left with a shortfall
I simply can’t recall
I’ve lost my train of thought
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9. |
Content
03:25
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(You) sit across the table and you ask me how the hell am I still smiling
When you look so glum
You assume the reason is by virtue of prescription medication
And could you have some
But it’s not, and you’re wrong
So before you dive headlong
Let me share the simple explanation
I’m content, I’m content
To it’s full extent
I’m content, I’m content
Quietly confident
No need for melodrama
Or pain inducing trauma
My outlook is much calmer
I’m content
(Your) face is glowing incandescent with the look of someone who is struggling
To quite understand
How an incident can garner minimal reaction am I’m living
In my own dreamland?
But I’m not, and you’re wrong
So before you dive headlong
Let me share the simple explanation
I’m content, I’m content
To it’s full extent
I’m content, I’m content
Quietly confident
No need for melodrama
Or pain inducing trauma
My outlook is much calmer
I’m content
Maybe someone’s spiked my soda
Not sure what’s come over me
If you said I had to write a song
I’d choose a minor key
I’m content, I’m content
To it’s full extent
I’m content, I’m content
Quietly confident
No need for melodrama
Or pain inducing trauma
My outlook is much calmer
I’m content
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10. |
Robots
05:36
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We’d always meet in Costa same time every week
Your eyes would mesmerise entranced by your mystique
I used to plan our life together
You’d flawlessly predict the weather
A sense of disconnection talking on the phone
Like an old episode of The Twilight Zone
Certain there was mutual attraction
Often I would wait for your reaction
Sometimes I would stare
I was unaware
I never knew you were a robot
Inside you only wires, ultimately programmed to conspire
With all the other robots
Unlikely as it seems, a world controlled entirely by machines
But somewhere hidden amongst the debris
Data for a random memory
We’d watch the politicians on morning TV
And laugh as they would respond so robotically
I’d remark society was sinking
But never really knew what you were thinking
Clearly oblivious I thought we seemed well matched
But underneath it all a cunning plot was hatched
Genuinely thought it was surprising
You becoming part of the uprising
But our fate was clear
I had no idea
Daily report completed, just before you send
You find a note I left you just before the end
Reminder of a time before this madness
Your circuitry detects a hint of sadness
You look to the sky
With a programmed sigh
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The Bad Cowboys Glastonbury, UK
Veterans of the Glastonbury music scene, Steve Bilsborough & John Carroll have developed a unique sound with diverse influences including New Wave, Country, and Pop! Their close harmonies and catchy tunes are full of poignant, satirical and sometimes humorous lyrics with obscure subject matter such as: Bin Day, the local bus route, and Shed ownership,. ... more
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