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Some day, when I'm awful low
When the world is cold
I’ll feel aglow thinking of you
And the way you look tonight
You're lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft
There is nothing but to love you
And the way you look tonight
The skies outside are biblical
The solar storms and flares are cyclical
You know I know it feels heretical
To say the situation’s critical
The people moan the people whimper so
The cities, rubble strewn and so it goes
Yes you’re lovely, never ever change
With your breathless charm
There is nothing left but love dear
Tear my fear apart
You’re Lovely
Just the way you are...
The people sad and cynical
Their aims and actions criminal
All thoughts of peace are whimsical
The only hope is metaphysical
Your cheek so soft, your hair is driven snow
Your breathless smile, the wrinkles of your nose
Yes you’re lovely (The skies outside are biblical)
With your smile so warm (The solar storms and flares are cyclical)
There is nothing but to love you (The people sad and cynical)
And the way you look tonight (A day like this is typical)
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Cyberorganisms
03:29
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Look at all the cyberorganisms won’t ya?
Take a look around and see them
Don’t you know?
Don’t ya know they're gonna get into our heads
And when we let ‘em in we’ll be them?
Yeah we will.
All the little neurons firing at each other
Firing at the big computer
In the sky
In the sky the data saving it for later
Saved - to bring you back forever
Living like a cyberorganism, we are
Thinking with a kinda hive-mind
Namaste
Namaste to every one around the world
Is heard - it only takes a second
It only takes a second
You can be a cyberorganism, will ya?
You can hook into your mobile
Give it up
Give it up to algorithmic thought you oughta
Wow! - it's gonna make ya better
Open up your head and weave a little chip in
Add yourself into the network
Do it now!
Do it so you’re really tuned into the world
You know - You’re ready for the future
You’re ready for the future!
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Baby Jeezus
03:14
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Who's that knocking at the window?
Who's that ringing at the bell?
Who's that rapping on the shutters?
Baby Jesus, can't you tell?
Who's that hanging in the garden?
Who’s that swinging from the tree?
Who's that ringing on the doorbell?
Who’s that waiting at the gate?
Who’s that tapping on his wristwatch?
Baby Jesus, don’t be late!
Who’s that sitting by the dustbins?
Who’s that hiding from the wind?
Who’s bringing you a Bible, baby?
Jesus, Let him in!
Who’s been sleeping on the pavement?
Who’s been waiting in a queue?
Who’s been very very patient?
Baby Jesus, here for you!
Who’s been hanging out for ages?
So they can hang out with you?
Who’s that heading for the rooftop?
Who’s that shinning up the eaves?
Who’s that coming down the chimney?
Baby Jesus, soon you’ll see!
Who’s that looking kinda grumpy?
Who’s that rolling up his sleeves?
Who’s calling you a sinner baby?
Jesus, best believe!
Who’s that looking kinda grumpy?
Who’s that rolling up his sleeves
Who’s calling you a sinner, baby?
Jesus, just believe!
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The Black Cat
03:44
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There's a man with a headache sitting in the bed
Pillow time behind him eyes are rolling red
Itches all about him scratching at his head
Listening for silence but can hear his heart instead
Staring at the blackness inside of his lids
Wonders what he’s gonna tell the wife and tell the kids
Darkness moves around him colours kinda creep
Ganging up and gathering - will not let him sleep.
There's a man with a reason - black cat is his reason
Oh the black cat stares back
Tries to stop his thinking - thinking anyway
Tries to shake the past and make the present go away
Tries to block it out to try to fall into a slumber
Universe, he knows, has got his name and got his number
Thinks about the future - there is nothing in it
Each tick of the clock it seems to take about a minute
Black cat jumps and joins him, stares into his soul
Every meow seems to tell him ‘life without parole’.
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Shells
04:03
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Shells
Flying high
Singing in the ether
Meting out - morning greeting
Song
Heavy bass
Focused on percussion
Tumble down - village school and meeting hall
Mother
Help us to breathe please
Struggle arms
Rubble crushes
Sweet light comes to some
Shells
Raining down
Usual for the season
Full of stars - righteous lightning
Gifts
Wrapped with bows
Messages from senders
Sent with love - melting hearts and faces too
Mother
Help us to breathe please
Crumpled farms
Houses flattened
Sleep will come to all
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Steve Chenlz Brighton, UK
I'm Steve Chenlz. I write songs and record them.
I make music to please myself. I enjoy
the whole process of composition and recording and am learning more about production as I get older.
I share my music here just for the sake of sharing. No pretence or high ideals. If you choose to listen then thank you!
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