Monday 26 March 2012

WEEK 12 - SONG 12 - Stay Down Dog


WEEK 12 - SONG 12 - Stay Down Dog
Stay Down Dog
I got the whole damn pride
Licking my wounds tonight
And the meat of my drive 
Goes out of date
Pack up my sanity
Put it on a plane, or boat
I will, I will escape me
But I won't, I won't
What gives you authority?
Sounds like you're just complaining to me
You look pretty when you're angry
Like a stripper dancing for money
I want to lick the boots of confrontation
Down at heel, stay down dog
I want to be angry
But it seems irrational to me
Now I've bitten my tongue 
No more words will come
Pick one moment in time
And become the lion inside
Turning point, where I become alive
But I won't, I won't. 
It's too easy to slide.
Touch the leather mask
Smash your face in. 
Smash your pretty little face in  
Lipstick smile
Eyeliner
Bloody corpse, vandalised
Bludgeoned to death 
That's what you get
For thinking like me
For thinking like me
Not enough like me
Another feeble drone
Another puny ant
Another consumer
With a chip on his shoulder
I'll be a good boy
This time I promise

Tuesday 13 March 2012

WEEK 10 - SONG 10 - Stardust Velocity (ft. Declan Legge, Michael Barkley, Michael Sampson & Caroline Pugh)

WEEK 10 - SONG 10 - Stardust Velocity (ft. Declan Legge, Michael Barkley, Michael Sampson & Caroline Pugh)

Written & Produced by Martin Byrne / Declan Legge

Guitars - Declan Legge

Drums - Michael Sampson

Trumpet - Michael Barkley

Additional lead vocals / Backing vocals - Caroline Pugh

Vocals / Keyboard / Acoustic guitar / Electric Bass / Synth / Programming / Arrangement - Martin Byrne

Recorded at Big Space Studio, Newry / MBHQ, Belfast

Engineered by Declan Legge / Martin Byrne

Mixed by Martin Byrne

Stardust Velocity

This side is behind the moon

Swallow the clouds and stardust 

Into the fog, into the glacier

Santiago

The jewel of conspiracy

The diamond cuts through the snow

The legend grows mountain high

Fifty years

In the waiting lounge again

Stargirl's are smiling 

Dry martinis and rubbing elbows

With the suits

You can carry my luggage

With your sweet smile and perfect skin

Flash your lashes, a little love in

We're at ease

  

To the sun

We are fleas

In a tomb

Engine grease

To the sun

Shield your eyes

Crash and burn 

Skydive 

Transmission from a solar flare

Firefly 

Contact denied 

A special day 

The ashes and the tyres

Free fall of broken limbs

The documents in the secret agent's folder

Ripped up and buried deep

It's not your day

The smashing of the windows

Free fall and frozen screams

Wendy I can fly

You wanna taste the sun

You own the sun

Tuesday 6 March 2012

WEEK 9 - SONG 9 - Meals For One



WEEK 9 - SONG 9 - Meals For One

Sending "hello"s
My keyboard froze
Words like little digital leaves fluttering across the cyberspace sands into the internet ether,

Without reply
I sigh
Go make some tea
Soon I'll return

Kettle won't boil
Home heating oil
Must remember to take out the bins

Living alone really suits me
Oh please won't you stop by
Hoping the neighbours don't shoot me
I laugh and then I cry

Meals for one
No one cares
Dry my clothes on the stairs
Escape this world
It's all online
Nothing gets done, don't have time

You sent me a smile
Greets me like wings of humming birds brushing gently across my beaming face on a spring day

Living alone really suits me
Isolation is fine
Maybe I need to go outside