"South Bay"

Twinkle toes and brass bands
Displayed in halls of white roses
Strike the drum stand up for the white rose
Don’t hide from the Valley Bridge ghouls
Re-writing fiction stops the blues
Light up in accordance with what’s crude

I’ll go walking on South Bay where the tourists stray
And the Seagulls sway in the Sun’s setting haze

Drinking aids the smoking
Habitual amazement in the traffic
Parading on a promenade of ignipotence
With confessions of fake ambition
Rewriting fiction stops the blues
Light up in accordance with what’s crude

I’ll go walking on South Bay where the tourists stray
And the seagulls sway in the Sun’s setting haze

Go walking on South Bay where the tourists stray
And the Seagulls sway in the Sun’s setting haze

David Laley December 2009

"Alone"

I’ll laugh at innocence
Hype that tackles the test of time
Try feeling lucky for a bet
Before you talk and fault the design
Nights seem superfluous but more often than not they hide the lies

You could never be the saviour for the found
You’ll never be the saviour of the found
You’ll never be the saviour of the found
On your return to this town

Passion over ability
A nagging thought that stands in your way
Waiting on a wish to keep
Caught by Catch 22 and then your delayed
This freedom you speak of is dressed to think this way

You’ll never be the saviour of the found
You’ll never be the saviour of the found
Better things are hiding in the crowd

A lazy eye for a change of mind
Wasting your days until you realise
There’s always someone kicking you from behind

You’re not an idiot
But then only idiots speak the whole truth
Don’t falter in between the scheme
You’ve hatched a plan only to become the fool
It tasted sweet at first but now you wish it wasn’t true

You’ll never be the saviour of the found
You’ll never be the saviour of the found
Better things are hiding in the crowd
On your return to this town
On your return to this town

A token gesture through the tricks and sins
Crawling with the demons closing in
Thank them for your seldom seeking service

Heads are sick of hearing the same old song
Twisting life to suit your own
But I guess this is the problem when you’re all alone

David Laley December 2009

"You're Being Told"

Just wait your turn for another stage
The credit crunched will pay your way
And if you’ve been denied by the stream of knives
Hold that thought and then smile

Black holes, forgotten worlds, you’re being told
You’ll forever despise in him
Catch broken shards of glass in your eyes, you’re not blind
Keep prodding at the temptation screaming out
Your dreams are lies, fighting against the tide
Fuck them

A reaction of fact defeats the sequence
Let’s defiantly say our mission hasn’t changed
Hope that’s not hunted, we’ll chase the game before the prize
Now stop feeling guilty inside

Caught inside a world of white lines untold
You’ll never be hypnotised by him
The black holes and shards of glass in your eyes will glow
I will not stop trying
To halt a hierachy craving for a killing spree of another generation’s dreams
We won’t bleed

Hold that thought
Hold that thought
We are certain in our cause

Hold that thought
Hold that thought
It’s ok

Black holes, forgotten worlds, you’re being told
You’ll forever despise in him
Catch broken shards of glass in your eyes, you’re not blind
Keep prodding at the temptation screaming out
Your dreams are lies, fighting against the tide
Fuck them

Black holes, forgotten worlds, you’re being told
This is what you’re being told

David Laley November 2009

"Kindness"

I lept down by the water’s edge
Where cajoled cowards kick the blues
They’re stuck with neglect surrounded by all of this respect, it’s just hate
The guests stand unatoned struck by the blue eyed and all of their glory
Jaded with the luck of the pirates and the reliance on your pain

Close the door to our destructive bubble, kindness is the biggest prize
Try teaching us to lift the sky and our confidence that’s scared
Close the door to this destructive bubble, kindness is their biggest lie
Try stealing us to reach the sky and our confidence that’s there

A glancing miss, a passing concern, divulging all the words
Defective admissions destroy the chosen ones
Cut them up and place them within your thoughts
So we’ll steal the tools to wreck the truth
What the fuck’s going on in this stately room?
Mentors cashing in on life
Trouble makers designed to thrive

Close the door to our destructive bubble, kindness is the biggest prize
Try teaching us to lift the sky and our confidence that’s scared
Close the door to this destructive bubble, kindness is their biggest lie
Try stealing us to reach the sky and our confidence that’s there

David Laley September 2009

"The Indivisible"

Below the silent strolling clouds
Whisper words that unify unconditional feelings and calming thoughts
Except we missed all of the hooks
Titanic traitors on the cusp of finding witchcraft for hours missing from the clocks
Flickering eyes, dilated dreams, dashing dials and subtleties
Keep confessing you’ll concede to imperfect tense
Write all the warmth into the snow
Have your hands ready to glow
In the harbours of charmers and their godforsaken dens

Although our generosity extends, the clever girls are sent to dwell
In our notes and names we’re the indivisible

Allowed to plaster plans of hope on the promises that we’d cope
Teach us to drop our dreams for simply getting paid
Why must your mind brag for the bleak
Tempting fate and then defeat
The incandescent are deceased, sucked into the ground in vain

Although our generosity extends, the clever girls are sent to dwell
In our notes and names we’re the indivisible

You can’t ruin anything that isn’t there in life or lovers arms
Crying ink instead of tears, help me heal your suffering spells
Defiance that didn’t care, left forgotten in the sand, crying ink instead of tears

Although our generosity extends i’ve invented all I can
And all the screams I couldn’t save forever forces me to dwell
When all is said and done they’ll declare a case of open hearted fun
And we’ll wake from tommorow no longer as invincible

David Laley September 2009

"My Fear"

Stolen adverts are cursed with a surge
Of cadence crushed verbs just like a kiss
Designing the rhymes so we can shoot to miss
Readjust what you see in the frame
Hold hands and understand this
It’s the dismal that demand this
Anulled, an incomplete and borrowed hymn
Behind the lights runs a river signposted death
A bittersweet vision sent to the innocent
A spectral wish for the strong willed
I dropped to an apparition weaker than the scattered
Bullets and fireworks flying past the disaster

We’ll drive around the streets thinking we know best
Arriving at a parallel of kindred calls
My fear

I’ve crashed and christened myself a new world
A verse of chemical clocks and thesaurus prayers
They collectively escape to the Devil’s lair
Autumn leaves hang biding their time
They hum in the wind as we’re walking past
Why does every start have to end so fast?

We’ll drive around the streets thinking we know best
Arriving at a parallel of terminal thoughts called
My fear

We know best
Find the right words
We know best
We can’t be replaced

David Laley September 2009

"Look In Your Mirrors When You Drive"

Break into a rage because i’m high
Look in your mirrors when you drive
And generate a style only one of us will mind
Sit cross legged in the stars
You’re not that bitter you’re just proud
Denounced amongst the sky like every sight and sound

Beneath your vain hope and brittle pout
I’ve always wondered if a fool could fall for another fool?
Isn’t that breaking all the rules?
Straight facts leading me to merrily spend
Was I really that keen to face such a punch-drunk pastime?
When we’re drunk we’re also blind
Grabbing onto blondes going off the rails
Would it be better if I just held you the same?

Don’t subject just change your name
To Midas or The Rain
And jump around in the puddles so you can hide the blame
Except that now i’m bloody soaked
You could have fallen in head first
That might have been fun
So much fun, fun, fun
We’ll tease until we’re stunned
Between the Lions, train wreck Tigers sent to lend their friends
Unable to find a four leaf clover
Bitten off before they can send
A message to every God that listens in
But they can’t tell if we’re sober or pretending

To be movie stills when fools rush in
I’ve often wondered how that song would go
Coy as we recall the words
Forget the chorus and that we cared
We’ll just stay for one more song
Whilst the narator ponders another scene
Cut to another theme
Our lives are being driven by the impaired
The director takes half a decade to repair
Seeing through the whispers in your hair
You were nothing but science
When that blonde girl became lost in your head

I’ve always wondered if a fool could fall for another fool
We’ll write our very own rules
Bowled over with tricks of denial
Am I really able to face such a punch-drunk pastime?
When we’re drunk we’re redefined
Send doggeral verse to St Valentine
And save your stories for another time
It’s almost the end of the night
We’ve found a four leaf clover
At least we can now say we both tried

David Laley September 2009

"Space"

Fun and games, if you win applaud them
Fun and games, if you lose adore them instead
Don’t hurry, just dare enough times
A fallen great in a mythical prison
A fallen heart descends to derision this way
Don’t hurry, just dare enough times

Find the space so we can fight
Find the space so we can unite
Find the space, space so vast
Find the space to lie
Find the space, space so vast
Find the space to hide

A trick of light or a seventh charm?
A happy family held in your plans today
Don’t hurry, just dare enough times

Find the space so we can fight
Find the space so we can unite
Find the space, space so vast
Find the space to lie
Find the space, space so vast
Find the space to hide

Find the space, space so vast
Find the space to hide

Find the space, space so vast
Find the space to hide

This feels like a game
Fun and games
Fun and games
Fun and games
Fun and games
Fun and games
Fun and games
Fun and games
Fun and games

David Laley September 2009

"The Big Bang"

If I had my time over, i’d colour in the holes with a computer
Keyboard clicking through old grooves, all the tools, no idea how to use them
Just get up off the floor, detect a motion of mutual
I’ll justify all of the grooves and pause the clocks for a second to tell you

That they sometimes drive me insane, but life isn’t a sequel
Chewing on my toys in a world that’s so pissed off with how
People sit there mapping their lives before they’re gone
They’re not that strong, before, bang they’re gone

The fight’s off, why the fuck are living in this fear?
I could have fought further and driven further and still I wouldn’t dissapear

I’ve never been caught
Self-accusation will follow me like the law

Help me get off the floor, detect a mission that’s mutual
Please justify all of the grooves and pause the clocks for a second to tell me

That they sometimes drive you insane but life feels like a sequel
Chewing on your toys in a world that’s so objective with how
You’re sat there mapping out your life before you’re gone
Were you ever that strong? Before, bang you’re gone

We’re sometimes driven so insane waiting for life’s sequel to begin
Chewing on our toys in a world that isn’t immortal to
Us sat there mapping our lives, where on earth have you gone?
I was never that strong, before, bang now i’ve gone

David Laley September 2009

"Laugh Out Loud"

The words that they’ve took
And given them short cuts
They don’t belong in the books
They belong to the crooks
A defiant hatred
A fat zero
This isn’t genuine
Just a fear of

The words that they’ve cracked
Direptitiously attacked
Across liquid crystal screens
They belong in their genes
A fucking hurdle
I’m speachless
This isn’t genuine
Just a fear of life’s symbols

Laugh out loud there’s no dynamic
Laugh out loud there’s no dynamic
Laugh out loud that’s the trouble
Riled at your phonetics

The words that they’ve stole
And ripped out their soul
Disregarded for a phone
They belong to the clones
Another murder
I’ve witnessed
This isn’t genuine
Just a fear of life’s symbols

Laugh out loud there’s no dynamic
Laugh out loud there’s no dynamic
Laugh out loud that’s the trouble
Riled at your phonetics

Laugh out loud there’s no dynamic
Laugh out loud there’s no dynamic
Laugh out loud that’s the trouble
Riled at your phonetics

David Laley September 2009

"Call Me Crazy"

We’re the lazy daisies with the tumbling stares
The painted faces in the towns that don’t care
You’re not looking hard enough
Just call me crazy but are they not called clowns?
Dovetailing, docile in their pretty coats and gowns
The same preview only foolish

Happily smashed, young and free
You’re the twitter in the trees
Undercover but revealed
Happily smashed, nothing else to do
Affecting anyone who’s aloof
Pretending to be cool

We’re the hazy daydreams everyone likes to play
The beautiful angles of the patterns on stage
Stuck in the safety of the keep net
Just call me crazy but have we all gone mad?
The silent phases colour the gaps in our heads
Isn’t that our weakness?

Happily smashed, young and free
You’re the twitter in the trees
Undercover but revealed
Happily smashed, nothing else to do
Affecting anyone who’s aloof
Pretending to be cool

Happily smashed, young and free
You’re the twitter in the trees
Undercover but revealed
Happily smashed, nothing else to do
Affecting anyone who’s aloof
Pretending to be cool

David Laley September 2009

"Soaked in the Sunshine"

I rang you to say I was leaving
Distracted by oceans and mountains of glass
Clones without cupids are dreaming
Inverted, collapsed but relaxed as they lay
Soaked in the sunshine
An ode to the memories we’ve lived
In my boat i’m reminded of
A betrayal of the demands from our hearts

I rang you to say I was thinking
Of distracting the oceans and mountains i’ve smashed
Clones with our cupids deleting
Depart through the tectonic plates in your face
Unspoken in the sunshine
Falling over the side of my boat
And stumble on the sharp rocks
A trembling thought in the tides

Home and soaked wet through
Our trust has come completely unglued
A voice is happy to play the fool
Fool

The truth in the sunshine
Is it’s never quite as it seems
A justified stumbling block
Designed to crowd around our seas
Cold and soaked wet through
Our trust can’t come completely unglued
A voice is happy to stop being the fool
I can’t help but think of you
You wake up and hold your smile
You wake up and follow mine
Awoken in the sunshine without you

David Laley September 2009

"All My Fault"

The suffocation of the bearded man
The beautician and his dry wipe marker pen, and give a thought to Poo Girl
Have come to fruition because of a trawler man fishing for wellington boots
The Wakey lads, Liam, Danny, Dave and Lee will not escape either
This morning I might just jinx the stereo
Whilst Sambuca, Jaegermeister, Beer and Lambrini flows
And if you meet Harry Bowman don’t offer him sun cream for his skin tone
Just remember Jack needs his shoes back before he starts his next show

We’ve got ten more trips to accomplish
MKM bags filled with our sweat
And Ewan’s parked another week away
Just call upon the said quotation

We’ll just blister in the celebration whilst we dance to the good nights
And we’ll sing all of our goodbyes before it becomes daylight
But it certainly wasn’t all my fault
I had all my good friends to help me out

No it certainly wasn’t all my fault
I had all my best mates to help me out

David Laley and Stephen "Captain Slow" Caines (opening line) September 2009

"The Followed ( Dressed to Die Screaming )"

Scared of this breach
You’ve jumped into honey
A medicated world
Burnt out on drugs and style
Put this message in your pocket
And say it aint that simple
Stop this evil crush
Trying to choose which wires
Your breaking up love
Shake the fuzz from your ears
A silent exchange
With the darts of another intrusion
You're just killing time

We don’t conform girl
We just follow, we just follow
( We’re dressed to die screaming )
We don’t conform girl
We just follow, we just follow
( We’re dressed to die screaming )

Red sleepless nights
Push a dukebox fizzing
The fag packet smut
Winks at her hot shot prize
Check the angle of your sunglasses
Before you start to stumble
Crawling in line
Pull her stare, fuck her faster
A fat man walks to a stereotype
Lick the grime from your kerb talk shoes
And taste the depravation
You’re just killing time

We don’t conform girl
We just follow, we just follow
( We’re dressed to die screaming )
We don’t conform girl
Why can’t we go home now?
We’re being followed

The Kaisers of your stage fright
Have smothered all your trust
The gluttony of repulsion
Divulges it’s disgust

We don’t conform girl
Why can’t we go home now?
We’re the followed

There’s patterns in the airwaves
Traffic turning ten ways
Through a stick thin coast of junctions
Don’t rely on their despair

We don’t conform girl
We just follow, we just follow
( We’re dressed to die screaming )
We don’t conform girl
Why can’t we go home now?
We’re the followed
( We’re dressed to die screaming )

David Laley 2009

"Virgin Fantasies"

Carried on stormy clocks, vague towns, fake tans
A burgeoning sense of cinema lights
Shining at plastic tops in solitary spots
Knighted by incendiary smiles

Coloured in by the thoughts, dope screens, trash talk
A melodramatic score of truth
Iconic familiar pouts that TV dreams kick out
Smudged and ground into their sleeves
Ripped ragged by the stream
Of ficticious foreign cliches

Fool’s virgin fantasies, can they handle the myth?
Can they handle the myth? Can they handle the
Fool’s virgin fantasies, can they handle the myth?
Can they handle the myth? Can they handle the.....

Forget the blinding bliss
Forget the sharks and stiffs
Forget the lines exist

Follow the extra steps, lost shirts digress yawns
You’ve met the one but still they yawn
Tall and wearing an X – ray dress, smoke your cigarette
I’ve already seen right through your head

Fool’s virgin fantasies, can they handle the myth?
Can they handle the myth? Can they handle the
Fool’s virgin fantasies, can they handle the myth?
Can they handle the myth? Can they handle the.....

Forget the blinding bliss
Forget the sharks and stiffs
Forget the lines exist

David Laley 2009

"Broken Diamonds"

Fall out, fall out
Hold your head upto the violence
Give in, give in
Find someone you hold in silence
Make hay, make way
Carving words that only violate
Bulldozed, bull shit
Who’s side do you intend to imitate?

Someone seeks your soul to kill
Someone is bleeding from the thrill
Someone’s filling boxes in your head
Can you cope without the friends?

Hold on, hold out
Did you find what you were looking for?
Karma, calm down
Play the game you’ll only die against
Look in, watch out
Empty shapes misplaced and accountable
Fuck off, fucked up
Cut your hands on broken diamonds

Someone seeks your soul to kill
Someone is bleeding from the thrill
Someone’s filling boxes in your head
Can you cope without the friends?

A coward’s throne in a crooked house built from fractured skin
The same sounds, only a different era
A coward’s throne in a crooked house built from fractured skin
The same sounds, only a different era

Fuck off, fucked up
Cut your hands on broken diamonds
Fall out from the fall out

David Laley 2009

"Morphine"

Morphine couldn’t cure my dreams
Passion is too pure for me
They’re just erratic diversions
Incoherent but impulsive
Pilots will never search for me
Searching seeks profanity
There’s this crushing inertia
Over thrown and nailed to sequinned crosses

They never listen in
Only resist when there’s resistance
Pretend you’re listening
But remember where we’ve been

Mind over matter, a reckless lover
One careful owner, regardless of feeling
Regardless of our feelings

Mind over matter, a reckless lover
One careful owner, regardless of feeling
Regardless of our abstract feelings

I wasn’t listening
I couldn’t resist what i’d resisted
If you turned to listen in
Then please don’t forget

Mind over matter, a reckless lover
One careful owner, regardless of feeling
Regardless of our feelings

Mind over matter, a reckless lover
One careful owner, regardless of feeling
Regardless of our abstract feelings

True acts so tense of self defence
They’re just signs for secret martyrs
True acts so tense of self defence
They’re just signs, signs, signs for secret martyrs

David Laley July 2009

"Undefined Pain Event"

Undefined pain event
Crashing in your eyes like the cold blue sky
You’re the torn and tiff
Wearing out alive
One day you’re happy, the next day you’re dead

One sip cools the thoughts inside
One more bottle keeps the world outside
The wooden screams of an alchoholic
Supertition never sleeps
Surreal notions the curse abstains
Traffic jams cross futile plains
Through a common place lives a common fear
The Sun is setting today my dear

Unrefined hate defence
A state we vilify but I can’t recompense
Lavished in your land
Lament in the light
My ears are burning, but the lines are feint

One sip cools the thoughts inside
One more bottle keeps the world outside
The wooden screams of an alchoholic
Supertition never sleeps
Surreal notions the curse abstains
Traffic jams cross futile plains
Through a common place lives a common fear
The Sun is setting today my dear

One sip cools the thoughts inside
One more bottle keeps the world outside
The wooden screams of an alchoholic
Supertition never sleeps
Surreal notions the curse abstains
Traffic jams cross futile plains
Through a common place lives a common fear
The Sun is setting today my dear

Type writer juries telling tales
Of a journey damned to fail
The jagged themes of an alcoholic
Sentimental racked with guilt
Back firing plans smash you in the teeth
Driven insane by a puerile belief
Through a common place defy a common fear
The Sun sets today my dear

David Laley July 2009

"Ellee Macphee"

Jealous perfect sounds hibernating in the Sun
Can I get another round of girls acting glum?
Intervention, immersive, the clashing of android eyes
A ticket to the real world or passing diversionary smile?

Ellee, Ellee Macphee
Credence cracks a lover’s nation
Free us, fire us from sensation

Magnified in the crowd a symbol of offence
Pouring plastic hearts spending money for their part
Of rented intrusion no doctor can cure
The diffusion of fifteen hypocrits at work today

Ellee, Ellee Macphee
Credence cracks a lover’s nation
Free us, fire us from sensation

Jade, trade, tradgedy, who’s Ellee Macphee
Screaming can they have another mention
Breed us, bribe us to temptation

Ellee, Ellee Macphee
Credence cracks a lover’s nation
Free us, fire us from sensation

Jade, trade, tradgedy, who’s Ellee Macphee
Screaming can they have another mention
Breed us, bribe us to temptation

David Laley June 2009

"Limbo's Party"

Send for delays designed by the weak
Crash Heaven’s party coloured with goodness and treats
Our backs to the rebel rights of the fools
Reflect on Sunday
Centuries passed, punished in minutes

What the fuck were we doing singing this way
We could have sat upon our losses and reached another way

Woven in time is a process we’re told to save
We turned our backs for a second
Then came the whistles
Then they blew their whistles

Send for delays designed by the freaks
Crash Limbo’s party cursed with the calm of defeat
Our backs to the rebel rights of the cool
Reflect on Monday
A day’s only passed, punished in seconds

What the fuck were we doing singing this way
We could have sat upon our losses and reached another way

Woven in time is a process we’re told to save
We turned our backs for a second
Then came the whistles
Then they blew their whistles

David Laley June 2009

"Scenarios"

I stood on the tracks to play, with a vision I found hard to hate
I stood on the tracks to chase all remaining hope
A fool who thought his face was just a card board cut out shape
Locked up in an unforgiving maze
A million miles from home

Contemplate all the scenarios
Create a message and then sign below
Re-send it to those in control
And then hope you’re not alone

Hang onto a sunny day
Missions, mice, cast shades so pale
Hang onto a sunny day
Despair at the world wearing thin
Hang onto a sunny day
Visions, space, cast vapour trails
Hang onto a sunny day
They’re hidden from this town

My blues are part of my own suffering plans
Counteract the lines on your hands
Join all the dots to make the world go around
Maybe i’ll catch the last train home
Wake up from nocternal fear, the same facts painted on a different sphere
Confide in a closed story
And just hope that you find someone

Hang onto a sunny day
Missions, mice, cast shades so pale
Hang onto a sunny day
Despair at the world wearing thin
Hang onto a sunny day
Visions, space, cast vapour trails
Hang onto a sunny day
They’re hidden from this town

Hang onto a sunny day
Missions, mice, cast shades so pale
Hang onto a sunny day
Despair at the world wearing thin
Hang onto a sunny day
Visions, space, cast vapour trails
Hang onto a sunny day
They're hidden from this town

David Laley June 2009

"Colour Blind"

Don’t cry, you’re the dieing epitomy
A science of synergies, hope hides
Don’t cry, heal others honest skin
Hold crimes and a consequence
In the vaguest heights

Trying to control
All things unreasonable
All things commitable
All things lead to the fight

Home hype, give us a warning sign
An appliance of what may bes
Colour blind, colour blind

Cold hands, reach out to the picturesque
Crying and wonderful
In the vaguest of lights

Home hype, give us an end to find
Accomplish the what the will bes
Colour blind, colour blind

David Laley June 2009

"Stand the Other Way"

Take a closing breath
Between your heart and head
You’re fine
You’re fine
Return retiring sounds
(They’re weak and regress)
Stir up another day
A state of fixated shame

Stand the other way

Stand the other way

Stand the other way

Stand the other way

Stand the other way

Stand the other way

Reach out and redefine our future
Recharge, discharge a cotton face
Unerve a start unscathed

You’re fine
You’re fine

Stand the other way

David Laley June 2009

"Pictures From a Primitive Mess"

High fives and calendars collide
Broken opportunities beckon smiles of good riddance
So long, i've longed for some persistence
In keeping with the words for some realism
I'm reliving symmetries of a similar past
Life's leaving pictures from a primitive mess
Someone's shoulder to cry on
Has malfunctioned instead, wishing they'd lept from the well

And as I awoke in my bed
Having jumped through the deserts, over the ocean's fence
Leave for work under the influence of clarity
Dressed in sheets of the devisive and creative, forbid my dreams

I'm reliving symmetries of a similar past
Life's leaving pictures from a primitive mess
For someone's shoulder to lean on
Resolving symmetries in denile, in the distance
I'm blind, I blink, I wink at the soul of the little fun
Laying awake in my bed
On the phones amongst the islands
Just another empty filled and left to scream in the libraries
I'm receiving symmetries from a similar past

I'm receiving symmetries from a similar past
Life's leaving mysteries from a primitive mess
We've malfunctioned instead, our lives have lept from the well
We've malfunctioned instead, our lives have lept from the well

David "Mr L" Laley

"The Boss"

Slimey winters
Fight like ninjas
Shot and serviced in the head
Blood stained genius for the meaningless
You're the boss in your defence

Wide awake in our home land
Arise for the prize
Black and blue for the next round
Senile dementia wires up the wise

Spite for the spineless
We don't seem to mind this
Dragon Flies lead by the blind
The route we're bearing is hard of hearing
Teflon coating your defence

Wide awake in our home land
Arise for the prize
Black and blue for the next round
Senile dementia wires up the wise

Pardon me for breaking down the door
Pardon me for breaking your pause
Pardon me for breaking down the door
Pardon me for breaking your pause

Pardon me for breaking down your door
Pardon me for breaking your pause
Pardon me for breaking down the door
Pardon me for breaking your pause

David "Mr L" Laley

"A Convienient Truth"

Try now, forego, forget the first of everything
You're the incumbent of a never ending test
Signs show, lights glow, i'm told their swagger's an involuntary move
A convienient truth

Volley up a secret served
Teach us what they'll never learn
Shudder at the voice they've heard
Hypnotised by finding the profound

If the Bayeux Tapestry were to fall down, are we losing our touch or forgetting our words?
Let me pretend that convienience is natural progression making us worse

Rely now, smile proud, choosing is unfurling feelings stored
Unfurling feelings obscene and flawed
A plight's stroll, a fight's role
Write them off and reason with their pre-text

Volley up a secret served
Teach us what they'll never learn
Shudder at the voice they've heard
Hypnotised by finding the profound

If the Bayeux Tapestry were to fall down, are we losing our touch or forgetting our words?
Let me pretend that convienience is natural progression making us worse

David "Mr L" Laley

"Bad News"

Relive and prevail
A mind that's broken, banished by a winter's tale
Dynamite defused
Cherish the smiles
Covered by a coat of anger management prescribed
That isn't clue it's just bad news

Praise for the schools
They'll help you lose
Your gravel trapped
Cover up your tracks

More tempt than tame
Don't blame your parents for their burden or your games
Then bend the rules
Perished unsafe
A cataclysmic cauldron keeping us awake
Look for a clue but find bad news

Praise for the schools
They'll help you lose
Your gravel trapped
Cover up your tracks

Never call a bluff that's clear
Singled out and vexed with fear
Call

Praise for the schools
They'll help you lose
Your gravel trapped
Cover up your tracks

David "Mr L" Laley

"Seamless Sonnett Bursts"

Awake in the age of the unrelied
Caught up in Cat Skill pencilled climbs
Academic and drinking wine
All revved up with nowhere else to go
Blinded by an eclipse from head to toe
A world without walls fused by the Sun
Like a juggernaut passing we're sucked in

Seamless sonnett bursts
Seamless sonnett bursts

We just all moan when we're asleep
Lust for seminal visions we just can't keep
A momentary trick that's inked in our heads
Head, head, head

Swing, swing, sway through the bright lights of the lost
A night sky united by matchsticks and moths
All wrapped up in a twist of neon turns
Escape the gutter ghost's cracked bones

Seamless sonnett bursts
Seamless sonnett bursts
Bursts
If you feel mundane then start believing
If you feel worse then don't stop dreaming
If you feel better then let's go

Seamless sonnett bursts ( Don't go trapping everything )
Seamless sonnett bursts ( Don't go crashing into me )
Seamless sonnett bursts ( Don't go trapping everything )
Seamless sonnett bursts ( Don't go crashing into me )

David "Mr L" Laley

The Look Back Lists 2008

Having discussed, debated, argued and pontificated over everything music for the last fortnight it can only mean one thing:

January 1st has come around again and it's time showcase the good, the bad and ear drum bursting sounds I've allowed myself to listen to over the past 12 months; Quite a task with the amount of gigs, the odd festival and the sixtyfourhundred radio and tv channels i've enjoyed gracing my senses.

But here goes: "The Look Back Lists 2008"

Favourite Singles 2008
1. The Hold Steady - Stay Positive
2. The Hold Steady - Sequestered in Memphis
3. R.E.M - Hollow Man
4. Frank Turner - Long Live the Queen
5. Glasvegas - Geraldine

6. R.E.M - Supernatural Superserious
7. The Airborne Toxic Event - Gasoline
8. MGMT - Kids
9. Lightspeed Champion - Tell Me What It's Worth
10. Alphabeat - Fascination

Favourite Albums
1. The Hold Steady - Stay Positive
2. Frank Turner - Love, Ire and Song
3. R.E.M - Accelerate
4. The Music - Strength In Numbers
5. We Are Scientists - Brain Thrust Mastery
6. TV On The Radio - Dear Science
7. Weezer - Weezer
8. Subways - All or Nothing
9. The Wave Pictures - Instant Coffee Baby
10. Glasvegas - Glasvegas

Favourite Gigs/Performances
1. We Are Scientists - The Duchess
2. The Music - Vivaz
3. Vampire Weekend - NME Tent, Leeds Festival
4. Eels - York Opera House
5. Mercury Rev - Manchester Academy II
6. Frank Turner (Supporting Evan Dando) - The Duchess
7. Sons and Daughters - Fibbers
8. Okkervil River - Manchester Academy III
9. Yeasayer - NME Tent, Leeds Festival
10. Lovvers - Basement Bar

Change the Station
1. Pendulum - Propane Nightmares
2. Coldplay - Violet Hill
3. Ting Tings - Not My Name
4. Snow Patrol - Crack the Shutters
5. Kaiser Chiefs - Good Days and Bad Days
6. Verve - Love is Noise
7. Kid Rock - All Summer Long
8. Nickelback - Gotta Be Somebody
9. Kings of Leon - Use Somebody
10. Killers - Human