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Ghost Writer
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Download The Nasty Angels CD FREE FREE FREE from Prosity Records: Go on go on go on go on - go there and download music for free We are based in Newcastle Upon Tyne (North East England) and are often found hanging around open mic nights............The Earl Grey in Gosforth on a Sunday Evening (A Paul Jackson Spectacular), The Carriage - Jesmond on a Wednesday (this is run by The Runwells - the best band around in the whole universe) and a Sunday (The Dharma Banana - stalwarts of The Newcastle original music scene). If you'd like to hear more of the stuff we knock out, raw songs and the band practising, then have a look at the "music", please do. Bob Dylan is my top artist of all time and no-one will ever top Bringing It All Back Home, Highway 61 Revisited and Blonde on Blonde (all in one year man !) - not in my opinion anyway. If you have a different opinion you are welcome to it - but you are wrong ! I also love the songs of Morrissey (maybe it's because I'm from Manchester - where the King is Denis Law........) and Shane MacGowan. The Ian Siegal Band (www.iansiegal.com) are the gig I most enjoy these days - ALWAYS get to see them if you get chance. Mark Sandman and Morphine are a constant source of inspiration - love the sound they have. I have been involved with local bands since about 1978 and in all honesty, they have not amounted to very much and I conclude I am a slow learner - however - after a short but enjoyable spell trying to play drums in a friends band I realised that I enjoyed working on original material. I got 3 albums out on Prosity Records (www.prosity.blogspot.com) thanks to the legendary Dan Tindall an all time great pioneer of low cost Hi-Fi and original acoustic music - the music is FREE; some people seem to prefer paying lottsa money for shitbox albums by industry performers - my advice "do like Bob says - when you see a crowd go the other way !" and go to Prosity (well Bob didbn't say that last bit but I'm sure he would approve)
Song Info
Genre
Rock Folk Rock
Charts
Peak #365
Peak in subgenre #35
Author
A Neckender
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ANeckender Music
Uploaded
February 08, 2008
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MP3 9.8 MB 128 kbps 10:40
Lyrics
I’m a ghost writer I write about the afterlife And it’s nothin’ like they told yer Do you accept my explanation They been giving you mis-information It’s nothing like they said it would be You always hurt the one you love And in my case that is me I was blessed by God above With stupidity And time stopped when I left the city Now I just got the Vegas recollections Your husband wants to hit me When I walk in your direction And this poetry is a pisser I keep thinkin’ of ways to say I miss yer There’s a high body count around here You can still count on mine my dear I work for the cannibal As a head waiter She don’t serve no vegetables But Egon Ronay rates her She’s a b*** and she never pays me Some time sooner or later Something makes yer crazy Howling with Coyotes Time, money or women Archbishop Baldwin The Cross Keys of St Peter Is a new life callin ? I can’t wait to meet yer When I pulled down the pillars of faith I think I only made things worse The stone tablets of evil In the back of my big black hearse This world is mostly a mess But I did like your little black dress Life is short love is compressed The size of your heart and the speed of your breath And all lives are wasted It’s a fact why don’t we face it I’m a god of time I hide in doorways I’m out of line but you can’t ignore me Have you ever cried Have you ever been on the losing side Like maybe the day Elvis died He should’ve tried immortality Like Bob Dylan I’m big and bold like a Portsmouth spider Black as a pint of Guinness She drives me crazy but I like her What a crazy life this is People laughing make me sad They got noting I never had Babylon is long gone We democaratised everyone We even gave them the bomb They cann’t handle the power It drags them lower and lower Lowest common denominator Don’t give them the detonator A flower stuck in a vase Stuck beneath the stars I always back down I got a cowards mind I’m nine hundred and ninety nine Looking out for the danger sign Health is my prime consideration Bide my time I don’t need damnation I want to be the ruler Of a sizeable urban area Put it down to the power of prayer The revolution is here Now is my hour I know I can handle power Relinquished all my personal effects And it’s time I made a start I want to pay my last respects Before I rip out your black evil heart Dangerous people have dreams And I got a mind for alternative schemes I left love behind Kicked her out of my mind I’m happy to discuss it And I got time - no need to rush it I live for existentialism A Now City citizen An affordable fashion fan Walking like an orang-utan How come I can see the future ? Before it ever gets here It was the same the last time the world ended I knew it was gonna happen I was feeling apocalyptic But then I fell asleep and I missed it I am the master A high ranking Rasta The Omnipotent one Is long gone A new Messiah To set this earth on fire I am John Dillinger And I’m busy killing yer Just trying to free my mind But I’m running out of time………………….. I’m in a lift – that keeps going down On the back road out of town Wreck on the highway A dead bird on the highway I fell from the skyway Broken love – I broke it Where there’s life I choke it I live in the age of foolishness The wrong speech and I spoke it So can you read – the mirror writing ? Are you working on the Code ? In the gloom of the catacombs Destruction down below I’m flying on a broken arrow No-one knows I dive like Swifts and swallows I’m turning back time this time Surfing on a gravity wave I’m following the Rose Line The future is safe
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