August 2011
July 2011
HACKS - Jon McClure.
Were all real people,
what they say about us ‘urts.
Slag us off, put us down,
come on, do your worst.
Thats the reason we mek’ music,
slaved us’ guts and out.
Cause’ am off tonight,
in corduroy trout, to tell us what’s in now.
How would he know anyway?
He wet him sen’ at school,
or is it fuckin’ suede fans now dictate what’s cool?
We...
You get so alone sometimes it just makes sense . ....
It bangs in the club and it falls to the floor,
and you feel a bit dizzy so you stand by the door,
and you just need a minute till you make your way out
and it’s nice just to talk and to not have to shout.
I’m sure I could amuse another kitchen sink drama,
but sometimes its bigger, it’s more panorama,
when you think, and you ponder, and you wonder a bit,
and your thinking...