WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON

What the hell's going on

In this rotten relationship

I can't get in touch

When I want to touch

Or when I want to kiss

Or when I want to kill

Or when I want to just

Lie down in your arms

And rust

DON'T BE ASHAMED SISTER

Don't be ashamed sister

I'm only dancing

I know I'm out of step

Don't be ashamed

Must you turn your eyes away from me

The sight you see is real

I've been treading on the edge of life

With ambiguity

The dance is set

The tune is played

I can't keep up

I can't let go

I can't turn round

I can't stand still

I was caught in the real

Long long ago

Don't be alarmed sister

I'm only singing

And no one on first hearing is likely

To understand this song

Must you turn your eyes away from me

The sight you see is real

I've been treading on the edge of life

With ambiguity

The dance is set

The tune is played

I can't keep up

I can't let go

I can't turn round

I can't stand still

I was caught in the real

Long long ago

Don't be ashamed sister

I'm only dancing

I know I'm out of step

Don't be ashamed

COUNT YOUR LUCKY

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Count your lucky Be as plucky As your brain will Let you be Keep on trucking Don't keep ducking What you know You'll always be You'll always be What you became About the time You got your name About the time You realised What wasn't you Would mesmerise And so it has From then till now Not made much sense But anyhow You've got this far It could be worse You've still got money In your purse

So don't complain Enjoy the rain Stay on your feet Accept some pain But try to keep it To yourself What you can't keep Put on the shelf And leave it there Until you can Go sing a song Or hire a van Accept that you will Never be More than you were About age three Praise the roof above your head Praise the floor beneath your feet Praise the food upon your plate Beware a tendency to hate Or think you're more Than you can be Or that you were About age three

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DUMPED AND DUMPED

The place I have arrived at

Wasn’t really of my choosing

I can’t be sure where it is

The signs are quite confusing

There are mountains up ahead

With desert left and right

But with no sight of a place

To take refuge for a while

The car I was in

Was being driven by a stranger

Too engrossed in the ride

I didn’t recognise the danger

He professed to be kind

But kind was also blind

To the beauty we might find

If we’d gone a few more miles

There’s not much you can do

In such a situation

There’s much to be learned

If you survive Humiliation

Has a tendency to stop you

From reaching out again

But not reaching out’s

No remedy

For this sort of pain

Dumped and dumped

By the side of the road

The car sped off

Chucking dust up my nose

Eyes can’t see

Heart can’t breathe

Should have kept my hands

On the goddam wheel

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COMING OUT CLEAN

This song was has also had the title DON'T YOU TELL ME

Don't you tell me

What coming out can mean

Until you know how

To be mean

You say you mean what you say

But everything you say

Has a way of

Coming out clean

I see you're wearing a tie

Under a well cut collar

You've cut your hair

To the bone

I see you're looking at me

With an eyebrow raised

Asking why I prefer

To stay home

So you've dabbled on the edge

On a Saturday night

You're about to

Get in deep

Well when you do you'll discover

This time that it won't be

So easy

To come out sweet

Did you see Martina

In the space at the end

Of the tunnel

With a tear in her eye

Did you see Martina

In the space at the end

Of the tunnel

With a tear in her eye

Don't you tell me

What coming out can mean

Until you know how

To be mean

Repeat 

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A SKIMPY DRESS

All I was seeking
Was a skimpy dress

To cover up the bits

Unlikely to impress

But which allowed the legs

And the arms to go free

To be what arms and legs

Are supposed to be

On the move

Not hampered

By fear or cant

Or appearing

A disgrace

Like a body

Or a face

On the move

Less likely

To be held down

Lively even wild

And flailing around

Same with the song

I didn't want to cramp the limbs

But the bits in the middle

Were in need of some bling

Were in need of something other

To disguise the scrawny bits

That can make an ok song

Less pleasing to pitch

The same with the song

I wasn't looking for a robe

More of a covering

To keep it on the road

To where it might get sung

Even lighten the load

Of some who have no option

But to sing alone

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