Johnny

Standing by an unlit lamp, a tree, a bridge, shaking, looking like a tramp, I listen to the news, someone else to berate, other cud to chew, better take a chance, if I play this game, either that or France, hoping I'm not askew, wondering what's to gain, singing out the blues, all this stuff about path, they c'n scatter my remains, no more wounds to lance, someone will bring a few, say Halleluja what a day, drink before we're screwed, cigarettes and laughs, beers drunk like champagne, life here's a dance, turning into rain.

Martha Four

I sing the joy of praise, see the creep of moon, new horizons not always great, you say you have to go, like you play the fool, laugh like a bag of stones, not content with any place, or single line of truth, life is your going rate, you want to plough alone, not enough to ground you, no one still at home, but roads are never straight, even when lit Blue, trouble's still to rake, never a game of thrones, take me if you want to, but not as a loan, since I've been away, tried to find some glue, but each night pray, you'll find an avenue.

Martha Three

Living here's no paradise, it never makes the news, this district isn't nice, could as well be nailed, stars and sea like glue, put some food on our plate, all we want's a better life, accept what we can do, not kill out of spite, our songs are still regaled, we need a better view, you wonder why we fail, this is how we die, little pieces each of you, don't need to ask us why, what has been created, boils way like stew, doesn't make for easy gaze, home no pale blue light, where we look for truth, naked street nights, no pretty hue.

Martha Two

Some nights I ask why, if we can ever atone, stars burn out and die, might as well be Mars, for all our credit goes, we're just about that far, you're gone within my sight, the wind is black and cold, you tell another lie, if its kids and dogs you want, don't keep getting stoned, buy new cars, can you hear me cry, running from a broken phone, it's not enough to sigh, call another Czar, to bring you back home, or stay where you are, a flame is not our right, the fire is not our home, when lightning rides the sky, warm your yellow bones.

Martha

You scatter all my needs, like ashes on the bar, ask if it brings serenity, blow away my pay, then fly afar, tut tut at terrible waste, I cling to the sea, like someone in a bottle, you won't set me free, it's a different age, you drive a fancy car, but still won't wait, what about my creed, that warm hazy fog, a path to childhood dreams, dancing on the waves, all the stuff you're not, pearls among the wreckage, say it's bad for me, songs leave too many scars, your face like an ice rink, what's going on?

Sal Four

Before my fame, I only thought of you, and the games we played, shadows pass in smoke, set against this failing truth, I'm broke, you threw away, my successful tunes, in that different age, at the hospice alone, can't see in the gloom, or your bones, I fell off the stage, I should have bloomed, made everyone happy, sung a simple Solo, lonely men soothed, on their way home, to begin again, it's hardly new, going down the Freeway, I'll think of you.

Sal Three

I have no need of you, stepping off this train, who are this crew, i wish to be alone, not see anyone anyway, on the streets or Metro, there is no clue, except these popinjays, asking me my due, you arranged the loans, tell them what to do, put jelly on your bones, don't give me your view, now the voice is raised, I am not your issue, before my groans, you tried to erase, everything I called home, truth is a bitter fruit, when the old man passed away, no one sang my blues, or even knelt to pray.

Sal Two

You wonder why I pray, when winter leaves, run to catch the train, make your bath with foam, giving is the need, our loving isn't done, I can't hold your face, forget the disease, catch horizons on my way, in the wind and stones, help me find my feet, assist our journey home, guide us through the forays, make sudden troubles ease, sometimes it isn't funny, each part of my bones, becomes amazingly free, now we're alone, d'you remember those days, our trips to the sea, the scrimped for holidays, our dance of Thebes?

Sal

You call this news, on these troubled nights, as if you knew, fire burns in the grate, don't tell me how to cry, those you left too late, the different crews, left hanging on the line, they loved you too, who cares what's real or fake, something deep inside, makes you a household name, isn't it time you fool, sighing in the tide, to think who care for you, no matter what you take, however you may try, hope is what you make, whole worlds sing your blues, rain clouds furl the sky, death brings no easy due, where you lie.

Sarah Four

I get the Heeby Jeebies, my soul strung out tight, someone better set me free, in his eyes amour, have to do what's right, roll the Eau de Cologne, don’t rock me gently, say everything's fine, I'm not your honey, a soup of lost hordes, all of them crying, rise up from the floor, I'm glamorous, perfect, serene, you kiss me quietly, do what others have dreamed, a perfect score, have I just died, draw a toil of water, a train near the sea, will swear to the night, let me reach the quays, blaze on fire.

Sarah Three

Can you identify, that easy thing, between moon and sky, what has been emptied, makes other parts slink, by this dockside, you don't need an inquiry, where truth is bling, and then buried, who needs a dime, when we all drink, at rich man's good time, some drive a Chevrolet, laugh as they fling, what makes them happy, each walk of life, ends in a blink, some kiss their wives, in summer's twilight, you might hear it ring, a bell on a kite, where all thoughts lie.

Sarah

Don't blame it on fate, that love doesn't exist, a trick played too late, the earth groans, like it has a stitch, it's not me gone home, will something change, depends who's playing this, it'd be a cheek to say, spin around my show, take music from the hits, scream them from your iphone, hearts spin in this space, tumble in the pits, waiting for a date, a dancer from another zone, with a yellow list, turns to me and goes, life's always a race, when you figure it, always shows its face, when something’s missing.

Asia Four

It's quiet here now, your once surly needs, more heat off your brow, I can see the waves, where praise be, you know what I give, there's cold in my bones, I lay back dearie me, my face like a stone, grant me the days, where I run carefree, through the fishing gates, men with barren tones, say have a drink on me, cry on my shoulder, they plead for a stay, beyond their wife's reason, I'm just the same, in the blue dawn, a chime in the Belfrey, I make my way home, look out at the sea.

Asia Three

It's quiet here now, after fifty years of need, her face smooth as stone, can still see the grave, where praise be, one day I'll be saved, we come here under snow, in the land of the free, why god knows, give me a place, where they love excessively, each day's a holiday, geese with barren tones, make my neck freeze, wrinkled on my shoulder, they honk on their way, late for the season, I'm just the same, in the blue dawn, stripped down like a tree, between here and home, protestants and property.

Asia Two

I still hear me Da, laughing like a foghorn, it seems so far, happy he's not barred, or left forlorn, my ma besides me starts, when she stamps the tar, like a man o war, he won't cross the arc, right from the off, between them torn, in spite of great hearts, it’s not in the charts, my son knows the score', they’ve gone too far, a trip to the park, lipstick, a shirt that’s worn, under burlap in a barn, she'll ask that tart, love has no form, things fall apart, eyes on the tidal zone

Asia

You keep trouble at bay, this life requires, any problems look away, they pester you for loans, your eyes seek the tide, you know you're not alone, stumble in the roaring Hades, dampen any desire, it's easy to be brave, scared to your bones, please note you're not a crier, will you take him home, an offering to be saved, like a cold fish knife, awaits a lonely fate, a sail on blue waves, among candlelit signs, is this what you crave, a lover of the rain, or burning pyre, not what is on your plate, but a soul on fire.

Robert Two

Gnaw at cause betrayed, charter bitter holy things, clutch them at your grave, maybe you afford the truth, everyone's your cling, notes arrive just on cue, what a song they make, some curdled love they bring, everyone hides their face, you are a child of few, laughter is a wedding ring, who murders contrite news, smoke cigarettes in the rain, when called upon to sing, life is no field day, watching ships in the nude, you really love this training, salt blows away the Blues, gamble it all and say, life to me is nothing, can't kid bleak calendars page, or bright untidy coffin.

Robert

I'll have you know, what people feel, almost in the bones, that jilted smile's a strain, squirming in the creel, they see it anyway, take your time and blow, this nights without a wheel, the river always flows, why ask for rain, peer in mountain streams, they won't crow your pain, nothing to bestow, with other crazy schemes, your life's no picture show, a long time away, to live without appeal, now face each coming day, you don't have to borrow, or see how you've been, stay to warm your toes, maybe dream.

Roberta

Forget all these clowns, that come to woo her, half without elan, as loud as her woes, ships blow their hooters, every song sings of home, not just from France, but around each corner, who can fault her tan, she glides without a throne, the bars are full of losers, she'd rather be alone, nothing hits by chance, her certain eyes are ruined, everything comes to pass, barefoot she tries to laugh, she could never share, their hard countenance, strange that bearing down, should be a schooner, no sound of a police van, upsets this cruiser.

Martina Four

You'll pay a heavy score, my face is savage blue, love is raw, no sense of ease, always back of your Queue, you never once say please, are you divined by whores, sitting there in bloom, a fool for your cause, there's bad on this street, need you there for news, a flutter or a dream, hacking out your chores, you turn my life askew, I sweat in furious pause, can't you even see, they dance on the moon, like you used to breeze, why my lover roars, you never were my glue, sticking in my craw, your head full of tunes.

Martina Three

If trouble's in your blood, in this house of whispers, who says it does no good, places you can name, don't need a chorus, to repeat all that shame, times they say you should, be prepared for this, or go nuts, they'll find another Cain, simply do what they insist, knowledge is sometimes crazy, maybe you feel a tug, going away without a ship, rain will crack like dust, now you're born again, walk the middle distance, the Ocean is your frame, why make a fuss, or carry yellow lists, you can't beat their diagnosis, just dance among the bits

Martina Two

How little we levitate, to our inventive best, we sneer, berate, open every door, who can mend our fences, and not get bored, shattered we begin to slake, drink like all the rest, don't stop or hesitate, fools sing forever more, bring us to the test, ask what's the score, the night's cool probate, resides at rest, no matter what toil it takes, forbidden troubadours, demand our presence, leave us forlorn, but twist and shake, at the Cask or blend, this beats the pain, my good friends.

Martina

Is this really the place, to start to cry, when even love's ashamed, ways around you show, the beat of your time, there's nowhere else to go, soaked on the ocean main, the desolate airlines you fly, you never try to calculate, what you need to know, no longer sails the sky, wooden box or lonely blow, you once jumped bail, county lines safe to climb, beyond the spike of jail, your lips can't atone, news to my constant lies, or see a heart grow cold, it's not easy to explain, what's going on inside, seeing pain across your face, your eyes full of why?

Shaun Three

I'm forever beat, even with a common air, but hope rescues everything, when I need love, heaven is a place to share, sometimes with a little shove, in debt gone to seed, have a go at taking care, it's not easy being free, get dressed feel the tug, never short of prayer, a signal to up above, I know how to keep, a wooden house and chair, drink is my sole conceit, somewhere I can dream, terrible faces stamp on stairs, lit up like kerosene, can everyone see, the gaps between my hair, do I need new teeth, a smile gets you anywhere

Sean Two

They tell me get a grip, strangers grasp me from below, they can really give some lip, I don't need drugs to pray, sooth my bones, find the need to get away, stowaways make surly trips, manacled wretched clones, others take a coin and flip, hollow jokes and spirits fray, down unforgiving zones, a lie in everything they say, they make your spirits dip, like alcoholic dojos, with another 'script, don't ask me how I sleep, or even want to atone, when faith makes a leap, you wonder why I slip, for every childhood groan, on my coffin ship, I sail away for home.

Sean

You like strong tea, tears lachrymose, to fill up the sea, never one to atone, you let yourself go , take out the thorns, jokes your repartee, might have once been so, your head starts to ease, replace time with certainty, the moon fills your dome, you'll always have needs, the scorn they pour down, why beat that drum, where is your home, you're not like a fiddly, or one to roam, just want to believe, the kids that have gone, their mother alone, whisky a scouring stone, when they all leave, do you mop your brow, walk to the lavatory, admit that you're wrong

Raith Four

It's been a while, but there you go, you're no longer a child, when women start to pray, or when the cock crows, you'll have your say, no need to find, what you already own, deep in your smile, a star shows the way, frozen in your bones, there are not many trains, say you don't mind, you'd rather come alone, whatever the time, stay here a while, wrapped against the snow, you have great style, we sit by a fire, listening to the blow, your eyes look wild, lost in your soul.

Raith Three

A diagnosis only half true, she smells the Limes, asks what's wrong with you, acts like she knows, the ties that bind, blow hard on her bones, hope brings you truth, what can't be put right, except there's no clue, she won't be alone, in this cosy light, sits watching the crows, has to keep going through evening and night, when the kids 'phone, she sits near the flue, it's not a crime, for a fire to bring news, says she'll be fine, drink gets her through, a strange time, to wonder what's due?

Raith Two

Time breeds uncertainty, the shouting and fighting, the furious unease, don't need the news, to tell me what's right, or sink down a few, winter's like the heating, lilac as the night, it captures the need, find another avenue, some morning light, who needs this curfew, the walls are like treacle, what's down the line, before it's seized, need to find the screw, unlock my eyes, it's dark in this milieu, good reasons to scream, wonders if there's fire, or head for the sea, got to keep happy.