Joe Three

Forget all these clowns, that come to woo you, many without elan, as loud as their woes, harbour ships blow hooters, every song sings of home, not just what’s gone, that makes them swoon, but better than a throne, your face deadpan, in bars full of cruisers , you’d rather be on plan, nothing comes by chance, your eyes are ruined, everything comes to pass, head back she raises a laugh, what can they do to her, with hard countenance, strange in these ocean towns, these faded boozers, how they raise your crown, culled from the sewer.

Joe Two

why stay by the door, your face a savage hue, the hurt is swollen raw, no sense of ease, expect them now to Queue, you could never say please, be defined by whores, waiting here in the gloom, there's many in your cause, it’s bad on every street, no one hears good news, but no need to scream, still time to do your chores, make your life anew, sweat in the furious pause, don't shout and scream, spitting out your spume, only fools don’t heed, can't you hear them roar, were you ever the glue, for that long held cause, we're waiting for you

Kamala

If it’s in your blood, in this house of whispers, who says it’s no good, places you want to claim, haven't had justice, heavy hearts on rusted freeways, time goes bust, something vague is no bonus, being prepared’s a must, find another way, simply do what needs insist, knowledge is always gain, maybe we need a tug, sail on without a ship, when sun lifts the fog, search for love again, walk the middle distance, never bow to shame. an Ocean never floods, why make a fuss, many a life's in trouble, plenty here for all of us.

Joe

You'll pay a heavy score, my face is savage blue, hurt is swollen raw, no sense of ease, always in your Queue, you would never say please, I’m not divined by whores, Waiting here in the gloom, no footfall for your cause, it’s bad on every street, no one hears good news, but no need to scream, I hack at lonely chores, turn my life askew, sweat in furious pause, why shout and swear at me, spitting out your spume, only fools don’t heed, you rage and roar, you never were the glue, you pray at some lonely door, we’re already over you.

Martina Three

If it’s in your blood, in this house of whispers, who says it’s no good, places you want to claim, don't need a chorus, heavy hearts on belted freeways, time goes bust, something vague is no bonus, being prepared’s a must, find another way, simply do what time insists, knowledge is always gain, maybe you need a tug, sail away without a ship, when rain hits the dust, search for love again, walk the middle distance, never bow to shame. an Ocean never floods, why make a fuss, many a life's in trouble, plenty for all of us.

Martina Two

Is this how we imitate, our inventive best, when we twist and shake, open every door, try for the Apprentice, wake up sore, fuelled with what we take, like all the rest, we won’t hesitate, fools sing for applause, faith is the test, does two and two make four, the night's cool probate, scatters our innocence, no matter what cost resonates, with the drunken poor, they ask for our presence, they give us the floor, the search for fame, is the brand they blend, don’t sweep them away, they're our new friends

Maerina Two

Is this how we imitate, our inventive best, when we twist and shake, open every door, try for the Apprentice, wake up sore, fuelled with what we take, like all the rest, we won’t hesitate, fools sing for applause, faith is the test, does two and two make four, the night's cool probate, scatters our innocence, no matter what cost resonates, with the drunken poor, they ask for our presence, they give us the floor, the search for fame, is the brand they blend, don’t sweep them away, they're our new friends