Ulla

Many a Baritone singer, makes no sense to me, starts my head ringing, your face pales the tide, poems dance by the sea, no need to ask why, can we ever make history, each morning released, what has passed by night, to laughter and Cafe's, beneath brown lights, tell stories as they ride, like sunshine at the beach, brings a taste of ease, bold circumstances believe, who makes us decide, demand of our own dreams, ask where love resides, like angels released ?

Tansy

Why live in a haze, fight battles with the wind, stuck down like cellophane, best not to moan, smoke your cigarettes thin, life is only a loan, now your back in the game, don't rsake over sand, know it's not the same, in your new clothes, dress up to the pins, you're not on your bones, make a step change, blow ten grand, find love instead of trade, if someone moans, says you have sinned, get out of that zone, liberated in your days, let your dreams expand, forget life in jail, be a legend.

Scarlett

Do we think of others, while screaming down the phone, the cross we bear of mothers, prayers for all those, who focus full blown, on summer's blue clothes, drumbeats hot streets smother, the daance we dance alone, men flit like flies uncovered, we can only suppose, what they want to bestow, is to wonder if we'll cope, why they try to bother, we will never know, our days filled with doubles, is it their wish to impose, Prada Versace Georgio, when we're out alone, playing dumb for trouble, our hand's a genuine force, rivers runs right through us, we enjoy the course.

Rosalie

We dream of justice, deflected tossed away, forget our insousciance, do we think of Solomon, never sought that reign, what were we thinking of, do we allow as citizens, fractious old remains, that enslave to prisons, calendars note only one, to lights a single page, how we fumble along, uncertain of questions, ask for the trial date, who of us bear witness, cigarettes smoked gone, try to have our say, frittered on our sons, the only saving grace.

Quiana

Doubt hollows out my night, makes me clasp ancient flame, waits for lamps to shine, when am most shot through, you’ll hear me straight, judge not on what to do, life comes beyond design, moments given over to pray, go buy some cheap wine, there are no avenues, I won’t look down again, we all pay our dues, laugh in gentler climes, no one else to blame, part of me is dying, don't need pointy shoes, arrange at Chess to play, guide me away from you, beyond a hold held tight, can't apply a tourniquet, squeeze out all my fright, take me home again.

Penelope

Don’t look at me and pause, give one of your sighs, seen those looks before, it's how I live now, not your interesting life, God you’re no pillow, all of those good causes, I was barely alive, so many conditional clauses, and all the time how, when you lived so right, you expected me to follow, it's how a story falls, about the way you cried, when I needed comfort, cold water brings no wows, warm easy cosy nights, you always carried a plough, never sailed on the tide.

Ophelia

You stroll off the meter, but you Won't see me, begging by the theatre, blow on polished fingers, at the Salon du Te,' hear policemen whisper, discuss fine places to be, sip Darjeeling, don't need to miss a beat, a guest of distinction, such a pleasure to meet, inform you who's singing, for all of those parties, you give by by the sea, brings them good company, do waves rise in rhythm, to remember our street, where in rags and rayon, you struggled to eat. .