I wrote this one in collaboration with a friend. He was difficult to work with.
As expected he left me with only half the song finished, still I liked it n went off and finished it myself.
I play it on my live set. On first listening came the criticism. I told him to take what we did together and finish it himself. He took this advice with glazed eyes.
After I'd played it a few times over the following months he started to love it.
I think the subject matter is clear to percieve within the text.
I hope you enjoy it.
Whistles n' BellsWasting time, smoking cigarettes
Cigarettes
All is fine, she's got no regrets
No regrets. Everyone seems to be mad
Dressed to the nines, heart shaped lips
no-one to kiss
Whistles n bells, n' no more than this
more than this. Emptiness sells, blinking lights
Listen, I'm a natural, feel like an animal in the zoo
Next to impossible, almost too beautiful to be true
'til it happens to you
Lately, I've been eating brown leaves
Morning star
He's all I need, watching over me
Over me. Everyone seems to be mad
Wishin' I knew what the matter was
Matter was
You cannot tell what knowing does
Knowing does. Whistles n' bells, blinking lights
Maybe I'm an accident, passersby are standing around
One forgotten elephant the circus has long left town
I'm still around
Listen to the fork-tongued or the sweet song mockingbird
All you want is your fun, come th' dawn y' seem so absurd
Hey, have you not heard?
Everyone seems to be mad
Whistles n' Bells , Blinking Lights