Hi, so here's the last of the three songs's we've done together all based on lyrical ideas that Pauly sent me 9 months ago.
So here's a rather dark one, which I've tried to give a menacing, expansive treatment.
Anyway let us know what your feedback and thought. Thanks for listening.
neil
If you wanna have a pop at the oligarchy
Book a slot with my secretary
The door is always open - and all that malarkey
We’ve got leather chairs, you can have a spin
Might make some notes, look like we’re listening
While the knives in the kitchen - are all glistening
We’ve got so much in common, if you cut us we’d bleed
When your belly starts to rumble, don’t forget the hand that feeds
By now you must be starving
Don’t bite off more than you can chew
Open wide coz daddy’s carving
We’re in charge so it must be true
Self expression, so overrated
Careless thought eradicated
We all know what happens when the cat escapes
Freedom’s just a seductive illusion
So much better to avoid confusion
The truth is such a nebulous thing
It drives the wrong behaviour
So set the table and get to the back of the line
I might cut you a slice after I’ve had mine
By now you must be starving
Don’t bite off more than you can chew
Open wide coz daddy’s carving
Say your grace or daddy might carve you
With clarity of thought and purity of mind
Brandish your knife and fork. Now it’s time to dine
By now you must be starving
Don’t bite off more than you can chew
Open wide coz daddy’s carving
Say your grace or daddy might carve you
c Sands/Connor 2019