RPM 2011 number 2. Inspired by an ex-friend of mine who had the most dazzling rose tinted glasses. Always used to envy the simplicity of his view and how nothing could ever get to him (everything gets to me).. since i knew him I know a lot of…

3rd one for RPM2011. This is an 'oh you'll never get to heaven' type affair inspired by a beer my mate introduced me too. The song is basically about drinking yourself to death and having one up on the healthy brigade having made a rather spectacular…

This song is sort of about making a clean break, killing off the lead character in your story and burying him along with all his sins before the inevitable happens, and the bad guy gets his. Initially came from a jam with my mate Ben Price who…

One of two pretty little interludes for the album, both of which are based around a guitar part Gary did for me. I've put different synth chords behind each of them to cover the two sides of the lady that inspired the full song, Jekyll & Hyde…

Thank you for being you No one else would do Thank you for being you You're all I ask for Too many nights alone tonight I'm coming home open up the wine cos I'm gonna be with the one who's shown Me the ways of old Women into wives…

A dramatisation of events from school.. hope 'Shaun' never hears this, and if he does, that he likes it in someway, and that things turned out alright in the end.. It was always rainin. It filled him up It summed it up So perfectly How nothing…

Jekyll and Hyde are both well and alive and they're living inside of home Jekyll is kind to me Smiles all the time to me Hyde is a wild arrow from a bow As much as Jekyll makes you smile If she drinks herself some wine You'll be the one that…

I had myself a séance, with shakespears players, brought some sooth sayers, Scribbled what they said with crayons Ohh, got me nowhere And so I called Steven Fry up, and put him in a line up Oscar Wilde, Wittengenstein, Einstein I need to aim…

I had myself a séance, with shakespears players, brought some sooth sayers, Scribbled what they said with crayons Ohh, got me nowhere And so I called Steven Fry up, and put him in a line up Oscar Wilde, Wittengenstein, Einstein I need to aim…

This time paying homage to grandpa. Did I miss any dead folks out this album? I often stop and think of William Up on Skinners Ridge He passed me on his way back down As I passed from being a kid A shame you’d say But aint that the way Things…