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Whirlwind (Live)
02:57
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WHIRLWIND
We were standing in the middle of a whirlwind
trying to keep our feet on the ground
there were maps and papers all across the table
some of them had marks to be found - yeah,
some of them had clues to be found
Then we came across a man who would be righteous
and righteous was the name of the game
he was surrounded by a gang of freedom fighters
but no-one ever told us his name - no,
no one ever told us his name.
we were huddled in backroom where they organised the partners and
they gave us a number to call
and I remember you
exactly (as you do)
and wondered when you knew
we would be saved
We were standing in the middle of a whirlwind
trying to keep our feet on the ground yeah
trying to keep our feet on the ground
Then a truck arrived to take us to a safe house
somewhere we would never be found
but they kicked us all out just beyond the border
told us to go deep underground - yeah
told to go on underground
when we surfaced we were standing by the quayside
staring at a row of broken boats
they were making up the crew to sail at high tide
and you and I were press ganged by a vote - yeah
you and I we lost by just one vote
so we piled onto that frigate that was never meant for sea
although the captain was a man of the world
and I remember you
exactly (as you do)
and wondered when you knew
we would be saved
We were standing in the middle of a whirlwind
trying to keep our feet on the ground yeah
trying to keep our feet on the ground yeah
trying to keep our feet on the ground.
© 2014 Simon Scardanelli / Musica Scardanelli
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Talk About Glory (Live)
03:44
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TALK ABOUT GLORY
I’m just sitting here
getting fat drink a beer
think about life as it disappears
I’m just lazy
I never watch the evening news
it’s full of bad things that give me the blues
it’s crazy, makes me mad.
I’d rather be a five star general on a battlefield
talk about glory that’s a life you could be proud to live
I’m not bragging here
I’ve been everywhere
no, not abroad who’d want to live there anyway? -
it’s far to hot
I read it on a poster
or was it on a coaster?
I know about things you’d never understand
cos I read a lot - and I smoke pot....
I’d rather be Duncan Bannatyne
he has a lot of money and a car that shines
I’d rather be a five star general on a battlefield
talk about glory that’s a life you could be proud to live
I nearly had a girlfriend
very nice but in the end
I had to call it off
she came on far too rude
didn’t like Star Wars, Call Of Duty,
Game of Thrones
tried to teach her but she did not have the aptitude, or the skill.
I’d rather be an astronaut in space
they get a lot of women with that chiseled face
I’d rather be Duncan Bannatyne
he has a lot of money and a car that shines
I’d rather be a five star general on a battlefield
talk about glory that’s a life you could be proud to live
I’d rather be President Vladimir Putin
He has a lot of fun sticking it to the UN
I’d rather be an astronaut in space
they get a lot of women with that chiseled face
I’d rather be Duncan Banatyne
he has a lot of money and a car that shines
I’d rather be a five star general on a battlefield
talk about glory that’s a life you could be proud, you could be proud - to live.
© 2015 Simon Scardanelli / Musica Scardanelli
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ANNUAL GENERAL MEETING
All the lights in the ballroom
are burning like a thousand wells
lit up by the spark of crusaders
mission - burn in hell
still you take another swig of Dom Perignon
or Cristal or whatever gets you high
and drowns out your baying shareholders
while you set your dogs lose in the theatre of lies
did you say,
we’d be sorry
if we all
stood our ground
there’s a war
coming to you
here’s that sound
so let’s toast another year of prosperity
against the markets we have prevailed
set aside the fact, that we’re government backed because we’re
just too big to fail
so let’s crush another union and take away freedoms
in this fucked up welfare state
you don’t need the net of survival -
a bed or a roof or a square meal when you’ve got
the charity plate
did you say,
we’d be sorry
if we all
stood our ground
there’s a war
coming to you
here’s that sound
© 2014 Simon Scardanelli / Musica Scardanelli
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HOPES IN MY POCKET
I got hopes in my pocket
I got worlds in my head
I got some dreams in my suitcase
and something else in my bed
I got a shortage of reason
I can't tell you why
if I need something to believe in
I'll take the devil's side, I'll take the devil's side, I'll take the devil's side
Oh no, don’t tell me something I already know
I got a thing for disaster
seems to follow me around
got a black dog for a house mate
well I never wanted to be found
I must have been out there walking
in some sheet metal rain
poor little mutt he was howling
I thought it would ease my pain, thought it would ease my pain, thought it would ease my pain...
Oh no, don’t tell me something I already know
no, don’t tell me something I already know
I got more than I asked for
but I got less than I need
I got an abundance of cravings
They're going to feed my greed
it get's me up in the morning
this feeling of malcontent
but everything ends with a question
when nothing is heaven sent
Oh no, don’t tell me something I already know
no, don’t tell me something I already know
I used to work with the Robots
and they were beautiful
still ticking at 5 in the morning
with the sand room full
I would have been smoking those Marlboros
and drinking cranberry juice
I wonder what happened to Jaynee?
the ketamine set her loose...
I could have been somebody's brainchild
I could have been nobody's fool
and many's the time I've been attracted
to the wrong damn school
the school of hopeless causes
the school of follow me down
to the bottom of a mindfield
I'll wear the dunces crown
Oh no, don’t tell me something I already know
no, don’t tell me something I already know
Oh no, don’t tell me something I already know
don’t tell me something I already know
© 2014 Musica Scardanelli / Musica Scardanelli
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Days That Lie (Live)
05:11
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DAYS THAT LIE
I picked the holes in the score on the days that lied
count out the precious that I hold as the rules divide
the animals came in four by fours, made camp in the middle of the green
cut out the heart and the body soon learns to die.
Picked me up on a couple of words of war
me and the battle-done boys trying to settle the score
threw me in the back of a butcher's van, hit me with a lightning rod
to tell you the truth I really don't want to say more.
Those days
days that lie
those days
days that lie
Well I broke free to the strains of a victory song
crept to the edge of the camp then I was gone
took what I could carry - which was nothing much at all
headed for the river but the boat won't take me home
I walked for miles in the hills at a dangerous pace
with stones in my shoes and a wind that burned my face
I was buckled blue and all used up
they'd hung me out to die
cut me from the bottom of the list in a favoured race
Those days
days that lie
those days
days that lie
You can't buy silence and you can't sell a peace of mind
and a man can't trade what he's never had the luck to find
so put me in the middle of a hurricane
I'll never be a willow tree
better to be broken than bend to a crooked line
© 2014 Simon Scardanelli / Musica Scardanelli
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Wicked Love (Live)
05:04
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WICKED LOVE
Woh oh, woh oh, woh oh, woh oh.
Well I’ve been looking for the places finding only traces
down on the floor kicked out the door
shady lights and never know nights, when they get
cat cornered it’s a - holy fight
woh oh - no place I’d rather be
woh oh - home from home
I‘m gonna put on a clean shirt and when I get a phone
gonna call up every body - tell them I’m not home
wear a Zoot suit, a DM boot
Look like a film star a real tooty fruit
She said “je suis la belle, la femme de la craque”
I don’t need this - I don’t need the flack I was
Bound, gagged, caught in the middle
Caught in the middle of a wicked love
Bound, gagged, caught in the middle
Caught in the middle of a wicked love
Woh oh, woh oh, woh oh, woh oh
She’s gonna drive me to drink and petrify my liver
gonna get me in the papers gonna throw her in the river
I’ll be tried, fried, crucified and died
but I’d rather be un-dead than have her as my bride
She said “je suis la belle, plus grande de relief”
I don’t need this - I don’t need the grief I was
Bound, gagged, caught in the middle
Caught in the middle of a wicked love
Bound, gagged, caught in the middle
Caught in the middle of a wicked love
Bound, gagged, caught in the middle
Caught in the middle of a wicked love
Bound, gagged, caught in the middle
Caught in the middle of a wicked love
Woh oh, woh oh, etc
Well something tells me I gotta get clear
gotta get out of the city while I still got my ears
Rap to the left, crap to the right
Do you have to have that station on all damn night
She said “Je suis la belle, la belle de la jour”
I don’t need this - I can’t take no more I was
Bound, gagged, caught in the middle
Caught in the middle of a wicked love
Bound, gagged, caught in the middle
Caught in the middle of a wicked love
Bound, gagged, caught in the middle
Caught in the middle of a wicked love
Bound, gagged, caught in the middle
Caught in the middle of a wicked love
Ooh Ooh ooh etc.
Words and Music © 1988 Simon Scardanelli / Musica Scardanelli & Shark / Sharkadelic Music
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Simon Scardanelli Merléac, France
Simon Scardanelli is an English singer, songwriter & composer now based in Central Brittany,
France.
Currently working on his next album - a folk-opera which he will launch in early 2023.
A great live performer who has toured extensively, available for solo acoustic & amplified concerts as well as in trio with accordion & percussion..
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