"IT'S HELL OUT THERE" deluxe download

by John Moore

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1.
IT’S HELL OUT THERE The stranger waits upon the stairs He comes inside when you’re not there And sniffs your underwear It’s hell out there And Butterflies break on the wheel Could not outrun in party heels There’s danger everywhere It’s hell out there I love the summertime I love Bluebells in the spring Caught in the kissing gate with you Hear all nature sing The fires burning in the East Unleashed the beast the west released It's coming, say your prayers It’s hell out there Her dress is gold, her the dress is blue The trolls are coming after you Don’t let them ride inside your mind They'll break your heart a thousand times Don’t ever read beneath the line We'll leave those savages behind Whoever says romance is dead When there’s an app that gives you head? Any time, anywhere, It’s hell out there I love to walk with you on Hampstead Heath Safe beneath the trees Kiss by the viaduct True Love never leaves An angel came with golden hair Answer to every woman’s prayer Pursued by Russian bears, It’s hell out there And now Britannia leaves the stage Rolls up the drawbridge, seals the cage Its over, don’t be scared It's hell out there I hardly need anything, just you, me and you To live this day all over again To love you until the end To love you ‘til the end To love you ‘til the end The stranger waits upon the stairs He comes inside when you’re not there
2.
Billy Fury Way You’re going to lose your life today down on Billy Fury Way Rock and Roll won’t save you now that Billy’s gone away Halfway to Paradise via Paddington Green Take me up to heaven in a Leverton’s limousine We’re gathered here today to pay our last respects In a secret alleyway from this world to the next I measured out my life in barbershop mirrors How did I become so old? And is this the face that I deserve, is this what I deserve? As the light begins to fade and the shadows start to spread I see visions of a past life, nightwatchmen in my head Always the stranger up on the bridge, he signals at me I think I know who it is but it’s too dark to see Ancient coins wash up with every tide Place them here on my eyes Pay the riverman, pay the riverman As London dies You’re going to lose your life today down on Billy Fury Way Rock and Rock won’t save you now that Billy’s gone away
3.
THE NORTH SEA FISHERMAN I am the North Sea Fisherman, salt water in my veins Another night under the stars, out past the shipping lanes I am the North Sea Fisherman, not in heaven not in hell Out on the ocean, riding the swell Oh oh oh the North Sea Fisherman Oh oh oh the North Sea Fisherman I see the town lights in the distance But they won’t guide me home I left that congregation, the albatross has flown I had a wife I had a family, but I stayed away too long Too many nights under the stars When I got back they were gone Oh oh oh the North Sea Fisherman Oh oh oh the North Sea Fisherman Oh oh oh the North Sea Fisherman Oh oh oh oh There are monsters past the headland But I read from ancient maps This North Sea fisherman is never coming back There's a storm on the horizon, but it means nothing to me Only love will kill you, and I’m already lost at sea Constellations light the heavens, Andromeda knows my name Sometimes the mermaids dance for me Out past the shipping lanes The years at sea have taken their toll Bones picked clean, salt bleached white Fishing nets, filled with regrets But at least we’ve got the night But at least we’ve got the night But at least we’ve got the night But at least we’ve got the night I am the North Sea Fisherman, Salt water in my veins Too many nights under the stars will drive a man insane, will drive a man insane Will drive a man insane
4.
FANTIC DREAMS (OF SWEET 16) Fantic Dreams of Sweet Sixteen – can I start this machine? Engine screams - Fantic Dreams Fantic Dreams - blow out the candles, Fantic Dreams - step through the gears Fantic Dreams - hang off the handlebars Fantic Dreams race through the years Fantic Dreams Fantic Dreams Fantic Dreams Fantic Dreams Fantic Dreams I lie awake and my soul is hers to take Could it be first time lucky? Fantic Dreams the world’s your oyster Fantic Dream the road is kind Because she knows you’ll never come back and she knows that you won’t mind Because she’s met your kind before - jumping like a dog For something it can’t reach And it doesn’t know what it is but he’s begging her to teach Fantic Dreams the start of something Fantic Dreams you’re on the road There’s a world of possibilities but where’re going to go? Are you gonna ride around the town or are you gonna break for the border? Keep heading west you might get to California You’re gonna ride you’re gonna ride You’d gonna ride ride ride You’d better ride Fantic Dreams – stay off the motorway, We’ll get there some other way And if we break down we’ll sleep beneath the stars Fantic Dreams - you’re not a child Fantic Dreams nor yet a man Think about the next phase but you haven’t got a plan And you won’t get with the programme, you won’t climb on the wheel Find sympathetic ear who knows how you feel She knows that you’re hungry, she knows that you’re sure She knows that you don’t know just what ‘s got in store Because she’s met your type before, running for the exits Trying every door - to get out Because she’ seen your kind before, jumping like a dog - For something out of reach – And he doesn’t know what it is and he’s begging her to teach Are you gonna let them grind you down Or are you gonna break for the border? Just beyond the new estate there’s a new world order But you’d better ride you’re gonna ride You’d better ride ride ride You’d better ride Are you gonna ride around the town, Or are you going to break for the border? Keep heading west you might get to California But you’d better ride, you’d better ride, you’d better Ride ride ride ride ride May your lovers all be gentle may your memories be kind Sentimental journeys playing havoc with your mind Fantic Dreams Fantic Dreams you’re almost home Fantic Dreams won’t ever leave me alone Fantic Dreams don’t ever leave me alone Fantic dreams don’t ever leave the alone
5.
If The Beatles has never existed If The Beatles has never existed, we wouldn’t have been so twisted If the Beatles had never existed we wouldn’t be born If it wasn’t for Eleanor Rigby,it wouldn’t have come so quickly If The Beatles had never existed we wouldn’t be born And The Yellow Submarine, how those voices scared me, That I ran out of my home, and I saw the milk float crash And the milk ran down the hill And I knew they’d made it happen, and I knew they knew I knew And I’d have to keep it secret, yes I’d have to keep it secret Because I knew what they could do If The Beatles has never existed, we wouldn’t have been soon twisted If the Beatles had never existed we wouldn’t be born If the world had just listened to Dick Rowe, it would have been over long ago There isn’t a future here for guitar bands A child of three years old doesn’t need to know Where all the lonely people come from, And where they all belong With their faces kept in jars, and they’re buried with their names, No more fun and games, no more fun and games, No more fun and games, no more fun and games If the Beatles had never existed, would anyone have insisted? There isn’t a future here for guitar bands Now everywhere I go, I know they’ll be there somewhere keeping eyes on me, out of televisions, from a record sleeve And what they want to know is this: Is It safe? Is it safe John? Is it safe, is the secret safe with me? Is it safe? Is it safe John? Is the secret safe with me? If the Beatles had never existed, we would have been so twisted If the Beatles had never existed, we wouldn’t be born If the Beatles had never existed, we would have been so twisted If the Beatles had never existed, we wouldn’t be born
6.
October Rose 05:48
October Rose I was too busy writing love songs when the real thing came along I was looking for the words to a life I never knew All the old clichés, until the month of May Then I noticed you October Rose, more beautiful than I’d ever seen October Rose, and she was waiting there for me, only for me June and July, you smelt so good as I walked by You made me smile, glad to be alive I dreamed of you, I dreamt of better times August came, I got the nerve to ask your name You were shy, but you told me just the same October Rose October Rose, more beautiful than I’ve ever seen October Rose, and she was waiting only for me, only for me October Rose, the sweetest song that I’ll ever sing October Rose, October Rose Like Fireflies we buzzed the night, Intoxicated Spinning out in endless summer Over rivers over trees, over cities over seas Over you, over me, intoxicated In our sighs, in our screams, shooting stars in our dreams Fireflies, Intoxicated, Fireflies Fireflies, Fireflies, Fireflies, Intoxicated!!! September Rose, sitting in the sun with all your friends Up on the wall, laughing at it all ‘til summer ends And summer ends, you’ll be the last to fall October Rose, we were still young, but the world got old The days grew short and the nights turned cold October Rose November Rose, I looked for you but you were gone Now I’m alone October Rose October Rose, more beautiful than I’ve ever seen October Rose, and she was waiting there for me Only for me yeah! October Rose, more beautiful than I’d ever seen October Rose, and she was waiting only for me, only for me Only for me
7.
(Life Is A Fucking) Fiasco Can’t see the woods for the trees Can’t tell the wasps from the bees You want honey, but all you get is stung Tiny things drive you mad, little things make you sad When your friends die young but the arseholes love forever Life is a fucking fiasco, what a fucking fiasco Such a fucking fiasco Life is a fucking fiasco, what a fucking fiasco Such a fucking fiasco Broken dreams, sleepless nights Big What ifs? Think what might Just imagine if just one time you were right? Life is a fucking fiasco, what a fucking fiasco Such a fucking fiasco Life is a fucking fiasco, what a fucking fiasco But it’s gone in a flash I was a lover, but now I’m a dad But I still want all the things that I never had And I won’t rage against the dying of the light Because the days are too long, the world is all wrong And all my salad days are gone Raise a glass to success, to long life, happiness You’re a lucky one Please don’t drink your self to death Life is a fucking fiasco, what a fucking fiasco Such a fucking fiasco Life is a fucking fiasco, what a fucking fiasco Such a fucking fiasco Life is a fucking fiasco, what a fucking fiasco Such a fucking fiasco Life is a fucking fiasco, what a fucking fiasco Such a fucking fiasco
8.
Oh Baby What Have You Done? Oh baby where were you last night, coming back at midday? I called your friends, they didn’t seen you So where did you stay? Is there something, is there something that you need to confess? Was there someone else admiring the pattern of your dress? We made mistakes, but them’s the breaks, got too hot in the sun But now this heatwave is nearly over Oh baby, what have you done? He told you lies, he made you feel that you were never mine He crawled inside your weary mind and used whatever he could find He took his chance, you danced the dance, then came back to our door And when you told the truth, I didn’t hit the roof I sunk right through the floor I got complacent, took you for granted These were the seeds of destruction I planted And when they grew, I never knew That the poacher had his eye on you Swans and doves, they mate for life That’s what we should have done But you lost your faith in me baby And burnt up in the sun He broke our bond, and all beyond And laughed at your mistake And when you realized, it was all too late And in the morning, as the sky was crying And the damage was done The noose was tight around my neck And baby, our love had been hung No second chance could ever sweep the trail to his door And even if I never stopped loving you baby I can’t trust you anymore Donald Trump, that stupid chump is flying over our heads This overdose will soon be working, and baby I’ll be dead Now we cry our broken hearts out, there’s nowhere left to go Put the phone down baby, it’s too late The ambulance can go slow This razor’s edge is cold as life, sliding over my vein I can’t forgive you, I won’t outlive you Goodbye this world of pain Keep my urn by your bed, take the lid off sometimes Look inside, think about me Sprinkle ashes in your wine We made mistakes, but them’s the breaks, got too hot in the sun But now this heatwave is really over Oh baby, what have you done? Oh darling, what have you done? Oh baby, what have you done?
9.
No one Listens to Music Any More David Jones got into a fight Changed the colour of his eyes Muddy Waters record in his head, David Bomberg on his mind Smoked a Lucky on the Victoria line Those English fags are just uncouthed Strutted down to Dobell’s American Import section Died and went to heaven in the listening booth But no one listens to music anymore No one listens to music anymore Ivan Morrison put on the radio and watched it warm up Tuned it in to Luxemburg Lonnie Donegan was on the Rock Island Line Huddie Leadbetter was what he heard In the distance came a marching band It made a glorious sound Then the boy picked up his guitar, and never put it down No one listens to music, no one listens to music anymore We've fallen out of love with the world All the ravens have left the tower They still call it rock and roll But it doesn't have the power When King Curtis blew a Whiter Shade of Pale It sent us crashing through the floor But no one listens to music anymore When Johnny Thunders kicked it, when Poison Ivy licked it When Bo Diddley was the law But no one listens to music anymore David Jones got into a fight Changed the colour of his eyes And all the monsters in his head began to synthesise Sitting safe in Soho, keeping out of the rain Don't you love this English weather? Wrote a song got it wrong Screwed it up, tore it up then Stuck it back together No one listens to music, no one listens to music No one listens to music anymore We've fallen out of love with the world All the ravens have left the tower And every protest singer sounds like they just came down with the last shower When Lou Reed sang I’m Waiting for My Man Everybody knew the score But no one listens to music, no one listens to music No one listens to music anymore No one listens to music, no one listens to music No one listens to music anymore

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John Moore London, UK

John Moore, Singer, songwriter, guitar player, writer, poet, painter, thinker, importer of Absinthe, bipolar, insomniac, temperamental, cantankerous, occasionally amusing.
Loves books, cats and rock and roll.
Formerly of Black Box Recorder, and The Jesus and Mary Chain. Lives in London.
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