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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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Track Name: It's Hell Out There
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
Track Name: Billy Fury Way
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
Track Name: The North Sea Fisherman
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
Track Name: Fantic Dreams (Of Sweet Sixteen)
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
Track Name: If The Beatles Had Never Existed
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
Track Name: October Rose
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
Track Name: (Life Is a Fucking) Fiasco
(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
Track Name: Oh Baby, What Have You Done?
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?
Track Name: No One Listens To Music Any More
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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