Sunday, 22 November 2009

The searcher

VERSE
C
I was once
Am
A restless soul
C
Obsessive and needy and greedy
Am
No self-control
F
Always pushing through for another door
G
But I'm not a searcher, anymore

VERSE
I used to hunt
For that perfect someone
The perfect eyes, the perfect laugh
What we'd become
And it would be clear that it was me they'd adore
I'm not a searcher anymore

VERSE
I used to work
Work was everything
Pushing harder, must do more
But always missing out something
Yes I was a maniac I'm sure
But I'm not a searcher anymore

MIDDLE
Am
It took a lifetime
F
Of desperate quests
Am
Of soaring hope
C
And failed tests
Am
To finally see, that no one completes me
F
I was already whole and full before
G
I'm not a searcher anymore

VERSE
I used to pray
To a higher power
I begged for luck, begged for fortune
That he could empower
And that he would be merciful, I would implore
But I'm not a searcher anymore

VERSE
I followed teachers
I thought wiser than me
They'd guide me along, give me the answers
How best to be
That they could show me, what life was for
But I'm not a searcher anymore

VERSE
I've searched for hope, happiness and health
I've searched for fame, fortune and wealth
I've searched for love, truth and ideas
I've searched for things as they disappeared

VERSE
But I'm not a searcher anymore
I'm not a searcher anymore
I'm not a searcher
I'm not a searcher


Note: the lyrics might sound a bit corny but I was watching La Vie en Rose last night and waiting for "Non, je ne regrette rien" which only came at the end. And it reminded me of My Way and there was so much similarity between the two. 60s songs. Orchestra and harp. Sung by singers about to retire after a lifetime of excess. (Powerful songs and I thought I'd like to have one I really belt out like that. The loud singing goes down well in bars. Particularly from girls who have power and technique but nothing to say.)


I don't have a melody for it yet, and it will have to wait until I have a voice old enough to sing it (and it's actually true). 


It's also the angle I've been looking for to talk about religion. The frontal approach is too abrubt. It sounds like a pro-religious song until the end. I like grouping religion, alcohol, love, money and false prophets together as sins.

Saturday, 21 November 2009

I own this house


G
Well I might look quiet and I might look sweet
C
The cutest toddler you're ever going to meet
G                                         D
With a smile to burn a hole through the coldest hearts

But in my home you'll see a different scene
Where I enforce my own special regime
With the same tactics they use in the CIA

My favourite weapon is sleep deprivation
It messes with their mind and their sense of perception
Soon they'll give me all the things I crave

After two months of riding without any rest
They'll be ready for the final flex
I'll finish them off one night with a primal scream


CHORUS
G
I own this house
C
I own this house
D
I own this house
G
I own this house

I'm three foot tall and barely two

But I decide what we get to do
It's my world and they only live her

They're doomed to fail cos they play clean
I'm not to proud to be truly mean
I use piss and shit and food and I spread it around

They drive me to day care, I drive them to drink
You can take a kid to pre-school but you can’t make him think
I know enough words to make them jump through hoops

Still they're trying to teach me make me grow up fast
I’m in no hurry gonna make this last
You know you’ve got it made when there's people to wipe your arse

CHORUS

[Lead]

Sometimes they try and up the game
Take me out of my royal domain
But I got more tricks than you've got time to learn

Cruising along at 40,000 feet
200 people within ear reach
For the next nine hours, no one’s gonna sleep

CHORUS
I own this plane x4

The only thing that sours my fun
Is the thought that one day my time might come
When they’re Grandparents now their lot is mine

They’ll see me covered in a little guy’s shit
Pinning him down when he’s throwing a fit
And look over with a smile brewed 30 years

CHORUS
Who owns this house? X4

T-Rexmas: JSF's 2009 Christmas Album

All songs by Mr Marc Bolan.

DREAMY LADY - C

C Em Am C

C Em Am G D/F*


O dreamy lady
Won't you come
To my bed

Night is the right time
To get acquainted
With my head

In my bed

Star light is shinning
Silver baby hold me tight

Moon beams are twining
In the portals of my sight

You're so right
Na, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Will you still love me

Na, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Will you still love me

O dreamy lady
Won't you come
To my bed

Night is the right time
To get acquainted
With my head

In my bed

Na, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Will you still love me

Na, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Will you still love me

Oh dreamy lady


FOXY BOY - C

C – F – C – G – C – F – Am (F – G)

Girl won't you move close to me
Take me in your arms and groove me
Girl don't you ever miss a date
With your Foxy Boy


Girl won't you move close to me
Take me in your arms and groove me
Girl don't you ever miss a date
With your Foxy Boy


Am – Em – Am – Em – G
The nights are long
And my love grows strong
As I work all day
I dream a song

With words of love
You captured my soul
As we reached to hold
My heart you stole

CHORUS x2


With each dawn men are history born
A summer romance, a winter storm
My disco love that was destined to be
You kissed me hard, by a soulless sea

CHORUS x3

OVER THE FLATS - C

C – Am – F – G
I was dragged here from my old place
Turned from my old gang
Given a new face
My old man loved it
He had his garden
He had his papadoms
But my reputations gone

CHORUS
Flats, over the flats over the flats over the flats

I miss my friend called pete
He always looked so neat
He had those dancin feet
How will we ever meet

CHORUS

The chicks I used to know
Will never see me grow
Will never grasp my hand
When I’m a fighting man

CHORUS

Here no-one knows my name
People all look the same
I walk unnoted steps
They don't know my rep

CHORUS

Well I was born to move
With fire in my shoes
I’m an unnoticed boy
Just future’s toy

CHORUS x2

I’m just gone


RIDE A WHITE SWAN - E


E – A – E - B

Ride it on out like a bird in the sky ways
Ride it on out like you were a bird
Fly it all out like an eagle in a sunbeam
Ride it on out like you were a bird

Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days
Wear a tall hat and a tatooed gown
Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane
Wear your hair long, babe can't go wrong

Catch a bright star and a place it on your fore-head
Say a few spells and baby, there you go
Take a black cat and sit it on your shoulder
And in the morning you'll know all you know, oh

{LEAD}


Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days
Wear a tall hat and a tatooed gown
Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane
Wear your hair long, baby can't go wrong

Da-da-da-di-di-da, da-da-da-di-di-da ....



20th CENTURY BABY - F

F Dm
The highlight of my life was meeting you
F C

That windy autumn day at Malibu
Bf
Your diamond eyes that shine
F
The rubies of your mind
C Bf F
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby

Love comes but once to men, the wise men say
I knew that must be true, that L.A. day
Your face was heaven sent
My mind red hot to rent
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby

Doo-doo-doo-do-
Doo-doo-doo-do-
Your face was heaven sent
My mind red hot to rent
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby

The highlight of my life was meeting you
That windy autumn day at Malibu
Your diamond eyes that shine
The rubies of your mind
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby

Your diamond eyes that shine
The rubies of your mind
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby

HOT LOVE - G



G – G – G – C – Am – G

Well she's my woman of gold
And she's not very old - a ha ha
Well she's my woman of gold
And she's not very old - a ha ha
D – C – G

I don't mean to be bold, a-but a-may I hold your hand?

Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
I'm a labourer of love in my persian gloves - a ha ha

Well she's faster than most and she lives on the coast - a ha ha
Well she's faster than most and she lives on the coast - a ha ha
I'm her two-penny prince and I give her hot love - a ha ha

Take it down easy
Ow - ow - mh

[Lead]


Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
I'm her two-penny prince and I give her hot love - a ha ha

La-la-la-la-la-la-la....
Ooh ooh, oh don't you do ...
La-la-la-la-la-la-la....
Ooh ooh, lay it all down...
La-la-la-la-la-la-la....
Ooh ooh, jetzt kommt sie doch, mh ....
La-la-la-la-la-la-la....
Ooh ooh, mm-ba-ba-ba ....


LIFE’S A GAS - G


G Fill 1
I could have love you girl like a planet
G D Dsus4 D
I could have chained your heart to a star
C Am D
But it really doesn't matter at all
C Am D
No, it really doesn't matter at all
G
Life's a gas

G Fill 1
I could have built a house in the ocean
G D Dsus4 D
I could have placed our love in the sky
C Am D
But it really doesn't matter at all
C Am D
No, it really doesn't matter at all
G
Life's a gas

G Fill 1
I could have turned you into a priestess
G D Dsus4 D
I could have burned your faith in the sand

But it really doesn't matter at all
No, it really doesn't matter at all
Life's a gas


But it really doesn't matter at all
No, it really doesn't matter at all
Life's a gas, I hope it’s going to last


[Lead]


But it really doesn't matter at all
No, it really doesn't matter at all
Life's a gas



SOUL OF MY SUIT - G

G – C –D

Well you damaged the soul of my suit
You pulled my love out by the roots
But I'm not such a bad boy - oh no

You ravished the runes of my tunes
You put on the gloves of my loves
But you're not a bad girl - oh no

Rock and rolled it even strolled it, baby
Rock and rolled it, yeah
Rock and rolled it even strolled it, baby
Rock and rolled it, yeah, ooh

[Lead]

Well you damaged the soul of my suit
You pulled out my love by the roots
But I'm not such a bad boy - oh noooo

[Lead]

I love you, yeah x6


CHRISTMAS BOP – Bf

Bf – G#m – E – F#


Christmas

T. Rexmas
Christmas
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, yeah

Hey baby lend me your ear
Christmas time is drawing near
Get out your silk jeans
And your space shoes
I've got some sweet, wild, devastating news

CHORUS
Chrsitmas, here come the fun
Christmas, we're gonna have some fun
Christmas, gonna dance till we drop
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop

Yeah Christmas, summer's gone and snow's fallen down
I'm gonna miss that golden, surfing sound
But cold is bold and there's nothing wrong
With dressing sweet while I'm singing my song

CHORUS

[Lead]


Christmas Hey baby, lend me your ear
Christmas time is drawing near
Get on your silk jeans
And your space shoes
I've got some sweet, wild, devastating news

Yeah Christmas, summer's gone and snow's fallen down
I'm gonna miss that golden, surfing sound
But cold is bold and there's nothing wrong
With dressing sweet while I'm singing my song

Christmas
T. Rexmas
Christmas
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, yeah
[repeat Chorus to fade]

Disaster survival kit

(Capo 3rd fret)

VERSE 1
Em G
Did you put enough water in the kit to last us a week?
Did you work out the water filtration technique?
Do you have the torch and the radio and the batteries in your pack?
And local maps so we can know how to get back?

BRIDGE
C G
We'll only have a moment before the light begins to fade
Put it behind the door with the emergency first aid
D

CHORUS
G Em
Are you packed up, ready to go?
C D
We won't have much time to get out you

So come on pack up, ready to go


Packed up, ready to go
You know you're ready when the red light says now

VERSE
We could be driving for days and miles by night

CHORUS

Wednesday, 18 November 2009

Night's like these

(Capo 7th)

VERSE
C
It's on nights like these
G
When we are far apart
Em
A stillness sits inside
F
A melancholic in my heart

It's on nights like these
That my blessings mean so much
To be truly at one with all of this
I am thankful for the touch

It's on nights like these
When the world goes on alone
I would trade my cows and casings
To be locked inside our home

MIDDLE
Em Am
I look out across this city
With its lights and lives alive

I think of what goes on now
And what went on before

And of the things that are still to come
And what remains undone

VERSE
It's on nights like these
That I miss you more than words
To speak to nothing to the silence
And to know that I am heard

It's nights that these
That I feel something above
I take what I can from the letters
And they leave me with the love

It's nights like these x3

Sunday, 15 November 2009

Mortgage on mind

VERSE 1
E C#m
I’ve got my mortgage on my mind
It’s like a weight that presses all the time
An ever-present nagging fear
That threatens all the things I hold dear
It's my single greatest cause of stress
I'm under emotional duress

VERSE 2
Got my mortgage on my mind
My life is being undermined
It affects every decision I make
I’m living with my home at stake
And soon I think I'm going to crack
From the monkey living on my back

MIDDLE
Got my mortgage on my mind
My mortgage on mind
My mortgage on mind
My mortgage on mind

VERSE 3
I’ve got my mortgage on my mind
It’s all my greatest fears combined
It’s the noose that tightens around my neck
At the approach of every monthly cheque
The decision that I most regret
I’m becoming an emotional wreck

OUTRO
I’ve got my mortgage on my mind
My mortgage on mind
My mortgage on mind
My mortgage on mind
[Break]