googlyeyemakebetter
googlyeyemakebetter
constantinople
© Asbo Slipz 2021
From the album googlyeyemakebetter
So the wolf's at the door and there's nowhere to run to
We're all christian brothers but money is thicker than blood
Sent to make war on the cursed infidel
They cared more about gold and increasing their wealth
Sent to the East by a Papal decree
In the name of the Father to set Jerusalem free
Well they all made an oath to be christian soldiers
But it's really about getting rich in the process
Soldiers of fortune, a mercenary breed
Arrogant men full of hatred and greed
Itching for war and for what they can take
Dressing it up as a moral Crusade
Clearing a path to the Holy Land
Clearing a path to the Holy Land
Clearing a path to the Holy Land
A Byzantium Prince promised money and men
If they helped him recapture his throne again
They laid siege to the City and made him the King
But the people revolted, deposed him, then did him in
…....So the Crusaders made their resolve
There's a debt to be paid we were promised our gold
So we'll kick down the gates and we'll take what we're owed
For three days and nights they killed and they maimed
Raping the women and leaving a stain
On the Christian faith that they cannot clean off
Monsters and demons who follow the Cross
Ah-ah- Constantinople
Ah-ah- Constantinople
sing now and raise the dead
© Asbo Slipz 2021
From the album googlyeyemakebetter, 2021
We're squaring the circle, circling the square
We dance until the end and then who knows where
Move in the darkness, whistle through the night
You hear us calling then you might just want to hide
Stay out of sight
Don't make a sound
Safe in your bed
While we sing now and raise the dead
We move round the circle, circle is the key
We take the power from the earth, air and sea
Fire up the engine, fire in the hole
You hear us calling and you might just want to go
Deep underground
Don’t make no sound
Just hide your head
While we sing now and raise the dead
Shine in the moonlight, listen to the breeze
We hear the whisper of the birds, bees, grass, trees
Harder than iron, softer than a dove
We offer nothing but our love, nothing but our love
The power to heal
To break the spell
To open Hell's
Gate, we sing now and raise the dead
We'll sing until the morning, we're dancing up a storm
We'll sing until the morning, we're dancing up a storm
We'll sing until the morning, we're dancing up a storm
We'll sing until the morning, we're dancing up a storm
Before the dawn
We will be gone
We make a deal
To break the seal
The power to heal
To break the spell
To open Hell's
Gate, we sing now and raise the dead
We'll sing until the morning, we're dancing up a storm
We'll sing until the morning, we're dancing up a storm
can't wait to see your face again
© Asbo Slipz 2021
From the album googlyeyemakebetter, 2021
The stormy sky
Will always clear
The winter thaws
When spring is near
The stormy sky
Will always clear
The winter thaws
When spring is here
Green shoots everywhere
I'm looking forward to it, don't like the wintertime
The days are getting longer, I love it, it's coming
Out of the heart of darkness, I feel the sunshine
I smell the garden growing, the end of, the famine
So hope is springing forward, toward the summertime
We burst out of our prisons, touch and hug
Again, we will soon be free
Can't wait to see your face again
Now I can see
A ray of light
Imagining
The end in sight
I can almost taste it
It's been so hard to deal with, to be a prisoner
And it was really bitter, to miss ya, at Christmas
But now the chains are slipping, the door is opening
I'm in denial because, I can't quite, believe it
Hope springs eternal so I, hope this is happening
We're gonna party like it's nineteen ninety
Nine, we will soon be free
Can't wait to see your face again
So come on eveybody
I'll see you down at Angies, to sink a pint or three then
I’ll meet you at The Fountain, to toast our liberation
Let's head down to the Rene, to celebrate release day
I hear they got some bands on, let's go and watch them play and
Go dancing in the ruins, there is no sleep til Brooklyn
Well sleep is for the weak, sing until you
Can't speak, shout for freedom
Can't wait to see your face again
The stormy sky
Will always clear
The winter thaws
When spring is here
And it's almost here
And god I miss my fam'ly, can't wait to hold them tight
Sit round the fire pit and talk shit into the night
And god I miss the feeling that being close can bring
I guess I'm missing people, it's just a human thing
And if I ever tell ya I got no time for you
Make sure that your remind me, look me in the eyes
And ask me
Did you not learn anything?
Can't wait to see your face again
Can't wait to see your face again
Can't wait to see your face again
Can't wait to see your face again
its in your eyes
© Asbo Slipz 2021
From the album googlyeyemakebetter, 2021
(It's in your eyes, your eyes)
(It's in your eyes, your eyes)
(It's in your eyes, your eyes)
These days babe I'm rarely sober
Not much of a Casanova
It's true, I was antisocial
Before the virus went global
You tell me nothing is up but
Your poker face isn't that good
We need a break, need an escape
Before things start to go pear shaped
And I can see it in your face - you need space
(It's in your eyes, your eyes)
And I can feel it in your stare - you need air
(It's in your eyes, your eyes)
There's something missing from your touch - it’s too much for me to take
(It's in your eyes, your eyes)
I think we need a holiday
One day soon this will be over
Lets head down to Barcelona
Just chill and take in the sunshine
Cerveza, sangria, red wine?
I don't care, let's go to Rhyl or
Lands End or even to Blackpool
Just need a change in the scenery
Away from from all this machinery
And I can see it in your face - you need space
(It's in your eyes, your eyes)
And I can feel it in your stare - you need air
(It's in your eyes, your eyes)
There's something missing from your touch - it’s too much for me to take
(It's in your eyes, your eyes)
I think we need a holiday
Cut loose from our lives
Take a trip outside
Head into the sun
Go and have some fun
Even just a day
Would take these blues away
So
Get your shoes on let's take a picture
On the beach
Sandcastles, maybe an ice cream
And I can see it in your face - you need space
(It's in your eyes, your eyes)
And I can feel it in your stare - you need air, fresh air
(It's in your eyes, your eyes)
There's something missing from your touch - it’s too much for me to take
(It's in your eyes, your eyes)
I think we need a holiday
It's in your eyes (It's in your eyes, your eyes)
I see it in your eyes (It's in your eyes, your eyes)
It's in your eyes (It's in your eyes, your eyes)
I can see it in your eyes (It's in your eyes, your eyes)
medea
© Asbo Slipz 2021
From the album googlyeyemakebetter, 2021
I guess it's true what they say about
Hell and a woman scorned
After ten years of loyalty
You dropped me for that whore
So her dad might be royalty
You're climbing up the tree
Leaving me with the quandary
Of how to show you
How I'm feeling, lost and reeling
Raging, burning, cold as sword steel
Making plans to bring you to heel
I know when all is said and done
You'll regret the day you
Messed with me
Well Titan blood runs in my veins
And I'm a river goddess too
So it should come as no surprise
Got some chops, got some moves
Call it witchcraft I don't care
Call it magic in the air
Please accept these wedding gifts
Give them to your bitch I'm
Sure that she will not reject this
Dress and golden coronet I've
Poisoned both to hasten death's kiss
I know when all is said and done
You'll regret the day you
Messed with me
So I heard that your wedding day
Went off pretty much to script
I didn't plan to kill the King
It was just an accident
Now it seems I'm the victim of
A patriarchal plot
Telling folk I killed our kids
Well I'll tell you I did
No such thing I tried to keep them
Safe from harm but they were taken
By the mob, the dregs of Corinth
Ripped them limb from limb in revenge
Now there's only you and me left
But I know now all is said and done
(Said and d-one)
But I know now all is said and done
(Said and d-one)
I know now all is said and done
You regret the day you
Messed with me
Messed with me
between the devil and the deep blue sea
© Asbo Slipz 2021
From the album googlyeyemakebetter, 2021
Time and time again I watch the clock as
Night turns into day, but I can't sleep 'cos
Somethings on my mind, an irritation
Searching for a sign, to find direction
I don't want to hurt you, said I never would do
But I've got the feeling, there is something missing
Should I stay or should I go? I don't know what to do
I'm hanging here, caught in limbo I am
Caught between the devil and the
Deep blue sea no-one can help me
Now I don't remember when the truth came to me
I realised that I was just not happy
Don't get me wrong it's not that I don't like you
I just don't feel the same way that I used to
This is hard to admit, and I'm not one to quit
Do I tell you lies and keep this hidden inside?
Between the devil and the deep blue sea I'm
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
Should I stay or should I go? I don't know what to do
I'm just hanging here, caught in limbo, you know
I would never hurt you, said I never would do
But I've got the feeling, there is something missing
Between the devil and the deep blue sea I'm
Between the devil and the deep blue sea I'm
Between the devil and the deep blue sea I'm
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
under the toad
© Asbo Slipz 2021
From the album googlyeyemakebetter, 2021
I got a - a bad feeling
There's someone walking down my spine
It's stopping me from breathing
Can't move my hands can't raise a smile
Black dog on the edge of
My peripheral vision
Back again for a show down
And he keeps on winning
I got a - a bad reaction
I can't get no satisfaction
There's a weight that is pulling on me
Under the water under the sea
(Well it's a) one for the money and the truth to be told
Two for the honey when you're shooting your load
Three for the things that you wish that you said
Four for the times that you wished you were dead
Five for the angels who show you the light
Six for the demons that watch you at night
Seven for the ferryman bringing you home
Ain't no fun when you're under the toad
No it ain't no fun when you're under the toad
No it ain't no fun when you're under the toad
Take another, another happy pill
Take another, another happy pill
I got a - a bad reaction
I can't get no satisfaction
There's a weight that is pulling on me
Under the water under the sea
(Well it's a) one for the money and the truth to be told
Two for the honey when you're shooting your load
Three for the things that you wish that you said
Four for the times that you wished you were dead
Five for the angels who show you the light
Six for the demons that watch you at night
Seven for the ferryman bringing you home
Ain't no fun when you're under the toad
Take another, another happy pill
Take another, another happy pill
Take another, another happy pill
Take another, another happy pill
No it ain't no fun when you're under the toad
No it ain't no fun when you're under the toad
weddensday
© Asbo Slipz 2021
From the album googlyeyemakebetter, 2021
Well it makes you wonder how we came to this place
Did the Old Gods leave us? Did we just turn away?
Do they walk among us, living smaller lives?
Do they miss the attention? Their memory still survives
We can hear their echoes, we can hear them call
In the words that we speak, in the days of the week
But we turned from glory, we accepted their Christ
Another fairy story - now we're paying the price
And I can't get my head round how this should come to be
Cos' I'm sure I would rather be drinking mead with the Valkyrie
Did it make us easy? Did it make us sedate?
When we gave up the old ways for the collection plate
We were mighty warriors, we were proud and free
We were brave adventurers from across the sea
But the years have changed us, we have lost our shine
We have lost our pathway in the mists of time
Hear our prayer All Father, in our hour of need
Hear our immigrant song - and bring us wisdom please
Now we come from the land of reality shows
From the soaraway sun, where the hot tubs glow
We are lost and living on our hands and knees
Hear our prayer All Father and bring us wisdom please
Well it makes me wonder why we came to this place
Did the Old Gods leave us? Did we just turn away?
And I can't get my head round how this should come to be
Cos' I'm sure I would rather be drinking mead with the Valkyrie
982 MHz
© Asbo Slipz 2021
From the album googlyeyemakebetter, 2021
It's hard to understand how many stars exist
How many planets could be home to other species
The probability that we are on our own
Seems pretty small when looking at the midnight sky and
So we listen for distant voices
Scan the heavens in case they're talking
Seeking glimpses amidst the chatter
Searching for a
Sign, a technosignature, a proof that there are minds
That work the same as ours, we listen to the stars
I heard they found a wave through electronic ears
A frequency that made them sit up and take notice
Was it a stellar burst? 982 Megahertz
That seemed to come from Proxima Centauri b, a
Planet close by a red dwarf star a
Candidate for some form of life
A hellish place with no night and day but
Could this be a
Sign, a technosignature, a proof that there are minds
That work the same as ours, we listen to the stars
I want to hope it's true but there are those that say
That there's no way, because of all the cosmic rays there's
Only the slightest chance that life could get a grip
Upon the edge, the ever present sunset strip but
Just imagine - if we had neighbours
Pretty local - it’s just four light years
Soon we'll send a probe, to say hello and
Let them know that they're not alone and
If they're out there, so close to home then
That would mean that the Universe is
Full of creatures, that evolution
Is more than just
Here, it's written in the sky, a proof that there are minds
That work the same as ours, we listen to the stars
snafu
© Asbo Slipz 2021
From the album googlyeyemakebetter, 2021
Raised from the deep, from my sleep
From a sweet dream that is fading fast
Speak in tongues, take a leak
While my brain is still engaging
Oh, hello again reality, wishing I was
Someone else instead of being me, hoping for a
Miracle to come and set me free, but I know I'm
Out of luck, it's situation normal, all fucked up
Crunch through the day, for my pay
Wrangling with things that make me die
On the inside, look away
While my soul is being strangled
And I dream of a better place, wishing I was
Somewhere else instead of in this space, hoping for a
Change to come but so far nothing does, and I know I'm
Out of luck, it's situation normal, all fucked up
It's not what I want
It's not what I need
It's not how I saw
The way that things would be
I'm alive, I will survive
Keep on going, live in hope not hate
There's a chance, circumstance
Can resolve before it's too late
And I know that I'm culpable, if I do the
Same time and again, get the same result
Need to modify the things I do if I want things to change
Be that butterfly and beat my wings and start a hurricane
Rock the casbah, roll the dice and take my chance
Whirling like a dervish in a dance
And with a little luck
And perhaps some fairy dust
It's situation normal, not fucked up