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