Tuesday, February 15, 2005

Get your FTMT here, there and on-line

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Sunday, February 13, 2005

$aving Europe

Don't forget to try out www.impossiblesongs.com the original and best - or

http://mperia.com/artists/impossible_songs only 88cents a download! And what fantastic quality! And a bit of blogging also, and gigs, and other stuff, and other people.

$aving Europe

A dying breed from yesterday
The heavens opened and took them away
The crows did a fine flying display
We promised to live eternally

The people march then pound the door
The common views are heard no more
Celebrity and trivia run the show
While we lay back, go with the flow.

The Polit bureau face to face
Smile as they conquer, fill each parking space
Their greatest hits, accomplished grace
All bend and scrape to take their place.

You drunken, smoking bastard yobs
Expect degrees and cushy jobs
This country once was run by snobs
Or held to account by angry mobs.

Then with their weapons set to stun
The troops are marshalled in Belgium
They out manoeuvre everyone
And pledge their loyalty to the sun.

Don’t fall in love with just any whore
You pay everything, but she wants more
And take the money from the night before
As you look out the window, she’s out the door.

We’ve tailored you a future bright
With enterprise and shining light
Our yes means no, our no means shite
Believe them or just what you like.

The golden isle, this home of law
The backbone of the planet’s flaws
We gave religion, doubt, guilt and god
We don’t know why, we say “because….”

Poison me with these here onions would you?


My lover wants to poison me with onions
Some strange and vegetable plot
Some unspeakable sexual act
It’s a matter of fact
In onion soup, in strange green fries
Deep in the heart of Chinese recipes
Messages, ciphers and intrigue
Cookery and chicanery lay siege
To the wok and saucepan
A culinary master plan
Whatever the consequences be
My onion poisoning lover she
Prepares an overdose to comatose
And settle me and bury me
By some sunny south facing wall

Where onions shoot up straight and tall.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

Time Travel - DIY

If E=mc2 then in order to release E supply c to me/you/whatever.C = the speed of light = light moving. I am not conscious of how to find light that is not moving and any light I find must be moving so if E=mc2 then to release E apply light as we know it.

Another Handy Hint on how to do things from Ali

links, links & ideas for an evening

http://www.mperia.com/displayfull.php?searchby=artist&id=8850

or

http://fairytalemanagement.blogspot.com

or

Why not just switch on the TV, grab a beer, put your feet up, relax, enjoy the soaps or footie, walk the dawg, shave the cow, spike the sphinx, tear down the garden shed, read the funnies, fun the readies, attack an idle shark, spray a prayer, get layered, feed the furnace, unzip an apple, paint a chapel's ceiling, unplug that axe, melt some wax, catch some razors, wipe your fears, erase your back axle, twist the headphones, worship your mazda, pick a new nostril, make yours a mackeral, storm iraq, $ave america, stone those pesky crows, pull up the little weeds, say a few kind words, vote for higher tolls, eat sticks, tighten up your machine heads, sing at out of the bedroom, feel free, tell them all it's nothing to do with me, download us, explode us, ignore us, grow on us, make an extra-marital gesture, rest your weary eyes upon the open road, fly to venice, talk sense for a change...but don't act strange.

Time Sucks

E=MC2 at times

Time Sucks

It’s amazing how much time you’ve really got
You think it’s slipping by, but then it’s not
Believe all that you like but let me say
There’s time for everything in everyday.

Don’t start to panic
Don’t get too manic
Time is elastic
See it bend round the planet.

It doesn’t scare me now, things that may come
Face the future sticking out you’re big red tongue
What’s not cant hurt you, what is you can’t control
What’s never been, cannot be seen, so let it go.

Don’t start to panic
Don’t get too manic
Time is elastic
See it bend round the planet.

Time sucks time sucks

Einstein never meant to mix us up
Things that matter are here and now today
And the sun is only eight minutes away.

Time sucks time sucks

Don’t start to panic
Don’t get too manic
Time is elastic
See it just bend round the planet.

Review - 27/01/05

Thanks to Scott for writing this rather nice review from an evening at OOTB - http://www.outofthebedroom.co.uk Edinburgh's No1 live singer/songwriter night. Waverley Bar (upstairs) 27th Jan 05. As ever www.impossiblesongs.com gives more info.

Scott @OOTB -27/01/05

"Impossible Songs then stormed onstage for their first showing of the year; well, John sort of whinged his way up, saying he used to be able to sing, play and have hair like Rob's... He can still rock with the best of them, though, as he proved by kicking into ‘Cold Fish, IS's dual-vocal groove, and proclaimed "let's go and have an accident" (this song, and the cross-legged thousands, were actually the inspiration for the second break). Ali then, after a moment of making sure all was well in the voice department, took centre stage for the well-oiled 'Happy Like', introduced by John as 'a song about train-riding in Japan on Prozac". There's quite a chilling aspect to the sound of this track, which the “kamikaze”-based vocals bear out ( "liked the food, liked the trains, baby, turned really strange"), and John worked some nice wee showboating 'jelly' rolls into the chorus as well. Final song was 'Dancing', which can be obtained for free, if the Impossibles have promo discs with them; a song about insecurities and inter-relationship gamesmanship, Ali warns "the wolf in sheep's clothing", that she "might wear you down and out with my love" (wolves are in for a hard time tonight, as you'll discover...). Another passionate vocal from Ms Hutton."

Two poems by Olivia

Pancakes

I love pancakes, with golden syrup
It falls onto my pancakes
And melts all runny
And feels funny
Which runs down to my tummy.
They are golden brown
And they’re nice and round
Hot from the pan
Syrup from a can
Butter from the fridge
Dripping from the edge.
I ate two
And didn’t give any to you.

By Olivia.


Syrus

Syrus is shy
And doesn’t like flies
He likes to go outside
And hide
And seek
He likes to roll in the mud
With his paw prints thud, thud, thud.
He is not friends with dogs
Or jumping frogs
From the waterfall
He doesn’t like them at all
He eats his dinner from a silver dish
He likes to eat fish
And chips
He sleeps and counts sheep
He peeps with his little eye
And says,
“Bye bye!”


By Olivia.







Wednesday, February 02, 2005

heartburst - all the lyrics

Here are the complete set of lyrics from our CD "heartburst", by popular demand...

buy from us direct or via www.impossiblesongs.com

heartburst

heartburst feel the pressure love joy peace or pain
filling up and spilling over forcing tiny teardrops again
heartbeat made to measure before it all began
incomplete without each other hard to see it hard to understand

a special time a seam of gold a butterfly mine a tale untold fluttering by wanting free urging it happen let destiny be a special time sky of stars musical rhyme cage without bars sparkling high invisibly be silvery trails through history see

heartburst feel the pressure love joy peace or pain
filling up and spilling over forcing tiny teardrops again
heartbeat made to measure before it all began
incomplete without each other believing in it still don't understand

butterfly on the moon

you did not have strong feelings for me
sleep in peace at night
happy living on independently
emotionally light

it was so real so real for me
it was so real so real
it is so gone so gone from me
it is so gone so gone

you did not have strong feelings for me
sleep in peace at night
happy living on independently

you did not have strong feelings for me
sleep in peace at night
happy living on independently
emotionally light

you did not have strong feelings
you did not have strong feelings
you did not have strong feelings
but you made it real for me
but you made it real for me

emotionally light

how many miles left in a stone
how many styles in a turn?
lonely me has left us well alone
white heat slow burn

it was so real so real for me
it was so real so real
it is so gone so gone from me
it is so gone so gone

you did not have strong feelings
you did not have strong feelings
you did not have strong feelings
but you made it real for me
but you made it real for me



all the vows

all the vows we'll never take
all the promises we'll never break
all the time we'll never take to whine

you're late my tea's not on the plate
for goodness sake you've not cleaned the shower there's hair in there
it's yours

all the vows we'll never take
all the promises we'll never break
all the time we'll never take to whine

all the kids we'll never spawn
all the dreams are gone

all the money we'll never make
all the chances we'll never take
all the methods of escape you'll try

you're late my tea's not on the plate
for goodness sake you've not cleaned the shower there's hair in there it's yours

all the vows we'll never take
all the promises we'll never break
all the time we'll never take to whine

are you listening to me or just watching tv?
you've not made the bed the cat wants fed
there's dishes in the sink the dryer's full
it stinks
you think you're so cool

dancing

dancing with a sheep in wolves clothing
self loving and loathing
with a lover not to be
who knew and felt every part of me

left me exposed and sad again
experience rejection pain
happens to us all
aching anger when pride takes a fall

i might wear you out
i might wear you down and out
with my love

don't want to wear you out
don't want to wear you down and out
with my love

love will wear you out
love will wear you down and out
my strange love

playing with bubbles inside balloons
whistling silly tunes
pretend that you won't be
the one who walks away from me

love will wear you out
love will wear you down and out

recurring theme

let's not talk
let's not talk about it
it just doesn't help to talk about it

let's not fight

let's not worry

let's not cry

let's not joke

let's not sing

some things are too big
some things just don't work
sometimes it's just time
it's just time to give up
sometimes you've just got to
got to take a walk

a year in this life, a year in this life
a year in this life , another year in my life
a year in this life, another year in your life

let's not talk

how i hate

ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

how i hate to hate you now
how i loved to hate you then
memory replays time again
fear drains all the colour away
hope scolds and laughs at pain
dread relaxes now it's over
it's all over it's all over

that's my baby

that's my baby that's my baby boy
he's walking taller than ever i could try
don't even whisper never let him see
i'll be a model parent when he's done with me

that's my baby that's my baby boy
he's walking taller stretching to the sky
wants me to be clever wants me to win
you can take it in the neck or lay it on the chin

doing the impossible as you can tell
doing the impossible not so very well

that's my baby that's my baby girl
she talks a language indecipherable
don't even shiver keep it back from me
let it all develop unexpectedly

that's my baby that's my baby girl
moving on faster thousand miles an hour
she's flying higher running out of sky
you can walk the walk of life or you can
walk on by

doing the impossible aren't you doing it well? doing the impossible who can ever tell?


tokyo skyline

can't
get the tokyo skyline out from off my mind
take
this air-con glass box world away and let me fly
carry me there carry me anywhere
i
can't get the vicious foreplay from my memory
so
help me make believe beneath some cherry tree
carry me there carry me anywhere

tokyo skyline tokyo skyline

had
to travel far to get yourself back there again
had
to disappear to clearly see yourself again
had
to be a stranger so you could feel real inside
had to find the distance then explore what lay behind

tokyo skyline tokyo skyline

carry me there carry me anywhere

tokyo skyline tokyo skyline

2am
karaoke bar that tired out business man
make all the plans you like waiting for the rising sun
tokyo skyline tokyo skyline
tokyo skyline tokyo skyline.

she's a waitress

waiting for years waiting such a long time
i could never get enthusiastic 'bout my food
i could never be my best and still be understood
and any time you ask how i'd describe myself
i'll just smile and say i want to be your waitress

i just want to be yours
you've just got to be mine

i've been lucky and unlucky when it comes to love
i've been bitten then been shy of all the bugs
so anytime you want to taste my success
just give me all your tips i'll be your waitress

i just want to be yours
you've just got to be mine

i have worked the tables and the places round this town
i have heard the tales and conversations put me down
you have had the chances seen the glances from this end
here's the menu you've been missing you just help yourself

i just want to be yours
you just want to be mine
waiting for years waiting such a long time

cold fish

are you ready to get on alone
are you ready to get on alone
are you ready are you ready to get on alone?

you can live your life at the bottom of a wishing well
you can be a cold fish or a freak eating taco bell
see things anyway you like
want the left but need the right
now's the time for an accident let's go have one who can tell

spent the last weekend with my back against a telephone pole
you can live the lie but some day you're gonna lose control
now it's getting close to eight
i guess you won’t be home till late
take your shoes of and dance you can jam and you can jelly roll

are you ready to get on alone
are you ready to get on alone
are you ready are you ready to get on alone?

now it's getting close to eight
i guess you won’t be home till late
take your shoes of and dance you can jam and you can jelly roll




all words & music copyright john barclay & alison hutton may 2004 - all rights reserved
impossible songs - heartburst.

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