Lockdown!
Wrote the original version of 'LockDown' in February 2020, as the worldwide lockdown was looming.
This version was created in early November 2024.
"You can be a strongman, a dancing queen,
You still gotta do your time in quarantine,
The fit and well, the hail and hearty,
No one but THEM get to go to the party.
Lockdown! Lockdown!
Lock down city, lock down town,
Mother earth is a battleground!
Governments all, to get their way.
Cover up the agenda at the heart of the play.
A cashless society, the microchipped prole,
Forced vaccination, total control.
Lockdown! Lockdown!
Lock down city, lock down town,
Mother earth is a battleground!
To remake the people, reconfigure, rewire us,The Original audio and video version of 'LOCKDOWN' was recorded in February 2020.
The drugs didn't work, 'twas time for a virus,
Mass vaccination, microchipped man,
In a cashless society, was always the plan.
Is that what the final solution must be?
The whole thing patrolled by the might of 5G?
5G to empower the final program,
Our world forever, owned by THEM!
Lockdown! Lockdown!
Lock down city, lock down town,
Mother earth is a battleground!
For every clown a season, for every fool a time,
For every generation, a brand new crime.
They say lockdown, I say prison,
Whatever it is, I lay the blame on globalism.
Lockdown! Lockdown!
Village Green, pastoral scene,
Lock 'em all away in quarantine!
We're gonna live forever, the Cassandras were wrong!
The virus is for old folks who've lived too long!
We are gonna party, we are gonna play,
No matter what the medical profession might say!
Lockdown! Lockdown!
Lock down city, lock down town,
Mother earth is a battleground!"
Click on the above link if you wish to hear it.
Larry Whitehurst, Grahame Michael Whitehurst, Donald Trump, Elon Musk versus Bill Gates, George Soros, Klaus Schwab, Pfizer, Moderna, Astra Zeneca, Fauci, Matt Hancock, Boris Johnson, Chris Whitty, Patrick Vallance, Neil Ferguson, Deep State, Big Pharma, Big Tech, Big Corp, USAID, Joe Biden, Kamala Harris, NWO, WEF, NATO, Illuminati, Military Industrial Complex, Zelenskyy, Ukraine, Gaza.
Come The Sun
Wrote 'Come The Sun' in September 2024.
"I am your enemy, knock me down,
Take my land, my wealth, my crown.
With one foot in a pauper's grave,
Reduce me to a fool, a slave.
But as you toy with the tethered goat,
My son, the Lion, is taking note!
Now is the time, now is the hour!
To unleash his healing power!
Come the Sun! Come the Sun!
The Sun will rise on the Chosen one!
Come the Sun! Come the Sun!
When he is risen, the war is won!
Goddamn your evil heart and eyes,
The bad will perish and the good will rise.
Killing us off for profit and fun,
You thought the global war was won.
Come the Sun! Come the Sun!
The Sun will rise on the Chosen one!
Come the Sun! Come the Sun!
When he is risen, the war is won!
People all over, rising up.
Seems that they have had enough.
Retribution overdue.
Reject the rule of the Global Few!
The bought and paid for all in place,
How could THEY possibly lose the race?
But they forgot one simple lesson,
The folks with whom the bought were messing!
Come the Sun! Come the Sun!
The Sun will rise on the Chosen one!
Come the Sun! Come the Sun!
When he is risen, the war is won!
The traitor within the enterprise,
Imposes rule by guile and guise,
But we are woken to the lies.
So, it should come as no surprise.
That people rage when children die,
And seek to remedy, rectify.
Because you cannot kill us all,
You can't avoid your own downfall!
Come the Sun! Come the Sun!
The Sun will rise on the Chosen one!
Come the Sun! Come the Sun!
Once we rise, the war is won!"ry Whitehurst - Grahame Michael Whitehurst - Rocky Horror Show - 1978.
Donald Trump, Elon Musk, Robert Kennedy, jnr. versus Bill Gates, George Soros, Klaus Schwab.
Killing Field
Wrote 'Killing Field' in 2024.
"THEY have a plan for me,Larry Whitehurst - Grahame Michael Whitehurst.
A terminal guarantee.
I have to go,
THEY say so.
Simple as ABC.
THEY have a plan for you,
For the many, but not the few.
WW3 is due right now,
And you have to die on cue.
No fate is sealed.
You must not yield!
You have to break free
From the killing field!
In the planning for many a year,
The policy is clear.
They have a plan,
For everyman,
They want us all gone from here.
No fate is sealed.
You must not yield!
You have to break free
From the killing field!
Warplane, tank and nuclear fission
Are making the case for globalism.
With all of that a-heading my way,
I ain't gonna give my guns away!
The global few should do the math,
We're all done with the psychopath!
No fate is sealed.
You must not yield!
You have to break free
From the killing field!"
In The Cards
Wrote the original version of 'In The Cards' in 1977 .
This version was published in December 2024.
"I can't ride the tides of my life any more,If you wish to listen to the original 1979 recording of 'In The Cards', go here.
I'm done with trying to fight my way ashore.
I never thought I'd take the easy way,
I was so sure I'd keep despair at bay.
You can try, try, try so hard,
But there's a simple truth you must not disregard:
There's got to be something written in the cards.
In the cards.
It's easy for the lucky few to say.
Have faith, work hard, you'll make the grade some day.
When their hopes and dreams have been met with success.
And their confidence is never put to the test.
I see them walking tall,
They stride through life with no problem at all.
Perhaps they've seen the writing on the wall. On the wall.
No one seems to care,
Perhaps they sense, I'm going nowhere.
Maybe they heard it whispered in the air.
Maybe they heard it whispered in the air.
I can't ride the tides of my life any more.
I'm done with trying to fight my way ashore.
Where heroes write their name across the sky,
The weak and ordinary only die.
You can try, try, try again,
But all your dreams will crumble into sand,
If that's the way it's written in your hand.
In your hand.
You may be on your guard,
But you can't avoid the battles and the scars,
Unless perhaps it's written in the cards.
Unless perhaps it's written in the cards.
In the cards.
In the cards."
I've Got A Gun
'I've Got A Gun' was written in 2017.
This version was created in December 2024.
"I got a gun to save myself,I've Got A Gun - Original 2018 recording and 2023 Gaza genocide version.
From those with the power and those with the wealth.
Without my gun, Mr. President,
Who's going to protect me from the government?
I got a gun.
I got a gun.
I got a gun,
Better get yourself one,
Before the black
Helicopters come.
Without my gun to cover your back,
Who's going to keep Deep State in check?
When all the gun owners are doing time,
Who's gonna protect you from violent crime?
Soon they'll be coming for everyone,
But it won't be so easy if you got a gun.
When they finally arrive to murder me,
I'm gonna die gun in hand and free!
I got a gun.
I got a gun.
I got a gun,
Better get yourself one,
Before the black helicopters come.
With my gun I can beat the odds,
Defeat the elite and cheat the gods,
And keep the criminal class at bay,
And do the things I do in my own way.
I got a gun.
I got a gun.
I got a gun,
Better get yourself one,
Before the Super Galaxies
And the coffins come.
With all the gun owners in Guantanamo Bay,
Who's gonna protect you from the CIA?
When I get a visit from the powers-that-be,
At least I'll take some of them with me.
We all need protection from the men at the top!
The billionaire banker and the Thought Cop!
You'll get to live and love and fight, at least one more day,
As long as you don't give your guns away!
I got a gun!
I got a gun!
I got a gun,
Better get yourself one,
Before the Men in Black,
And the ATF come!"
Click on the above link if you wish to hear them.
War Is Coming!
This version of the song was created in 2024.
"Always played it by the book,
Always gave more than I took.
Tried to be fair, tried to be good
And do the right thing if I could.
But things have changed a lot around here,
Where there was laughter now there’s fear,
They promise peace and love hereafter,
Then just like that they’re shooting at you.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
Soon.
I’m a bad man if I durst
Put my kith and kinfolk first.
I’m sick and tired of being fleeced
And my whole world being thought-policed.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
Soon.
I was born to sympathise,
Never been a bad man in disguise,
But now I’m forced to celebrate
Every last thing that I hate!
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
Soon.
I'll say again, I've said it before,
There are many, many ways of waging war,
Lockdown, reset, vaccine, virus,
5G systems are gonna rewire us.
Brain stem fried, the microchipped man,
In a cashless society was always the plan.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
Soon.
All of those that I maintain
Call me names if I complain.
I gave it all they give me nothing,
So what do I care if they think I’m bluffing.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
Soon.
Better get yourself prepared,
You don’t wanna hang with the rest of the herd.
Sheeple, lemming, cattle, mouse,
They’re on their way to the slaughterhouse.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
Soon.
Look at the chemtrail in the sky,
Isn’t it time to wonder why?
Lover, mother, hero, dreamer,
Line ‘em all up for the next Fukushima.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
Soon.
How come that you’re New World Order
Left my whole world without border?
You gave away my Wonderland
To the alien hordes and the hidden hand!
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
Soon.
You must’ve seen the writing on the wall!Haven’t you read the 17th Protocol?You just got to wake up to the masterplan,When they’re doing away with Superman!
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
Soon.
All the false flags they create,
To subjugate the nation state,
How many more will The Company kill
For the Wall St. Wolf and the dollar bill?
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
War’s a-coming.
Soon.
Big tech, fake news, corporate whore,
There are many, many ways of waging war.
The Global Few who own the Hill,
Deep State, China, Congressional bill.
Dominion, Scorecard, CIA,
Who counts the vote will win the day."
I Am A Barbarian!
The original version of 'I am a Barbarian' was written in 1987.
This version was created in December 2004.
"There's something you should understand,An early recording of 'Barbarian' can be accessed here.
Before you offer me your hand.
You may think you are my friend,
You'll stick with me until the end.
But I may not be quite the man,
You now believe you comprehend.
There's more to me than a casual scan
Would ever suggest to the innocent.
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a man!
I used to be a trusting soul.
I believed what I was told.
Cheats never prosper nice guys do.
Work hard, be good and tell the truth.
Suffer in silence, say your prayers,
Don't envy the powerful what is theirs
And you will arise in paradise
And be best friends with Jesus Christ!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a man!
I want my victory right here,
Up among the bucaneer!
Where the world bows down before the man
Of iron will and heavy hand!
I am a Barbarian! I am a man!
Better leave now while you have the chance.
Before I claim your innocence.
And cleave your snow white heart asunder,
And tear apart your world of wonder.
I've got the ill will and the ruthless streak
To seize for myself your teenage chic.
Put your trust in me, my pretty,
I'll steal your dreams and your virginity!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a man!
It's way too late and never enough,
Where were you when I needed love?
You sought for the answer to a maiden's prayer
But now you're alone with your worst nightmare!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a Barbarian!
I am a man!"
Apologies for the lack of audio clarity here.
Such unimpressive material has been added for those who are interested in the history and development of the songs and, if anyone happens to be interested in covering any of them, to give such enthusiasts an idea of metrical presentation of the lyric, as it was originally intended.
HANNAH says: We hear you dad. 😴
You Made Love To Me
Wrote the original version of 'You Made Love To Me' in 1996 for a girl who threatened her boyfriend (my pal) with a knife!
They have been happily married now for more than 20 years.
This version of the song was created in November 2024.
"Hushaby, baby, don't you cryThe original song can be found here:
Man must live and a man must die.
Man must be brave man must be strong
And man be punished when he's done wrong
Hushaby baby don't you see,
There's a place for you and me.
Where I'll be yours and you'll be mine
And making love is the grand design.
You made love. You made love.
You made love. You made love to me.
Every little boy, every full grown man
Only ever had eyes for my best friend.
And though I know you saw her first,
You came to me when the bubble burst
You made love. You made love.
You made love. You made love to me.
While the cat was away did you think to play?
Did you save me up for a rainy day?
Was I just some bit of fun?
Another notch upon your gun?
And wham, bam, no thank you ma'am,
If I want a little more than a one night stand?
Oh, cheap away day, make pretends?
Video camera, show your friends?
Well you never saw the final cut,
The body in the bed is staying put!
You made love. You made love.
You made love. You made love to me.
Man be warrior, man be king
And womankind be his plaything
But now you'll never leave my bed
Because of the one fairy tale you had not read!
You made love. You made love.
You made love. You made love to me."
Have You Seen Johnny?
"I knew a feller was bound to fail,Kept on searching for the holy grail.I knew a guy misspent his youth.Would not stop looking for the hidden truth.
Have you seen Johnny?Have you seen John?Have you seen Johnny?My friend Johnny's been gone too long.
Long blonde hair and bright blue eyesAnd a smile to win the smiling prize.I knew a feller who was on my team,I knew a feller had a hell of a dream.
He didn't quote book or nursery rhyme,He'd listen, consider then speak his mind.Gonna set the world aright, he said.Gonna put the devil's kin to bed.
Have you seen Johnny?Have you seen John?Have you seen Johnny?My friend Johnny's been gone too long.
He preached the value of a golden code.But I doubt he found the motherlode.The powers-that-be they come down hard,On the solitary hero standing guard.
Have you seen Johnny?Have you seen John?Have you seen Johnny?My friend Johnny's been gone too long.
He had to put the world to rightAnd off he went to fight the fight.But you tell the truth in truthless ageAnd THEY'll erase that truthful page.
I hear tell they shot him downAnd buried him in unhallowed ground.Well, Johnny still has a world to save,And I won't believe it till I see his grave.
Have you seen Johnny?Have you seen John?Have you seen Johnny?My friend Johnny's been gone too long.
Though the fires of hell they choke and burn,Johnny never broke one single vow.And he said one day he would return.Come home Johnny, we need you now!
Have you seen Johnny?Have you seen him?You might have seen Johnny,Where there's a world to win.
Have you seen Johnny?Have you seen John?Have you seen Johnny?My friend Johnny's been gone too long."
No More Your Slave!
Wrote this song in November 2024.
"Goddamn your phoney climate scam!
Your resets and your law!
I'm not going to play when the fix is in,To hell with the next world War!
I lost my job and trailer home,
And prospects at your hand.
'Cos I wouldn't line up for a COVID shot,
That killed kinfolk and friend.
I'm not your slave, I won't behave,
I'll be your slave no more!
I will not pay your butcher bill,
To hell with the Third World War!
I gotta die for what?
So you get to keep the lot?
So you get to fix the vote again,
And steal the whole damn pot?
I'm not your slave, I'm not your slave,
I'll be your slave no more!
Find another sucker for your early grave,
To hell with the Third World War!
You held me down ten thousand year,
I'm done with chickenhearted fear,
Time to put aside disgrace,
And stick my courage to the sticking place!
I'm not your slave, I won't behave,
I'll be your slave no more!
I will not pay your butcher bill,
To hell with the Third World War!
I gotta die for what?
So you get to keep the lot?
So you get to fix the vote again,
And steal the whole damn pot?
To hell with bought politician,
Big Pharma and the Covid Shot!
I'll meet BlackRock and Bankster
With everything I've got!
I'm not your slave, I'm not your slave,
I'll be your slave no more!
I'll never pay your butcher bill,
To hell with the Third World War!
I'm not your slave, I'm not your slave,
I'll be your slave no more!
Find another sucker for the early grave,
To hell with the Third World War!"
Who Needs You?
Wrote this in 1975 and recorded it the following year.
This version was created in September 2024.
"The man said, 'son you got it made,The original 1976 recording of 'Who Needs You' can be accessed here.
Pretty boy you gonna make the grade.
Your name in lights this time next year,
You just can't lose if you sign here!'
Who needs you?
Who needs you?
I make one, baby, you take two, oh,
Who needs you?
Who needs you?
The man said, 'boy, for goodness sake,
It's in my power to see you make it,
Stick with me and it will pay,
You'll see the sense in what I say!' Ah...
Who needs you?
Who needs you?
All I want is what I'm due, ah,
Who needs you?
Who needs you?
Who needs you? Who needs you? Ah, Who needs you? Who needs you? Mister, you know what you can do. Who needs you?
Who needs you?
The man said, 'son, you're on your own,
Little boy lost without a home,
Got no use for fellow man,
Make it alone if you can!
Who needs you?
Who needs you?
Many more waiting in the queue, oh,
Who needs you?
Who needs you?
'Silly Billy, Billy, silly Billy boy,
Head in the clouds and acting coy,
Well, you had a Sugar Daddy, ten feet high,
Business Man, Master Spy,
And he's watching every move you make,
You put your fingers in the fire, well, for heaven's sake!
You're gonna get burned,
You're gonna get burned,
You're gonna get burned, afore you wake!
You're gonna get turned,
You're gonna get turned,
You're gonna grovel and squirm but it's too late!
You're gonna get learned,
You're gonna get learned,
You gotta earn that lucky break.
You're gonna get burned,
You're gonna get turned,
You're gonna get learned your truth is fake?
Hey-yay-hey-yay!'
Who needs you?
Who needs you?"
Where Things Are At
Wrote 'Where Things Are At' in 2024.
"It's a shame I shot that banker,
They say I meant to kill,
Just 'cos I had his wallet,
And a hundred dollar bill.
I was not aiming for his eye,
I'm the best shot in this town,
That banker caught a ricochet,
'Twas God that took him down!
That banker once he stole my gal,
And I don't begrudge him that.
He had the loot and she was cute,
That's just where things are at.
She left me alone with kids to raise,
My darlin' didn't think twice,
Hit the road with a banker feller,
Cos he thought she was nice.
He bought her things, that I could not,
And took her to Paris, France,
And then one one day when he come back,
I just had to take the chance.
That rich man went and stole my gal,
But I didn't begrudge him that.
He had the loot and she was cute,
That's just where things are at.
That coke that he was drinking,
Was just bad luck, I figure.
He raised it to his lips, you see,
As I pulled the trigger.
That banker once he stole my gal,
And I don't begrudge him that.
He had the loot and she was cute,
That's just where things are at.
I was there, with a loaded gun,
A stumbling drunk, out for some fun.
I took aim at an old tin can.
I did not mean to hit that man.
Bullseye, your honour and the coke can fell.
It's just a shame I got the banker as well.
And now I am a condemned man,
Just waiting here to die.
I hit that can plumb centre,
And didn't have to try.
I killed a man and stole his watch,
His wallet, and his life as well.
But then he bought my darlin's heart,
When it was not hers to sell.
Mr High and Mighty stole my gal,
But I didn't begrudge him that.
He had the loot and she was cute,
That's just where things are at.
God has a way of evening up
The things he needs to right.
Man takes my wife, I steal his life,
And the Lord puts out the light.
And now the Lord is after me,
Real soon I'm gonna fry,
All because a ricochet
Hit a rich guy in the eye.
Once a rich man hurt me,
When he took off with my gal,
He got her and she got him
And I got a prison cell."
What Did I Do?
'What Did I Do' was written in 1974.
This version was recorded in 2012.
"What am I doing with tears in my eyes?
What am I doing with tears in my eyes?
I was the one who took the prize.
Cut all the others down to size.
Superman and champion in her eyes.
So this helpless feeling comes as a surprise.
What did I do?
What did I do?
What am I doing with my head in my hands?
What am I doing with my head in my hands?
I should be up and making plans.
Leading them all a merry dance,
Searching for a dream where the rainbow ends.
But instead I'm just left holding broken strands.
What did I do?
What did I do?
Remember they said that I was flying,
I'd break you up and leave you crying.
Just shows how wrong people can be.
You were the only one I ever could see.
What did I do?
What did I do?
What am I doing by the wishing well?
What am I doing by the wishing well?
It's over now they've broken the spell.
Oh, and where I'm heading now I just can't tell.
But I wish they'd let me make it with my gal.
Did they have to take me from her
Just when we were doing so well.
What did I do?
What did I do?
Where is the guilt what was the crime?
Ah, in hitching a ride upon the passing time.
No hurt no harm were we intending.
We only sought to write a happy ending.
What did I do?
What did I do?
Once I was up and I was flying.
Too soon they shot me down
And now I'm crying.
And so they still keep us apart.
Can't you hear her sad and lonely
Dancing over my aching heart?
What did I do?"
Let's Go Bang!
Wrote 'Let's Go Bang' in 1989.
Created the video in 2003 after the Neocons and the military industrial complex nudged the gruesome twosome, Bush and Blair, into invading Iraq and Afghanistan.
"They used to dance and they used to sing!
Romance was ever the simplest thing.
They used to love and they used to kiss!
Why did we never want any of this?
Let's go bang! Let's go bang!
Let's go get the rope and hang
Off the top of the universe,
For I am bad, you are worse!
The world was green, now it's brown,
Wonderland has been cut down.
The grass was tall and the sun was warm;
But now there's only the desert storm!
Let's go bang! Let's go bang!
Let's go get the rope and hang
Off the top of the universe,
For I am bad, you are worse!
Bang, bang, b-bang bang,
What a lot of fun!
Let's go suffocate Mother Earth
And blow holes in the sun!
For the human race is almost run!
Let's go bang! Let's go bang!
Let's go get the rope and hang
Off the top of the universe,
For I am bad, you are worse!
Oh, lovely, lovely, lovely, scene.
Skies of blue and valleys green,
! Look at the children how they laugh!
Get rid of that silly old photograph!
Let's go bang! Let's go bang!
Let's go get the rope and hang
Off the top of the universe,
For I am bad, you are worse!
Let's go party with the future!
Smoke some forest if it suits you!
Black that sky, kill that water!
Hooray for all your wanton slaughter.
Let's go bang! Let's go bang!
Let's go get the rope and hang
Off the top of the universe,
For I am bad, you are worse!
Bang, bang, b-bang bang,
What a lot of fun!
Let's go suffocate Mother Earth
And blow holes in the sun!
For the human race is almost run!
Let's go bang! Let's go bang!
Let's go get the rope and hang
Off the top of the universe,
For I am bad, you are worse!
Let's go bang! Let's go bang!
Let's go get the rope and hang
Off the top of the universe,
For I am bad!
I am bad!
I am bad!
You are worse!"
P.S. Frank and Hannah, the Hill family's tech wizards, wanted to do another video. The one featured above is amateurish, apparently.
Well, never mind. If amateur hits the spot, to hell with professionalism!
Which is a silly thing to say, of course. Thing is, time spent adjusting my old stuff could be spent on getting new material together. Make your fortunes, boys and girls. Do your thing!
Not mine.
Which may seem like another silly thing to say, seeing as how their versions of my old songs are infinitely better (in most cases) than the originals.
Think I'll stop here.
Before you start accusing me of being silly...
HANNAH comments... 😴 How many times have I told you about grumpy-looking pictures? (He thinks grumpy is the same as tough-looking. It ain't)
I'm In Love With My Doggie
The original version of the song was written in 1970.
Got this version together in 2022. The video was created a little while later by Shayumi at Fiverr.
"The piggies are out to get me, that much is pretty clear.
They'd like to see me toasting with a chestnut in each ear.
Wine, dine, undermine, politicians all,
They'll offer you two free tickets to the local porker ball.
But woe betide the innocent who falls into the trap.
I know lots who've been but not one that ever came back.
They're off to the funny factory, that's where they've been taken.I'm looking through you, piggies, and all I see is bacon!
Bacon, bacon, streaky bacon!
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
(Bow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow - Bow-wow-wow-wow-wow)
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
My doggie, doggie, my doggie, Ronnie, never let's me down.
The piggies keep their distance whenever he's around.
But, if they see me on my own they'll dress up to the nines,
Put on lots of make up to hide their dirty minds.
But a fashionable hairdo will not make them look pretty.
A well cut, tailored suit can't make a silk purse from a piggie.
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
(Bow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow - Bow-wow-wow-wow-wow)
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
Suckling piggie and a glass of wine;
Front row seats at the pantomime;
Doggie from the doggie shop, he's all mine.
What more could you want at Christmastime?
What more could you want at Christmastime?
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!
(Bow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow - Bow-wow-wow-wow-wow)
I'm in love with my doggie, (bow wow) diddle-ee-day!"
Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder
Wrote this song in 1987 and recorded it on a cheap sequencer and a 4 track tape recorder in 1992.
Video update - 2024.
"Don't ask me why I'm not at home,HANNAH says: Dad won't say what this about. I'm pretty sure it's about a guy fantasizing. Which is why he won't say anything about it. He thinks we're all still six years old, despite the fact that Beau is the only one of us who doesn't have kids of his own.
Don't ask me why I rarely phone.
Don't ask me why I'm never there,
When you know full well how much I care.
What the eye don't see must the heart then censure?
That's the way of misadventure,
Remember then when you're wondering whether,
How it'll be when we come together!
Absence makes the heart grow fonder,
Distance gives affection room to breathe.
Lovers love most the more they wander,
Far away from the ones they have to leave.
There is but one who holds my heart,
Close unto hers when we're far apart.
Never you weep or wonder who,
When I only ever think of you.
And though a man may flirt and he may tease,
When she's not there to meet his needs,
When I'm away I dream of you,
All by myself in a lonely room.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Distance gives affection room to breathe.
Lovers love most the more they wander,
Far away from the ones they have to leave.
I see an oriental vision,
Come to play at passion and romance.
Farewells are an artificial schism.
A dream is ever welcome at the dance.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder,
Distance gives affection room to breathe.
Lovers love most the more they wander,
Far away from the ones they have to leave.
Don't ask me why I'm not at home,
Don't ask me why I rarely phone,
Don't ask me why I'm never there,
When you know full well how much I care.
There is but one who holds my heart,
Close unto hers when we're far apart.
Till my return then, cease your doubts,
Let peaceful dreams be Queen of my house.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Distance gives affection room to breathe.
Lovers love most the more they wander,
Far away from the ones they have to leave."
In other words - Typical dad! 😴
Only Child
Wrote 'Only Child' back in 1975.
This version of the song was composed on his home computer in 2012. The video was created in December 2024.
"Investing you with all her charms,
Your mother held you in her arms.
Kept you warm and safe from harm,
Her love a soft and gentle psalm.
As she would often testify,
Come along late you were the apple of your daddy's eye.
He was the sweet, indulgent kind,
As fathers can be with their only child.
Only child, oh, lonesome you,
You've got your memories but you don't have roots.
Too many dreams for them all to come true,
But perhaps the better times are coming soon.
Oh, to live in a golden cage,
Where all the world is a golden stage,
With love and laughter on every page,
Oh, don't you wish you were half your age?
But those days are gone, left you behind,
Alone to wonder at the plight of all mankind,
And the songs of yesterday that had them blind
To the sorrows that tomorrow had in mind.
Only child, oh, lonesome you,
You've got your memories but you don't have roots.
Too many dreams for them all to come true,
But perhaps the better times are coming soon.
You give it all but you never make demands.
Whenever I'm in trouble you're the first to understand,
And you never ask for more than that I should be your friend.
Only friends.
Maybe you should close your eyes and count to ten.
What's gonna happen then?
In the evening, come the twilight,
Whisper my dreams, it's gonna be all right.
You are that fairy tale ending I've always been after.
I can hear the silver dancers, Julia in your laughter.
Only child, oh, lonesome you,
You've got your memories but you don't have roots.
Too many dreams for them all to come true,
But perhaps the better times are coming soon."
Who Are You?
Wrote 'Who Are You' in 1985 and recorded it on a sequencer (least expensive in the shop) and a 4-track recorder in 1991.
"You say you love me so,
You do not want to go.
You say I must be dreaming,
The upbeat emotion has no double meaning.
Who are you?
Who are you?
I alone am the only one,
The others you've known were just for fun.
You insist I should not humour
Fantasy or foolish rumour.
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you really?
Who were you when you closed your eyes?
And held me tight and smiled so brightly
Down a thousand beautiful nights?
Who are you?
Who are you, darling?
Whispers wispering in my head,
Questioning the things you've said.
I'm sure there's more you're not revealing.
Who needs the proof when you've got a gut feeling?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Before I know it you will be back,
But the time is passing and you have to pack.
Ah, the sweet victory in your eye,
As you kiss your last goodbye.
Who are you?
Who are you, darling?
Who are you really?
Who were you when you closed your eyes?
And held me tight and smiled so brightly
Down a thousand beautiful nights.
Who are you?
Who are you, darling?
Didn't we both know paradise
Down a thousand passionate nights?
Still can't figure what I'm guilty of,
There's nothing more brittle than a woman's love.
Who are you?
Who are you, darling?
Ruining me for all the rest,
Your sweet heat beats in my breast.
Yearning, burning wracked with pain,
I will not love again.
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you really?
Who were you when you closed your eyes?
And held me tight and smiled so brightly
Down a thousand beautiful nights.
Who are you?
Who are you, darling?
Who were you?"
Look At The Pretty Girls!
Around 1974 time, when ABBA was winning Eurovision with 'Waterloo', I tried my hand at writing a song for that competition and came up with 'Don't Rock The Boat.'
In 1991, I tried again and came up with 'Look At The Pretty Girls.'
The 2024 version is featured above.
"What is this world but a world of care?
Ah, pity poor everyman.
Everyone minds their own affair
But never many offer a helping hand.
What is this life but a life of trial,
Where paradise appears an impossible thing?
But come the sun and a young girl's smile
And you're seventeen again with a world to win!
Look at the pretty girl, proud to be a woman,
Easing down the street with her head held high.
Child of the sun with her seventh sense gunning
For a man with a passion to satisfy!
Lovers want love, others want laughter,
Some confess a fondness for the South of France.
Mother wants a Prince and a happy ever after,
Daughter wants a Gondola and wandering hands.
Drowning, waving, heady hopes a-raising,
Who's the lady wants to know your name?
You may feel a fool but you gotta be brave
And go say 'hi' or you'll die of shame.
Look at the pretty girl, proud to be a woman,
Easing down the street with her head held high.
Child of the sun with her seventh sense gunning
For a man with a passion to satisfy!
"I love you, love me, 'do you really?
Is it only for the Summer or forever, Amen?'
Well, I don't know but it's fun thing I feel
And I'll be here next year if we're still friends'."
Look at the pretty girl, proud to be a woman,
Easing down the street with her head held high.
Child of the sun with her seventh sense gunning
For a man with a passion to satisfy!
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small;
Unwon young woman in the Summer sun,
You're the wonder of the all!
Look at the pretty girl, proud to be a woman,
Easing down the street with her head held high.
Child of the sun with her seventh sense gunning
For a man with a passion to satisfy!
Look at the pretty girls, proud to be a woman,
Easing down the street with the Summertime come.
Children of the sun with their seventh sense gunning
For a man with a passion to match their own!"
Changed a line in the last verse - This is better...
Look at the pretty girl, proud to be a woman,
The Summer is here and she's in the zone.
Child of the sun with her seventh sense gunning
For a man with a passion to match her own!
The Summer is here and she's in the zone.
Child of the sun with her seventh sense gunning
For a man with a passion to match her own!
Written in 1990 and recorded in 1991, the original audio can be heard below.
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