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Brighton Streets
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The Brighton Streets
I wandered lonely as a skunk
Sometimes demented sometimes drunk
Like a frightened fox at the height of the hunt
Running from a girl called N, running from a girl called N.
I loved & loathed & loved her more
She played the saint, I played the bore
Every bloody day a bloody war
Running from a girl called N, running from a girl called N.
Chorus
Some days we swam, some days we drowned
While Brighton streets never made a sound
Some days we died, some days we lived
Until we had nothing left to give
Some days we drowned, some days we swam
Those Brighton streets never gave a damn
Some days we lived, some days we died
Only God knows how we survived.
I wandered lonely as a sea
Searching for a sail that would set me free
From the vicious ship destroying me
Running from a girl called N, running from a girl called N.
(Instrumental)
Chorus
Like Icarus I had to fall & fall
She laughed in scorn then slept with Paul
Her heart as cold as any Hadrian’s Wall
Running from a girl called N, yes, running from a girl called N.
I wondered lonely as a clown
A drunken oaf for Brighton Town
But though she tried she never tore me down
Running from a girl called N, running from a girl called N,
Chorus
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2. |
Flora The Flower Girl
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Flora The Flower Girl
When she walks she walks so fine
It’s Flora the flower girl
Come one day I’ll make her mine
It’s Flora the flower girl, it’s Flora the flower girl.
I’ll always know her but never own her
It’s Flora the flower girl
Not her other but would love to love her
It’s Flora the flower girl, it’s Flora the flower girl.
Chorus
She sells flowers without any thrills:
Roses, posies & dafodils
She sells flowers for all our lives:
Lovers, mothers, ‘players’, wives.
She’s the queen of Lordship Lane
It’s the Flora the flower girl
Since I’ve seen her I’m just not the same
It’s Flora the flower girl, it’s Flora the flower girl.
She’s from Norwich but lives in Dulwich
Its Flora the flower girl
Middle class but seldom rich
It’s Flora the flower girl, it’s Flora the flower girl.
Chorus
(Instrumental)
Chorus
When she smiles she lights the sky
It’s Flora the flower girl
Her every laugh is like a sigh
It’s Flora the flower girl,
It’s Flora the flower girl
I love Flora the flower girl.
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Kurt Cobain
I’m riding on a slow train to Seattle
I’ll never see these broken streets again
Its eighty-two miles into Seattle
I’m running from these streets of hate & pain.
Been dreaming all my life of Seattle
I’m going to chase my hopes & plans & dreams
There’s a thousand gigs & girls in Seattle
And the whole world is going to hear my scream.
Chorus
Aberdeen I hate every inch of you
You tried to crush my dreams but I came through
Aberdeen you’re the only hell I ever knew
I hope one day I can destroy all of you.
I’m riding on a grey train to Seattle
I’m going to play my guitar until I bleed
There’s a thousand different bars in Seattle
I’m going to play them all ‘til I succeed.
There’s rock & punk & music in Seattle
There’s all the places, faces I could need
There’s record label people in Seattle
This band will make them all believe.
Chorus
(Instrumental)
I’m told I’ll never make it in Seattle
I’ll fail & end up back in my home town
But if I don’t make it in Seattle
I’ll find a river & willingly drown.
Chorus
I’m riding on the last train to Seattle
Going to prove I’m no loser after all
I’ll find a god or happiness in Seattle
After all I’ve nowhere left to fall.
Tell all the world & go tell all Seattle
I’m going to set a fire & fan those flames
I’ll find love & a living in Seattle
Everyone in this world will know my name
Everyone in this world will know my name
Everyone in this world will know my name.
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4. |
Roy The Poet (And Me)
02:42
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Roy The Poet (& Me)
Off our heads on dope cake
Roy The Poet & me
Riding the streets of Amsterdam
In a quest to be free.
I was the one who cycled
Roy The Poet & me
We conquered all Amsterdam
And saw what we might be.
Van Gogh & Anne Frank
Roy The Poet & me
We saw them in every shadow
In between canals & trees.
Chorus
We lived through nights of heaven: we heard all midnight’s bells
Reason was a stranger but we knew it wished us well
We lived through nights of heaven: though all the angels fell
No need to tell the Spartans but please go tell Jacques Brel.
Two dazed but happy Englishmen
Roy The Poet & me
Lost in dark Dutch backstreets
Drunk sailors without a sea.
Foggy was our confusion
Roy The Poet & me
We’d never eaten dope cake
Or know how it would be.
Chorus
(Instrumental)
Chorus
Off our heads on dope cake
Roy The Poet & me
We left those streets of Amsterdam
And found that we were free
And found that we were free
And found that we were free.
Chorus
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5. |
Winter Is The Season
04:32
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Winter Is The Season
Grey is the colour of my city, grey are it's crowded highways
Grey is a country without pity, grey is a sun that’s lost its rays
Winter is the season of my days.
Pale are the people on the subways, Pale is the rain that tears me down
Pale are the pavements & the pathways, Pale the river that haunts this town
Winter is the season of my days; winter is the season of my days.
Drab are the trains that take me somewhere, drab are the trains that bring me home
Drab are the hopes that left me nowhere, drab the lonely room I live alone
Winter is the season of my days.
Chorus
Once there was a colour in my world; once I had the love of a girl
Let that love remind me I’m still alive for in London without love: you can’t survive
Once there was a colour in my world; once I had the love of a girl
Let that love remind me I’m still alive for in London without love: you can’t survive.
Dour are the sad & silent churches, dour is the palace on the Mall
Dour the Tower where a raven perches, dour the ancient buildings & the halls
Winter is the season of my days.
Bleak is a nation unforgiving, bleak the Sunday bells that mournful toll
Bleak are the families hardly living, bleak a Parliament without a soul
Winter is the season of my days; winter is the season of my days.
Chorus
(Instrumental)
Shabby is a man with no tomorrows, shabby a broken heart without a dream
Shabby is a city without sorrow, shabby is a life without a theme
Winter is the season of my days; Winter is the season of my days
Winter is the season of my days.
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6. |
Latch Key Kid
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Latch Key Kid
A father lost to silence, a mother lost to life
A house almost violent, anger its wife
Peeling the potatoes, fetching the coal
I was just a latch key kid, searching for his soul.
A brother lost to grieving, a mother lost to kin
A father self-deceiving, sons who couldn’t win
Peeling the potatoes, fetching the coal
I was just a latch key kid; searching for his soul.
Chorus
Wearing my brother’s hand me downs: a ragamuffin child
Threadbare & broken, hated, reviled
Wearing my brother’s hand me downs: a ragamuffin boy
With a heart unspoken - no bully could destroy.
A son lost to darkness, a mother lost to light
A house in shadow even when the sun was bright
Peeling the potatoes, fetching the coal
I was just a latch key kid, searching for his soul.
One son lost to dreaming, another lost to pain
Words said with no meaning, tears spilt like rain
Peeling the potatoes, fetching the coal
I was just a latch key kid, searching for his soul.
Chorus
(Instrumental)
A daughter lost to leaving, a brother lost to cries
Nobody grieving when a mother dies
Peeling the potatoes, fetching the coal
I was just a latch key kid, searching for my soul
I was just a latch key kid, searching for my soul
I was just a latch key kid searching for my soul.
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7. |
Plymouth Morning
02:33
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Plymouth Morning
Unleashing the sails on a cold Plymouth morning
Leaving Spaniards in our wake
In search of gold & King Phillip’s plunder
Under Sir Francis Drake, Under Sir Francis Drake.
The New World was waiting, the Spaniards were hating
Stealing all we could take:
All of the Inca & Aztec treasures
Under Sir Francis Drake, Under Sir Francis Drake.
Looting the silver from Panana City
Keeping King Phillip awake
Circling the world in search of more plunder
Under Sir Francis Drake, under Sir Francis Drake.
Chorus
On The Golden Hind with the sea gulls crying
The wind & the salt in our hair
We sail for our Captain & fortune & glory
Living on a wing & a prayer.
Crossing the oceans in one single motion
All of the Atlantic our lake
Galleons of gold just waiting to pillage
Under Sir Francis Drake, Under with Sir Francis Drake.
Showing no fear: the queen’s privateer
Stealing for stealing’s sake
The Golden Hind - the curse of the New World
Under Sir Francis Drake, Under Sir Francis Drake.
Chorus
King Phillip might damn us but he’ll never catch us
Making our enemies quake
The greed for gold our own El Dorado
Under Sir Francis Drake, Under Sir Francis Drake.
(Instrumental)
Chorus
Let the winds blow & let cannon fire
We’ll bring every Spaniard heartache
The ocean our England, our watery kingdom
Under Sir Francis Drake, Under Sir Francis Drake
Under Sir Francis Drake.
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8. |
A Geordie Farewell
03:25
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A Geordie Farewell
A faraway land is calling, I must sail away
In search of a new life & to find better days
There's a ship bound for New York & American skies
So farewell to the Tyne with a Geordie goodbye.
The leaving of England will grieve me no more
For what is this country but lords & landlords?
A land fit for heroes? That was a bitter lie
So farewell to the Tyne with a Geordie goodbye.
So adieu to our Steven, to Ralphy & Jean
And streets so foresaken they verge on obscene
Goodbye to the dole queues where the hungry cry
And farewell to the Tyne with a Geordie goodbye.
Chorus
Sail away, sail away, sail away, sail away
Under a sky black with mourning
Sail away, sail away, sail away, sail away
In search of a New York morning.
Goodbye to the old folks, the dossers & dole
And rain sodden coalfields where the poor dig for coal
Black, sour factories where men work then die
And farewell to the Tyne with a Geordie goodbye.
Farewell to a country that keeps it’s people down
Who ask us to kneel to a king’s golden crown
Goodbye to the bosses who bleed workers dry
And farewell to the Tyne with a Geordie goodbye.
Chorus
(Instrumental)
Chorus
Godspeed to the children who play dirty streets
And every Geordie boy I was ever proud to meet
Goodbye to the women with love in their eyes
And farewell to the Tyne with a Geordie goodbye
And farewll to the Tyne with a Geordie goodbye
And farewell to the Tyne with a Geordie goodbye.
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9. |
Eden Don't Go
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Eden Don’t Go
I walk dark streets with the rain lashing
A lighting flash, the thunder crashing
Every raindrop hits me & hits me like a blow
It’s just the wine that stops me crying
If there’s a moon the sky is lying
I’d tell you that I love you but you’d just say: ‘I know.’
The streets are mean around King’s Cross
I stand alone & almost lost
If lightning could find me I would let it know
Love is like a long goodbye
Half of you just wants to die
But I will keep on living ‘cause I’m a stubborn so & so.
Chorus
Eden don’t go, Eden don’t go; you know I need you so, Eden don’t go
Eden don’t go, Eden don’t go; You know I want you so, Eden don’t go.
You told me I should keep believing
But here you are: the one that’s leaving
I guessed I reaped all that you could sow
So I stand in the pouring rain
Staring at your departing train
Was you love for me ever real or just a passing show?
I walk around in a wine soaked haze
And think of all our glory days
My thoughts almost as black as any ragged crow
I thought our love would be sublime
But I guess our dreams ran out of time
Now my heart’s as frozen as any fallen snow.
Chorus
(Instrumental)
Chorus
You say you needed to find your way
And you could only do it by going away
You were my heart & home now I’ve no place to go
There were so many words left unspoken
When all we built was left for broken
Now I walk in darkness save for a lamplight’s glow.
Chorus
Eden don’t go, Eden don’t go.
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10. |
The Ocean
03:00
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The Ocean
My life is like the ocean: it ebbs as it must flow
As I’ve lived in true devotion for love some never know
Wrecking ships like lovers, its rocks always disguised
Its heart never showing: lost to god’s own eyes.
My life is like an ocean: crazy, sometimes sane
Swilled with such emotion its rage mad as the rain
Wandering where it pleases, the moon its only friend
Only knowing of its beginning, never knowing how it ends.
Will you find me so completely? Will you heal my broken heart?
Will you kiss me oh so sweetly & swear we’ll never part?
Will you find me & complete me? Will you steal my willing heart?
Will you love me oh so deeply & swear we’ll never part?
My life is like the ocean: as deep as one can be
Restless, in constant motion; forever reckless, forever free
With its storms & tempests, its winds & its squalls
Its tides that may defeat you, its sirens when they call.
My life is like an ocean: but no lighthouse guides me home
And like any other ocean it’s often cursed to roam
Searching in my sorrow, as lonely as the sky
Lost to my woman while still haunted by her lies.
(Instrumental)
Will you find me so completely? Will you heal my broken heart?
Will you kiss me oh so sweetly & swear we’ll never part?
Will you find me & complete me? Will you steal my willing heart?
Will you love me oh so deeply & swear we’ll never part?
My life is like an ocean: it finds every lonely shore
And looks for love as seasons welcome rain & more
Its kingdom’s known much sorrow, it’s known too many years
As it’s seen too few rainbows & known too many tears
And known too many tears & known too many tears.
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11. |
A Man & His Son
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A Man & His Son
When a man loves his son any price he will pay
So his child can make it through another day
He will stand against the wind, he will rail against the rain
He will end any bloody tyrant’s reign.
When a man loves his son he will threaten the blazing sun
He will make the devil’s army turn & run
He will kill all the stars, tear down a vicious moon
And send all the planets to their doom.
Chorus
And I know this man, yes, I have seen this man
I see him in my mirror everyday
Yes, I know this man, I have seen this man
He stares from my mirror everyday.
When a man loves his son every soldier must know:
He will fight them ‘til he’s bleeding, take every blow
He will fight like Hannibal, before Carthage fell
He will send fallen angels straight to hell.
When a man loves his son he will make empires quake
Slay any fake Goliath for his son’s sake
He will murder any man if & when he stands
If that man on his son lays his hand.
Chorus
(Instrumental)
Chorus
When a man loves his son he will conquer Rome
He will destroy any demons if they come home
Every bully will fall if they ever come to call
He will slaughter cities with a wrecking ball.
When a man loves his son it’s for all Kingdom Come
His love for him will almost make him numb
This son won’t walk alone, in no despair he’ll drown
And no man will ever drag him down.
Chorus
He stares from my mirror every day, he stares from my mirror every day.
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12. |
A Wing & A Prayer
04:37
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A Wing & A Prayer
Woke up lonely as I woke up lonely yesterday
Me & my reflection facing another empty day
Living in a place some might call ‘dismay’
I’d howl at the moon but I’ve got nothing to say.
Woke up lonely as I woke up lonely yesterday
Living in a city that’s hard & mean & grey
Some call this living but there’s got to be another way
And how can you dream when all your dreams have flown away?
Chorus
I’m living on a wing & a prayer: even though there’s nobody there
I’m living on a wing & a prayer: even though no-one cares
Yes, living on a wing & a prayer: laying my soul bare
Looking for love but I don’t know where.
Woke up cold in search of the warmth of the sun
In these streets of distain where all my faith is done
Living a life as harsh as any soldier’s gun
There’s nothing to prove but nothing left to be done.
Woke up lonely as I woke up lonely yesterday
I’d go to church but I’ve forgotten how to pray
My woman took my heart: now all love’s gone away
I’m tired of living but Christ knows I have to stay.
Chorus
(Instrumental)
Chorus
Woke up lonely as I woke up lonely yesterday
Me & my soul facing another dismal day
Living on a street where no hope can play
All my tomorrows? A million miles away.
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13. |
Cry For A Rainbow
03:36
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Cry For A Rainbow
Up & down these city streets - looking for a rainbow
Asked the people I would meet: ‘have you seen a rainbow?’
Strode through London, hope incomplete, hoping for a rainbow
I rode a bus then took a seat: crying for a rainbow.
Searched all over this old town - lonely as a scarecrow
Asked a cop, then asked a clown, all I got was: ‘who knows?’
Quizzed some girls in pretty gowns, angels with dirty halos
In grotty rain that thundered down: crying for a rainbow.
Chorus
Looked for a rainbow in the skies above
Dreamed of it as I dreamed of love
Looked for a rainbow in the skies above
Longed for it as I longed for love.
Went to bed & dreamt a dream - dreaming of a rainbow
Searched pavements where the people streamed, never saw a rainbow
Rode a train, commuters teemed, taut as any longbow
Took a cab with a cabbie mean: mocking all my rainbows.
Looked north & south, east & west - places that were ‘no-go’
Asked ex-lovers, gave them no rest, something they might know
Asked friends: dopeheads & depressed, both high & both low
Like Quixote I made my quest: crying for a rainbow.
Chorus
(Instrumental)
Chorus
Down & up this grey old land - shabby as any old crow
To every soul I did demand: ‘have you seen a rainbow?’
All the years that I could stand, cold as the snow blows
All of my life, blessed or damned, crying for a rainbow.
Once I found that rainbow, yes, once I found that rainbow.
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14. |
Ballad Of Emily Young
03:15
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Ballad Of Emily Young
Cancer is a winter: cold & cruel as hell
And just when it is over you can never tell
But you survived your winter with a grace divine
Emily, you know your sun will shine
Emily, you know your sun will shine.
Cancer is a winter: vicious as any snow
And just like any winter it hits you like a blow
But you survived your winter with a grace divine
Emily, you know your sun will shine
Emily, you know your sun will shine.
Cancer is a winter: December is its friend
A never ending winter it never seems to end
But you survived your winter with a grace divine
Emily, you know your sun will shine
Emily, you know your sun will shine.
Chorus
God bless the summer & God bless the sun
God bless the NHS & all that it has done
God bless the doctors who worked to set you free
God bless August & God bless Emily.
Cancer is a winter: it murders almost at will
Bitter is its harvest, it smiles as it kills
But you survived your winter with a grace divine
Emily, you know your sun will shine
Emily, you know your sun will shine.
(Instrumental)
Chorus
Cancer is a winter: its storms will always call
Vicious is its hailstone, harder it will fall
But your survived your winter with a grace divine
Emily, you know your sun will shine
Emily, you know your sun will shine
Emily, you know your sun will shine.
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Roy Smiles London, UK
Roy Smiles has recorded ten albums:
'Drunks & Dreamers' (2011), 'Time's Moving On' (2012),'Seize The Day' (2013),
'Autumn Song' (2014), 'Bremen' (2014), 'The Trains & The Rain' (2015), 'Northern Angels'.(2018), 'Lost Souls' (2020), 'November's Child' (2023) & 'Tales Of The Ocean' (2023).
All available on Bandcamp.
Contact: roy.smiles@aol.co.uk.
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