Timotheus

This song is, as the title suggests, about wanting to go back home.  'Catford' is the name of the place where I live; it used to be where the cows crossed the river (cattle-ford), but was shortened to 'Catford'.  That's why there's that line about cows.  Also, 'Chicago' is the name of a nightclub in Canterbury; I'm not insulting Chicago the place, I've never been there - I have no idea if it's full of cheap sluts.
Lyrics:

Take me back home

Bromley South station
54 miles away
Paper bag rustling
Across my day

I want to go home
Catford is where I'll be
Where cows cross the river
Please take me


Ancient walls do nothing
To stay interesting to me
Chicago sounds glamorous
If you cost just 50p

Take me back home


Nothing is sacred
And nothing is free
Nothing important
Is easy to be

Roses are red
The colour of dreams
When you're stabbed in the back
Well that's how it seems to me

Take me back home

This song is about missing my girlfriend.  I look forward to reading about why you dislike it.
Here are the lyrics:


This room's so cold
I don't want to get into bed
My skin's so old
My world is dead

My head contains
Ten thousand pictures of you
Fading fast
Nothing lasts


This room's so big
I've got so many things to do
I think of you
It's like you knew

I love your words
You always know just what to say
To make my day
Melt away

If I could have one more touch
If I could have one more kiss
If we did it all again
I'd still be alone like this


This room's so full
Of things made to burn my soul
Surviving
Is my goal

I feel empty
I feel like I'm wasting my life
Without you
By my side


This room's so full
Of things made to burn my soul
Surviving
Is my goal

I feel empty
I feel like I'm fasting getting old
Without you
I feel so cold
I'm freezing cold

Full title should read 'Why Only Really Bad People Drink Lots And Lots Of Alcohol'.  This is a song in 2 parts, about the alcohol addiction in my family.  Hope you enjoy it!  (btw, the guitaring isn't great - I'd only started teaching myself the guitar 4 months before I wrote and recorded this.  And yeah, the backing vocals are off in places.  And the drums don't have enough variation.  And I forgot to add a bass, and it gets repetitive towards the end.... But hey, I said I'd stop doing girly songs - this one has a swearword!).  Lyrics:



At 1:46, I burned my dreams alive
By 3:15, I realised

There is nothing left to
Dream about and nothing
I know, quite says home
Like staggering to a
Pounding in my head

By the time I've woken up
All my dreams have left me
Maybe if I beg and plead
They'll come for a drink with me


The only dangerous amount
Is nothing at all
Try saying this to me
As I crash into the wall

I learn by the failures
Of my past as such
I've come to understand
There's such a thing as 'too much'

The only dangerous amount
Is nothing at all
Try saying this to me
As I crash into the wall

What has your history got to do
With anything I say to you?
The road you're walking is a dead-end
Where everyone gets fucked in the end

The story behind this song is strange... my 16-year old sister wrote a song about her best friend eating loads of food and getting fat; so her friend wrote a song about my sister being an alcoholic prostitute.
Anyway, it's all in good fun, my sister showed me the lyrics that her friend wrote, so we recorded me improvising this piano part and melody.  It was very weird singing this sort of thing about my little sister.  The lyrics are:



Gin for breakfast, whiskey for lunch
She gave me the blues, but what did she have for brunch?
Vodka & Red Bull, it could've been
After a few inside her, she'll seem pretty keen...

To take you to her room, where she ain't so shy
Oh my friend, this ain't no lie!
It's real sad, to see her descent
But she won't let you go without her payment


She gave me the blues
(oh yes she did)
Gave me the blues
(thought she was my friend)


Her problems have got worse, this is true
I'll tell you my friend, she ain't got the flu!
Chlamydia, gonorrhoea, herpes - the lot
Just look at her now, she ain't too hot

But this is a comeback, simple and sweet
For what she said about me, ain't so neat
So Ju, this song's for you, I hope you like
It's back to you now, you've got the mic

Indeed she wrote a song, 'bout me being fat
But what you don't know, is she's a bit of a slag (that didn't rhyme)
That Juliette, ain't no princess
Just sleep with her once and she'll confess!

Ha, I'll stop doing girly songs soon, I promise...
I wrote this in 5 minutes, when I was mucking around with different MIDI sounds.
Just a short one, I imagine it as an intro to an album.

OK then, after pressure from the nutcases, here are the lyrics:


I love the way you feel
I love how you reveal to me
The sweeter side of you
Which captivates me so

I love the way I feel
I love when I'm with you
I'd be happy if we spent
The day alone


I love the way you talk
A beautiful echo

Which swirls around my heart
And makes me see that
I'd be happy with you
My Pretty Little Nerd