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Billy's Blues Lyrics
 

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A

Ainít Getting Married In The Morning
Ainít Gonna Play No Jazz No More

B

Badlands
Blues Is Calling Me
Blues Zero Two
Born Again [and the religion is the blues]

Cliff Richard Spoke To Me
Come Round And See Me
Cry Your Eyes Till Theyíre Red

D

Donít Eat That Cake
Donít You Turn Your Back
Down In The Deep Freeze

E

Every Night You Turn Away
Everythingís Too Fast

First Day In Hell
First Time The Earth Shook

G

Get The Poison Out
Give Me The Money Quick
Goodbye Blues

I

I Ainít Going Yet
I Am A Man From Lewisham
I Don't Want Another Night Like That
I Felt So Guilty
I Hate Dogs
I Like Rain
I Love Your Smell
Iím Happy
Iím On A Island
Iím Staying In The Car
Iím Stuck On You
In My Bones
I Took A Walk
I Wanna Be Connected
I Wanna Stay Here
I Want My Tea

J

Jazz Had A Baby (and they called it avant garde)

L

Like John Lee Said
Looking For Mr Happy

My Waters Run Clear

P

Pissed Off Boy
Pointless Adornments

Resting On My Bed Of Blues

S

sadtimes.co.uk
Suburbia

The Blues Prayer
The Duke And Me 
The Tide Is Out
There Is No Lord Up There
This Is A Day To Forget
This Room
Throw Them Blues In The Recycling Bin

W

When Moneyís Really Tight
When The Parents Come To Stay
Where Are You?
Where Did I Stay Last Night?
White Van Man
 

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A
 

AIN'T GETTING MARRIED IN THE MORNING
 

Ainít getting married in the morning  - sun ainít gonna shine
Ainít getting married in the morning  - bells ainít gonna chime
Put out a stopper on any kind of whopper
- Iím doing fine....

Ainít gonna be there in the morning - ainít gonna spruce up in my prime
Ainít gonna be there in the morning - to get aboard that misery line
Donít want no noose even if itís loose
Iíd rather do time...

Ainít Getting Married In The Morning....

Wonít have to dress up like a penguin - you wonít be iced up like a cake
Wonít have to dress up like a penguin - worryiní that the scheduleís running late
You gotta be a loon to  waste an afternoon
Iím keeping my mind.....

Ainít Getting Married In The Morning......
 

© 1996 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎBORN AGAIN [and the religion is the blues]í  VOTP  VOCD 111 

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AINíT GONNA PLAY NO JAZZ NO MORE
 

Ainít Gonna Sing And Play No Jazz No More! 
Ainít Gonna Sing And Play No Jazz No More!
Grab my charts and throw them out the door!

Ainít gonna - study all those passing chords! 
Ainít gonna - study all those passing chords!
Iím bored......!

Ainít Gonna Sing..... 

Ainít gonna play for those who analyse! 
Ainít gonna play for those who analyse! 
Give you a breakdown - seen it with my eyes!

Ainít Gonna Sing..... 

No more Giant Steps for mankind!
No more Giant Steps for mankind!
Iíve been painting for the blind!

Ainít Gonna Sing..... 

Iím gonna kick away those Autumn Leaves!
Iím gonna kick away those Autumn Leaves!
Jazz Police have got me on my knees.

Ainít Gonna Sing..... 
 

© 1995  Billy Jenkins   PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎS.A.D.í  Babel BDV 9615

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B
 
 

BADLANDS
 

Badlands
Where the homeless drink
Badlands
Where men walk with a limp
Where womenís legís are blue
Where dressing up is Ďnearly newí
Badlands
Just down the road from you

Badlands
Shuttered shops that never close
Badlands
Where a facial is a broken nose
Graffiti on the wall
Improves the boarded shopping mall
Badlands
Just down the road from you

Badlands
Takeaway decay
Badlands
Blowing dust your way
And you just walk on through 
Youíll find doo dah ron ron on your shoe
Badlands
Just down the road from you
 

© 1997 Billy Jenkins   PRS/MCPS
    from the CD Ďsadtimes.co.uk.í  VOTP   VOCD 002

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BLUES IS CALLING ME
 

Blues Is Calling Me
Calling me to sing
Blow away my tears within
Blues Is Calling Me 
Calling me to sing

I need someone to talk to
Tell Ďem everything
But I donít think that I ought to
Share this pain within
Tried writing a letter
Addressed to myself
But if I were to read it
Itís goodbye mental health
Blues Is Calling Me 
Calling me to sing

Deep is my heart
So low ainít never been
Torn apart
By everything
Comfort words
Mean nothing to me
From inside
Is the remedy
Blues Is Calling Me
Calling me to sing

All over London
All over the world
Thereís a sound
We all have heard
And if you ainít
Listen to me
And give a thought
To those in need
Blues Is Calling Me
Calling me to sing
 

© 2004 Billy JenkinsPRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎWHEN THE CROWDS HAVE GONEí    BABEL BDV 2450

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BLUES ZERO TWO
 

We love life
Love it to death
Itís all you got
Till your last breath
But sometimes things
Get on top
Overloaded
Want them to stop
This is when
Itís time to restore
How Do you Do? 
Blues Zero Two

Donít get me wrong
Ainít too depressed
Sometimes issues
Need to be addressed
The road is long
The pavement tight
In the dark
Ainít got light
That is when
Faith is renewed
How Do You Do? 
Blues Zero Two

Walk with me
Side by side
Always there
Three Six Five
Teaching Me
To Be 
To be True 
How Do You Do? 
Blues Zero Two
 

© 2001 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎBLUES ZERO TWOí    VOTP  VOCD 024

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BORN AGAIN [and the religion is the blues]
 

Thought the blues had left me
Gone out the door
But they come creeping
Up thru floor
Making my knees quiver
And my top lip shake
Pulls the hair on my neck
For pityís sakeÖ.

I want more!
I like the feeling!
When the  melancholia starts peelingÖ.
And Iím Born Again
Yes Iím Born Again
Iím Born Again
And the religion is the blues.

Thought the blues had left me
When I was H.A.P.P.Y
Felt so good
Band jumped for joy
Made me shout!
Made me sing!
Blues gave me the strength
I could do anything!

I want more!
I like the feeling!
When the  melancholia starts peelingÖ..
And Iím Born Again
Yes Iím Born Again
Iím Born Again
And the religion is the blues.

© 1996 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎBORN AGAIN [and the religion is the blues]í  VOTP  VOCD 111 

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C
 
 

CLIFF RICHARD SPOKE TO ME
 

The world changed for the better
It had a rose tinted hue
The air was scented perfume
And smiling faces too
Cliff Richard Spoke To Me
Cliff Richard Spoke To Me
Cliff Richard Spoke To Me
He said 
ĎHi!í 

That Walking Talking Liviní Doll
Top pop sensation
Left me speechless
No time to say Ď Congratulationsí
You wanna hear what he said!?
You wanna hear what he said!?
Cliff Richard Spoke To Me.........

Devil Woman took a Summer Holiday
Gave Power To All Her Friends
Bachelor Boy took off with Carrie
But the memory never ends
Cliff Richard Spoke To Me ........

Itís So Funny
We Donít Talk Anymore
We talked so deep
Wished we could talk some more
You wanna hear what he said!?
You wanna hear what he said!?
Cliff Richard Spoke To Me
Cliff Richard Spoke To Me
Cliff Richard Spoke To Me
He said 
ĎHi!í 
He said -    ĎHi!í 
He said -    ĎHi!í 
He said -    ĎHi!í 
 

© 1999 Billy Jenkins   PRS/MCPS
    from the CD Ďsadtimes.co.uk.í  VOTP   VOCD 002

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COME ROUND AND SEE ME
 

Anytime you want 
you can come round and see me
come for morning coffee 
or come for afternoon tea

I say that Ďcause Iím lonely 
that much I realise
my life is grey and overcast 
everyone else got blue skies

Come round for morning coffee! 
come round for afternoon tea!
come round and see me 
cos Iím a sad 
B.A.S.T.A.R.D.
 

© 2004 Billy JenkinsPRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎWHEN THE CROWDS HAVE GONEí    BABEL BDV 2450

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CRY YOUR EYES TILL THEYíRE  RED
 

Cry your eyes till theyíre red
No need to hide the pain inside
Cry your eyes till theyíre red

Rub your hands to the bone
Warm up your skin
Release the pain within
Rub your hands to the bone

Pace yourself up and down
Keep walking on
Till all the pain is gone
And cry your eyes till theyíre red
 

© 2004 Billy JenkinsPRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎWHEN THE CROWDS HAVE GONEí    BABEL BDV 2450

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D
 
 

DONíT EAT THAT CAKE
 

I want that Cake
on the plate
my body aches
and salivates
face red with guilt
hand starts to tilt....
DONíT EAT THAT CAKE!
I want that cake!
DONíT EAT THAT CAKE!
I want that cake!
DONíT EAT THAT CAKE!
I want that cake!

Crumbs on the rim
look out of place
quick dab with finger
stuff into face
I lick the specks
of cake rejects
it tastes so good....
DONíT EAT THAT CAKE!
I want that cake!
DONíT EAT THAT CAKE!
I want that cake!
DONíT EAT THAT CAKE!
I want that cake!

It was not me
who stole that food
I saw my hand
and mouth collude
but I know where
stolen goods rest
under a ton
of guiltiness....
DONíT EAT THAT CAKE!
Iíve eaten that cake!
DONíT EAT THAT CAKE!
Iíve eaten that cake!
DONíT EAT THAT CAKE!
Iíve eaten that cake!
 

 © 2001 Billy Jenkins   PRS/MCPS
     from the CD ĎBLUES ZERO TWOí    VOTP  VOCD 024

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DONíT YOU TURN YOUR BACK
 

You looking at me 
like Iím some kind of freak!
you looking at me
like Iím some kind of freak!
pay attention
listen while I speak!

Show me your face
look me in the eye!
show me your face
look me in the eye!
donít mean to hurt you
no need to be shy!

Donít turn
DONíT YOU TURN YOUR BACK!
Donít turn
DONíT YOU TURN YOUR BACK! 
do it once more 
ainít never coming back!
 

© 1995  Billy Jenkins   PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎS.A.D.í  Babel BDV 9615

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DOWN IN THE DEEP FREEZE
 

Late night Tesco
three forty five 
stacking cans
to stay alive 
fifty shelves 
to be filled
Iím on my knees
down in the deep freeze 

Days full of sleep
life slips away
Have to work all night 
minimum pay
most folks home doing as they please
Iím stuck here
down in the deep freeze 

I can can can 
canít stand this job
I can can can 
canít stand this job
how can I leave 
the deep freeze?
 

© 2001 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎBLUES ZERO TWOí    VOTP  VOCD 024

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E
 
 

EVERY NIGHT YOU TURN AWAY
 

Every night 
you turn away 
every night
you turn away 
I ask myself
what makes me stay?

The first two years
seemed to be so fine 
the first two years
seemed to be so fine 
but now
we seem to have crossed lines

I ask myself
what makes me stay
I ask myself
what makes me stay
For every night
every night 
you turn away
 

© 1978  Ian Trimmer / Billy Jenkins     PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎS.A.D.í  Babel BDV 9615
 

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EVERYTHINGíS TOO FAST
 

I hate that sound
of a pizza delivery on its way
racing past my house 
on the fast food super highway

And then you get 
Recorded Delivery at the door
dropping a 
ĎYou Were Out When We Calledí card 
at my slippered feet 
on the floor

Speed
Everythingís too fast
Please slow down
My mind wonít last

Iím too slow for fast living
but at least I know my cruising speed
not too slow for honesty 
not too fast for greed

So whilst everyoneís on the warpath 
I just sit in my brick wigwam
theyíre out there fighting for the icing 
but Iím happy 
with the marzipan
 

© 2004 Billy Jenkins   PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎWHEN THE CROWDS HAVE GONEí    BABEL BDV 2450
 

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F
 
 

FIRST DAY IN HELL
 

They took me
when I was four 
from back garden
out front door
walked me to
old church hall
first day in hell
nursery school

Room full of kids
scream and shout
donít wanna know
what itís all about
too much noise
too much to see
first day in hell
and itís scaring me

I cried and cried
teacher went red
ĎYou shut up!
Or Iíll slap your leg!í
perched on stage
in huge church hall
first day in hell
nursery school

After lunch
they made us sleep
on canvas bed
how I did weep
for I had lost
my own world
into the outside
Iíd been hurled

first day in hell
nursery school
 

© 2000 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎLIFEí    VOTP  VOCD 023

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FIRST TIME THE EARTH SHOOK
 

Iíve been holding my breath - I ainít got much life left
My face is turning blue - and itís all because of you
Thatís all it took - first time the earth shook

Iíd been wondering what itís like - deep into the night
Writing down plans - to turn a boy into a man
Turned into a book - by the first time the earth shook

What was my memory - as I made history
Well I wish I could recall - who I went with to the ball
Went so fast I didnít look - first time the earth shook
 

© 1995 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎSongs of Praise Live!í    BABEL  BDV 2768

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G
 
 
 

GET THE POISON OUT
 

My mind is closed down
My insight short
I feel outnumbered
Emotion nought
Too many worries
Canít sort them out
Get The Poison Out
What is wrong with me?

My legs are weary
Feel like lead
Asleep in life
Awake in bed
I canít whisper
I canít shout
Get The Poison Out
What is wrong with me?

I donít know
How to smile
I feel like a
Heart aching
Painted by
Francis Bacon
Get The Poison Out
What is wrong with me?
 

© 2004 Billy JenkinsPRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎWHEN THE CROWDS HAVE GONEí    BABEL BDV 2450

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GIVE ME THE MONEY QUICK
 

Give
give me the money quick 
give
give me the money quick 
I got a long drive home and my 
bodyís feeling sick

Iím out of here
Iím flat out on the floor 
Iím out of here
Iím flat out on the floor 
and you all keep saying
is
ĎPlay One More...! í

Give, give me the money quick ........ 

Iíve said my piece now let me 
out of here 
Iím taking off my wet clothes and
packing up my gear 
Give
give me give me the money quick 
I got a long drive home and my 
bodyís feeling sick

Been playing all night and my 
fingers ache 
My ears are buzziní canít 
keep awake 
give
give me give me the money quick 
I got a long drive home and my 
bodyís feeling sick

Give, give me the money quick.......
 

© 1995  Billy Jenkins   PRS/MCPS
  from the CD ĎS.A.D.í  Babel BDV 9615

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GOODBYE BLUES
 

Goodbye blues
Iím putting you to bed
goodbye blues
Iím putting you to bed
kiss you good night
lay your sleepy head

Iíll be back to visit
I never will forget
Iíll be back to visit
I never will forget
all that S.A.D. you gave me
L.O.V.E. and respect

Goodbye blues
youíve let me had my say
goodbye blues
youíve let me had my say
goodbye blues
Iíll be back some day
 

© 1996  Billy Jenkins     PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎS.A.D.í  Babel BDV 9615

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I
 
 
 

I AINíT GOING YET
 

I still got some teeth
Grey matter underneath
So hold the funeral wreath
I Ainít Going Yet

I can still walk
And  boy how I can talk
Get that wine uncorked 
I Ainít Going Yet

Whereís the time gone? 
I donít know
I just arrived now itís time to go
Seems that I canít have no more
Death is knockiní at my door

Excuse me if I ask it
But I donít need no casket
You donít seem to grasp it
I Ainít Going Yet 
OH NO!
I Ainít Going Yet 
OH NO!
I Ainít Going Yet 
OH NO!

Just one last request
Before Iím laid to rest
Thereís  something I must stress
I Ainít Going Yet 
OH NO!
I Ainít Going Yet 
OH NO!
I Ainít Going Yet 
OH NO!
I Ainít Going Yet 
OH NO!

[wadya mean OH NO!? You mean OH YEAH!!]
 

© 2000 Billy Jenkins         PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎLIFEí    VOTP  VOCD 023

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I AM A MAN FROM LEWISHAM
 

I am a man Ė from Lewisham
Help friends and neighbours Ė whenever I can
From Sydenham Hill - to Deptford Creek
I wish well Ė of everyone I meet.
ĎCause Iím a man Ė from Lewisham
Oh yes I am - From Lewisham.

I like my bread Ė with low sugar jam
And Iíll always spread it Ė around if I can
When incomeís low Ė get on the phone
Iíll soon find someone Ė to give an interest free loan.
ĎCause Iím a man Ė from Lewisham

Wherever I die Ė bring my ash and bone
Back to the place Ė that I call home
Been north and south
And east and west
I know the place Ė that I love best

ĎCause Iím a man Ė from Lewisham
Oh yes I am - from Lewisham.
 

© 2004 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎI AM A MAN FROM LEWISHAMí    VOTP  VOCD 105
 

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I DON'T WANT ANOTHER NIGHT LIKE THAT
 

I Donít Want - Another Night Like That 
I Donít Want - Another Night Like That
When the drinks are too expensive and the food is crap.

I donít want - the night to be my friend 
I donít want - the night to be my friend
Wanna go out 9 to 5 - then come straight home again.

I Donít Want - Another Night Like That......

Help me please - Middle Life ainít makiní sense 
Help me please - Middle Life ainít makiní sense 
Mind of a teenager - but my bodyís getting bent.

I Donít Want - Another Night Like That......
 

© 1996 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎBORN AGAIN [and the religion is the blues]í  VOTP  VOCD 111 

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I FELT SO GUILTY
 

I Felt So Guilty
When I kissed my best friendís wife
I Felt So Guilty
When I kissed my best friendís wife
But it was a dream I had had Ė most of my  adult life.
 
I Felt So Guilty
When my friend came round next day
I Felt So Guilty
When my best friend called round next day
Did he know, did he care Ė Or did it really matter anyway?

I Felt So Guilty
As my friend waved goodbye to me
I Felt So Guilty
As my ex-best friend waved goodbye to me
Left me with a broken nose Ė he got nine months assault and battery.

Don't mess with your best friend's wife.....
 

© 1996 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎBORN AGAIN [and the religion is the blues]í  VOTP  VOCD 111 

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I HATE DOGS
 

I Hate Dogs!
Donít like Ďem a bit!
Dogs squit!
Donít like Ďem a bit!
Wet furred smell!
Yapping hell!
Mud print paws!
Scratched up door!
Best chair hogged!
I Hate Dogs!
 

I walk the streets!
Watching every step!
Dogs look like their owner!
And they ainít Johnny Depp!
ďDonít worry, he wonít hurt you!Ē
As teeth bared snout French kisses!
Get the bastard off me!
Before it pisses!
I Hate Dogs!
 

Dog go Bow Wow!
I go Pow! Pow!
I Hate Dogs!

Growling little dwarf arsewipe
Eyes ablaze with hate
The stink cutting through nasal hair is
The dog food it just ate!
ďGo orn - fetch this stick!Ē
I say with sly smile on
As I summon all my inner strength
And send the bastard to oblivion!

Dog go Bow Wow!
I go Pow! Pow!
I Hate Dogs!!
 

© 1996 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎBORN AGAIN [and the religion is the blues]í  VOTP  VOCD 111 

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I LIKE RAIN

.
Spanish tourists
Like the sun up  high
Fresh air ramblers
Like to see kites fly
West Coast USA 
The weatherís all the same
Me?
I Like Rain

Alpine skiers
Like fresh laid snow
New Age hippies 
Love the  sunset glow
Cruise ship stokers
Like the temperature aflame
Me?
I Like Rain

I like rain
Pebbledash my stack
Cold wind howling
Sky tar pitch black
Gothic Northern lights
Pushing down on city streets
Cold water rising
Seeping round my feet

And I like rain
Feeding garden  soil
Plopping under trees
Drains whirl and  boil
Iím nose pressed at the window 
Iím a puppy on a chain
Me?
I Like Rain

Some people 
Think Iím  cocoa  pops
They say 
ĎWhy he like  rain that doesnít  stop!?í
But let me tell you the truth
I Like Rain 
Less itís leaking through my roof
 

© 2004 Billy Jenkins     PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎWHEN THE CROWDS HAVE GONEí    BABEL BDV 2450

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I LOVE YOUR SMELL
 

I Love Your Smell
Makes me well
I never miss
A little sniff
When youíre near 
When youíre near 

Every week
Itís ďSee you soonĒ
Up to town
To try perfume
When you come home
I get to taste
The featured samples
You did paste
Upon your face 
And I Love Your Smell
Makes me well
I never miss
A little sniff 
When youíre near 
When youíre near

I get the best
Of both worlds
Sometimes the swine
Upon the pearl
There is something
I must confess
I am a slave
To your scented-ness
And I Love Your Smell
Makes me well
I never miss
A little sniff 
When youíre near 
When youíre near
 

© 2000 Billy Jenkins       PRS/MCPS
    from the CD Ďsadtimes.co.uk.í    VOTP  VOCD 002

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IíM HAPPY
 

Iím Happy
Iím H.A.P.P.Y. 
Iím Happy
Iím H.A.P.P.Y. 
Iím  so happy
I donít know why, why, why

Iím Happy
Happy as can be
Iím Happy
Happy as can be
Iím so happy
Donít need no ecstasy

Last thing I remember I was deep in my dreams
Working with a woman on an S and M scheme
A voice said ĎGood Morning!í and I opened up my eyes
Yawned my sleepy head
Then I realised 
Iím Happy
Happy as can be
Iím so happy
Donít need no H.R.T.

Sitting up on Hilly Fields
Wind caress my hair
Far away the city in the valley over there
Teenagers kick football
Little children play
Everybody moving
Everything o.k.
Iím Happy
Happy as can be
Iím so happy
Donít need no ecstasy

Sitting on the sofa
Family safe in bed
Flicking through the T.V. and the memories in my head
Thinking Ďbout tomorrow maybe time to get some rest
Forget the live performance
Give my dreams a screen test 
Iím Happy
Happy as can be
Iím so happy
Donít need no L.S.D.

Iím Happy
Iím H.A.P.P.Y. 
Iím Happy
Iím H.A.P.P.Y. 
Iím so happy
I could die....
 

© 1996 Billy Jenkins        PRS/MCPS
    from the CD Ďsadtimes.co.uk.í    VOTP  VOCD 002
 

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IíM ON AN ISLAND
 

Iím on an island
I need someone to rescue me 
Iím on an island
I need someone to rescue me 
Iím on an island
send a lifeboat speedily

Iím on a distant cloud
 itís so lonely up here 
Iím on a distant cloud
itís so lonely up here 
wonít you send the sun
to dry my tears

Iím on an island
canít you see Iím in distress 
Iím on an island
canít you see Iím in distress 
Iím on an island
please answer my SOS
 

© 1980  Ian Trimmer  / Billy Jenkins    PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎS.A.D.í  Babel BDV 9615

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IíM STAYING IN THE CAR
 

Special offer token
just came Royal Mail
everything discounted
everything on sale 
she says
  ĎPut down what youíre doing
   strumming that guitarí 
I says
  Ď Iíll take you shopping 
    but Iím staying in the carí

A fancy invitation
come over for a drink
new and old acquaintances
ainít no time to think
everybody yapping
jamming my radar
please send my apologies
Iím staying in the car

A day out for the kiddios
itís time for Daddies treat
no stay home watching videos
gonna take them somewhere sweet
race track is my sustenance
speed my caviar 
but when I get them to the circuit they say
  Ďweíre staying in the carí

Big family celebrations
nephews 
uncles
aunts
She says 
  ĎYou canít avoid it
    this one you really canítí 
so I
dress like Iím attending
RSVP Ma and Pa 
but when I
pull up outside front door I says
   ĎIím staying in the car....í
 

© 1999 Billy Jenkins   PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎBLUES ZERO TWOí    VOTP  VOCD 024

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IíM STUCK ON YOU
 

I feel
like slowing down 
I feel
like slowing down 
canít explain
whatís going round and round

You tell me
you donít feel the same way too 
you tell me
you donít feel the same way too 
too bad
that Iím stuck on you

Iím stuck on you 
thereís nothing I can do 
Iím stuck on you
thereís nothing I can do 
Iím stuck on you
like 
Super Glue
 

© 1978   Ian Trimmer / Billy Jenkins    PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎS.A.D.í  Babel BDV 9615

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IN MY BONES
 

I wear my Grandadís clothes
Cos heís dead
The wind blows
Thru the thread
Old manís attire
Keeps the flame afire
And heís
In My Bones

In My Bones
In My Bones
A bespoke cloak
For a bespoke bloke
And heís
In My Bones
 

© 2004 Billy JenkinsPRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎWHEN THE CROWDS HAVE GONEí    BABEL BDV 2450

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I TOOK A WALK
 

If things get so bad - that I canít sleep
Canít raise a smile - just wanna weep
Donít see beauty - donít hear song
Iíll take a walk to Bobís Pond
Iíll take a walk to Bobís Pond

Still dark water - seems so attractive
If I walked right in - soon be inactive
If I carry rocks - it wonít take long
Iíll take a walk to Bobís Pond
Iíll take a walk to Bobís Pond

There Iíll be - if I go missing
You will find me - when youíre fishing
Youíll be wondering - where I gone
I took a  walk to Bobís  Pond
I took a walk to Bobís Pond

At waterís edge - I contemplated
To jump right in - but I hesitated
I felt revived - I felt so strong
I took a  walk to Bobís  Pond
I took a walk to Bobís Pond
 

© 1996 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎBORN AGAIN [and the religion is the blues]í  VOTP  VOCD 111 

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I WANNA BE CONNECTED
 

Iím looking for a socket
wanna get me some blues power 
Iím looking for a socket 
wanna get me some blues power
I need it quick 
preferably within the hour

I asked a passing stranger 
ĎWhere can I get turned on?í
asked a passing stranger 
ĎWhere can I get turned on?í
next thing Plain Clothed Police had me down the station
demanding to know 
what was going on

You see Sir, itís quite simple 
Iím looking for some Blues Power to help my soul
you see Sir, itís quite simple 
Iím looking for some Blues Power to help my soul
right now Iím so empty
my heart is one big hole.

WE NEED A SOCKET
WANNA GET US SOME BLUES POWER
WE NEED A SOCKET
WANNA GET US SOME BLUES POWER
WE NEED IT QUICK
PREFERABLY WITHIN THE HOUR!

Iíve  heard Eric Clapton, Peter Green, Gary Moore, Mick Taylor 
and heard how theyíve been affected
and I understand the blues of Buddy Guy, Albert Collins, Johnny  Copeland, 
Earl Hooker, Slim Harpo
and how 
Albert, Freddie and B.B. King got elected
Iím looking for some Blues Power 
I Just Wanna Be Connected!! 
 

© 1999 Billy Jenkins         PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎLIFEí    VOTP  VOCD 023

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I WANNA STAY HERE
 

Donít wanna go to the USA
donít wanna go on a package holiday
donít wanna be over there
I wanna stay here

Airport life is not for me
motorway drive or train journey
ainít into Ďfarí I like it Ďnearí
I wanna stay here

I like what I see in my small town
sun goes up and the sun goes down
sometimes cloudy sometime clear
I wanna stay here

I got legs if I wanna walk
telephone if I wanna talk
one thing that I must make clear
I wanna stay here
 

© 2001 Billy Jenkins    PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎBLUES ZERO TWOí    VOTP  VOCD 024

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I WANT MY TEA
 

Get home early morning
and the gigís gone well
left people screaming
somewhere between 
heaven & hell
now I want my tea!
my cuppa tea!
I want my tea!
my cuppa tea!

Stirred all the people
I stirred them good
Gave them all a nice time
like a true professional should
my cuppa tea!
I want my tea!
PG Tips
with digestive biscuit
the best thing of the night for me
is my cup of tea!

Now I like the silence.......
after all that jazz
in my little home
I call the House of Spazz
now I want my tea!
my cuppa tea!
I want my tea!
my cuppa tea!
the best thing of the night for me
is my cup of tea!

All that you can ask
In this crazy human race
Is a roof overhead
And a guaranteed parking space
and a cuppa tea! 
I want my tea!
some tea and milko
watching Sergeant Bilko!
the best thing of the night for me
is my cup of tea!

Iím appealing.... 
for some 
Darjeeling

some Earl Grey.... 
with a Milky Way

cup of tea.....
and some Garibaldi

my cuppa char....
with Camberwell Carrot jazz cigar

Assam....
With bread and jam

Or maybe some Green....
Whilst reading about the great Barry Sheene
 

© 1999 Billy Jenkins   PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎBLUES ZERO TWOí    VOTP  VOCD 024

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J
 
 
 

JAZZ HAD A BABY (AND THEY CALLED IT AVANT- GARDE)
 

Jazz had a baby
and they called it avant-garde 
Jazz had a baby
and they called it avant-garde 
you can play it where you want
but not in my back yard

Jazz had a baby
grew into a problem child 
Jazz had a baby
grew into a problem child 
from the cradle to old age
itís been driving people wild

Be-bop 
Trad and Modern
Cool and Hot and Swing 
New Orleans
New York
Chicago
Jazz became the king 
Jazz had a baby
and they called it avant-garde 
you can play it where you want
but not in my back yard

Ragtime
Big Band
Fusion
Mainstream
Jumping Jive 
a different sound in every town
keeps the flame alive
Jazz had a baby
and they called it avant-garde 
you can play it where you want
but not in my back yard

Saxophone and trumpet
drums and piano 
when the jazz musician starts a war of attrition
itís time for me to go 
Jazz had a baby
and they called it avant-garde 
you can play it where you want
but not in my back yard
 

© 1995   Billy Jenkins    PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎS.A.D.í  Babel BDV 9615

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L
 
 

LIKE JOHN LEE SAID
 

If something bad 
went on today
canít be too bad
I still can breathe
I CAN STILL FIGHT!
I GOT DYNAMITE!
I GOT DYNAMITE!
Like John Lee said 
BOOM BOOM!
BOOM BOOM!
BOOM BOOM!

If I did wrong
I apologise
my head is high
my head is high 
IíLL GET IT RIGHT!
I GOT DYNAMITE!
I GOT DYNAMITE!
Like John Lee said 
BOOM BOOM!
BOOM BOOM!
BOOM BOOM!

Blues is a feeling
from top to toe
itís so appealing
when that melancholy air comes wheezing
ITíS OUT OF SIGHT
I GOT DYNAMITE!
I GOT DYNAMITE!
Light up the night ! 
Fight the good fight! 
With all our might!
Like John Lee said 
BOOM BOOM!
BOOM BOOM!
BOOM   BOOM-BOOM   BOOM-BOOM-BOOM  BOOM! 
 

© 1999 Billy Jenkins      PRS/MCPS
    from the CD Ďsadtimes.co.uk.í    VOTP  VOCD 002

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LOOKING FOR MR HAPPY
 

Iím looking for Mr Happy - ainít seen him for a while 
Iím looking for Mr Happy - ainít seen him for a while 
Iím looking for Mr Happy  - so I can raise a smile.
 

Has anybody seen him? - the man that makes you feel good
Has anybody seen him? - the man that makes you feel good
Heíll bring sunshine and roses - make you feel like a human being should.
 

If you see Mr Happy -  send him round to me
If you see Mr Happy -  send him round to me
Iím looking for Mr Happy I need him ASAP. 

RSVP.....
 

© 1996 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎBORN AGAIN [and the religion is the blues]í  VOTP  VOCD 111 

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M
 
 
 

MY WATERS RUN CLEAR
 
 

Ainít  got no Muddy Waters
ainít got no smokestack lightniní
but I got the blues
and I find it very frightening
but Iím a man
    thatís H.U.M.A.N.
but Iím a man
    thatís H.U.M.A.N.
but Iím a man
    thatís H.U.M.A.N.

Ainít got no black cat bone
never heard a mojo wail
I canít heal the sick
but Iím still a man
thatís G.U.Y. 
    (and it makes me wanna cry)
thatís G.U.Y. 
    (and it makes me wanna cry)
thatís G.U.Y. 
    (and it makes me wanna cry)
but I must never despair
long as my waters run clear

Donít wanna be no catfish
ainít never been in jail
I canít raise the dead
but Iím still a man
    (thatís R.E.G.U.L.A.R.)
ainít got no Don King Hair
and my waters run clear

Iím no hoochie coochie
Iím no Rolling Stone
Iím in touch with my baby
she got a mobile phone
yes, Iím a man
    (Y.U.P.P.I.E.)
yes, Iím a man
    (Y.U.P.P.I.E.)
yes, Iím a man
    (Y.U.P.P.I.E.)
I might be a profiteer
but my waters run clear

Ainít going to Kansas City
Iíd rather stay right here
ainít got no front porch
with rocking chair
but I got the blues
I got the Blues B.A.D.
no muddy waters here
my waters run clear! 
 

© 1997 Billy Jenkins    PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎLIFEí    VOTP  VOCD 023

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P
 
 
 
 

PISSED OFF BOY
 

When the fish donít bite
And the birds donít sing
When the match wonít strike
And the phone wonít ring
When the car wonít start
And the tellyís crap
In the Path of Life
Gone way off the map

And the bills keep coming
Coming one two threes 
Seem to come daily
Used to come quarterly 
And my children fight
Over Barbie Dolls 
Canít get ahead
Canít score no goals

Iím a Pissed Off Boy
    P. I. S. S. E. D.
Iím a Pissed Off Boy
    P. I. S. S. E. D.
I got misery

When the trafficís jammed
And Iím late for work 
Getting honked behind
By a road rage jerk
Canít go no faster
All the lights are red 
Donít you wash my windscreen
Unless you want to be dead

Iím a Pissed Off Boy
    P. I. S. S. E. D.
Iím a Pissed Off Boy
    P. I. S. S. E. D.
I got misery
 

 © 1995  Billy Jenkins    PRS/MCPS
     from the CD ĎS.A.D.í  Babel BDV 9615
 

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POINTLESS ADORNMENTS
 

Twenty eight days a year 
Iím stuck on a train
leaving home 
coming back again
to pay for
     POINTLESS ADORNMENTS.... 
that I
stick on my house
    POINTLESS ADORNMENTS....
that I
drill on my walls
    POINTLESS ADORNMENTS.... 
like the
neighbours have 
Pebble Dashed....

Two weeks holiday
to get out of this hole
two weeks away
to purify the soul
because those
    POINTLESS ADORNMENTS..... 
that I
arrange on my porch
     POINTLESS ADORNMENTS.....
that I
attach to my car
    POINTLESS ADORNMENTS.... 
like the
neighbourís made 
Double Glazed....

Forty paces round
my garden plot
canít help seeiní
what the neighbourís got 
Iíve got
    POINTLESS ADORNMENTS..... 
like a
junked up shed
    POINTLESS ADORNMENTS....
bastard fox shit on my lawn 
I need
    POINTLESS ADORNMENTS....
like the
neighbours do 
Barbecue....
 

© 1997 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎSUBURBIAí    BABEL BDV 9926
 

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R
 
 
 

RESTING ON MY BED OF BLUES
 

Rain comes down
cold wind blows
no reason to go out
lying still 
on my own
full of fear and doubt
ainít got dressed 
ainít  had a shave
lifeís my mistress 
Iím her slave
there ainít nothing I can do
Iím 
resting on my bed of blues

There ainít no bright light shining
through curtain crack
voices in the street
talk 
behind my back
I just canít do anything
no point telephoning
there ainít nothing worth connecting to
Iím 
resting on my bed of blues

Drifting in and out of sleep
nightmares are my dreams
dreamt I was the tortured soul 
in
Edvard Munchís ĎScreamí
everything is black and white
thereís no colour in my life
there ainít nothing I can do 
Iím
resting on my bed of blues
 

© 2000 Billy Jenkins  PRS/MCPS
    from the CD Ďsadtimes.co.uk.í    VOTP  VOCD 002
 

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S
 
 
 

sadtimes.co.uk
 

Trouble trouble trouble
trouble like you ainít seen
brewing up inside of me 
like a tin of old baked bean
the only thing that gives me hope 
is knowing I can always get some rope
trouble trouble trouble
trouble like you never seen

Worry worry worry
is something I donít lack
if itís not my mindís condition 
itís my leg, shoulder or back
I never feel too well
feeling OK is Living Hell
worry worry worry 
is something I donít lack

Sadness sadness sadness
sad times is my life
been together so many years
sad times became my wife
since the first night of our honeymoon
weíve been alone together in the gloom
sadness sadness sadness
sad times is my life 
you hear what I say
Iím on
sadtimes.co.uk
 

© 1999 Billy Jenkins    PRS/MCPS
    from the CD Ďsadtimes.co.uk.í    VOTP  VOCD 002
 

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SUBURBIA
 

Take down your burglar alarm
unlock your door
thereís no need to take any more
the fear of loss
need not boss
your way of doing things

Itís just charity
but you donít know when theyíll take
what you lose
youíll just have to make
treat your prison
with derision
exercise your right

Suburbia 
how I love you, how I love you
Suburbia 
thereís no stars above you
Suburbia
dormitory from life
Suburbia
margarine for the knife
Suburbia
Suburbia
a place to come from

Throw away those chains
turn off your TV
displacement
only lead to misery
but donít despair
itís a pied-à-terre 
could burn down any day

Suburbia 
how I love you, how I love you
Suburbia 
thereís no stars above you
Suburbia
dormitory from life
Suburbia
margarine for the knife
Suburbia
Suburbia
a place to come from
 

© 1995 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎSUBURBIAí    BABEL BDV 9926
 

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T
 
 

THE BLUES PRAYER
 

Our Bluesman,
Which art in Blues heaven,
Blues-ed be thy name.
Thy Bluesdom come.
Thy Blues be done,
In  Blues earth as it is in Blues heaven.
Give us this day our daily Blues.
And forgive us our three passing chords,
As we forgive those who pass three chords against us.
And lead us not into TheTemptations;
But deliver us from Crapsville:
For thine is the Bluesdom,
The Blues Power,
And the Blues glory.
For ever and ever.

Oh Yeah.
 

© 1999 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
     unpublished
 
 
 
 
 

THE DUKE AND ME
 

Plates cleared from the table
children safe in bed
curtains drawn got my slippers on
time to chill my head
deadlock on the front door
sit down by the fire
got some blues on the stereo
or cool jazz if you desire
no I ainít got no pop music
none of that childrenís stuff
I got the Duke and me and Harry Carney
And I just canít get enough

Mary Jane is smokiní
Iím feeling really fine
youíve got your fags and your weekly mags
and Sainburyís recommended wine
life could not be better
guarding the family
talking Ďbout the day gone by
and tomorrowís itinerary
forgetting everybody
thinking Ďbout just us
and the Duke and me and Harry Carney
and I just canít get enough

Will we stay together
when the kids leave home
are we friends forever
or will we die alone?
right now it donít matter
roof over our head
and later on iíll try and get it on
if I ever come to bed
leave me here to contemplate
and listen to some stuff
talking Ďbout the Duke and me and Harry Carney
and I just canít get enough 
 

© 1999 Billy Jenkins      PRS/MCPS
    from the CD Ďsadtimes.co.uk.í    VOTP  VOCD 002
 

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THE TIDE IS OUT
 

As the river
Goes to the ocean
It takes a part of  me
With the river
Goes my emotion
Itíll come back to me
 

The Tide is Out
Iím sad and  lonely
Canít shout or
Sing no more
Iím floating on
A sea of  turmoil
Taking  me
Away from shore

As the sun leaves the  sky
Shadow grows from me
With the sun
Goes my daylight
Itíll rise eventually

The light has gone
My heart is cold
The beat is wrong
Mind is sore
Body moves
In slow motion
Canít take it any more

The Tide Is Out
 

© 2004 Billy Jenkins   PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎWHEN THE CROWDS HAVE GONEí    BABEL BDV 2450

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THERE IS NO LORD UP THERE
 

When I was five or six
my grandma fell down a flight of stairs
when I was five or six
my dear grandma fell down a flight of stairs
I knew there and then
that there is no Lord up there

When I was eight or nine
my big sister got attacked
when I was eight or nine
my big sister got attacked
so when Jehovah come selling religion
I sell the blues right back

I had just turned twelve
when some bastard stole my bicycle
I had just turned twelve
when some bastard stole my bicycle
blood drain from my face
heart like an icicle

Yes there is no Lord up there
ask my Grandma, my sister or my bike
yes there is no Lord up there
ask my Grandma, my sister or my bike
yes there is no Lord up there

OH NO...........!
 

© 1995 Billy Jenkins  PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎLIFEí    VOTP  VOCD 023

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THIS IS A DAY TO FORGET
 

The train
ainít in the station
thereís a three hour delay
the train
ainít in the station
weíre on a red light miles away
now we sit tight packed with sweat 
this is a day to forget

Dirt
is smudged by rain
upon the window pane
and every quarter hour
guard tries to explain
why we ainít there yet
this is a day to forget

Will I see my house
in twilights last gleaming?
will I be creeping in
when family are dreaming?
Ainít no odds to bet
this is a day to forget
 

© 2001 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎBLUES ZERO TWOí    VOTP  VOCD 024
 

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THIS ROOM
 

This Room
Ainít too well
This Room
Has a  smell
This  Room
Is a blunted knife
This Room
Has no life

These walls
Are closing
These walls
Suffocating
These  walls
Donít look nice
These walls
Have no life

This house
Is built to last
This house
Will be my past
This  house
Donít want me no more
Iím walking
Through the door

Iím walking....
 

© 2004 Billy Jenkins  PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎWHEN THE CROWDS HAVE GONEí    BABEL BDV 2450

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THROW THEM BLUES IN THE RECYCLING BIN

Gonna throw them bluesĖ in the recycling bin
Gonna throw them blues Ė in the recycling bin
Gonna throw them blues Ė donít want Ďem back again.

When you get the blues 
And bells begin to ring 
Stand on your two feet
And let the blues sing!
Gonna throw them blues Ė in the recycling bin
Gonna throw them blues Ė donít want Ďem back again.

We donít want them blues....
Weíre gonna throw Ďem......
Weíre gonna show Ďem
When the blues come Iím gonna know Ďem.......
And weíre gonna throw em.....
Where you gonna throw em...?
IN THE RECYCLING BIN!

© 2004 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎI AM A MAN FROM LEWISHAMí    VOTP  VOCD 105
 

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W
 
 

WHEN  MONEYíS  REALLY TIGHT
 

Itís been a long hard day 
Canít wait to get home for a meal
Then bandleader says 
No cash 
Cheques is the way I deal

Too tired and poor for shopping
Air is turning stale
When moneyís really tight 
Batteries begin to fail

You fumble through the front door 
Sit down on the settee
When moneyís really tight 
Dinner is a 
Cook show on TV
 

© 2004 Billy Jenkins   PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎWHEN THE CROWDS HAVE GONEí    BABEL BDV 2450

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WHEN THE PARENTS COME TO STAY
 

When the parents come to stay  -  I feel unwell
When the parents come to stay  -  flowers donít smell
When the parents come to stay  -  I want to run away.

The generation gap - is like the Grand Canyon
The generation gap - is like the Grand Canyon
Steradent, Analsol and TCP - are your bath time companions.

They fill your ears with kak - and donít understand what you say
They fill your ears with kak - and donít understand what you say
Itís like the Night of The Living Dead  -  When The Parents Come To Stay.....
 

© 1996 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
    from the CD ĎBORN AGAIN [and the religion is the blues]í  VOTP  VOCD 111 

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WHERE ARE YOU?
 

When I kissed you at the station 
and said that you would wait on 
my return and I discover
that youíve found another lover
where are you? 
canít get through 
on the phone

Canít believe youíre disconnected 
when my heartís been so affected 
now I need you here at home 
but youíre leaving me alone 
where are you? 
canít get through 
on the phone

Iím not waiting to uncover
your sister or your brother
find your reckless silly mother 
Iím just looking for you 
my long lost lover 
where are you? 
canít get through 
on the phone
 

© 1978   Ian Trimmer / Billy Jenkins    PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎS.A.D.í  Babel BDV 9615

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WHERE DID I STAY LAST NIGHT?
 

Where did I stay
where did I stay last night?
where did I stay
where did I stay last night?
I wasnít here this morning
but I saw this hotel room in early light

Yesterdaysí sweat
keeps me all alone 
yesterdaysí sweat
keeps me all alone 
to linger on the silence
like a deaf mute 
with an answer phone

Tomorrow Iíll be moving 
flying on a plane 
tomorrow Iíll be moving
flying on a plane 
Iíll be someplace else tomorrow
but this hotel room will still be the same

Where did I stay last night?
 

© 1995  Billy Jenkins   PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎS.A.D.í  Babel BDV 9615

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WHITE VAN MAN
 

White Van Man
in a 
white tin can
eating lunch
bread and spam
in a roadside Caff
off the A13
White Van Man
keep your van clean

Delivery
is his career
traffic jams
he just donít care
his CV
reads A to B
whoíd wanna be a
White Van Man?
whoíd wanna be a
White Van Man?

King of the road
in red light bursts
when itís green
heíll take off first
loud music on
mouth Pepsi canned
Chicken Royalé
White Van Man
Chicken Royalé
White Van Man

Depot bound
all drops are done
with mobile phone
he plans his fun
one hand on wheel
one hand ĎUp Yours!í
heís the Man!
White Van Man!
Heís the Man!
White Van Man!
 

© 1999 Billy Jenkins PRS/MCPS
   from the CD ĎBLUES ZERO TWOí    VOTP  VOCD 024

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