God, Save Our Queen

When I was really, really bored.
I'm not unpatriotic or anarchist or anything
I was just bored.

God, Save Our Queen

God, save our gracious Queen,
Long live her sins and fires but whilst we dream,
Oh God save the Queen.
Send her angels with warnings notorious,
Coffins golden and glorious,
No longer to reign over us,
God, save the Queen.
Oh Lord God your anger arise,
Scatter our enemies with your weapons of choice,
And make them fall.
Damn them to Hell with their nuclear bombs and tricks,
Override their fractured politics,
Her black heart; on you our hopes we fix,
God, save the Queen.

Not in this vacant blackened land alone,
But be our vicious mercies known,
From wasteland to shore.
Lord, make the fallout nations see,
That men should let atoms be,
And form one union of prosperity,
Over every town and every street.
From every blazing, liberal foe,
From the sniper’s 60cm blow,
God, save the Queen.
He’ll shoot over the blackened heart she will extend,
For Britain’s sake you must defend,
Our mother’s lost heart and soul and friend,
God, save the Queen.

Our choicest nuclear Soviet gifts in store,
Her stolen heart would be pleased to pour,
Too long may she reign.
May she be defended by any law,
And ever make us fear and cause us,
To sing with fear and guilt and voice,
God, save the Queen.

Changing (The Stairs Song)

UUURGH. I'm just trying to make a point. THINGS CHANGE. Things happen and people change. And it sucks like hell but it happens...you just have to move on and hope that somewhere ahead things change for the better. At times you might feel trapped and unable to move on but things change. They do. Be careful.
Mix of pop-rock and hard-rock. Like mixing Paramore ('All I Wanted') and Fightstar ('We Apologize for Nothing').


Changing (The Stairs Song)

There at the edge of the room,
I see your face, crying over me.
But here where I'm standing now,
Not in one place, you're confused like me.
I can't reset the things we said,
I can't perform repairs.
I know you're waiting up ahead,
But I can't find the stairs.

This house keeps changing,
Parts arranging,
Forcing us apart.
I've paid the prices,
Restored from crisis,
Changing through my heart.

Somewhere there is a cupboard,
Where we've pushed things, hidden them from sight.
But where we couldn't find the space,
They're everywhere, causing us to fight.
I can't reset the things I said,
I can't perform repairs.
I know you're waiting up ahead,
But I can't find the stairs.

This house keeps changing,
Parts arranging,
Forcing us apart.
I've paid the prices,
Restored from crisis,
Changing through my heart.

Change to pass the time,
But it still crawls past.
I guess change is not a crime,
But a murder's been forecast.

And I can't change the things we said,
I can't perform repairs.
I hear you waiting up ahead,
But there aren't any stairs.

Your heart keeps changing,
Parts arranging,
Forcing us apart.
I've paid your prices,
Lived through the crisis,
Changing through my heart.
I've paid the prices,
Restored from crisis,
Changing through my heart.

Believe In You

Non-conformist punk-pop-rock. Inspirations include 'Admit It!!!', 'Signal the Rifleman' and 'Woe' by Say Anything. Enjoy.

Believe In You

You speak clearly of me,
And all that you want,
You pay pity to me,
'Cause that's all you've got.
And I won't sit down to take this standing up,
So you should know,
I'm not here to give it up, so

You take them all away,
To redefine them,
You lured freedom away,
'Cause you're pissed again.
And I won't sit down to take this standing up,
So you should know,
I'm not here to give it up, so

We won't believe in you,
We won't believe in you.
We won't believe in self-destruction and,
Keeping a lock on life's front door and,
We won't take this standing up and,
We won't believe in you.

So you're loveless again,
Not so subtly,
And you're lonely again,
'Cause you're so lovely.
And I won't sit down to take this standing up,
You should know,
I'm not here to give it up, whoa

We won't believe in you,
We won't believe in you.
We won't believe in self-destruction and,
Keeping a lock on life's front door and,
We won't take this standing up and,
We won't believe in you.

We won't believe in you.
(We won't believe)
So take down your cameras
(We won't believe)
Take down your thousands of mirrors
(And we won't believe)
And we won't believe what you've done,
But don't leave it like this,
Because we won't take this,
We won't take this standing up, no.

We won't believe in you,
We won't believe in you.
We won't believe in self-destruction and,
Keeping a lock on life's front door and,
We won't take this standing up 'cause,
We won't believe in you.

In Fair Verona (Where We Lay Our Scene)

Copied off LPU. Zomg, I actually FINISHED a song! It's a miracle! Ahahaa! Big thanks to GlassGhost for his support on this, gave me the confidence to actually put the "completed" tag on this. :)




Going for a slow, mournful but alternative thing here. A bit like Porcelain by Red Hot Chili Peppers/Still by Foo Fighters/Session by LP. Very Romeo and Juliet orientated. Hence the title... enjoy xxx

In Fair Verona (Where We Lay Our Scene)

Beautiful verb,
Treated softly by the world,
Well sweet angel,
I want and you deserve,
Every piece of this word.

It leaves with a kiss,
Blown gently by the wind.

Oh love, we are so foresaken.
Oh love, tell us you're mistaken.
Tell us love is just a word,
Just a loving gentle verb

It leaves with a kiss,
Blown gently by the wind.

All of your dreams,
They take away what love means,
Oh poor angel,
We desire but never get,
The word and it's distress.

It leaves with the wind,
Blown gently by your kiss.

Oh love, we are so foresaken.
Oh love, tell us you're mistaken.
Tell us love is just a word,
Just a loving gentle verb

It leaves with the wind,
Blown gently by your kiss.

Oh sweet love,
Oh angel coming from above,
Your tears they stain my dress,
Fills me with lust that will never rest.
Oh my love,
Oh my angel drenched in blood,
Your tears they stain my skin,
They boil the love the rests within.
It stays dormant,
It stays cold,
And releases your relinquished souls.

Oh love, we are so foresaken.
Oh love, tell us you're mistaken.
Tell us love is just a word,
Just a loving gentle verb

It leaves with a kiss,
Blown gently by the wind.