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Next Time
03:41
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Next Time
I cut the trees down
I pulled the rope through
I reached the summit and faded away
Choke on my coffee
Get lost in the music
Wake in a haze from the previous day
I took a train ride
Arrived in earnest
But something wasn't quite right in my head
We disconnected
Awkward and nervous
We drank like retards and passed out instead
Dilute my words and mix them up
Cos they sound better that way
Three hours and down, junction was closed
My mind - it got blown away
Forgive me darling, but it isn't my day.....
It could've been so good, but it's gonna be better next time
It could've been so good, ah but it's gonna be better next time
It could've been so good, oh but it'll be better next time
I paid for my imagination - and I got ripped off again
So young and breathless
A foreign country
I was having a cynical time
It's never perfect
There's always something missing
I told myself 'things improve down the line'
Five hours and counting and I start
I'm starting to see your style
Stand round in circles while we queue
We queue up in single file
Forgive me darling, it just isn't my day.....
It could've been so good, but it's gonna be better next time
It could've been so good, ah but it's gonna be better next time
It could've been so good, oh but it'll be better next time
I paid for my imagination - and I got ripped off again
Words and music by jh 2010
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I Wanna Spend My Summer With A Rich Girl
I need a new lease of life to counteract the effects of British winters on mental health
I wanna meet a rich girl who's full of sunshine and light - who's got the dosh but not up herself
In her big, big garden listening to the planes and bees, this is English summer:
For once not getting caught on my knees
We'll drive down to the house that she's got by the bay of her very own estuary
Wake up breathing sea air instead of piss and decay, and the life that I normally lead
All those bars in London - they're such a soul destroying sham, I just can't wear the blinkers
And that's why I want to be your man...
I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl
I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl
But if I ever get too much, wrap me up and send me home, yeah
Watching the sun as it sets we're feeling real and alive, with a promise there's something here
I've compromised for too long, and as we walk up the drive I almost feel I have lost the fear
When feelings strip you naked with simple smile-defining things, you just don't have to fake it
Or maybe that's just what money brings...
I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl
I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl
I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl
But if I ever get too much, wrap me up and send me home, yeah
Of course it all has to end, because I'm not of her breed, no - I'm only a novelty
And so the vibes in our minds, they make us fail or succeed when we break for the boundary
But I'll still have the memories - A place where my mind can relax, however short it seemed
Just drop me right here beside the tracks...
I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl
I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl
I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl
But if I ever get too much, throw me back into the gene pool...
Words and music by jh 2004
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3. |
London Road
04:36
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London Road
i) London Road
It's just a road out of your town in the morning sun
A beginning of a journey - a totem when you're young
The old man sitting on the bench just past the roundabout
Head full up with knowledge, longing, love and hope, and doubt
But doubt did not exist for you in those days
His eyes seemed full of stories drifting on the breeze
As he checked his watch and glanced up towards the railway bridge
The lines hissed and the diesel train it hammered east
To a destination full of life and magic, war and peace
And magic still existed back in those days...
I cried for you, I envied you, I adored you...
I remember coming in on the Great West Road
The air and noise seemed so exotic
Tube stations seemed like gateways to amazing worlds
All strung-out and wide-eyed an obsession unfurled
Cos magic still existed back in those days...
I cried for you, I envied you, I adored you...
It's only a name but it stays romantic
For as long as you want it to...
Words and music by jh 2010
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4. |
Lucy's Party
03:22
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Lucy's Party
Got an invitation to Lucy's Party
The girl who was found on Bournemouth beach
In 2004 I was captivated by her eyes and chest
Now at last, the summit's in my reach
Wrenching the door, it's not the one I remembered
Sobering up with frozen fear
I realised I was dreaming - the venue was all wrong
The real event would not take place 'til much, much later on
THEY AIRBRUSH YOU AND MAKE YOU GOLD
YOU NEVER SMILE NOW YOU JUST POUT
THEY MAKE YOU SLICK AND MAKE ME OLD
YOU SOAK ME IN THE REALMS OF DOUBT
The psychiatric ward smelled stale
And my favourite view seemed pale
In the sitting room I sat and smoked
While my mind - it kept on racing
Got an invitation to Lucy's Party
There was so much bling and R&B
I pulled a shotgun on a bouncer
And all the liggers applauded me
I turned around and changed my tack
I flashed in front of Michelle Marsh
Rugby-tackled to the ground
A boot in the head I felt was incredibly harsh
THEY AIRBRUSH YOU AND MAKE YOU GOLD
YOU NEVER SMILE NOW YOU JUST POUT
THEY MAKE YOU SLICK - 'MAKES ME FEEL OLD
YOU SOAK ME IN THE REALMS OF DOUBT
The look you gave me froze my heart
If you ever hear this song, my love
Give my regards to your boyfriend
Words and music by jh 2010
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5. |
Wartime Spirit
03:50
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Wartime Spirit
Something's gone wrong, and the longer it goes on for
The more we open up to our fellow man
A wartime spirit, a bonding so sincere
Like a holiday romance, we know it's a flash in the pan
But it was great while it lasted, I'll remember those days forever
New, fresh and exciting, and though things were worse, it was better
There were suicide bombers, there was a national food shortage
It was a holiday on an island, and it was getting deported
We saw cars being washed down the street
There were fatal toxins in our meat
Scared, we could've melted like butter, but instead our backbones grew
And it was great while it lasted, I'll remember those days forever
New, fresh and exciting
And though things were worse, it was better
And as the H.S. Missiles flew, the bond between us grew...
I felt love for the first time hiding in an old tin barn
I felt camaraderie using a gun on a farm
I felt like I was wanted when the weaker looked up to me
While I cherished the leader's calmness and advice
Consumed by boredom, 50 hours at a sterile airport
But something's been evolving in the air
A wartime spirit, and a smile so genuine
From the woman who'd've sold you tomorrow to pay for her fare
But it was great while it lasted, I'll remember those days forever
New, fresh and exciting, and though things were worse, it was better
And as the H.S. Missiles flew, the bond between us grew...
Words and music by jh 2008-2009
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6. |
Fort Dunlop
06:44
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Fort Dunlop
(Instrumental)
Music by jh & Claude Trejonis, Summer 2011
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7. |
In Ascension
03:03
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In Ascension
Five years ago I promised you a song
Five years ago I could do no wrong
Now I'm older and I've let myself go
There's something that I think I have to let you know...
You're a star, you're a star and you're in ascension
You're a grade that my schooling failed to mention
You got power in your eyes and a laugh from heaven
But you also got one from hell
And I love it and it's just as well
I'm sorry I was cold, I'm sorry I was hot
But I'll be here for you for just as long as I've got
This song ain't a message - hope you understand
It's just a kiss on the cheek and a shake of your hand...
This song is a compliment
This song is a bunch of flowers
This song's an apology...
Words and music by jh December 2005
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8. |
Angels
06:49
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Angels
I feel like I'm off school ill
Everyone's gone to work
The house and the streets are quiet in the morning sun
The kids are at school or skiving
Daytime TV's begun
The rush has eased down and the learners start to run
I get sent a picture message
Of a girl who I'd have my way
I talk to my friend on the net, but we've nothing to say
The minutes and hours tick by
And the warmth and the day will die
I want to keep the sun in my heart, or at least try
Sitting out in the garden
A butterfly sits on a flower
I lie on the grass in the sun for an hour
and closing my eyes remember...
All the irony, all the bullshit and all of the fear
All the stress, all the crowds, all the dirt and the magic so near
All the irony, all the bullshit and all of the fear
All the stress, all the crowds, all the waiting,
and all of the LOVE...
Holding my hand as a pair
There's nothing that I can't hear
There's something that I can't bear
And there's no-one that I call near
I tried to get to grips with the angels, but they told me to go away...
Words and Music by jh 2008-2009
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I'll see you Tomorrow in a Different Light
I'll see you tomorrow in a different light
I've searched some hopeless places, undone some of my life
All the things I knew for sure they turned out as lies
The light bounces off buildings and turns into smiles
Paths are skewed at wrong angles
Dissolving into shimmering water
I'm back in an 'Eighties seaside amusement hall
Cigarettes, bleeps, sand and explosions
Take another drink and you'll stand tall
Days and weeks spent scrabbling around
In rented rooms with the same old books
Same old music, and same old troubles
Takeaways, booze and cheap encounters
Sunday walks round a deserted town
The focal points increasingly banal
Increase the sense of isolation
Why don't I take a train out of town?...
I'll see you tomorrow in a different light
I've searched some hopeless places, ruined some of my life
All the things I knew for sure they turned out as lies
A weekend visiting friends in an unknown city
Evening anticipation
We're introduced to some brand new people
Random pieces of the evening to come
An anchor to hold down a story
Nothing that matters when said and done
The girl behind the counter, she sparkles and grins
She's mine if I want her, the feeling sets in
I'll borrow any costume to cause an upset
Take her to my bedroom, and then lose the bet
A shimmering Friday feeling comes round
The warm summer wind lifts our souls from the ground
And when it starts a-rocking the branches
I'm momentarily born again...
I'll see you tomorrow in a different light
I've searched some messed-up places, ruined some of my life
All the things I knew for sure they turned out as lies
Such a diabolical liberty
The way you touch the heart of me
I punished myself, got took for a ride (poor boy)
Human nature deserted my side (boo-hoo)
See the marks and the scores on the wall (so sad)
Realise that I know nothing at all (why don't you man-up?)
Stretch me out, take me down, rip me up (poor you, poor you)
Buy me wine, then complain that I'm drunk (give it a rest)
All opinions are built on fine sand (you're just so miserable)
I wish I could make friends with all mine...
I'll see you tomorrow in a different light
I've searched some hopeless places, undone some of my life
All the things I knew for sure they turned out as lies
And the waves of love wash over me
While you don't feel them
And the grains of sand fall finally to the floor
And all the books I cherish, I can't make you read them
But still I take your hand and lead you through the door
It's nothing special, it's just steady away
Tolerance with a smile on your face
It's nothing special, only steady away
Resignation with a smile on your face
Words and music by jh 2011-2013
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10. |
Making Tea Is Freedom
18:16
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Making Tea Is Freedom
i) Alfie
Alfie's on, I'm watching Michael Caine
He's looking at the camera and his words tug at my brain
"If you ain't got peace of mind, then you got nothing"
So isolate yourself because attatchment causes pain
"Dig your nails in", "Let the drinking begin"
All these flashbacks seem so fucking banal now
Lots of trees and affluence, morning sun on ancient stonework
So tired of not quite understanding the magic
So I'm gonna climb into my bed, you know
I'm gonna delve inside my head to show me all
That sweet contentment that I cannot find
In any of my waking life
The questions on which we're wasting our lives
Monogamy and discipline and beer and fags and wine
Drugs and grease and lust and making good
The fog it stays around us, I say fuck it - so it should
Because I'm gonna climb into my bed, you know
I'm gonna delve inside my head to show me all
That sweet contentment that I just can't find
In any of my waking life
We only need one day of feeling
Or is this not what you are seeing?
I want to run across the rooftops holding hands with you...
ii) Making Tea Is Freedom
Now I've the sun inside my stomach
And watching your reflection of my smile
Listening to the rain against the window
And not having to stretch the extra mile
Joy and contentment reflected in our faces
We're happy sitting watching crap TV
Making tea is freedom when I'm doing it for her
The freedom that I knew belonged to me
Cos the gift of her smile is a miracle...
It turns all of the bullshit into truth
Content with cosmetic freedoms
And no unhealthy obsessions
Like road-works emerging in the distance
I'm finally presented with the proof
iii) Survival's As Natural As Sorrow
If I was like that, you wouldn't want me anyway
But I'm not saying that there's nothing good in our eyes
Bad, blank and black, once reality takes hold
Mutual euphoria is a thing that isn't sold
My words are caustic after a drink or two
Thirsty with boredom of a life without somebody new
The smoke rises quickly, and the circles don't fit me
I'm running away
Into morning sun and afternoon grey
iv) Afternoon Grey (instrumental)
v) Me (instrumental)
vi) Windswept
So hands up for the man who takes control and pulls the rug
I ain't ashamed to tell you that the wind's become my drug
Cos anything that's on the breeze that can't be seen,
it means the world to me
The lights they may dim slightly, but the fire will never die
There'll always be that lover in the corner of my eye
There's something else to be sometimes,
and I can't stand around as it blows by...
You scrape off all the layers, and then you find that life's the same
From drinking on the balcony to bus stops in the rain
So I'll toast imagination
And drink to all the colours in my brain......
Words and music by jh 2002-2006
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11. |
The Sky Is Breaking
03:54
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The Sky Is Breaking
I ignite this landscape
With just one little thought
You can come along with me
But don't say nothin' at all
I gave you a secret
I gave you a piece of my mind
You can take it or leave it
'Depends what you wanna find...
The sky is breaking, and replacing all my years
Fills me with diamonds, laughter, aces, smiles and tears
I hear the earth crackle
With just a flick of your hair in the light
Pure anticipation
Of the edge and everything out of sight
So I ignite this landscape
With just one little dream
And you can come along with me
Cos no-one's ever gonna believe what we've seen...
The sky is breaking, and replacing all my years
Fills me with diamonds, laughter, aces, smiles and tears
Words and music by jh 2012
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12. |
Collapse
03:10
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Collapse
Through lies we won't become one and the same
Through drugs we won't become one and the same
Through sides we don't become one and the same
But sometimes we get closer for a while...
The little things that I love about you
Are things that you don't even know you do
They mean so much to me
They mean nothing to you
So it all collapses, all falls down
Past houses, cities, farms and industry
Romance, longing, moving endlessly
I thought I had enough guts to let go
But now I cascade down like a wall of dislodged snow
Words and music by jh November 2006
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Something's Happening Here
I've seen the road, girl, and it's smacked me in the face
I've seen the road, girl...
Standing at the factory gates
Waiting for the minibus
Heads are glowing in the crowd
Something's happening here
Sun is bright and rain looks green
What the hell's happening to us?
Turn around to check the clock
And then you disappear...
Through the dust and the rain and the sky
I don't know why you're running
You just leave without saying goodbye
And I don't know why you're running...
Lying on my back again
Staring up into the night
Smell of earth and fallen leaves
Something's happening here
Thought that I just saw your face
Beamed through from a satellite
Suddenly starts pissing down
And then you disappear...
I've seen the road, girl, and it's smacked me in the face
I've seen the road, girl...
I've seen the road, girl, and it's still my favourite place
I love the road girl...
Words and music by jh 2004
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14. |
The End
05:57
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The End
The end of something heralds something new
So I just had to write this song for you
The upper hand it always ruins me
But now you've got it, all my words are free
I look at photos and they don't seem real
And I don't understand the way I feel
I only wish that I could purge my mind
Of all the broken shards
That start to pierce on through when things are fine
Turn fresh water in to bitter wine
Speeding up and slowing down the time
I walk alone beneath the pouring rain
It washes all the bullshit from my brain
There's something in your eyes, I know it too
Thoughts and things that I could never do
But I'm still grateful for the love we had
And I will love you even when you're filled with love for someone else
When I am just a shadow in your memory
I'll still smile because nothing
Will have the same effect as what you've done
So even while I'm out here on the run
I'll think of you and always see the sun
Obsessed with time and burning down the years
Now I sit here amongst the smiles and tears
I wanna feel some love without regret
A hidden window I ain't opened yet
There's something in your eyes, you know it too
Thoughts and things that I can never do
And looking back I will return one day
To that green plateau where
The pink and purple melt into the ground
Your soul gives off the most beautiful sound
I never really realised what I'd found...
Words and music by jh 2013
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Jon Hunt London, UK
Jon Hunt is a singer/ songwriter/ multi-instrumentalist from London.
His music, though
often described as 'quintessentially English' is eclectic in style ranging from alternative rock and power-pop to ballads, vocal and acoustic guitar to progressive rock and psychedelia.
Jon's fourth full-length album 'An Explosion Of Nothing' is scheduled for release later in 2023.
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