Wednesday 29 January 2014

A love song that thinks it's dying


Hello.
Here is the best song about love ever written. Or at least it would be if it had a chorus. Or a tune. So it is only possibly the best song about love ever written, but certainly the best song about love ever written by Greville and the Tombstones, at a lunchtime.

I hope you enjoy it.

It's called:

Frog in a Beaker

Is that a flutter in my soul?
Or is it a death twitch?
These days hard to say,
Which is which
So tough to tell,
If I’m sick or well
Am I just feeling calm?
‘fore a comin’ storm?
Skies are always dark
Chill I can’t warm
So got no plan
I’m no weatherman
Future the Present stole
The Past is made of coal
Life goes into a black hole
Is this Devil’s theatre?
Am I playing a part?
A script I can’t follow
Plot hole of the heart
So I lie I confess
You I try to impress
Yeah, your eyes twinkle
In the electric bright
Of this buzzing neon
Gas warnin’ light
So hard to see
What’s hurtin’ me
Love is anaesthesia
Buried dread is amnesia
Lust is involuntary seizure
Hangin’ out with you
Without a care
Chemicals boiling
None too aware
Gettin’ weaker
Like a frog in a beaker
I ain’t noticin’ the situation
Like a frog in a beaker

 


  I have not made a CD cover design for it yet.