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.