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Shane McFarlane

LYRICS

1. Lead on News

Spoilt brat, real meal flat, no fries today
White corvette, red sunset, bling sing hooray

Big fake chest, lipo best, no work today
Pink gold vest, well on quest, think real today

Can’t help but watching you
Fall from the lead on news
Destine to self-destruct
Enough is not enough
And I can’t see the smile on your face

Front page catch, ride on that, retention pay
Botox cat, chasing Pratt, a good will day

Shopping pay, blown all day, designer gay
Now need change, bold and strange, no not today

I saw you, fade away
Never to, parade again

©Copyright 2011 Words and Music By S A McFarlane



2. Slip Away

Fame fortune freaks; fall asleep for now my dove
Wax into wane, weasel name call him my love
Blame, falling thin, I miss the tea. Cracks, under chin, spoken to me

Did you have a day when you slip away?
I am with you I watch over you

Go when you know, shift the mane walkers on drugs
Grey, shoot the brain, you might say honor my love
Blame next of kin, shallow and free. Relax, short and thin, yellow in sea

Did you have a day when you slip away?
I can’t lift you up, you’ve got it all, had it all.

Fame fortune freaks; fall asleep my dove
Cracks, under chin, spoken to me

Did you, have a day when you slip away?
Have a day when you slip away

Wah, wah wah ooh; ooh, ooh

©Copyright 2011 Words and Music By S A McFarlane



3. This is the time

You’re shot, it’s happened again
Thought you could only die once
Straight through the heart
Thought you were in paradise
Lost in forest, your heart as black as the night
With oh no idea, why this is happening again

This is the time to give it up
Time to give up time to give it up

No fear, it’s all on you now
You could have been innocent once
You’re angry again
It’s time to get this all out
Lost in silence
You won’t let me into your mind
And I’ll keep guessing, how this will all now work out

©Copyright 2011 Words and Music By S A McFarlane



4. Bring you down 

Big wish small frown, wear the crown keep sane
Here and now mood gone foul miss home

Bring you down, down, down to china town
Take you down, where the pros and people crowd
Bring you down, down, down to china town
Take you down all the lights and colours around

Peace not found spoil boy heed come on
Judge your past now indeed psychopath

Bring you down china town take you down

Sad friend over seas mad indeed

©Copyright 2011 Words and Music By S A McFarlane



5. So close

So cool today, you’ve got that look
Your idle scum, don’t you?
Please, send me flowers and April showers
Nice in vogue, a joke

Seems so close, but you’re so far away
Go ahead now, touch it

No school today, your acid tongue
You kill all fun, don’t you?
Please, pray for me, come set me free
I can’t explain, again and again

©Copyright 2011 Words and Music By S A McFarlane



6. In your own world (Instrumental)

©Copyright 2011 Music By S A McFarlane




7. Lament 

I’m still here, litter in my front yard
Seems so weird, nothing has changed a lot
Tell me clear, no point I’m here

You say you will not fail to see
Is this all you need? You just agree

I see the white light you shine, down on my bare feet from the end of the street
You think you’re on cloud nine, time you find you’re the meat and the ants think
You’re sweet 

Lack of thought, I sit and wait a bit
Paid my dos, oh will you gape some more?
Lost my way, another day

What have you done? Or will not see
You live life you’re the cream, you’re over me

Something you need nothing I see

©Copyright 2011 Words & Music By S A McFarlane



8. Stand up 

Pushed around all day, tormented many ways
It’s hard to see a ray of sunlight
You say you have no clue, you think it could be you
You just can’t put your finger on it
Lots for you to miss, no talk will cover it
Committed an offence

Now you must stand up for yourself
No one else can help you through

You file a complaint; they focus on your name
The bully starts to look real good
Nothing will be done, your left on your own
Authorities won’t do a thing
Best leave it alone and then you start to think
You’re on your own

No one can help no one but you

No violence no revenge, no force will make a mends
No torture no pretence
Stand up there and then not later in event

©Copyright 2011 Words and Music By S A McFarlane



9. Still don’t get it

Tried to tell you for so long, and you still don’t get it
If it’s your best your best won’t do, and you still don’t get it
What comes around goes around, and I hope you get it

Still don’t know, what to do, still don’t know, what you’re doing
Aimless breeze, in your hair, nameless ease, cease to care

Pick a flower and move along, and you still don’t get it
It’s from a seed that you can’t see, and you still don’t get it
Look to the ground and all around, and I hope you get it

Don’t make the same mistake again, and you still might get it
If you can see what I can see, and you still might get it
Your spite stops you from moving on, and you still might get it

Do not preserve human error

©Copyright 2011 Words and Music By S A McFarlane



10. In The Sun

One pulled to freedom
The other to conform
Feeling washed over

Like rocks ocean face
Feel alive flowers meadow
On a sunny day 

Cold fish on ice at the market
Warm snake basking in the sun 

Let you develop
Past the crashing waves
And ice at markets

Feel sun on your face
Bask be warm open heart
To freedom life

©Copyright 2011 Words By M J McFarlane Music By S A McFarlane



11. Window View

Sleep walking, words out hit the town
My friend talking, glare out don't hear a sound
Sheep shuffling, all one, no one around
Indeed stifling, want out, halt the crowd

Keep staring out, window view of crowd
Venetian slices pack, still no stare back
Stark blind and one step ahead

Seaside shopping, chop shop, till you drop
Like Bee's frightening, swarming Pandora’s box
Speed heightening, shoulder to colder pun
Bleak bellow, believing seething mob

In your head, rancid in you head

©Copyright 2011 Words and Music By S A McFarlane



12. Shimmering Joy (Instrumental)

©Copyright 2011 Music By S A McFarlane