Bittersweet
(Dave Faulkner)

You are my sword.
Your love is its own reward.
My heart, I have found
Gets carved surely by the pound

God knows I tried,
Tried to hold you with all my might
But time has won,
And I could never be that strong.
(Don’t cry) I couldn’t be that strong,
(Don’t cry) That used to be my favourite song
(Don’t cry) Tears so bittersweet
Fill my eyes whenever we meet,
It’s always bittersweet

I cut and I bleed,
You seem to find that so hard to believe.
That’s just too, too bad,
You could never touch the love that we had.

(Don’t cry) For the love we had,
(Don’t cry) Sometimes we try to take it back
(Don’t cry) Tears so bittersweet
Kiss my cheeks whenever we meet
It’s always bittersweet

(Don’t Cry) For a love-gone-wrong
(Don’t cry) That used to be my favourite song
(Don’t cry) Tears so bittersweet
Kiss my eyes whenever we meet
Anyway

We’ve grown and times change,
When we meet now it feels so strange.
I hold you like a sword.
You won’t cut me like you did before.

It’s always bittersweet.

Poison Pen
Dave Faulkner

“Dear John”, so begins a famous old story,
“Goodbye, au-revoir, thanks for the memory.”
Keep it short and sweet if you really care.

D-I-Vor-C-E can be so hurtful,
It makes public property of things that are so personal.
All the friends and family grab their share.

Ink is black, as black as night,
Black as thoughts that shun the light.
Truth will out and maybe then
You’ll put down that poison pen.
Poison pen.

Everyone enjoys sharing a rumour
But when it’s aimed at you it loses its humour.
Sometimes words so innocent cut so deep.

Ink is black, as black as night,
Black as thoughts that shun the light.
Truth will out and maybe then
You’ll put down that poison pen.
Poison pen.

Everybody keeps telling me, “talk is cheap”
Sometimes words so innocent, they cut so deep.

Ink is black, as black as night,
Black as thoughts that shun the light.
Truth will out and maybe then
You’ll put down that poison pen.
Poison pen.

Black as night, as black as coal,
Black as thoughts that cast a shadow
Right across my soul.
I thought that you were my friend
Until you picked up that poison pen.

That poison pen.

Poison.

In The Wild
(Dave Faulkner)

I will drive down Highway One
It’s the end that’s just begun
And I’m cruising 110,
Going nowhere, the road is my best friend.
White line fever has got in my blood,
I’m a river running full flood.

One road all around this land,
Like the lifeline in my hand
Out from nowhere the radio sings
Of distant memories that tug on my heartstrings
I feel twisted, kinda uptight,
As her face keeps fading from sight
In the wild,
In the wild.
In the wild,
In the wild.

See me spinning out in the sun
Now, I will burn on Highway One
I’m just burning in the sun.
I can’t stop until she comes.
In the wild,
In the wild.
In the wild,
In the wild.
It’s so dry.

Death Defying
(Dave Faulkner)

Ever since the world began
Men have sailed to foreign lands
And the fortune that they’ve found
Is now buried in the ground.

Some would say the ocean roars
As it stumbles to the shore
But to me it only sings
Of the sorrow that it brings.

All my friends are dead
Or they’re dying.
Empty laughter turns into crying,
It’s death-defying.

Well, I barely learned to swim,
Just enough to save my skin.
Now I’ll never sail alone,
And my harbour is my home.

All our friends are dead
Or they’re dying
And our laughter only turns into crying,
It’s death-defying.

If there’s one thing that I’ve learned,
It’s the point of no return,
And if that’s to be our fate
Now’s no time to hesitate.

Now’s no time to hesitate.

Like, Wow – Wipeout!
(Dave Faulkner)

I kiss the ground on which you walk,
I kiss the lips through which you talk,
I kiss the city of New York where I first met you.

You’re my doll and don’t forget it
‘Cos I’m the guy who will regret it.
I love you more than when I said it when I first met you.

I love the way you talk, you walk, you smile, your style,
Like now, Like, wow – wipeout! No doubt
That I was gone the moment I laid eyes on you.

You’ll never be a beauty queen,
Won’t feature in no magazine,
But you’re the best that’s ever been.
I’m glad that I met you.
Take every day now as it comes,
You take the cake I’ll keep the crumbs
I only hear the sound of drums in my heart.
That means that I get you.

I love the way you walk, you talk, you smile, your style,
Your dress, your caress,
Well, yes, yes, yes I am impressed,
And I was gone the moment I laid eyes on you.

Hayride To Hell
(Dave Faulkner)

Charlie was a driver and he hardly spent a night at home.
He rarely saw his family, trucking loads those long weeks on the road.
And Charlie would drive
For miles and miles.

Charlie had a teenage daughter he thought of as a little girl,
But one day he came home, his little girl had grown-up news to tell.
“Oh Daddy”, she cried “Oh Daddy, I tried but on the hayride how I fell.
That was a hayride bound for Hell.”

Now, Billy Jackson was the father but he wasn’t man enough to own,
And his daddy was the mayor and he said,
“Charlie, just leave my Billy-boy alone. ”
Billy had to hide
But there was guilt inside
And you can’t hide from yourself.
That’s just a hayride bound for Hell.

Charlie’s daughter died whilst giving birth to Billy Jackson’s child,
And Billy Jackson ain’t been seen around these parts for quite a while.
And Charlie would drive
For miles and miles.

And his tail lights say farewell.
He’s a hayride bound for Hell.

Show Some Emotion
(Dave Faulkner)

Show me some emotion.
I need to know right now,
How can I read your mind?
Truly, my love is blind.

You must know I’ve fallen hard for you
But you don’t react as if you do,
And your eyes just seem to look straight through.
But I see you.

Show me some emotion.
I cannot understand,
There is no need to hide
All that you feel inside.
Show some emotion –
Why are you waiting for?
How can I read your mind?
Truly, my love is blind.

Did somebody hurt you once before?
There are other friendships left for you to explore.
You play your cards close to your chest,
What you’re thinking I can only guess.
Here is my request, it’s just this:

Show me some emotion.
Show me your emotion
How can I read your mind?
Truly my love must be blind.
My love is blind.

The Other Side Of Paradise
(Dave Faulkner)

I took my love out for a walk into the rain.
The time had come when we should talk things out again.
(Where did you go?)  I can’t recall,
(What did you do?)   Not much at all,
The other side of paradise.

If we were perfect we would know a perfect love
But we’re so different we can’t go like a hand fits in a glove.
(Where did you go?)  I can’t recall,
(What did you do?)  Not much at all,
The other side of paradise.

The other side, the other side of your love
I’ll cross that line, but that’s not enough
It’s too much.

And in the end it will depend on you and me,
And if you still call yourself my friend you soon will see
It’s in the way we treat ourselves and those all around.
We must believe that we can help if we can
Fight against our prejudice and try to straighten out this mess.
(What did you do?)  I cannot recall,
(Where did you go?) Not far at all,
The other side of paradise.

Mars Needs Guitars
(James Baker/Clyde Bramley/Dave Faulkner/Mark Kingsmill/Brad Shepherd)

I’m primitive, I’m a primitive man
I got a primitive girl, we make primitive love
I’m a stoneage Romeo, I got a spaceage Juliet
We make primitive love, ’cause I ain’t got a T.V. set

I’m primitive that’s what I am
I’m your prime mate, I wanna be your man
I want you, woman, you know I’m hip.
Fly me to Venus in a real gone rocket ship.

I’m a primitive man, I said I am!
You’re up to date, but I can’t wait.
I’m a stone age Romeo, be my space age Juliet.
We’ll take guitars to Mars, and hit the discotheque!

She
(Dave Faulkner)

In the valley,
Hidden valley,
Secret world below,
Is Her kingdom,
Glowing crimson
By the lava flow.
I was captured,
Bound, enraptured
Kneeling at Her feet.
Then She beckoned.
In a second,
My life was complete.

Is she my girl?
She.
She is my girl.
She.

On the mountain
Springs the fountain
Of eternal youth.
I was taken
To awaken
To an ancient truth.
She’s the dreaming
With no meaning
In the light of day,
And my senses
Sleep defenceless
As she slips away.

Is she my girl?
She.
She is my girl.
She.

Bring The Hoodoo Down
(Dave Faulkner )

When shadows fill the sky
And evil’s all around,
Don’t call a preacher –
A different creature
Bring the hoodoo down.
Beside a sacred fire
That’s where he will be found.
Somewhere in Haiti,
Baron Samedi
Bring the hoodoo down.
Bring the hoodoo down.

It’s a river of blood
And a river of tears.
It’s a river of Love.

I know you’ll die to see
That zombie jamboree.
The dead will tango
Until the mambo
Bring the hoodoo down.
Bring the hoodoo down.

It’s a river of blood
And a river of tears.
It’s a river of Love.

We’re gonna learn to dance
And fall into a trance,
And picking cotton
Will be forgotten
Bring the hoodoo down.
Bring the hoodoo down.
Bring the hoodoo down.

Turkey Dinner
(Dave Faulkner)

You’re my turkey dinner,
You’re good enough to eat.
Open up that oven,
Your juices smell so sweet,
They smell so sweet.

I’ll provide the gravy,
It’s a family recipe.
The secret’s in the stuffing
And I’m sure you’ll agree.
You will agree!

Oh, Thanksgiving.
Thanks for giving her to me.
Oh, Thanksgiving.
Thanks for giving her to me.
Thanks for giving her to me.

Will I choose a drumstick
Or start with a wing?
Maybe eat some white meat?
I want everything.
Everything!

You’re my turkey dinner and
You’re my heart’s desire.
You’re my, your my, one reason for living,
One reason for Thanksgiving.