bread & games

by dave corbett

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released August 20, 2013

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Track Name: water under the bridge
Water under the bridge

An eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth
The tears that we cry in search of the truth
Lies upon lies continue the fight
Two wrongs never made a right
But after all it’s just water under the bridge

You’re no more a fisherman than I the jack of trades
Said the cardsharp to the dealer as he dealt the ace of spades
No use being on the right side of a one way track
No use traveling first class if the train ain’t coming back
But after all it’s just water under the bridge

There was a woman I nearly knew
Wouldn’t waste a word where a I whine would do
She ran out of victims to consume
Got tired of the tantrums, got up , left the room
But after all it’s just water under the bridge
Track Name: don't believe it
Don’t believe it

Man came over here walked round the city
Gonna give us plenty of work, good oportunity
All you got to do is vote for me boy
Give the party the power
Put your cross by my name
This could be your finest hour

I don’t believe it
I don’t believe it
I don’t believe it
Anymore

Lady came over here all dressed in blue
Got to have faith in me boys, I know exactly what to do
Can we believe her will she decieve us
God only knows
The stika burnt the star the torch will burn the rose


I don’t believe it
I don’t believe it
I don’t believe it
Anymore

Man came over here said give us the tools
You know we did just that but they changed all the rules
Where do we go from here are you to blind to see
Yea we got a garden now with a serpant wrapped round the tree

I don’t believe it
I don’t believe it
I don’t believe it
Anymore
Track Name: better start thinking
YOU BETTER START THINKING FOR YOURSELVES
YOU CAN GET THE INFORMATION ABOUT ANYTHING YOU NEED
GET IT ON A MICRO FILM GET IT IN THREE D
GET IT OF A FLOPPY DISC EVERYTHING IS STORED
DON`T YOU COME AROUND MY HOUSE TELLING ME YOUR BORED

YOU BETTER START THINKING FOR YOURSELVES
YOU BETTER START THINKING FOR YOUR SELVES

WE GOT EVERYTHING WE NEED IN LIFE WE GOT SATELLITES IN SPACE
WE GOT CHOICE WE`VE GOT PLASTIC CARDS WE`VE GOT NO TIME TO WASTE
CO LOUR CODED WATER EGGS THAT FIT THE BOX
GOT A FALSE SENSE OF IMPORTANCE WE'VE GOT THE TICKING OF THE CLOCK

THE GOOSE THAT LAID THE GOLDEN EGG,SHE WILL FLY NO MORE
TO THE RAINBOW EDGE AT THE END OF TIME TO WHERE THE CROCK OF GOLD IS STORED
FEATHERS PULLED AND RAPED OF DOWN,HER FLESH EXPOSED TO ALL
SHE`LL SAIL NO MORE ACROSS THE SUN TO HEED HER LOVERS CALL

THE SAND IS SIFTING THROUGH THE GLASS EXCEPT A SALTY GRAIN
WE WATCH THE MARCH OF PROGRESS BENEATH ACIDIC RAIN
WE`VE GOT DRUGS TO NULL AND PACIFY,MAKE US FEEL ALL RIGHT
AND AS LONG AS WE CAN SHIFT THE BLAME WE CAN SLEEP AT NIGHT
Track Name: crocodile tears
Crocodile Tears

Don’t you wake up in the night
To find that I have gone away
Why not wait ‘til morning light
See things in the light of day
I know the score
You don’t want me anymore
Anyway

Don’t disturb your pretty sleep
To find what I have done
Don’t you keep counting sheep
Until the morning comes
I know the score
You don’t need me anymore
From now on

Don’t you cry your crocodile tears
It’s what you wanted anyway
I’m so tired of inventing alabies
Every time I need to stay away

Don’t deny the sandman's call
He may not come again
Giant oaks of beauty grow
From small acorns of pain
I know the score
You don’t love me anymore
That’s okay
Track Name: best out in me
The best out in me

I may be right I maybe wrong
Sometimes I’m weak,but then sometimes I’m strong
After living so long
There’s times I still don’t see
But I know while I’ve got you
There’s not much I can’t do
You bring the best out in me

When the world don’t seem a friend
When every day the rainmaker sends
When solitude once more accends
To fill the spaces in my mind
So I’ll let you take control
Of my senses and my soul
You bring the best out in me

You could have been anything you wanted
But you chose to be my friend
Fickle fate stands at the gate
I’ve no bridges left to defend

There’s some you win,some you lose
Sometimes I laugh but I’m not amused
These dreams I have I do not choose
They just trip me from behind
I may be stubborn as a mule
I might be crazy but I ain’t a fool
You bring the best out in me
Track Name: part of the gang
I want to be part of the gang

wanna be loved by all and sundry
get a good job starting next Monday
Go to Dave's concerts every Sunday
Every Sunday Every Sunday
Covet the seat at the top table
just like those brothers in that old fable
Atone for the sins of Cane and Able
Cane and Able Cane and Able


Aspire to be on top of the steeple
Look down my nose at all of Gods people
Sort the wheat from the chaff, the weak and the feeble
the weak and the feeble the weak and the feeble
Sell my soul for adoration
No prophet, no faith , no salvation
Worth every cent, I‘ve done the equation
I ‘ve done the equation I‘ve done the equation

Ah to be known for all the right places
wide angled shot, a day at the races
throw in the kitchen sink, we're leaving no traces
we're leaving no traces we're leaving no traces
RSVP from all the right people
cameo in a long running sequel
sticky tale, trickier than treacle
trickier than treacle, trickier than treacle
Track Name: don't it feel good
DON`T IT FEEL GOOD

AS YOU WALK DOWN THE ALLEY
WHERE THE CAT AND MOUSE ARE FOUND
THERE`S A RAGS TO RICHES STORY
ON EVERY NEWS STAND
AND THE COIN IN YOUR POCKET
KEEPS ON JANGLING `ROUND

DON`T IT FEEL GOOD
DON`T IT FEEL GOOD
TO BE ALIVE

SO YOU SWITCH ON THE T V
BUT DON`T EXPECT THE TRUTH
THERE`S A GAME SHOW OF PEACE
AND PASSION AND GUILT
AND THAT'S JUST ON THE NEWS
A CAT STUCK UP A TREE
THAT BLEW SOMEBODY'S FUSE

FEELING PRETTY GOOD NOW
JUST A LITTLE OBSESSED
BY THE WAY THINGS HAVE BEEN GOING
THERE'S A BUTTON TO BE PRESSED
FOR ANOTHER HIGH TECH CUP
OF A MASSED PRODUCED MESS
Track Name: girls with their clothes on
Girls with their clothes on

Girls with their clothes on Girls with their clothes on
A pretty dress a tee shirt and jeans
Their favourite coat coming apart at the seems
Hey fella’s do you know what I mean
Girls with their clothes on

When I get so lucky it’s like champagne and ice
When I walk in the forest cool water sreal nice
When I run on the mountains where II can feel free
There’s nothing I like better for my company

Girls with their clothes on Girls with their clothes on
A pretty dress a tee shirt and jeans
Their favourite coat coming apart at the seems
Hey fella’s do you know what I mean
Girls with their clothes on

My friends and I buy the daily news
It keeps us informed and it keeps us amused
H scandal, the lies, the hypocracy
From front page to back it’s just pornography

Girls with their clothes on Girls with their clothes on
A pretty dress a tee shirt and jeans
Their favourite coat coming apart at the seems
Hey fella’s do you know what I mean
Girls with their clothes on

When I was a little child I went to school
Where I met all the artists and I met all the fools
There’s one thing I learned at my mama’s knee
Manners cost nothing and good friends come free
Track Name: barby & ken
Barbie and Ken


Barbie’s online to Ken again
My Daddy just gawps at TV
Brother fights virtual wars in his head
No one has time for me
They pacify me with candy and toys
But really they bring no joy
All I ever wanted was a friend
Barbie’s online to Ken again

I’m out of here as soon as I’m grown
This maybe a house but it ain’t no home
It may have a table, it may have a chair
Whilst Dad slobs out , Mom cybers upstairs
And it ain’t fair on a boy of ten
Barbie’s online to Ken again



The windows are open but there ain’t no air
I wonder if they even notice or care
House is full of stagnant souls
Drowning in a cesspool of fantasy roles
Reality committed suicide
Took with him the virgin bride
She never did get her fill of men
Barbie’s online to Ken again


When I grow up I’ll live in a place
Where people talk to each other face to face
I’ll play with my kids in my own backyard
There’ll be no falsehoods or charade
I’ll teach them how to use a paper and pen
Barbie’s online to Ken again


There’s hamburger joint down our street
But we’ve never been there as a family
We survive on a diet of Coke and fries
The occasional pizza on the side
We don’t eat nothing that falls from a tree
Still it stops the gap where our feelings should be
The stove ain’t been lit since I don’t know when
Barbie’s online to Ken again

When I come of age, I’ll be a man
I’m gonna find me a piece of land
Water and nurture Gods good seed
Won’t eat nothing processed in a factory
Leave these morons in their own stench
Barbie’s online to Ken again
Track Name: charity returns
Charity returns


You gave to me all of your guilt
You gave to me all of your fears
Twisted the knife right up to the hilt
You gave to me reason for tears


You gave me a life to endure
You gave me a life on my own
You gave me the pain to walk out the door
You gave me your acid tongued tone


Now in my awakening
Your gifts are plain to see
Tokens of contempt,heartbreak of misery


Take back your shackles and chains
Take back your toys of control
Take back your weapons there just bloody and stained
Leave me with whats left of my soul
Track Name: rats
Rats
Rats! They fought the dogs and killed the cats,
Made their nests in Sunday hats,
Lay the bait, prime the trap
Yea! We've got rats

There's a valley over yonder, Where the air is fresh and clean
Wide open country A developers dream
 
Rats! They fought the dogs and killed the cats,
Made their nests in Sunday hats,
Lay the bait, prime the trap
Man we got Rats
 Promise milk and honey ,give them bread and jam for Sunday tea
We could waste it in a decade If we build up a good head of steam

Rats! They fought the dogs and killed the cats,
Made their nests in Sunday hats,
Lay the bait, prime the trap
Yea! We've got rats Rats!
Track Name: so serious
So Serious

I hear what people are saying,don’t you
The’re not sure of the game you’re playing
But it keeps them amused
You just stand there and you think you turn them on
It’s at your expense that keeps them having fun
‘cause your so serious baby you’re so serious


I see the look on their faces, don’t you
They just can’t wait for the spaces to stop laughing at you
You talk all night but you don’t say one thing
They’re so embarrassed ‘cause you’re really not the thing
cause your so serious baby you’re so serious
cause your so serious baby you’re so serious

I feel polite rejection, don’t you
They think you made the wrong connection
That’s why they’re confused
May be you’d be better off doing something else
Not going to tell you, you’ll have to find it for yourself
cause your so serious baby you’re so serious
cause your so serious baby you’re so serious
Track Name: can't do it
Can’t do it for you anymore

There you go again stealing all my lines
Why don’t you investigate your own mind
You may find you have a soul
Look inside yourself and you may see
There’s somebody else there to set free
But only you can open the door
I can’t do it for you anymore

I could write a book ,I could write a song
Don’t take me so very long
Just about the time it will take to get over you
So before you go before you leave
There’s one thing I’d like you to believe
I’m still in love with you anyway
But I can’t do it for you anymore

I don’t mind the burden I don’t mind the wait
And I understand when you hesitate
‘cause I’ve bee down that road before
But it’s not fair when you turn me on
When I respond you just turn and run
Maybe that’s part of the game
I can’t do it for you anymore
Track Name: tell me
Tell me I’m your friend

No need for you to worry
You can leave it up to me
No need to be sorry
No Apologies

You can use my shoulder little girl
You can hold me tight
You can tell me all of your problems
In the middle of the night
You can tell me it’s over
You can say it’s the end
You can tell me anything you want
Tell me I’m your friend

No need to be fearful
I’ll be at your side
No need for teardrops
Dry those pretty eyes

No need to deceive you
I have no use for lies
To many complications
Creating alibi's

No need to impress you
By clever things I’d say
If I was acting
You’d see through the masquerade
Track Name: give myself a good talkin' to
give myself a good talking to
I`m gonna give myself a good talking to
I won`t know me when I´m through
Beat myself black and blue
Give mysef a good talking to
Shake myself awake again
Question myself, tax my brain
never going to be the same again
Shake myself awake again
I`ll be special, so unique
The word`s an oyester at my feet
I`ll be flying high on cloud nine
When I sit myself down and give me
a little piece of my mind
Slap my face get myself straight
I`ll be the number one candidate
Be someone to whom I can relate
Slap myself and get myself straight
Ain`t gonna be nobody`s fool
The worlds a crown, I`m the jewl
I`m the exception to the rule
Top of the class and I ain`t gonna be nobody`s fool
Track Name: every one cut down
Everyone cut down

They’ve taken her away
We had no time to know her
Now every single day
Just seems a little colder
Should we throw the towel in now
The gauntlet to the ground
The fight goes on until all have gone
Everyone cut down

Corrupted by their ways
We had no time to show her
They’ll abuse as their own
Until they have outgrown her
Clutching straws I’ll swim upstream
To reach dry land or drown
The fight goes on until all have gone
Everyone cut down

Everyone cut down my friends
Everyone cut down
The fight goes on until all have gone
Everyone cut down

Amputate the past
Severe every memory
Now the die is cast
The end is elementary
I will give it all I’ve got
They won’t give a dam
The fight goes on until all have gone
Everyone cut down

Starve her with their grace
Feed her with lies
Everything's consumed
Through children's eyes
I maybe wrong
I still have that right
The fight goes on until all have gone
Everyone cut down

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