POEM:
YES-A-GIRL'S-SHADOW-BECKONS-
YOU-NOW
At the foot of the stairway
like the spirit in your bod,
she stands inside a statue.
Hasn't climbed the stairs to God.
Who was it that killed her?
Now there's a mystery.
Use your own imagination
and set her spirit free.
It's the girl's own beckoning shadow
finally leads you to the crime.
You've passed on right by her
as to your bedroom you have climbed.
Her killer was a hard man.
The hardest of mortal clay
and though he could move
was a statue in his own way.
SONG LYRICS:
CHINA
China was born in Thailand
where it's mostly always very warm
Her mother is a Siamese
I have China in my palm
She talks about the Japanese
while we two sit in the breeze
She talks about the Japanese
and the people of Laos
Of when she lived in France
but mainly it's what is now
The Eternal Now, the Eternal Now
The past is a distant place
Her pappa died so long ago
She tried to study Chinese
The marks she got were low
Her mamma's a honeypot for her age
and with the men they're both the rage
She talks etc
The past is dead and gone
Still some memories linger on
The past is a distant etc
She talks etc
CUCKOO CLOCK COUNTDOWN
It's a cuckoo clock countdown
to when the bird is sprung
He'll peck out our eyes
He'll strike us deaf and dumb
And of any feeling
we shall all be numb
"You're dead, you're dead, you're dead"
the cuckoo will have said
"I have cracked your head
I have cracked your egg"
To the whole big round world
who's Mother Goose's goldless lay
the cuckoo in the clock
will spring forth and sound away
to we upon this earth
who shall have had our day
"You're dead" etc
It's a etc
"You're dead" etc (twice)
SONG LYRIC:
SLOPPY SECONDS
You're a loser at everything
You won the girl who's a ding-a-ling
handed to you by Shady Jim
as a prize for being so dim
Sloppy seconds are your just desserts
Not for you the mouth-watering firsts
Don't try and you'll not win
except for the loser's prize young Slim
Fat chance at you scoring tops
when tied down by your own knots
Sloppy etc (twice)
You're a loser etc
Sloppy etc (twice)
SONG LYRIC:
BECKONIN' SHADOW
At the foot of your stairway
like the spirit in your bod
she stands inside a statue
Hasn't climbed the stairs to God
Who was it that killed her?
Now that's a mystery
Use your own imagination
and set her spirit free
It's the girl's own beckoning shadow
finally leads you to the crime
You've passed on right by her
as to your bedroom you've climbed
Who was? etc
Her killer was a hard man
The hardest of mortal clay
and though he could move
was a statue in his own way
Who was? etc
SONG LYRIC:
DAHL'S DEMON
I told him I'm not like that
Yeah turned him down real flat
But he pesters like a fiend
That guy is well and truly the end
Keep that gremlin out my reach
Like Jame's he's got a giant peach
For a Willy Wonka don't take me
Stay away from my chocolate factory
Live and let live, I've said before
yet there he is outside my door
Give me space, I need to breathe
Turn around Dahl's demon and leave
Keep that etc
I told him etc
Keep that etc
SONG LYRIC:
WHAT A BUMMER
Oh what a bum
Oh what a bummer
She begged for a crumb
She begged for another
She'd her own granary
by the end of the summer
It's a bummer
It's a bummer
She was a professional
Give the girl
something for free
and she'll have something to sell
I have to grind
to make my bread
For crumbs she pined
and now is over-fed
I thought she was down
but man she's up ahead
It's a etc
Oh what etc
It's a etc
SONG LYRICS:
VENUS VISION
Maybe I'm just sea-whipped
but that beach girl is Venus hipped
and up-front she's well-equipped
I'll bet she's already dipped
Come on in, the water's fun
Don't just lie there in the sun
Maybe I'm just sea-whipped
Maybe I've just heat-wave flipped
Maybe I'm just mirage-shipped
That girl is ruby-jewel lipped
Come on etc (twice)
Repeat 1st verse
Come on etc (twice)
SPACE PATROL
How'd you think it would feel
were the world overtaken by smoke and steel?
It'd be unreal, it'd be so unreal
Oh what a dirty hole
to come back to from space patrol
Gotta live and gotta work there
Gotta protect yourself from the poisoned air
Everybody in despair, everybody so in despair
Oh what etc (twice)
How'd etc
Oh what etc (twice)
Bob Jackson was a leading light of the Coventry
progressive rock band Indian Summer who after competing with Black Sabbath for a record contract at Henry's Blues House in Birmingham 1970 went on to win the next years competition and their first and only classic progressive rock album came out on RCA Neon in 1971. Sadly the band split not long afterwards and Bob Jackson - keyboard player and vocalist, went on to play with a range of artists including Pete Brown and Piblokto, John Entwhistle, Ro Ro, Ross, Dodgers, Badfinger and The Fortunes (with whom he still plays).I've created a new site for Coventry Arts Umbrella Club on Ning. Much of my archives on on this site if you look in the index but Ning allows pdf files to be uploaded which means the Magazine pages and newsletters can be grouped together and downloaded more easily and also allows more space to separate some of the articles.I'm hoping some of the former Umbrella Club members with join the blog (they get their own blogging page on it). This is the URL The site is still in progress though.. http://coventryartsumbrella.ning.com/profile/TrevTeasdel
SONG LYRIC:
KEEP YOUR HEAD DOWN
Wherever it is I go -
and I've been around -
the folk say to me
"Gotta keep your head down
Don't you stand up
and don't you speak out
Be just like us
'cos boy you are nowt"
Keep your head down
A guy's been given bullets to fire
He's not like the rest of us
He raises his head much higher
Whherever it is I've been -
and I've been around -
the folk say to me
"Gotta keep your head down"
Keep etc
Don't you etc
Keep etc (twice)