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Hard Road Ahead
Words and Music Copyright Simon Hudson 2006
Thinkin’ about the road ahead of me
I’ve got time, I’ve got time
Thinkin’ about the things you said to me
I’ve got time, I’ve got time

Don’t know what you were thinkin’ of
Didn’t know you’d be so cruel
Don’t know why you did the things you did
Now I’m on, on,
On my way

I came home to find you lying there
You looked so cool, looked so cool
“What’s up? Got nothin’ to wear”
I was such a fool, such a fool

See windows as I pass them by
Leaving it all behind
There’s a hard road ahead of me
Still got time, time
Still got some time

He stepped out from the shower, You looked at me and laughed
“He’s just another lover, He won’t be the last”
Two routes to choose between
High road’s the one I choose
Standing above it all
One step to leave behind these blues

So I’m leaving it all behind
The pain, the truth and you
The hard road’s what I’m goin’ to find
Let it do what it must do

Now the papers will say I fell for you
And what they write is true
There’s a hard road ahead of me
It’s my time, time
It’s my time.

Cold Night
Words Jane Watkins

Music TripManhattan Copyright 2006

She said “he’s cool”
I said “No way, who’s the fool?” I am
That’s why you led me astray

His room was so nice,
And although I thought twice
I said, well, well I said ok

It was a Cold Night,

It was a Cold Night,

It was a Cold Night,

That night with, that night with you 

You go out, you have a good time
But then it’s a blur and you wonder why

No feelings, hostile,
Blue and selfish, his style
He didn’t care, he got it away

Now he’s gone, you’re left
Wondering, Oh god what’s next?
All you can feel is hurt and shame.

Chorus

The Hunter

3rd Favourite Chord

Words and Music Copyright Simon Hudson 2005


Take your best shot
'cos you know that I'm coming
know that I'm coming
coming for you

Better turn and run
'cos you know that I'm coming
better start running
I'm coming for you

I saw you enter my
hunting zone, hurting zone
Foolish child to come
here alone, here alone.

Gonna have my fun
there's no use in you running
gonna give you my lovin’

If you put a fight
better know that I love it
I'm hardening to it
I want you to try

Now your heart is thumping
your blood is pumping
the end is coming
I'm closing in

Your lungs are burning
Your feet are churning
The tide is turning
You might get away
To live another day.

 


Alright Jack

Words & lyrics Simon Hudson

Music Dave Marritt Copyright TripManhattan 2007

 

Another day to ease my soul
Another day in rock ‘n’ roll
Another day to turn away
Ignoring what the papers say

There’s talk of war, they talk of flood
No one talks of the common good
Tax is up, house prices down
There’s not a lot of love around


Gonna’ win the lottery
That’s ironic poetry
Live my life in ecstasy
That’ll do for me

Going to buy me a fancy car.
Drive it fast, travel far
Oil is scarce, so they say
keep my foot down anyway

I'm all right Jack, how about you?
Your foot is wearing the other shoe.
I'm doing well, I'm feeling fine
This poet's written is his last line

Chorus


Getting hotter than we planned.
Going to keep my head in the sand
This ostrich farm’s where I'll be
Ostrich farmers, you and me

There's talk of war, talk of flood.
No one talks of the common good.
They split some atoms in Iran,
Annoying the Big Bird Americans

Chorus

Talk of hunger, talk of war
Don’t know what they’re just talking for
Scenes of anger, scenes of strife
There must be more to life.


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