Ironwolf

I have no regrets
Not the arrows of love
Nor the splinters of trying
Nor the cabers of defeat
Well I’ve done what I can
And I’ll sing and I’ll sing
I was too thin for a thief
But too scarred to be trusted
So what else could I do
But sing all day through
And now this glorious day
Takes the light and the colours away
Prop me up on this bed where I lay
And let me have one last chance to say

Fuck you Reverend Bishop
Fuck you all to hell
Fuck you and the lies that you tell
Fuck you all my ex-lovers
The good the bad and the others
Fuck you so long and farewell
Ah but come when they bury me
And please no hypocrisy
Don’t let my death change your point of view
Say prayers at my death
But under your breath
Say fuck you Philip Jeays
Fuck you

I’m sorry for all the hopes that I’ve lost
Through laziness or impatience or hate
I’m sorry if sorry isn’t enough
I’m sorry if sorry has come too late
Forgive me this smile this grimace this grin
Forgive me this arse your money can kiss
Forgive me the dreams that wouldn’t give in
But most of all forgive me for this

I have no regrets
I’ve ordered the waves
Away from the beaches
And watched my feet grow wet
And laughed all the more
And I’ll sing and I’ll sing
All the songs I have left
Until I stop singing
And the dirt beneath my nails
Can scratch out no more
And now this glorious day
Takes the light and the colours away
Prop me up on this bed where I lay
And let me have one last chance to say

Fuck you Holy Sister
Oh yes I’m nothing if not fair
So fuck you too just as deep and as far
Fuck you all you who heckled me
From here to eternity
Fuck you go buy your own guitar
Ah but come when they bury me
And please no hypocrisy
Don’t let my death change your point of view
Stand right at the front
Call the vicar a cunt
And say fuck you
You were shit Philip Jeays
Fuck you

But now leave me alone
Let me go on my own
As that voice calls me in strong and true
And let me shout back
Through the cold and the black
Fuck you
Death
Fuck you

To see the vicar so perturbed
With his decrepit greying herd
Worried in case they jump the gun
Before they find the cash to pay
For his church roof that’s in decay
Or his fortnight in the sun
He uses fear on the old
You must believe or be destroyed
In hell fire one by one
Then he plays it very cool
With the kids at Sunday school
For to have any chance at all
You have to catch them while they’re young
I’d be so glad if he worked for me
Though it’s the height of simplicity
To rake in souls when they are down
To see his sheep up the garden path
You know would really make me laugh
And every king must have a clown

Oh to be a God

To see the soldiers pray to me
Before their final killing spree
Before their battle has begun
To see the ones who qualified
For honourable suicide
Half the brain but twice the fun
And though it’s all so very grand
I should never understand
Why they should want to die so young
I’d think that it could only be
That they so want to be with me
Or just pure stupidity
But who cares when all is said and done
I’d be so glad that they fight for me
It’s a distraction and you see
Days in heaven can seem so long
Judging people day after day
So takes one’s appetite away
A little war helps things along

Oh to be a God

To see that singer choke to death
Clutching at his final breath
Clenching a last defiant fist
But me I really couldn’t care
You know he really shouldn’t dare
To say that I don’t exist
But still despite my self control
I would die to save his soul
But I just don’t have the time
I want to be bountiful
I want to be all merciful
But when heaven gets this full
Somewhere you have to draw the line
I’d be so glad if you’d do him down
It doesn’t do to mess around
With things that men are supposed to fear
Free speech is all very well
But he can just go to hell
If he says things I don’t want to hear

Oh to be a God
To be a God
To be a God
Oh to be a God
Oh to be a God

Where you can make mistakes then sue someone else for free
A blame and cash in culture no win and there’s no fee
While your country’s bombing children to set their country free
Well someone has to suffer just as long as it’s not me
And you’ll get free toys from Disney if you feed your children shit
They can stuff their sorry faces until they’ve got the set
They can drink Coca Cola till they’re as free as they can get
Till they’re lazy and they’re fat and they’re no longer any threat

Then you can watch Madonna advertising Gap
While children sweat in sweatshops to bring you brandname crap
A brandname badge of honour to put you on the map
Just take my hand I’ll take you there there’ll be no turning back
And you’ll get interest free credit with nought to pay till May
And more and more enticements to overspend your pay
Until you can’t afford it and they take it all away
And you’re drowning in your debt a little deeper every day

Then we’ll give you religion to wash away your sin
Just open up your spirit and let the light flood in
It’s easy and it’s quick it does what it says on the tin
Just close your eyes then close your mind and put your faith in him
And you’ll get life everlasting ‘neath striped and starry skies
And the Cross of St George will rise up before your eyes
And this land of hope and glory will feed you bullshit spin and lies
Until one day you find your freedom fucked with freedom fries

And you’ll have seven signs of ageing no-one ever saw
Five signs of problem hair you never had before
Till karaoke pop stars leave you screaming out for more
And you line up meek and mild as they lead you off to war
To save your seven signs of ageing five signs of problem hair
Stain-free deodorants and perfume scented air
And brand new bedroom units full of clothes you never wear
Till you’re so drugged up on having you’ll forget they’re even there

And you’ll sleep a little deeper each and every day
Till the starving and the homeless all just fade away
And you won’t remember life could be any other way
And no-one ever listens to a single word you say

Marriage is love in a zoo where we think we see reality
But we only see the empty shell of what once was wild and free
Marriage is love in a cage to protect our kids from Daily Mail views
But kids are just convention’s excuse for adults to walk into marriage and into zoos

Marriage is love in a church where the death bells of love chime
And lovers pretend that they believe and so deceive for the very first time
Marriage is love in a grave where lovers pass from this world to the next
And vicious old witches take their revenge as they smile and point you’ll be next

So my darling I will not ask your hand though I love you
But I don’t need a uniform or a cage or a church to say I do

We can fly, fly away
Higher than the wars of children
Higher than the hate they’re built on
Fly, fly away
Higher than the men who fight them
Higher than the sun

If we can see in everything
A thing of beauty and of joy
If love can be the greatest treasure
We find along the way
If we can see in every angel
The smile of a little devil
And close our eyes and still believe
In words that lovers say

We can fly, fly away
Higher than grey words of wisdom
Higher than the men who speak them
Fly, fly away
Higher than cold words of reason
Higher than the sun
We can fly

Higher than the guns can fire
Higher than the wind
Higher than the little minds
That judge men for their skin

If love is all that fills our pockets
And kisses are our only change
Then take my hand and spend some money
Oh I’ll buy you anything
If love is all that turns our page
If love is all that spreads our wings
If love is all that tells our story
Then let the tale begin

Higher than the man made mountains
That would block our way
Higher than mere flights of fancy
Higher everyday

Oh the wind that dances through your hair
That makes you shiver oh so slightly
The way you smile the way you laugh
So lovely I could cry
Sitting on the edge of England
With your knees pushed up your sweater
And so much blue within your eyes
The sky itself might die
Take my hand and we can fly
Together you and I
Beyond the world, beyond the sky
My darling we can fly

We can fly, fly away
We can fly, fly away
We can fly
We can fly
We can fly