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Positive
01:39
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The carpet under your feet feels soft
But it’s only hiding from view
The cold, hard concrete you fall on
When they pull the rug from under you.
And you’re left without a leg to stand on
Your naked arse exposed
That’s when a so-called friend
Will arrive to present you
With the Emperor’s new clothes.
They’ll tell you that
“It’s really not THAT bad”
They’ve been through it all before....
So get your hands off your cock!
Pull up your socks!
And don’t think like that any more!
But positive thinking won’t stop you sinking
If your boots are made of lead.
Hanging on to hope won’t help you cope –
I don’t care what Oprah said!
The carpet under your feet feels soft
But it’s only hiding from view
The cold hard concrete you fall on
When they pull the rug from under you...
©Greg Hancock 2020
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Talk
02:23
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I was taught while still at school
Discussion was the simplest tool
To understand and find the common ground.
Just set things out with common sense
and back it up with evidence
To bring the opposition round
You can talk all day - and you can talk all night
Each side certain that they’re absolutely right.
Talk with kindness, talk with force
Talk the hind legs off a horse...
Those heels dig deeper in, I’ve found.
Engagement with the other side
When everyone’s so polarised
Will never shift another’s point of view.
Even when your trump card’s played
It fails to impress or persuade
fake news replaces what is true
You might as well just talk on your own
You can talk and talk until the cows comes home
Talk to clearly state your case
Talk till you’re blue in the face
The story resonates more than what’s true
©Greg Hancock 2020
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Patience
02:06
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Just a little bit of patience,
And a pinch of salt
Is what our poor blighted nation
Requires of us all.
Some calm, measured breathing
A quick roll of the eyes -
Disguise how you’re seething
With world-weary sighs
Stop torturing yourself – hoping for the truth
That’s not the way things work these days...
Look around you for the proof
The people made their choice, you see.
The system failed the test.
The problem with democracy
Is that it’s just a bit better than the rest...
Time to pull the drawbridge up
And re-assess your goals
Time to nurture that cold, hard nugget
Till the next chance at the polls.
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4. |
Still
02:36
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instrumental
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Alert
02:36
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Don’t go to sleep on Hush-a-bye Mountain
Keep your eyes wide – this is no time for rest.
Tomorrow there’s work, and the schools will re-open
But you can’t use the bus. And you can’t get a test.
Keep social distance while sharing a pizza
Keep those two metres from your barber or boss.
Keep your masks on, both pupil and teacher
And if that’s not feasible.... don’t make a fuss!
I see on the faces of those who don’t get it
they’re just waiting for someone to sound the all-clear.
So they can continue as if nothing has happened.
And tell their kids stories of when the virus was here.
I can see there’s a problem.
I don’t have the answer.
I’m just a cow, with no immunity in my herd.
Information, competence and truth is all I’m after...
So you bet your life...I’m keeping alert!
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Safe
03:24
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You don’t have to worry – you don’t have to worry at all
You’re in safe hands.
No need to feel anxious when the numbers refuse to fall...
Be assured that someone has a plan.
Sleep easy through the night – don’t let anything disturb your dreams
They’re going to get this thing done!
And if you ever begin to doubt, or think
They don’t have your interests at heart
And that someone’s pain is another one’s gain
Nip that in the bud from the start!
‘Cos on the playing fields of Eton
These posh old boys
Learnt to filter out any other kind of voice
With the Opposition beaten
They’re holding all the toys.
You got what you voted for, rejoice!
You don’t have to worry – you don’t have to worry at all
You’re in safe hands.
And don’t ever begin to doubt, or think
That they might not have a clue
That they’re just blown by the wind
Blind wandering
Or that they know no more than you.
‘Cos on the playing fields of Eton
These posh old boys
Learnt to filter out inconvenient noise
With the Opposition beaten
They’re holding all the toys.
I hope you got what you voted for, so rejoice!
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Greg Hancock Exeter, UK
Singer/songwriter and guitarist based in Devon, England.
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