wildmountainthyme

hello, this is my first post, i have been on other forums but would like any views on this song please, it's a heavy subject but i've written it in what i think is a simple poppy way? that's the way i hear it? thanks for reading it, if anyone wants to put music to it, feel free, would like to hear what you can come up with. cheers, dan .



God He Lived At No 34.

Mary needed help from God today,
She dropped down to her naked knees and prayed,
Why do you make me feel so bad,
Why do you make me feel so sad,

And God he lived at number 34,
He watched Mary playing from his front door,
He said I am your god from heaven above,
Be good now Mary and show your god some love,

Chorus;
He said I have the angels
And I can make them sing
Have you ever kissed an angels lips
Or touched an angels wing,

And God he wore an old blue anorak,
He carried dolly mixtures and he wore a checked flat-cap,
And he took Marys photograph,
On an old instamatic, plastic, Kodak.

Now Gods garden lies unkempt and over-grown,
And sometimes Mary calls but God is never home,
On a cold Tuesday morning they took away her king,
She’ll never kiss an angels lips or touch an angels wing,

Chorus;
He said I have the angels,
And I can make them sing,
Have you ever kissed an angels lips,
Or touched an angels wing…………………

VEGANGELICA

Wildmountainthyme,

I don't know if you intended the song to sound this way, but to me it has an ominous undertone, as if the man is a pedophile deceiving a young girl who lives next door, telling her lies to get her to come closer, asking her to kiss him, and then taking cheap photos of her. I feel this especially when he says, "Be good now Mary and show your god some love."

If this isn't a song about pedophilia or an older man exploiting a young, troubled girl, then I would recommend rewording the song.

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Tea Supremacist

Erm, am I right in thinking you've put forward a 'poppy' song about pedophilia? Really?




This is a joke, right?

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wildmountainthyme

hi vegangelika,tea supremacist. thanks for replies. you are spot on vegangelica. it is all about manipulation, how easy it is to lie. mary, because someone older has said so, will believe, wants to see an angel, who doesn't? as for it being poppy? sometimes the most happy sounding upbeat songs are, when you listen to the lyric really rather dark. nick cave, lou reed. i'm not saying i can write as well as these guys, i sometimes need a bit more depth to the music i listen to, when i write, because i'm not a musician, it's got to be the words. i thought it would be interesting to put this to a traditionally poppy sound, if the tune was catchy enough it would be quite a light and dark offering? no subject should be taboo. thanks again for your comments.
wmt

VEGANGELICA

Yes!!!! I'm going to get quite cocky, wmt, about my interpretations of songs matching what the writer intended.

Manipulation and lying as part of religions...the turning of people into fools...is something I've thought about frequently and seen quite a lot of. I was just discussing this topic a couple days ago with my dad. So, I wasn't sure if I was reading more into the song than is there, or not. I'm glad to see I was right.

I agree with you that a traditional popular-sounding song that damns religious manipulation and the willingness of people to believe on slight or nonexistent evidence, would be an interesting contrast.

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wildmountainthyme

any thoughts on these lyrics? cheers

when i passed by your window
i heard you crying,
your lover had left you
and now you are dying,
in the dark
i can hear you,
and i long to be near you,
so come to me lady
and lay down in my bed.

pour me another
and i'll be your lover,
and you'll never suffer
when you're in my bed,
they say you are crazy
they tell me i'm lazy,
but come to me lady
and lay down in my bed.

i'll wine and i'll dine you
i won't try to confine you,
if you'll only promise
this one thing to me,
if i give you my heart
you won't tear it apart,
then come to me lady
and lay down in my bed.

wildmountainthyme

My old man he kisses girls,
And my old dear she swallows pills,
And you ask me what’s wrong tonight,
Will you come over and stay by my side,

You take my hand and you say to me,
Will you read me your poetry,
And will you show where you sleep,
Will you hold me ‘cos tonight I’m weak,

You and I wrapped in the night,
The stars smile above us,
The moon soft and bright,
You are my queen and you offer me hope,
We are bound in the darkness,
And love is our rope,

I feel so warm when I’m with you
You comfort me and pull me through.

wildmountainthyme

i was concieved against a wall
****ing followed alcohol,
five furious minutes
out in the cold,
he paid his money
your **** was sold.

chorus.
jesus,
please us,
take us in your arms
and squeze us,
rock us, roll us
when we're all alone console us.

i hear the humping, every night,
i see the bruises, after fights,
you say you are finished
no more midnight guests,
but i hear you ask
sir, what's your request?

the minister, he comes to pray
he says he'll chase, your sins away,
he makes you kneel
down at his feet,
he preaches love
while your tongue keeps the beat.

chorus.
jesus,
please us,
take us in your arms
and squeze us,
rock us, roll us
when we're all alone console us...........................

wildmountainthyme

little joey wants to be
a fighting hero in the army,
he was given
a plastic gun today,
he smiled and blew his mum and dad away,

anne-marie she wants to
be a nurse,
and help you,
she'll work all day, for not much pay
but she's a little angel people will say,

chorus;
give me rock 'n' roll that's new
i don't want music that's been used,
give me something to make me think
something to keep me off the drink,

edward brown
he is a clown,
his trousers always falling down,
his teachers say his mind is slow
but who really cares, who even wants to know,

and little sally
she will be,
the prettiest girl in history,
longe blonde hair,
and big blue eyes
shiny white teeth and flexible thighs

chorus;
give me rock 'n' roll that's new
i don't want music that's been used,
give me something to make me think
something to keep me off the drink.

wildmountainthyme

the whispering sea calls out to me
come shelter in my sanctuary,
tonight i'll swim beneath dark skies
when i grow tired
death is my prize,

i feel the lights behind me fade
but i won't stop my midnight raid,
i'll reach my goal and free my soul
when my body's dead and it's gone cold,

my arms are heavy and they pull me down
i'm out too far and i can't turn 'round,
i see your face, i can smell your hair
be patient girl i'm almost there,

tonight the moon will see us rise
as we enter black paradise
we'll swim into the peaceful night,
beneath dark skies,
our moon shines bright.