tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24298969503696887222024-03-07T20:25:30.154-08:00The Young JCC.The Young JCC.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13657207681951811365noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2429896950369688722.post-17996880123107181112011-09-26T13:24:00.001-07:002011-09-26T13:24:54.774-07:00The girl in the Joy Division tshirt ( first attempt)Oh darling there's too many collisions in our path <br />
Just trying to suss it all out but it's like a tricky piece of math <br />
That night when you tasted of malboro and red lipstick<br />
That taste that was so beautiful but went so quick <br />
<br />
Sent me a drunken text after a few smirnoff ice<br />
The Joy Divison tshirt I saw then just about sufficed <br />
That Oliver Tate coat you've got lights up a million faces across Broadway <br />
Leaving all hope that the figure behind it will be mine someday <br />
<br />
Tommorow text me the directions and meet me at Piccadilly <br />
Paris, Rome, Manchester, I'll be there. <br />
Whatever you choose is just quite alright for me today <br />
<br />
But baby the cuddles in the art cafe and all my common sense took a u-turn<br />
Just a u-turn for you my love.<br />
<br />
Do you believe in Cupid? <br />
Do you believe he has a plan or we should just go with it and not kid ourselves <br />
But where would be now if you never liked my Morrissey words <br />
Would you be around because if you was that feeling would be like confectionary to a child <br />
I'm sure though one day we would of met by the shore and your sixties red lipstick would of smiled<br />
<br />
Tomorrow I'll try to live up to your aspirations <br />
But I hope you dont mind me trying my best today. The Young JCC.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13657207681951811365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2429896950369688722.post-88374105358460517502010-12-23T13:51:00.000-08:002010-12-23T13:57:21.906-08:00John Lennon eat your heart out ( First Draft )<div class="MsoNormal"><b><u>John Lennon eat your heart out </u></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Just the usual working class lad</div><div class="MsoNormal">Not yet upto anything dodgy or bad </div><div class="MsoNormal">Just admiring Sir Fray and Master Brown</div><div class="MsoNormal">Hoping one day to wear their shiny little crown</div><div class="MsoNormal">John Lennon eat your heart out</div><div class="MsoNormal">Is the dream your keep thinking about? </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">You know you want to be the frontman</div><div class="MsoNormal">The guy with the driving ban and the masterplan</div><div class="MsoNormal">The arrogant little fucker with the designer shoes</div><div class="MsoNormal">But always in the paper for handling class A & the booze</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Your songs may be different but they all make the same sense</div><div class="MsoNormal">Someone else has already sold the ep for a few pence </div><div class="MsoNormal">You think your best mates </div><div class="MsoNormal">Cause you go his school and taught by his teachers</div><div class="MsoNormal">Or know his babysitter and his ex </div><div class="MsoNormal">But you will always be one of the thousands unknown little preachers </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">You know you want to be the frontman</div><div class="MsoNormal">The guy with the the driving ban and the masterplan </div><div class="MsoNormal">The arrogant little fucker with the designer shoes</div><div class="MsoNormal">But always in the paper for not handling class A & the booze</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">You think you can gloat, when wear you silly green coat</div><div class="MsoNormal">You think your playing the Salford lads club</div><div class="MsoNormal">Your just playing a small deserted bar</div><div class="MsoNormal">You think your hard coughing up blood </div><div class="MsoNormal">When your not even the shining star</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Ten years ago your best hit was in the top 40</div><div class="MsoNormal">That track no longer seems new or naughty </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">You think you can gloat, when wear you silly green coat</div><div class="MsoNormal">You think your playing the Salford lads club</div><div class="MsoNormal">Your just playing a small deserted bar</div><div class="MsoNormal">You think your hard coughing up blood </div><div class="MsoNormal">When your not even the shining star</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Desires to have the style but can only shop at Primark</div><div class="MsoNormal">Doesn’t quite hit the mark</div><div class="MsoNormal">Want to have the moet and selfridges beverages , can only afford white lightning and a few Stellas</div><div class="MsoNormal">You don’t really stand out from the other fellas</div><div class="MsoNormal">Just a load of cigs on your cd cover</div><div class="MsoNormal">To mimic Turners design and hope to be discovered </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Ten years ago your best hit was in the top 40 </div><div class="MsoNormal">That track no longer seems new or naughty</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div>The Young JCC.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13657207681951811365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2429896950369688722.post-6109777211292749232010-10-04T13:32:00.000-07:002010-10-04T13:32:49.023-07:00Street corner<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:WordDocument> <w:View>Normal</w:View> <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:PunctuationKerning/> <w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/> <w:SaveIfXMLInvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:IgnoreMixedContent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:Compatibility> <w:BreakWrappedTables/> <w:SnapToGridInCell/> <w:WrapTextWithPunct/> <w:UseAsianBreakRules/> <w:DontGrowAutofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:BrowserLevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:LatentStyles DefLockedState="false" LatentStyleCount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style>
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">Has she got a habit or two young mouths to feed</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">If it’s a habit does the back of the car accident pays for her quick speed</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">As the boss gets more pleased with his greed</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">All she can think about is when will she be freed</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">Some say she doesn’t give cash back </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">But the younger guy claimed he got a rash back</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">This lady of the night who stands below the red light got promised everything would be alright</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">Another night she goes back to her grubby little den to take back her cow & gate</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">Then the baby’s nod off at eight next to their aunty Kate </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">Her routine eventually starts again</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">Overall when some ladies sign up to this occupation</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">They get offered strawberries and champagne</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">But instead of the Hilton hotel , their work placement is often Piccadilly station </div>The Young JCC.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13657207681951811365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2429896950369688722.post-20061620078490308022010-09-27T11:58:00.001-07:002010-09-27T11:58:08.143-07:00An August Bank Holiday In LeedsEnter the field on bank holiday weekend<br />
Thousands of people on the carling<br />
As the crowds expand all they all can think of is the main bands<br />
Thousands of tents huddled all together just for the music and the weather<br />
<br />
Six quid for some curry and rice<br />
Food can fuck off if food is that price<br />
Some of the girls on the eye are very pleasing<br />
But no way am I lining up hours for a shower if its fucking freezing<br />
<br />
Pack of durex in your old jeans<br />
Empty rack of gaymers that has served its means<br />
Some stoners in the next tent<br />
A broken ipod that’s on rent<br />
<br />
Head down to the main stage<br />
The newest rockstar walks on all excited and sorted<br />
Probably from the line he had just snorted<br />
The audience now finally start to be delighted<br />
Jumping around like 2 long lost friends reunited<br />
Get a punch to the ribs<br />
Fuck it though here comes THE CRIBS<br />
<br />
The libertines walk on and crack open with horrorshow<br />
This is songs of praise for the crowd below<br />
From up the bracket to I get along<br />
The crowd think Barat and Doherty can do no wrong<br />
<br />
Pack of durex in your old jeans<br />
Empty rack of gaymers that has served its means<br />
Some stoners in the next tent<br />
A broken ipod that’s on rent<br />
<br />
There’s three strongbows for breakfast<br />
Just to make a start on getting you wreckless<br />
So many Sid’s dressed up as Nancy<br />
Sorry mate but that just doesn’t tickle my fancy<br />
<br />
Sleeping bag , tent and dirty clothes into the car<br />
Wristband taken off where it has left a scar<br />
The field is now empty of the alcoholics and the junkies<br />
Now crank up the volume of the Arctic Monkeys<br />
As I leave the field and open one of the last beers<br />
All I can say to this weekend is cheersThe Young JCC.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13657207681951811365noreply@blogger.com0