Sunday, 28 June 2009

The Plan

Track 6 from the album Letters to Cyril Connolly.

While we're taking tablets
You are making magic gadgets
A box with flashing lights
It does nothing
We never read the textbooks
And you know all the buzzwords
Whatever you say next we'll agree to
Tell me what's the plan
Take the pain away
Tell me what's the plan
I'll do what you say
My mantra is secret
Your techniques came from an old book
The meditation helps me to trust you
The answer is suspect
If the answerer's a pervert
If only we'd been technically able
Reality's dawning
In the ugly comedown morning
Can friendship survive such a beating
Illusion is shattered
Without money nothing mattered
Our angels are swimming in bullshit


  1. Trippy. More psychedelia. I want to write songs with you. I'm on the last track of a free download EP. Will send you it. We'll write a song. You suffer from the same musical psychosis as me. Rickenbacker brother!

  2. i found all this music a year or so ago when i was looking for some smiths stuff as the teenager i am i only knew "how soon is now?" and stumbled upon your cover of it...which led me onto your other brilliant and cool covers aswell as your very own unique smiths-esque music which is awesome.......i am also uber jealous of your guitar collection, untold rickenbackers and other musical instruments. keep on making the music cant wait to see the finished havoc monk unseen.

  3. Possibly a reference to "Magic Alex?" Great song.