The Great Divide
I’ve used up all the whiskey
I’ve finished all the wine
I am no longer certain
If anything is mine
I guess it’s time to saddle up
I guess it’s time to ride
It seems that it’s that time again
To cross the Great Divide
I know that I’ve been reaping
More than I could sow
The morning light is telling me
It must be time to go
And though I maybe stagger
And maybe sometimes slide
I know that I can make it
Across the Great Divide
And no one will go with you
And no one’s coming back
You can bet the desert wind
Will cover up your tracks
Up into the mountains
And down the other side
To find out what awaits you
Across the Great Divide
©Neil
Dean ©fieldofsky
Change Your Mind
If
you want a better deal
Want
to change the way you feel
Just
be real
Change
your mind.
When
things get too hard to bear
And
there’s no respite anywhere
Don’t
despair
Change
your mind
Things
aren’t going well for you
You’re
acting like you lost a screw
What
to do?
Change
your mind
Change
your mind, you will find
Everything
is perfect, change your mind
Want
to get a new perspective?
Be a
little self selective
It’s
effective
Change
your mind
In
the deepest darkest night
Pull
the string, turn on the light
It’s
alright
To
change your mind
World
has got you in a state
Can’t
connect and can’t relate
Meditate
Change
your mind
Change
your mind, you will find
Everything
is perfect, change your mind
©Neil
Dean ©fieldofsky
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High Heel Shoes
Honey, things are different now that
you’re not round the house.
I make a mess everywhere, I even
cultivated a mouse
And, sure, sometimes it’s lonely, but I
never got the blues
Until I came across a pair of your high
heel shoes.
Chorus
Your high heel shoes, momma
Your high heel shoes
When I came across that pair, I damn
near bust a fuse!
Your high heel shoes, momma
Your high heel shoes
If I asked you to walk on me now, would
you still refuse?
Now, I’m not saying I’m sorry for what
I’ve said and done
Cos every fight has two sides, and your
side’s only one
I got a little tired of hearing I had to
pay my dues
But I never knew how much I’d miss your
high heel shoes
Chorus
If we ever get together and decide to
try again
We’re gonna
have to have some new rules, so this parting ain’t in
vain
I’m gonna
smoke a little grass, I’m gonna drink a little booze
And you can give me back my pants and
wear your high heel shoes.
Chorus
©Nigel
Wardle Fieldofsky
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Hippy’s Song
I’ve
been waiting for this day
Since back in ‘67
In
that vision that I had
When
they raised us up to heaven
To
the ship that fills the sky
Full
of whole new ways of being
In
that vision that we had
I
believed, you believed, we believed, what we were seeing.
So
sign me up and tell me where
To
wait for their arrival
I
guess that I should qualify
As a
tribute to survival
Cos
I’ve been hanging on for this
Despite
defeats and sorrow
A
way to give some peace a chance
Give
it some, give it some, love is all you need,
See
you there tomorrow.
©Neil
Dean Fieldofsky
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Mr Slippy
Oh Mr Slippy’s
come to town
He’s spreading joy to all around
What’s made Aunty lose her frown?
It’s Mr Slippy!
He doesn’t make a lot of noise
He’s just the chap for girls AND boys
He’ll please them all with grace and
poise
That’s Mr Slippy
He’s everybody’s favourite
He’s welcome far and near
Even Granny bends to greet him
Says, “You can use the back door, dear!”
When he goes walking in the park
All the dogs begin to bark
They wag their tails and leave their
mark
Sniffing Mr Slippy
He’s everybody’s favourite
He’s welcome far and near
Even Granny bends to greet him
Says, “Ooh my word, how you’ve grown,
dear!”
The vicar’s wife herself confessed
She’d been to see him half undressed
And then revealed more when pressed
By Mr Slippy
Our Mr Slippy’s
such a tease
He makes us all cry, ”More! Yes please!”
Oh life is good, yes life’s a breeze
Life is good, yes life’s a breeze
Life is good, yes life’s a breeze
When you’re with Mr Slippy
©Nigel
Wardle Fieldofsky
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Nasty Virus Gm
Gm///Gm///Gm///Gm///
Cm///Cm///Gm///Gm///
F///Eb///Gm///Gm///
Now
I’m shivering like I’m cold
But
I’m burning up inside
I
can’t seem to get no air
Unless
my mouth is open wide
And
so I went to the doctor
And
what I showed her shocked her
But
she said, You don’t require us
You’ve
got a nasty virus eating you.
Nothing
I can do.
Buy
some Paracetamol and take a few
There’s
aching in my bones
There’s
thunder in my head
There’s
lightning in my eyeballs
And
rocks all in my bed
I’d
better telephone the nurse
Tell
her that it’s getting worse
Let
her write it on papyrus
You’ve
got a nasty virus eating you.
Patient
feeling blue
Boo hoo.
You’ve
been tossing and turning
Haven’t
slept a wink all night
Tell
an understanding person
That
something just ain’t right
Why
don’t you e mail your teacher
Send
a letter to your preacher
They’ll
say, Your words inspire us
But
beware the nasty virus eating you
To
your own self be true
You’re
on your own now, too
So I
found a new perspective
To
make it feel all right
I rebirthed my past lives
And
bathed myself in light
Then
I dowsed for total healing
Levitated
to the ceiling
And
now I’m feeling quite desirous
Of a
lovely little virus
Just
like you
Just
like you
Just
like you.
©Nigel
Wardle Fieldofsky
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Sister Sky
When
it just ain’t fun
And
it don’t feel good
No
matter how hard you try
It’s
time you looked for outside help
From
Mister Moon and Sister Sky
Sister
Sky she can take you high
She
will make you sing
She
knows how,
She
sees everything
So
you’re out of luck
And
out of money
And
the whole World’s out of tune
You’ve
got two friends who can help you,
That’s
Sister Sky and Mr Moon
Mr
Moon get to bed by noon
Silver,
rich and strong
You’re
the reason why
We
sing this song
When
your feet are numb
And
your hands are cold
And
your mouth is awfully dry
Just
see yourself in a photograph
With
Mr Moon and Sister Sky.
Sister
Sky she can take you high
She
will make you sing
She
knows how,
She
sees everything
©Nigel
Wardle Fieldofsky
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The OohOohAh
Galaxy
I’ve been here a long, long time
But you don’t notice, don’t pay me no
mind
I’m not one of you, I’m one of me
My name is Urg,
I’m from the planet Glurg
In the OohOohAh
Galaxy
I’m all around, but you don’t care
I’m in your deepest thoughts and in your
underwear
I help you grow, I keep things free
I divine your needs and then I plant my
seeds
From the OohOohAh
Galaxy
My work is done I’m going home
You’ve grown the wheel and the mobile
phone
I’m really glad that Glurg
chose me
But I’m gonna go, you know all we know
In the OohOohAh
Galaxy
©Nigel Wardle Fieldofsky
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Wouldn’t You Say That Was Lucky A
Girlfriend left me took my car
Left me here in a roadside bar
Last half hour I made two new friends
They both drive Mercedes Benz
Now wouldn’t you say that was lucky
Wouldn’t you say that was lucky?
Girlfriend made out in my car
While I was in the roadside bar
But I learned how to play guitar
Wouldn’t you say that was lucky?
Bought a house on the edge of town
Big tree fell and knocked it down
Hurricane came the very next day
And blew all the little bits away
Now wouldn’t you say that was lucky
Wouldn’t you say that was lucky?
Real old house on the edge of town
Big tree fell and knocked it down
Then the big wind came and cleared my
ground
Wouldn’t you say that was lucky?
Had a spell in surgery
Full six months before they let me free
Got a scar that spoiled my looks
But I lost weight n’read
some really good books
Now wouldn’t you say that was lucky?
Wouldn’t you say that was lucky?
Got a scar that spoiled my looks
But I lost weight and read some really
good books
Now I‘m dating a nurse who sings when
she cooks
Wouldn’t you say that was lucky?
©Nigel
Wardle Fieldofsky
Perkins
Well I ain’t
too old, but I ain’t too young
And it sure do, hurt me some
When folks say that I will not go far
‘Cos aside from occasional jerkings
There ain’t nothing beats my Perkins
Yeah, I got a Perkins diesel in my car!
Cousin Abner
came to call.
He pinned me up against the wall
He told me he was gonna chew my gherkins
I said, “Cousin, brother, that’d be fine
Tie me up with baler twine!
But first just let me fire up my old Perkins.”
Cousin Rita stopped on by,
Hitched her skirt up to her thigh
Asked me to inspect her internal workings
I said, “Cousin, sister, just wait here,
I’m gonna fetch a case of beer
For you to stand on while I gun my Perkins
Well I ain’t
too old, but I ain’t too young
And it sure do, hurt me some
When folks say that I will not go far
‘Cos aside from occasional jerkings
There ain’t nothing beats my Perkins
Yeah, I got a Perkins diesel in my car!
I got a Perkins diesel ,
look out, you’ll hit the weasel!
I got a Perkins diesel in my car YEEHAA!
©Nigel
Wardle Fieldofsky
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Horn Syrup! Straight from
the cob
Horn Syrup! ‘Fore I
choke and rob
Horn Syrup! What’s a
man to do
To get Horn Syrup inside
of you?
Like a guilty lover
Who’s trying to stay true
You all lifting up the cover
Of another man’s stew
Peering out the window
Creeping through the door
Looks like everybody’s acting like they
need some more
Horn Syrup! Going round
in my head
Horn Syrup! When I’m
asleep in bed
Horn Syrup! Can’t get it
outa your hair?
You get enough Horn Syrup and you jus won’t care
Don’t begin to doubt it
When it all starts to slide
If you can’t do
without it
C’mon and step inside
It’s seeping through the attic
And running down the stair
But nobody’s complaining
when they get their share
Of Horn Syrup! Straight from the cob
Horn Syrup! ‘Fore I
choke and rob
Horn Syrup! What’s a man to do
To get Horn Syrup inside
of you?
People get
excited
Under its effect
Everyone’s invited
And treated with respect
You won’t be disappointed
Cos it’s not that kind
It’ll stimulate your body
Satisfy your mind!
©Nigel
Wardle Fieldofsky
If you
think you’ve only got one,
you’ve got two
If you think
I’m crazy then I’m just like
you
If you need
something to see you through
Just squat on the ground or pull up a pew
Everybody’s got it
And everybody’s wants it
Everybody gives it
But they won’t take it
back
Everybody needs it
But everybody’s got it
And nobody gets it
‘Cos they don’t take it back
If you
think you only got two,
you’ve got three
If you think
you’re different then you’re just like
me
If you want something that you can see
Just pluck that thing from out of your tree
Everybody’s got it
And everybody’s wants it
Everybody gives it
But they won’t take it
back
Everybody needs it
But everybody’s got it
And nobody gets it
‘Cos they don’t take it back
Might think you’re dumb
or not very
clever
But you’re just as beautiful as you can be
Might think you’re wrong, might think you’ll never
But you’ll find you’ll always, just
wait and see
If you
think you’ve only got three,
you’ve got four
If you think
you’re special then you’re just like
us all
If you get
yourself up off that Floor
You won’t be blocking off
the door any more
Everybody’s got it
And everybody’s wants it
Everybody gives it
©Nigel
Wardle Fieldofsky