Song Lyrics

Here are the lyrics from all of the songs from the project. You can find them on the CD.

But first, here’s Skatz singing ‘My Dad Jack The Lad’

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Swimming With The Dolphins

I’m still waiting for it, that in-spi-ra-ti-on
I came here just to hear you, I was hoping you’d give me some
I had to climb up to the crow’s nest, and a girl up there she wails
“If I can do it, you can do it, climb up above the sails”
I didn’t think I could do it, it’s like Pirates of the Caribbean
But now I have, yes now I have
I want everyone to have my dream

If you don’t think you’ve been inspired
If you don’t think you’ve been admired
If only you knew, if only you’d see, what that big smile just did to me
(Feels like) Swimming with the dolphins              (x3)
Come and swim with me

When you take something away, you can lose sight of who you are
But sometimes when you lose it, it helps you raise the bar
So when you get to the barrier
And it’s just one step, yeah just one step
Just remember when you reach tomorrow
You’ll look back and never forget
So go to the foot of our stairs, you’re doing it for your own good
Cos Daddy won’t buy you a bow wow wow
So get the next round, as if you would!

If you don’t think you’ve been inspired
If you don’t think you’ve been admired
If only you knew, if only you’d see, what that big smile just did to me
(Feels like) Swimming with the dolphins              (x3)
Come and swim with me

I’ll never forget when I turned eighty
And I danced with them in the actual sea
When you go whoosh, that way you feel
It’s beautiful, almost unreal
Swimming with the dolphins                 (x3)
Come and swim, come and swim, come and swim with me
Come and swim with me

Fanny Twaddles

Oh me name is Flo but they call me Fanny Twaddles
I don’t complain no matter what me troubles
You can only take me somewhere twice
Once to go, and once to apologise
Fanny Twaddles, Fanny Twaddles
I don’t complain no matter what me troubles
Fanny Twaddles, Fanny Twaddles
I don’t complain no matter what me troubles

My brother Bob, he could run, run, run
He’d say, “Come on, our kid!” and it made me strong
I’ve got a tea towel with aeroplanes on
And when I dry up, I see him on the rear gun
Run, run, run, run, run, run
“Come on, our kid!” that made me strong
Fanny Twaddles, Fanny Twaddles
I don’t complain no matter what me troubles
Fanny Twaddles, Fanny Twaddles
I don’t complain no matter what me troubles

Now, eating crusts makes your hair curl
Whether you are a boy or girl
Always remember to be good to others
Red hat? No drawers? Oh brother!
Eating crusts, eating crusts
Makes me what? Me brains in me boots
Run, run, run, run, run, run
“Come on, our kid!” that made me strong
Fanny Twaddles, Fanny Twaddles
I don’t complain no matter what me troubles
Fanny Twaddles, Fanny Twaddles
I don’t complain no matter what me troubles

Where You Came From (Kosti Bok)

I met my man over a ‘tater bag, in a ‘tater field a long time back
He leaned over and he kissed me
Well I turned my head about, and I looked at him all gone out
Then I thought, now that were nice, since then I’ve not looked at another man twice
He’s a quiet man, as quiet as an ‘os, but when he speaks, you know who’s the boss
If there were any kinda hubbub
The kids’d say, “Fetch Daddy out the cupboard! You know he’ll sort it out.”
And he did, and it’s him I can’t do without.
‘Cos he’s me soulmate, he’s me lover and he’s me best friend
Sometimes I do hate him, but he’s got a big heart
We’ve had 50 years, an’ he’ll be there til the end
Out of all the people we’ve met, house people ain’t got no respect
At least most of ‘em seem, from what I’ve seen, to have their feet and minds all set

(so should I say)
Get back to where you just came from inside your bricks and mortar land
It’s like you’re living in a bubble
You go to and from work, you don’t know your neighbours, I don’t understand
Why you’re stuck in a block, in the same place tied
With a fence and a house on every side, it’s not natural
Why don’t you wanna live like me, don’t you want to be free?

(But they just say)
Get back to where you came from, I said I’m from the Royal Infirmary
And I can’t go back there, inside my mum, I’d do her an injury
Oh, Kosti Bok, all the people of the earth, Kosto Bok, it’s the same we’re worth
Kosti Bok, aye we wish you Kosti Bok , (now come inside, have a nice cup of tea)
Oh, Kosti Bok, all the people of the earth, Kosto Bok, it’s the same we’re worth
Kosti Bok, aye we wish you Kosti Bok

We were standin’ in the caravan one day
Round the body of me boy who’d passed away
There was suddenly a crash and a bang
Some local boys chucking stones at the van
We chased them home and their parents moaned
I said ‘at least your boy can run, now leave us alone to grieve for our son’
But they just said get back to where you came from
And I said Excuse me, you don’t speak like me
Do you mind telling me where you are from, she said, Germany, now that’s irony
Oh, Kosti Bok, etc

They just keep driving me from the small bits of waste land and making rules I don’t understand, there are forms for laws and laws about forms, but the only thing I learned to read was the land
If I can just get my children to read and write and maybe settle down in a proper site where they won’t move us on, then me daughters and sons might learn their rights and maybe all get along
But then what would happen to all those traditions that have made us who we are, would they all just fade away like a language that don’t get spoken, the stories will all get broken
And would we become the house people here, and we’d read the news and get fed on fear, and then when them travellers come, we’d say this is all ours and we’d bang our drum

And would we say get back to where you came from
They’d say I’m from the 21st century
And I see from the humanity you lack, you’re from much further back
You’re the picture under ‘Bigot’ in the dictionary

Or should we all say get back to where we came from, we’re all from Africa it’s true, and we’re all one tribe of man with the world in our hands
We’re stardust me and you

Oh, Kosti Bok, etc

 

My Head Is Bowed

My head is bowed under your stare of disapproval
Like no other, was rocket fuel for my blues
I hide my scars behind a beard, my confidence dissolved in tears
Did not my mumbled words deserve to be less undernourished
Allowed to flourish instead of barred by the presence that I feared
You had one mouth, you had two ears, but that’s not how it seemed
So hard your voice the sound of steel
And I kneel before your cold inflection
Denied the most discreet displayed affection
It was a different world, your generation, I guess

And did you do the best you could?
Did you resent that I was left behind?
Is that what hardened you? Should I pretend to pardon you?
What good would that now do? Oh what’s a pardoner to do?
While your intimidation even now sees me cowed, my head is bowed

It’s the things you didn’t teach me that have made me who I am
If you’d only tried to reach me, if you’d only gave a damn
I might have wanted once to phone, to spend my holidays at home
Instead I felt so all alone and found a family of my own
I took the first who showed affection, lent a hand in my direction
Well I wouldn’t be the first and definitely not the last
Should I regret the past? Should I be proud?  My head is bowed

This black sheep’s not so different from the flock
They tell you stand up, be a man, be like a rock
And although it was rare, but when you smacked me up the stairs
Was there a lesson hidden there to show me that you cared
About an object or a thing more than your son?

Did your father do the same to you? I knew the man and doubt it’s true
How come when I think it through
I don’t remember happy times with you
So if you could only step into my shoes and walk a mile
Would you do the same over again, the old refrain
If you were in my shoes would you know how I smile
While under my cloud my head is bowed

I don’t relish this can of worms, but at least I get to open it on my terms
Sometimes a howl can do a boy the world of good
Could it turn this Peter Pan into a man? As if it could!
But as I fly, am I at least allowed above the clouds
Or in the crowd is my head bowed?

My Dad Jack The Lad

(Chorus) He was a tone deaf singer with a musical head
He was a joker and a listener, that’s what everybody said
A drinker but not a stinker, not a saint but not too bad
If god is in his heaven he’ll be up there with my dad
My dad Jack the lad.

Now he’s gone to the earth
It has made me realise just what he is worth
And though he would say,
“I’d have a great voice if only I could sing in tune”
His voice was worth the sun and moon to me
A printer by his trade, it was the printing of the words inside my head
That made me who I am, and saw me through the shams
Yeah, he’s the man!

(Chorus)

He grew up with no frills
A motherless child, his father ruled him with an iron will,
Then sent from London in the war, evacuated with his brother,
There were times when he could take it no more, and ran away
He didn’t listen in class, but they all listened and laughed
For he was far from dense, and when he left, he left with top marks in common sense. And a little slice of nonsense!

(Chorus)

There’s a well known saying, says a lot about my dad
For he valued it and lived it, and if that was all he had
And all he gave to me, I think you’ll agree
Why this man of empathy means so much to me:
‘If you want to understand the man within
You have to walk a mile in his skin’  (x2)
Yeah that’s what father used to say so let’s sing him on his way

(Chorus)

My dad Jack the lad (rpt)
Yeah he loved all that jazz, old blue eyes is back
My dad Jack the lad

What’s Inspiration To You?

The man at the cement factory
He used to say things I carried with me all my life
He’d say, “He who knows not
“Who knows not he knows nothing, he is the fool, can’t you see?
“But he who knows not
“And knows not that he knows not, he is the wise one, I think you’ll agree”
And to me, that’s inspiration. It may be something quite different to you
It’s the things people say on any ordinary day
That change your vision in some subtle way

(CH) Is it a small piece of life that shines through everything else that you do?
Is it four ragged nuns who despite persecution
And threat of execution stay true?
Is it passionate interests passed on to your children
That grew into passions for you?
Or is it just someone who’s there and let’s you
Do the things no one else wants you to?
Oh what’s inspiration, what’s inspiration, what’s inspiration to you?

My geography teacher, Miss Miles
Could explain things so easily, made me feel I could be wise
She was full of ideas to keep us all happy
Keep on the right path and be occupied
She’d take us all camping or into the big house
Where she lived alone, we would fill it with smiles
And to me, that’s inspiration. It may be something quite different to you
It’s the things people do as examples for you
That change little things you believe to be true

(CHORUS), then last line:
What’s inspiration? A huge revelation? A kindly relation? A smile from your children? Oh what’s inspiration, what’s inspiration, what’s inspiration to you?

Camel Song (Good Advice)

I was sat with a man who fell forty five feet
Onto concrete when he was nineteen
Took him three years to learn how to walk
Now he’s sixty eight and wants to be on TV
I was sat with a woman who’d travelled the world
With her husband and followed their dreams
What this man and this woman have told me
Has left an indelible mark upon me

(They said) If you have a penny, spend a h’apenny and save the other one
Be there for friends and for others, take things as they come
Be young at heart, make ‘em proud and you’ll never be beat
And for goodness sake don’t ride a camel when they are in heat

Well I talked with a man who would dress up as Santa
Funny and chirpy was he
And another whose mother had wanted her children
To grow up much better than she
Yes I talked with a woman whose granddaughter skydives
She lives her life to the full
And these people have lifted the weight
The weight of the world off my back

(CHORUS)

So if you have a story then tell it to all
Cos you never know what you might learn
When they open their memory box, pull out a story
And tell it to you in return
There are stories of sisters and stories of mothers
And teachers and husbands and wives
And you’ve only to listen to the gems as they glisten
To add to the richness of life

(CHORUS)

Next Time You See Me (I’ll Be Gone)  

Next time you see me, I’ll be gone
Just another blade of grass cut from the lawn
And when the wind blows over
I’ll be far off with the clover
In another field of green, green, green
That’s where I’m blown, that’s where I’m blown

Next time you see me, I’ll be gone
Just another jaded lover leaving home
Oh you can treat me like the weather
For we’re chained and bound together
Like the thunder to the snow, snow, snow
That covers up my road, covers up my road

Tear up all my winter clothes and throw them to the fire
Brush the dead leaves clagging up the wire
And if you hear my footsteps o’er the clamour and the cries
Don’t you bow and mourn, for be sure I’ve seen the dawn
And I must be movin’ on, next time you see me I’ll be gone

Next time you see me, I’ll be gone
Just another fading voice I call my own
Whispered out across the water
Cryin’ out over the border
For I’ve left behind the moan moan moan
And I’ve found my home, oh I’ve found my home

Put aside your tired suspicions hardened by the race
Clean the lines a-crowded on your face
Turn to hear my footsteps o’er the clamour and the cries
Don’t you bow and mourn, for be sure I’ve seen the dawn
And my feet have moved me on, next time you see me I’ll be gone
Next time you see me, next time you see me
Next time you see me I’ll be home

If You Don’t Take English

When I was just 15 years old and green as any cabbage
With no idea of what I’d be, my English teacher asked of me
“What subjects will you take, young man, before you cross that bridge
“To go to University, what path is there for you to see?”
Well, I looked into my head, my adolescent head,
I found there wasn’t much in there except the need to stay in bed

And I knew through generations that my family all took science
I hadn’t found the confidence, get up and go, or self-reliance
To go against the trend, of doing what I was told to do
So I told her I’d take Chemistry and Maths and Physics too
My teacher turned a shade of purple and some sparks shot out her ears
Then what she said has stayed with me
Through all my time and all my years. She said:

“I will hunt you down and kill you, hunt you down and kill you
“I will hunt you down and kill you if you don’t take English, boy!
“I’ve seen the words inside you, I know science won’t fulfill you
“So I’ll hunt you down and kill you if you don’t take English, boy!
“Yes I’ve read what you have written and the bug has got you bitten
“I will drown you like a kitten if you don’t take English, lad!
“Your poetry has got me smitten, and it’s almost like religion
“So I’ll crucify a pigeon if you don’t take English, lad!

“And I know that’s bad.
“But I wanted your attention to inspire your inspiration
“To stand up to your relations and set fire to your creation
“Be a beacon for the nation, write a song of revelation
“If it wasn’t for my action then there might not be reaction”
Then she turned and she was gone, my English teacher lady, oh
And now I’m singing songs ‘bout inspiration on the radio

We Are The V. I. P.’s

V.I.P.’s, we are the V.I.P.’s
Visually impaired and very important
V.I.P.’s, we are the V.I.P.’s
Showing how to live, live in the moment

Independent, we’re independent
We’ll make this disability an encouragement
Make you feel at home where you are not alone
We will make you feel warm to the bone
Keep in touch, we keep in touch
Through the rain and wind and snow and slush
We give you respect and try to win it
Make every day a bonus and live for every minute

(CHORUS)

Your eyes, we can be your eyes
Smiling and enlightening inspires
When we get together it thrills me to think
Of the compassion lurking behind a blink
We get on with it, we get cracking
Through thick and thin, there’s nothing lacking
We go forward, no resistance
But don’t be afraid to ask for assistance

(CHORUS)

Ask The Experienced Man

Families, families
Are not just father and mother
In the old days, in the old days
We would all look after each other

Self respect, self respect
We were all taught self respect
Everyone’s special, everyone’s special
So be special to everyone else

Where the sun can’t reach, a poet can
And where a poet can’t reach
Ask the experienced man

Meditate, meditate
We were taught to meditate
Even the humble man sitting on his own
Has something to relate

All the old songs, all the old songs
From spool to tape to CD
All the film songs, all the film songs
On the VCR inspire me

Where the sun can’t reach, a poet can
And where a poet can’t reach
Ask the experienced man

We said everything we wanted to say
To the people who’ve passed to other streams
But we still speak, yes we still speak
To them in our dreams

Where the sun can’t reach, a poet can
And where a poet can’t reach
Ask the experienced man

Shine, Shine, Shine

I could go on and on and on
About the people who shine, shine, shine
I could write book after book after book
About the people who gave the best of their time
Well I could crave for things but I won’t get far
It ain’t the things that got me here
But people who shine and shine and shine go on and on

There was a mother who did no end of work for everyone
There was another who laughed and laughed and laughed
And that would bring everybody on
There was the one who made me honest
I would never take an apple from a tree
There was the headmaster who was like a grandad to everybody

(Chorus)

There was the daughter who never complained
No matter the pain she feels
She said it’s Autumn now, it’s a lovely time to fall with the leaves
There is a woman who tries to climb mountains
She has the spirit to reach the sky
This is another chapter of her life, and she’ll always try

(Chorus)

There’s no secret how to get into my books
It’s nothing to do, no nothing to do with good luck
Just be loving and steady and calm
And lend a hand or even an arm

(Chorus)

Wide Horizons (Vista Song)

When your eyes fail you
And the world is dark and misty
When you fear what’s outside
When the roads are fast and the paths are twisty
There is help and understanding
There is hope and love
The is someone to say, “Y’oright, me duck”
Who can make your heart fly like a dove

Wide horizons, getting wider every day
Thanks to Vista, the less I focus, the more it’s clear
Wide horizons, make me confident to try
So why don’t you try it, Missus and Mister, welcome to Vista

When your heart is full
And you feel like complaining
When the windows are closed
And it’s always, always, always raining
There is always a hill to climb up
So why don’t you try?
There’s always someone worse off than you
There’s no good dropping your lip and piping your eye

Wide horizons, getting wider every day
Thanks to Vista, the less I focus, the more it’s clear
Wide horizons, make me confident to try
So why don’t you try it, Brothers and Sisters, welcome to Vista

Welcome to Vista, we’re all in the same boat
Welcome to Vista, sing until the last note
Welcome to Vista, we’re here to help you see

Wide horizons, getting wider every day
Thanks to Vista, the less I focus, the more it’s clear
Wide horizons, make me confident to try
So why don’t you try it, Missus and Mister, Brothers and Sisters
Welcome to Vista

Fluffy Mandy Song

There’s a girl in a house maybe far or near
With a fizz like a sugar lump dropped in a beer
Better shout out loud so she can hear you callin’

She’s a Mandy girl with a candy swirl
She can hop an’ she can skip like a dervish twirl
She’s a party in a dress, for the whole wide world she’s fallin’

They call her Fluffy (Fluffy!) Fluffy the rainbow child
Fluffy like a flower gone wild, Fluffy wanna make you smile
Yeah, yeah, she’s Fluffy, sing a little fluffy song
Cos if everybody sing along, then everybody must belong

When you’ve had no sleep an’ still wake up tired
Too much coffee gone an’ made you wired
Shouted at your boss an’ you’ve just been fired, and how

When your hair’s gone straight but you want it curled
An’ it looks like a carrott that’s just been hurled
Just come an’ join Fluffy in her own fluffy world right now

They call her Fluffy (Fluffy!) Fluffy the rainbow child
Fluffy like a flower gone wild, Fluffy wanna make you smile
Yeah, yeah, she’s Fluffy, sing a little fluffy song
Cos if everybody sing along, then everybody must belong

Fluffy like a chicken in a twister
Fluffy like a cure for a blister
Fluffy like a Sheep King’s jester
Fluffy like Skinny Lister

They call her Fluffy (Fluffy!) Fluffy the rainbow child
Fluffy like a flower gone wild, Fluffy wanna make you smile
Yeah, yeah, she’s Fluffy, sing a little fluffy song
Cos if everybody sing along, then everybody must belong

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