The Cod Album
By COD
One day this "album" will get itself properly edited and mixed. But for the moment in all it's unfinished glory it's The Cod Album.
This Is A Love Song
I'd like to tell you that you're beautiful but that might swell your head.
The Village
Here at the residents meeting it's dogs and green wellingtons, raising their concerns about the councils plans
The Last Of The Rock Stars
The last of the rock stars plays a white strat. And he covers up his bald patch with a hat, leather hat
Listen Up Beelzebub
Only got here yesterday, can't say I'm impressed.
In The Blue Peter Garden (Redux)
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In The Blue Peter Garden (redux)
The sky is purple it’s the end of days
Apocalypse, plus my flight was delayed
Apart from that it’s a beautiful day
For some one like me
Cos I remember a time.
Before the world was computerised
In a place where the sun always shines on young Valerie
In the Blue Peter garden
The sky is blue, but the TV is grey
World of sticky back plastic
Here’s one I made earlier today.
Had no money No stocks and shares.
Weren’t scared of daleks ‘cos they couldn’t climb stairs.
The girls were making a dolls house with chairs
And we said exterminate
A canine coverup a puppy that died
They got another one that looked a bit like
That wasn’t Petra, the BBC lied
A BBConspiracy
In the Blue Peter garden
The sky is blue, but the TV is grey.
World of sticky back plastic
Here’s one I made earlier today.
A baby elephant from London Zoo
She caused a stink she caused a to do.
She made a toilet out of studio two
And trod on Pete Purves feet
A sex change tortoise a white-knuckle ride
We sent in bottle tops and much more besides
And two years later got a dog for the blind
And John Noakes said get down Shep
In the Blue Peter garden
The sky is blue, but the TV is grey
World of sticky back plastic
Here’s one I made earlier today
In the Blue Peter garden
The sky is blue, but the TV is grey
World of sticky back plastic
Here’s one I made earlier today
In the Blue Peter garden
In the Blue Peter garden
In the Blue Peter garden
In the Blue Peter garden
In the garden of Peter
In the garden of Peter
Inna garda da Petra
In the Blue Peter Garden (Where Everything is Cool)
In the Blue Peter Garden (Where Everything is Cool)
In the Blue Peter Garden (Where Everything is Cool)
In the Blue Peter Garden (Where Everything is Cool
Music and lyrics SE Hounsell February 16th, 2022
Ziggy Played Guitar
The world was different then. The Sun shone at a different angle
The Parallel Sea
Storm crows circling round our heads, back when we was easy led
Nothing New Under The Sun
Did you ever meet someone who tells you how the world is run?
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Did you ever meet someone who tells you how the world is run?
The expert on all things is here today
Your opinion is what counts as long as it’s in small amounts
And you don’t disagree with what he says
Having found he knows it all, his world has turned out very small
Now there’s nothing new under the sun
Broken dreams abandoned schemes half eaten toast with cold baked beans
He tells me that we all end up the same
In the doctor’s waiting rooms an old gun from the baby boom
The radio plays rock of ages past
Kids don’t know he once was cool with Mott the Hoople on the wall
All the young dudes irritate him now.
There’s nothing new under the sun now the sun is middle aged
A sad old son gone to seed out of time out of belief
He’s seen and heard it all before this Earth is rotten to the core
You’ll get no answers from above flying saucers are for mugs
There’s nothing new under the sun nothing new unless you’re young
It’s such a drag getting old the sun’s gone down it’s getting cold
Who do you love who do you trust who will you turn to when you’re lost
There’s nothing new that I can say we must all repeat till fade
There’s nothing new under the sun now the sun is middle aged
A sad old son gone to seed out of time out of belief
Out of the garden out of love out of faith and out of drugs
Speaking in tongues let us pray for somewhere else we all can play
What’s the future in the Sun how’s your day been everyone?
All the young dudes we all must as vacuum cleaners come to dust
There’s nothing left for me to say but I’ll say it anyway
Day and Night, Night and day we must all repeat till fade
(Repeat last line till fade)