Life and Soul

Where is the love?

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Tequila

Dancing is where it’s all at
Letting go, full spirit, body act
Locked in the rhythm of the drum & the bass
No inhibition, not worried about face
Climbing higher, spirit grace
Teaching the way to the human being
Movement in action, vital seeing
Showing the way for others to act
To change their way
Be true and free
The one and only way to be

Smog

Well look at me I’m in Thailand
12-hour flight of which 10 I slept
To land in a Hugh city of concrete and smog
Same the world over this petro-chemical pollution smog
Brake lights and impatience fills the air
Mad organised chaos as all try to get there
Hustle & bustle manic people all over
Feeling the strain of motor vehicle reign
Bring on the days when we run out of oil
The air starts to clear all less of a toil
Health improved as the system clears of the rot
Induced by petro-chemical pollution fog

Our Ignorance

To all the shit that we don’t yet know
Our ignorance does show
Just when we think we’re on top
Think we got a grip on our lot
A long way from the top it is to drop
One day it becomes plain to see
We have no clue of our reality
All that one thought so right
Overnight reverse is our sight
As the moods and swings change
Karmatic play inter-change re-arrange
All brought back into its place
Evolutionary time – space
No-thing – everything grace
Understanding at pace
For the future we do embrace
To all the shit that we don’t yet know
Let ignorance does it show

The Heavy Tune

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Making A Mess

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Sunshine

You bring me sunshine
Every time I see you baby
You bring that sunshine
Back into my life
You bring me happiness
You bring me joy
Every time I see you baby
Every time I see you baby
In you presence
I feel reborn
You rejuvenate me
My mind
Body
Soul transformed
I feel your energy
Mending my wounds
I feel you heal me baby
I feel you heal me baby
I’ll feel real good soon
I’ll feel real good soon
I feel real good
Real good
Real good soon
Oh baby

Our World

We’re talking about a world
Our World
Inhabited by a race
That didn’t care

Money the order of the day
Everything based on “if you can pay”
The gap between rich & poor
Steadily pushed
Widened more & more

Life’s fine & dandy for the bodies
With mountains of gold
The upsets & the problems
Easily solved

Other side of the coin
For the masses without
Work
Work
Work
Is all life is about?

Amsterdam

It’s six o’clock as only time can tell
Waking round in this maze of a place
Just one little joint and I’m off my face
I came out the first coffee shop
Sun and people ablaze, afire in my eyes
Had to go buy sunglasses, to shield from the blast
& Found a hidden existence, safe behind the glass
First was a little Thai stick, fruit juice too
Feeling a little strange now, after my cloud walk in the crowd
Found another coffee shop & I just been contemplating
As I’ve pondered, the feeling I’ve found
Minding your own business sitting around
The pleasure is to be found in “being”
Unconcerned as to those about, watching life’s scene’s act out
Moved on I did, now sitting chilling with the charris
More fruit juice on the go
Made conversation with the barmaid, asked of a good place to go
Funky
Happening
You know, where good vibes flow
Her face went blank
She explains of the restrictions on the noise
& the dead nightlife, the result to show
Turns out there aren’t no funky place in town to go
She mentioned the red light streets
Purely for the bars, the music & something to eat.
So as the spliff draws to an end, time to move on
You have to watch your feet, when you’re out on the street
Mad pizza delivery in alleys, bikes & trams buzzing all around
From every direction they’re trying to run you down
The only safe place I’ve found is pedestrian ground
Reggae music pulled me into a little bar
Off the main street, charris back on the beat
Reggae music, Bob’s got me feeling the vibe
Been sometime realizing where my path really lies
A few spliffs and once more I’m on my way
Afterwards the Columbian came out to play
Got a little cloudy from then
The words drifted, went away.

Miming

I tell you now
Were doing a wrong
By miming not signing the song
All you see is a false act
Just a dance
No feeling
Flat!
Its time we stood up
Exposed the sham
Been miming, faking to long
All the soul
Felt feeling gone
We’ve forgotten meaning
Every performance should be live
Full & complete
Seeing
Believing
Our decision to make
Not made up for us
You shameless
Slippery like snake