Pearlbay Band

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Pearlbay Band

Way out west they’ve had no taste
Of hail, nor rain nor aqua
The farmer has to shoot his beef
Fore they die from lack of water
No Clean pure water
Clean pure water

Wheel out for that Southern cross
prime it to lift more water
From deep beneath the arid plain
The sails spin round but not a drop
No Clean pure water
Clean pure water

Bridge:
Keep a drivin’ Sam through sparks and ashes jam
fire spirits rule the land, listen your old man
Its left the snowy plain, white ash n’ dry flame
Starless skies above, God cant hear the injured cries
White heat boils the dust, what we crave most
And the burnt out count the cost of
Water, water, clean pure water.



When you get to that herd of beef
Who’ve devils dust to chew on
The sun beats down the heat rolls on
Sam load your gun, you wont save ‘em
His eyes are sick of slaughter
Need pure clean water
Clean pure water



Sam saw visions in the plain
Oasis green a’ shimm’ring,
Sam it’s just a wishful dream
fire spirits dance n’ its unclean
As close he got, he just could not
Find pure clean water
Clean pure water



Wedgetails ringed blue Mountain high
At blackened beef the bullets fly
The fire wind Mariah rolled by
No river deep no mountain wide
No one heard those wild bush cries
No pure clean water
Clean pure water



Sam ground his teeth n groaned at why,
“This land’s a dustbowl empty ‘
Grapes of wrath fall from the sky
though was once a land of plenty
Of pure clean water.
Clean pure water



On High plain a lightning rod
Struck the rock right where Sam stood
as Moses staff peeled back the flood
A rolling thunder, welcome sight
the fissure gushed blue heaven’s light
Water, water, Clean pure water
Clean pure water
Water, water, Clean pure water
washed the land of empty.


Francis Armstrong © 18/01/2020

Clean pure water!

Her eyes are tawny green
Her figure lithe and leonine
Her nails are red and pink
Her lips Anouk Aimée surprise
She’ll let you buy her drinks
guide her to the dance floor
Shell let you move real close
She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise

And she’ll disturb you, she’ll excite you
And she’ll do it just to play you
Oh she’s precious, and she knows how to inflame you
And she’s a looker, not a hooker
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise

She’ll get out her cigarette
And ask you for a light
She’ll say “hey come on up”
And let you stay the night
And she’ll swirl her glass of wine
Make sure youre nice and tight
She’ll seduce you, and she’ll bruise you
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise

She’ll unpack her bag of tricks
And take you in hand real slow
While your coeur is beating quick
She’ll put on her la femme show
Shell engulf you, she will know you
let you whet her appetite…
All the guys think she’s shady, but she’s a lady
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise.

While she’s about it, she’ll bite and squeeze you
Oh she’ precious, and she knows how to inflame you
And she’ll drown you in her sparkling eyes
And she’ll hold you, yeah she’ll enfold you
Cos she knows just how to control you
You’re bewildered feel like you’re maybe lost inside
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise


Oh she will invite you
Then she will excite you
Her eyes may mock you
And then she might shock you
Yeah she know how to tell a little lie
And she’s precious and she’s luscious
Your’e bewildered n’ your’e enchanted
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise.

She's an Anouk Aimee Surprise

I took a wrong turn (song title)

(Spoken By the Narrator)
Pattaya, they call sin city (pronounced Patt Yah)
the city cant see what tourists call pity
The dons brides lounge around the pool
In a show the tourists could not call pretty
Smoke rises – even at the breakfast table
and the cocktails are half price from 4 pm
And the lingo spoken is Russian
And the concierge is named Dimitri

It's China beach, or Sovereign Island, or Kiev
Or ... Walking Street!



One week in Pattaya and the devils jungle
She’ll love you long time but those bars aint free
One week in Pattaya in the city’s rumble
I took a wrong turn I could not foresee.

Sacred temple there to truth and knowledge
seems out of place this land of mystery
Buddhist temple perched high on the seas edge
A Place of worship and admissions free.

The fallen angels vie with the street vendors
And the Russians ash their solkbranies (pronounced Solk Brarn Ees)
Down Walking Street – they’re never humble
The bars where kicks are a commodity


(Spoken By the Narrator)
Pattaya, they call sin city (pronounced Patt Yah)
the city cant see what tourists call pity
The boats leave for the offshore islands
And the locals get the short straw
Smoke rises – as you eat your ice-cream
and the cocktails are half price from 4 pm
And the lingo spoken is Russian
And the concierge is named Dimitri

It's China beach, or Sovereign Island, or Kiev
Or ... Walking Street!
Hey, Im lucky to be here.

If you’re hammered then that fallen angel
May pick your pocket as your shots slide down
And the temples with their golden Buddhas
Light their candles on the edge of town.

One week in Pattaya and the devils jungle
She’ll love you long time but those bars aint free
One week in Pattaya and the city’s rumble
I took a wrong turn I could not foresee.

One week in Pattaya and the best men stumble
She’ll love you long time but those bars aint free
One week in Pattaya in the smoke and rumble
I took a wrong turn I could not foresee.

I took a wrong turn


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Way out west they’ve had no taste
Of hail, nor rain nor aqua
The farmer has to shoot his beef
Fore they die from lack of water
No Clean pure water
Clean pure water

Wheel out for that Southern cross
prime it to lift more water
From deep beneath the arid plain
The sails spin round but not a drop
No Clean pure water
Clean pure water

Bridge:
Keep a drivin’ Sam through sparks and ashes jam
fire spirits rule the land, listen your old man
Its left the snowy plain, white ash n’ dry flame
Starless skies above, God cant hear the injured cries
White heat boils the dust, what we crave most
And the burnt out count the cost of
Water, water, clean pure water.



When you get to that herd of beef
Who’ve devils dust to chew on
The sun beats down the heat rolls on
Sam load your gun, you wont save ‘em
His eyes are sick of slaughter
Need pure clean water
Clean pure water



Sam saw visions in the plain
Oasis green a’ shimm’ring,
Sam it’s just a wishful dream
fire spirits dance n’ its unclean
As close he got, he just could not
Find pure clean water
Clean pure water



Wedgetails ringed blue Mountain high
At blackened beef the bullets fly
The fire wind Mariah rolled by
No river deep no mountain wide
No one heard those wild bush cries
No pure clean water
Clean pure water



Sam ground his teeth n groaned at why,
“This land’s a dustbowl empty ‘
Grapes of wrath fall from the sky
though was once a land of plenty
Of pure clean water.
Clean pure water



On High plain a lightning rod
Struck the rock right where Sam stood
as Moses staff peeled back the flood
A rolling thunder, welcome sight
the fissure gushed blue heaven’s light
Water, water, Clean pure water
Clean pure water
Water, water, Clean pure water
washed the land of empty.


Francis Armstrong © 18/01/2020

Clean pure water!

Her eyes are tawny green
Her figure lithe and leonine
Her nails are red and pink
Her lips Anouk Aimée surprise
She’ll let you buy her drinks
guide her to the dance floor
Shell let you move real close
She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise

And she’ll disturb you, she’ll excite you
And she’ll do it just to play you
Oh she’s precious, and she knows how to inflame you
And she’s a looker, not a hooker
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise

She’ll get out her cigarette
And ask you for a light
She’ll say “hey come on up”
And let you stay the night
And she’ll swirl her glass of wine
Make sure youre nice and tight
She’ll seduce you, and she’ll bruise you
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise

She’ll unpack her bag of tricks
And take you in hand real slow
While your coeur is beating quick
She’ll put on her la femme show
Shell engulf you, she will know you
let you whet her appetite…
All the guys think she’s shady, but she’s a lady
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise.

While she’s about it, she’ll bite and squeeze you
Oh she’ precious, and she knows how to inflame you
And she’ll drown you in her sparkling eyes
And she’ll hold you, yeah she’ll enfold you
Cos she knows just how to control you
You’re bewildered feel like you’re maybe lost inside
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise


Oh she will invite you
Then she will excite you
Her eyes may mock you
And then she might shock you
Yeah she know how to tell a little lie
And she’s precious and she’s luscious
Your’e bewildered n’ your’e enchanted
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise.

She's an Anouk Aimee Surprise

I took a wrong turn (song title)

(Spoken By the Narrator)
Pattaya, they call sin city (pronounced Patt Yah)
the city cant see what tourists call pity
The dons brides lounge around the pool
In a show the tourists could not call pretty
Smoke rises – even at the breakfast table
and the cocktails are half price from 4 pm
And the lingo spoken is Russian
And the concierge is named Dimitri

It's China beach, or Sovereign Island, or Kiev
Or ... Walking Street!



One week in Pattaya and the devils jungle
She’ll love you long time but those bars aint free
One week in Pattaya in the city’s rumble
I took a wrong turn I could not foresee.

Sacred temple there to truth and knowledge
seems out of place this land of mystery
Buddhist temple perched high on the seas edge
A Place of worship and admissions free.

The fallen angels vie with the street vendors
And the Russians ash their solkbranies (pronounced Solk Brarn Ees)
Down Walking Street – they’re never humble
The bars where kicks are a commodity


(Spoken By the Narrator)
Pattaya, they call sin city (pronounced Patt Yah)
the city cant see what tourists call pity
The boats leave for the offshore islands
And the locals get the short straw
Smoke rises – as you eat your ice-cream
and the cocktails are half price from 4 pm
And the lingo spoken is Russian
And the concierge is named Dimitri

It's China beach, or Sovereign Island, or Kiev
Or ... Walking Street!
Hey, Im lucky to be here.

If you’re hammered then that fallen angel
May pick your pocket as your shots slide down
And the temples with their golden Buddhas
Light their candles on the edge of town.

One week in Pattaya and the devils jungle
She’ll love you long time but those bars aint free
One week in Pattaya and the city’s rumble
I took a wrong turn I could not foresee.

One week in Pattaya and the best men stumble
She’ll love you long time but those bars aint free
One week in Pattaya in the smoke and rumble
I took a wrong turn I could not foresee.

I took a wrong turn

A prison song about crime regret and nostalgiaand longing.
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Long Bay Prison

They call tv medusa’s head
It numbs your brain, turns thoughts to lead
books reveal a different world
diamonds rubies silver ‘n gold

so when I go to bed at night
and my folks turn out the light
I switch on my Dolphin torch
A secret world is in my sight

Now call of duty’s pretty good
But books are really my soul’s food
With a good book I know Ill see
Just how to solve the mystery

so when I go to bed at night
and my folks turn out the light
I switch on my Dolphin torch
A secret world is in my sight

Bridge: drum roll
with books Ill scale the mountain top
chase the villain, be the cop!

Adventure beckons, storms at sea
Shipwrecked with the Swiss family
Treasure island and Captain Hook
All inside my favourite book

Medusa's Head

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A tin can I ride.

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Way out west they’ve had no taste
Of hail, nor rain nor aqua
The farmer has to shoot his beef
Fore they die from lack of water
No Clean pure water
Clean pure water

Wheel out for that Southern cross
prime it to lift more water
From deep beneath the arid plain
The sails spin round but not a drop
No Clean pure water
Clean pure water

Bridge:
Keep a drivin’ Sam through sparks and ashes jam
fire spirits rule the land, listen your old man
Its left the snowy plain, white ash n’ dry flame
Starless skies above, God cant hear the injured cries
White heat boils the dust, what we crave most
And the burnt out count the cost of
Water, water, clean pure water.



When you get to that herd of beef
Who’ve devils dust to chew on
The sun beats down the heat rolls on
Sam load your gun, you wont save ‘em
His eyes are sick of slaughter
Need pure clean water
Clean pure water



Sam saw visions in the plain
Oasis green a’ shimm’ring,
Sam it’s just a wishful dream
fire spirits dance n’ its unclean
As close he got, he just could not
Find pure clean water
Clean pure water



Wedgetails ringed blue Mountain high
At blackened beef the bullets fly
The fire wind Mariah rolled by
No river deep no mountain wide
No one heard those wild bush cries
No pure clean water
Clean pure water



Sam ground his teeth n groaned at why,
“This land’s a dustbowl empty ‘
Grapes of wrath fall from the sky
though was once a land of plenty
Of pure clean water.
Clean pure water



On High plain a lightning rod
Struck the rock right where Sam stood
as Moses staff peeled back the flood
A rolling thunder, welcome sight
the fissure gushed blue heaven’s light
Water, water, Clean pure water
Clean pure water
Water, water, Clean pure water
washed the land of empty.


Francis Armstrong © 18/01/2020

Clean pure water!

Her eyes are tawny green
Her figure lithe and leonine
Her nails are red and pink
Her lips Anouk Aimée surprise
She’ll let you buy her drinks
guide her to the dance floor
Shell let you move real close
She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise

And she’ll disturb you, she’ll excite you
And she’ll do it just to play you
Oh she’s precious, and she knows how to inflame you
And she’s a looker, not a hooker
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise

She’ll get out her cigarette
And ask you for a light
She’ll say “hey come on up”
And let you stay the night
And she’ll swirl her glass of wine
Make sure youre nice and tight
She’ll seduce you, and she’ll bruise you
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise

She’ll unpack her bag of tricks
And take you in hand real slow
While your coeur is beating quick
She’ll put on her la femme show
Shell engulf you, she will know you
let you whet her appetite…
All the guys think she’s shady, but she’s a lady
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise.

While she’s about it, she’ll bite and squeeze you
Oh she’ precious, and she knows how to inflame you
And she’ll drown you in her sparkling eyes
And she’ll hold you, yeah she’ll enfold you
Cos she knows just how to control you
You’re bewildered feel like you’re maybe lost inside
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise


Oh she will invite you
Then she will excite you
Her eyes may mock you
And then she might shock you
Yeah she know how to tell a little lie
And she’s precious and she’s luscious
Your’e bewildered n’ your’e enchanted
She’ll hypnotise, She’s an Anouk Aimee surprise.

She's an Anouk Aimee Surprise

I took a wrong turn (song title)

(Spoken By the Narrator)
Pattaya, they call sin city (pronounced Patt Yah)
the city cant see what tourists call pity
The dons brides lounge around the pool
In a show the tourists could not call pretty
Smoke rises – even at the breakfast table
and the cocktails are half price from 4 pm
And the lingo spoken is Russian
And the concierge is named Dimitri

It's China beach, or Sovereign Island, or Kiev
Or ... Walking Street!



One week in Pattaya and the devils jungle
She’ll love you long time but those bars aint free
One week in Pattaya in the city’s rumble
I took a wrong turn I could not foresee.

Sacred temple there to truth and knowledge
seems out of place this land of mystery
Buddhist temple perched high on the seas edge
A Place of worship and admissions free.

The fallen angels vie with the street vendors
And the Russians ash their solkbranies (pronounced Solk Brarn Ees)
Down Walking Street – they’re never humble
The bars where kicks are a commodity


(Spoken By the Narrator)
Pattaya, they call sin city (pronounced Patt Yah)
the city cant see what tourists call pity
The boats leave for the offshore islands
And the locals get the short straw
Smoke rises – as you eat your ice-cream
and the cocktails are half price from 4 pm
And the lingo spoken is Russian
And the concierge is named Dimitri

It's China beach, or Sovereign Island, or Kiev
Or ... Walking Street!
Hey, Im lucky to be here.

If you’re hammered then that fallen angel
May pick your pocket as your shots slide down
And the temples with their golden Buddhas
Light their candles on the edge of town.

One week in Pattaya and the devils jungle
She’ll love you long time but those bars aint free
One week in Pattaya and the city’s rumble
I took a wrong turn I could not foresee.

One week in Pattaya and the best men stumble
She’ll love you long time but those bars aint free
One week in Pattaya in the smoke and rumble
I took a wrong turn I could not foresee.

I took a wrong turn

A prison song about crime regret and nostalgiaand longing.
Play Now

Long Bay Prison

They call tv medusa’s head
It numbs your brain, turns thoughts to lead
books reveal a different world
diamonds rubies silver ‘n gold

so when I go to bed at night
and my folks turn out the light
I switch on my Dolphin torch
A secret world is in my sight

Now call of duty’s pretty good
But books are really my soul’s food
With a good book I know Ill see
Just how to solve the mystery

so when I go to bed at night
and my folks turn out the light
I switch on my Dolphin torch
A secret world is in my sight

Bridge: drum roll
with books Ill scale the mountain top
chase the villain, be the cop!

Adventure beckons, storms at sea
Shipwrecked with the Swiss family
Treasure island and Captain Hook
All inside my favourite book

Medusa's Head

A tribute song to heroes of the past ending with Bowie.
Play Now

A tin can I ride.


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