Sanaban

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Sanaban

Woh
She got those catwalk thighs
Perfect smile
Cat like eyes

Italian style
She got the look
Can’t take my eyes away

Sink ya like a submarine
Flickin’ thru my magazine

Far away from my world
She got that nightime flare
Close up magic
Take you on a mystery ride

She ain’t no faker
A real heart breaker
Cloak and dagger ain’t her way

I wanna be her backdrop
Fit me in, photoshop

Oh..yeah…

Oh yeah, drive ya to distraction
I can’t get no….satisfaction

So far away from this world
Got me in an awkward state
Too much panache for my kind
I guess I should know better

Better than to push my luck
It’s a real mind fuck
Good as it’s gonna get
Save myself the upset

I wanna be her backdrop
Fit me in, photoshop

Oh yeah, I got graphic designs on you girl
I wanna be your backdrop
Colour me in
Photoshop.

Photoshop

Shame on you
For what you done to me
Shame on you
I’m gonna make you see
That your kind of lovin’
Just aint no good for me

Under your spell
You had me runnin’ around
Played me so well
Ran me into the ground
All your pushin’ and shovin’
I had to turn that thing around

Sneakin’ around
Like a thief in the nightime
Watchin’ my back
For what seemed like a lifetime
Queen for a day
Hangin’ out with my friends
You better keep a runnin’
‘s if your life depends

Shame on you
For what you done to me
Shame on you
I’m gonna make you see
That your kind of lovin’
Just aint no good for me

Sneakin’ around
Like a thief in the night
Deny everything
But it was you alright
Face of an angel
Snake in the grass
Pucker up darlin’
You can kiss my

Ah shame on you
For what you done to me
Shame on you
I’m gonna make you see
That your kind of lovin’
Just aint no good for me

Shame on you
Shame on you

Shame On You

Hey girl you came to me in a dream
Lightning strike on a clear dark night
I remembered you used to dance
A Marionette lost in a trance
You kept spinning

Whatever you do wherever you are
In your beat up jeans ‘n’ your old guitar
Think of me when you start to play
Sad old songs from bad old days
If only I coulda made you stay with me

Daylight came around too soon
Left me with an empty room
Slipped away from your embrace
The world became a sadder place
But it kept turnin’

Whatever you do wherever you are
In your old rag jeans ‘n’ your blue guitar
Think of me when you start to play
Good old songs from bad old days
If only I coulda made you stay around

And in my dream
You’re here to stay
For all your life for all your days
But in the light
You disappear
Like smoke into the atmosphere
You Fade away



Wherever you go wherever you are
In your beat up jeans ‘n’ your blue guitar
D’you think of me when you start to play
Sad old songs from carefree days
Only wish I coulda made you stay

Whatever you do wherever you are
In your beat up jeans ‘n’ your old guitar
Think of me when you start to play
Sad old songs from bad old days
Only wish I coulda made you stay
With me

Marionette


Latest Uploads

Woh
She got those catwalk thighs
Perfect smile
Cat like eyes

Italian style
She got the look
Can’t take my eyes away

Sink ya like a submarine
Flickin’ thru my magazine

Far away from my world
She got that nightime flare
Close up magic
Take you on a mystery ride

She ain’t no faker
A real heart breaker
Cloak and dagger ain’t her way

I wanna be her backdrop
Fit me in, photoshop

Oh..yeah…

Oh yeah, drive ya to distraction
I can’t get no….satisfaction

So far away from this world
Got me in an awkward state
Too much panache for my kind
I guess I should know better

Better than to push my luck
It’s a real mind fuck
Good as it’s gonna get
Save myself the upset

I wanna be her backdrop
Fit me in, photoshop

Oh yeah, I got graphic designs on you girl
I wanna be your backdrop
Colour me in
Photoshop.

Photoshop

Shame on you
For what you done to me
Shame on you
I’m gonna make you see
That your kind of lovin’
Just aint no good for me

Under your spell
You had me runnin’ around
Played me so well
Ran me into the ground
All your pushin’ and shovin’
I had to turn that thing around

Sneakin’ around
Like a thief in the nightime
Watchin’ my back
For what seemed like a lifetime
Queen for a day
Hangin’ out with my friends
You better keep a runnin’
‘s if your life depends

Shame on you
For what you done to me
Shame on you
I’m gonna make you see
That your kind of lovin’
Just aint no good for me

Sneakin’ around
Like a thief in the night
Deny everything
But it was you alright
Face of an angel
Snake in the grass
Pucker up darlin’
You can kiss my

Ah shame on you
For what you done to me
Shame on you
I’m gonna make you see
That your kind of lovin’
Just aint no good for me

Shame on you
Shame on you

Shame On You

Hey girl you came to me in a dream
Lightning strike on a clear dark night
I remembered you used to dance
A Marionette lost in a trance
You kept spinning

Whatever you do wherever you are
In your beat up jeans ‘n’ your old guitar
Think of me when you start to play
Sad old songs from bad old days
If only I coulda made you stay with me

Daylight came around too soon
Left me with an empty room
Slipped away from your embrace
The world became a sadder place
But it kept turnin’

Whatever you do wherever you are
In your old rag jeans ‘n’ your blue guitar
Think of me when you start to play
Good old songs from bad old days
If only I coulda made you stay around

And in my dream
You’re here to stay
For all your life for all your days
But in the light
You disappear
Like smoke into the atmosphere
You Fade away



Wherever you go wherever you are
In your beat up jeans ‘n’ your blue guitar
D’you think of me when you start to play
Sad old songs from carefree days
Only wish I coulda made you stay

Whatever you do wherever you are
In your beat up jeans ‘n’ your old guitar
Think of me when you start to play
Sad old songs from bad old days
Only wish I coulda made you stay
With me

Marionette

Big talk from little people
You gotta get it out of your head
Tall tales from small minded people
Just trying to undermine your cred

Rumours fly like ballistic missiles
Aiming to destroy your mind
Makes ‘em feel good makin’ you feel bad
Let me tell ya they’re just one of a kind

Don’t give into it
Rise above that shit
They aint got nuthin’ better to do
Oughta know better
Shouldn’t listen to rumours
Don’t let ‘em put one over on you

Don’t let ‘em hurt ya.
Don’t let ‘em get to ya

Don’t give into it
Rise above that shit
They aint got nuthin’ better to do
Oughta know better
Shouldn’t listen to rumours
Don’t let ‘em put one over on you

Jealous people and their fucked up lives
Beats me how anybody believes it
Dishin’ it out, but can’t take it back
Amazin’ anyone can conceive it

Don’t let ‘em hurt ya.
Don’t let ‘em get to ya

Don’t give into it
Rise above that shit
They aint got nuthin’ better to do
Oughta know better
Shouldn’t listen to rumours
Don’t let ‘em put one over on you

Don’t give into it
Rise above that shit
They aint got nuthin’ better to do
Oughta know better
Shouldn’t listen to rumours
Don’t let ‘em put one over on you

Shouldn't Listen To Rumours

Pit-a-pat the rain came
Washed away the remains of the fire
She turned away, light caught her smile
She turned ‘n’ smiled, she turned ‘n’ wiled away my life
Fritter flatter to all dreams that dare to tag along
Oh yeah, wiretapper, minds eye spy

Playfully dance enchanted lines
A ballerina to light the dark wood shadows
Arabesque in silhouette repose
She flash a smile “I can’t resist your funky style”
A swish I wish you stay a while
Yeah you’re on my swish list girl

Souls of those who had gone before lay down
Skies above turn the colour of coal
Whistle all four winds, blow spring to mind
Her musket perfume, purifyin’ the night air
Fragrant beams of light shimmer
“I can’t resist her funky smile”

Pit-a-pat the rain came clean
Wash away the remains of the fire
She turn away, she turn away
She flash a smile

Oh girl, take up my time

The Rain

The dark came young, weeping as the day got old
Cold gnaws away at fragile bones
The white bird takes on the wings of night
Crying forlornly into that darkened void
A despondent call of desire
Unrequited

Come to me, the call
Come to me again

Sequins languish in the gloomy sphere
A sloppy dresser that night sky
Needles prick it’s blackened cape
Tight ‘n’ frugal with her style
Concealing her flair
A dark deceiver for sure

Cold air stirs the leafy limbs
The two trees shake ‘n’ oscillate
Telegraphic whispers received
Evergreen ‘n’ universal the cryptic note
The white bird, woeful, flies on
The message absorbed
Crestfallen

Come to me she calls
Come for me again

But chance has passed
Her time expired
Faith recoiled to disbelief
The heavens lift it’s shadow shroud
As light of day embraced the land
Sanctuary is now her creed
She evaporates into the light

The two trees now stand tall and fast
Indifferent to her futile quest
What spirits spur her wounded soul
T’ward ghosts she cannot lay to rest

The dark came young, weeping as the day got old
Cold gnaws away at fragile bones
The white bird takes on the wings of night
She cries forlornly into that darkened void
A despondent call of desire
Unrequited

The White Bird And The Two Trees

Lies like a bitch
Got a fabrication itch
Storyteller Butterfly
Daydream believer
Gemini
One half truth one half lie

Knife in the back
She got the knack
Gold mine inner thighs
Keep on diggin’
Diggin’ in the riggin’
Hey you get some exercise


The snake she said
Don’t get too close man
You might get tagged
Aint gonna get me into your bag
Aint that a drag
You some kinda fag hag
Seems like we hit a snag
You a zig a zag a dish rag

Schizo psycho
Everywhere a no go
Talking on the telephone
Parlay in a go zone
Poontang yin yang
Flighty like a boomerang

The snake she cry
Time to say goodbye
Fire to the voodoo
Hoodoo
Hoodoo you think you are
This time you gone too far
My xylophone exploded
I can’t control it
That aint in my repertoire
That aint in my repertoire

Cool it ‘n’ kick back
Head off the rail track
Give yourself a heart attack
Dancin’ with a diamon’back
She aint no crackerjack
Ringer for a razorback
Used ya for a coat rack
Hung out to dry
Do I need to specify

XYLOPHONE SNAKE

Time is running out
It’s a shame that we can’t
Seem to get it right
Someone’s got a hold on me
Time and time again
We always have to fight

Time is running out
It’s a shame that we can’t
Seem to get it right
There’s someone holding out on me
Time and time again
We always have to fight

Daggers drawn and it’s
Once more into the fray
You know it seems to me
There used to be a better way

Every single day
This heartache comes my way
Every single day
Won’t this feeling go away

The world is turning cold
My body’s drained of all desire for you
I must be getting old
There was a time
I would have died for you

Daggers drawn and it’s
Once more into the fray yeah
You know it seems to me
There used to be a better way

Every single day
This heartache comes my way
Every single day
Won’t this feeling go away

Daggers drawn and it’s
Once more into the fray yeah
You know it seems to me
There used to be a better way

Every single day
This heartache comes my way
Every single day
Won’t this feeling go away
Every single day
This heartache comes my way
Every single day
Won’t this feeling go away

Every Single Day

My Uploads

Woh
She got those catwalk thighs
Perfect smile
Cat like eyes

Italian style
She got the look
Can’t take my eyes away

Sink ya like a submarine
Flickin’ thru my magazine

Far away from my world
She got that nightime flare
Close up magic
Take you on a mystery ride

She ain’t no faker
A real heart breaker
Cloak and dagger ain’t her way

I wanna be her backdrop
Fit me in, photoshop

Oh..yeah…

Oh yeah, drive ya to distraction
I can’t get no….satisfaction

So far away from this world
Got me in an awkward state
Too much panache for my kind
I guess I should know better

Better than to push my luck
It’s a real mind fuck
Good as it’s gonna get
Save myself the upset

I wanna be her backdrop
Fit me in, photoshop

Oh yeah, I got graphic designs on you girl
I wanna be your backdrop
Colour me in
Photoshop.

Photoshop

Shame on you
For what you done to me
Shame on you
I’m gonna make you see
That your kind of lovin’
Just aint no good for me

Under your spell
You had me runnin’ around
Played me so well
Ran me into the ground
All your pushin’ and shovin’
I had to turn that thing around

Sneakin’ around
Like a thief in the nightime
Watchin’ my back
For what seemed like a lifetime
Queen for a day
Hangin’ out with my friends
You better keep a runnin’
‘s if your life depends

Shame on you
For what you done to me
Shame on you
I’m gonna make you see
That your kind of lovin’
Just aint no good for me

Sneakin’ around
Like a thief in the night
Deny everything
But it was you alright
Face of an angel
Snake in the grass
Pucker up darlin’
You can kiss my

Ah shame on you
For what you done to me
Shame on you
I’m gonna make you see
That your kind of lovin’
Just aint no good for me

Shame on you
Shame on you

Shame On You

Hey girl you came to me in a dream
Lightning strike on a clear dark night
I remembered you used to dance
A Marionette lost in a trance
You kept spinning

Whatever you do wherever you are
In your beat up jeans ‘n’ your old guitar
Think of me when you start to play
Sad old songs from bad old days
If only I coulda made you stay with me

Daylight came around too soon
Left me with an empty room
Slipped away from your embrace
The world became a sadder place
But it kept turnin’

Whatever you do wherever you are
In your old rag jeans ‘n’ your blue guitar
Think of me when you start to play
Good old songs from bad old days
If only I coulda made you stay around

And in my dream
You’re here to stay
For all your life for all your days
But in the light
You disappear
Like smoke into the atmosphere
You Fade away



Wherever you go wherever you are
In your beat up jeans ‘n’ your blue guitar
D’you think of me when you start to play
Sad old songs from carefree days
Only wish I coulda made you stay

Whatever you do wherever you are
In your beat up jeans ‘n’ your old guitar
Think of me when you start to play
Sad old songs from bad old days
Only wish I coulda made you stay
With me

Marionette

Big talk from little people
You gotta get it out of your head
Tall tales from small minded people
Just trying to undermine your cred

Rumours fly like ballistic missiles
Aiming to destroy your mind
Makes ‘em feel good makin’ you feel bad
Let me tell ya they’re just one of a kind

Don’t give into it
Rise above that shit
They aint got nuthin’ better to do
Oughta know better
Shouldn’t listen to rumours
Don’t let ‘em put one over on you

Don’t let ‘em hurt ya.
Don’t let ‘em get to ya

Don’t give into it
Rise above that shit
They aint got nuthin’ better to do
Oughta know better
Shouldn’t listen to rumours
Don’t let ‘em put one over on you

Jealous people and their fucked up lives
Beats me how anybody believes it
Dishin’ it out, but can’t take it back
Amazin’ anyone can conceive it

Don’t let ‘em hurt ya.
Don’t let ‘em get to ya

Don’t give into it
Rise above that shit
They aint got nuthin’ better to do
Oughta know better
Shouldn’t listen to rumours
Don’t let ‘em put one over on you

Don’t give into it
Rise above that shit
They aint got nuthin’ better to do
Oughta know better
Shouldn’t listen to rumours
Don’t let ‘em put one over on you

Shouldn't Listen To Rumours

Pit-a-pat the rain came
Washed away the remains of the fire
She turned away, light caught her smile
She turned ‘n’ smiled, she turned ‘n’ wiled away my life
Fritter flatter to all dreams that dare to tag along
Oh yeah, wiretapper, minds eye spy

Playfully dance enchanted lines
A ballerina to light the dark wood shadows
Arabesque in silhouette repose
She flash a smile “I can’t resist your funky style”
A swish I wish you stay a while
Yeah you’re on my swish list girl

Souls of those who had gone before lay down
Skies above turn the colour of coal
Whistle all four winds, blow spring to mind
Her musket perfume, purifyin’ the night air
Fragrant beams of light shimmer
“I can’t resist her funky smile”

Pit-a-pat the rain came clean
Wash away the remains of the fire
She turn away, she turn away
She flash a smile

Oh girl, take up my time

The Rain

The dark came young, weeping as the day got old
Cold gnaws away at fragile bones
The white bird takes on the wings of night
Crying forlornly into that darkened void
A despondent call of desire
Unrequited

Come to me, the call
Come to me again

Sequins languish in the gloomy sphere
A sloppy dresser that night sky
Needles prick it’s blackened cape
Tight ‘n’ frugal with her style
Concealing her flair
A dark deceiver for sure

Cold air stirs the leafy limbs
The two trees shake ‘n’ oscillate
Telegraphic whispers received
Evergreen ‘n’ universal the cryptic note
The white bird, woeful, flies on
The message absorbed
Crestfallen

Come to me she calls
Come for me again

But chance has passed
Her time expired
Faith recoiled to disbelief
The heavens lift it’s shadow shroud
As light of day embraced the land
Sanctuary is now her creed
She evaporates into the light

The two trees now stand tall and fast
Indifferent to her futile quest
What spirits spur her wounded soul
T’ward ghosts she cannot lay to rest

The dark came young, weeping as the day got old
Cold gnaws away at fragile bones
The white bird takes on the wings of night
She cries forlornly into that darkened void
A despondent call of desire
Unrequited

The White Bird And The Two Trees


About Me

Bio

Lead guitarist in various bands over the years. Writer and lyricist.

CV/History

Played in various blues and pop cover bands. No-one famous unfortunately.

Contact

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