Gut feels for all the old foolish gets with their aged gregarious fuels, the frail transitioners, the failed transgressors, the foul-mouthed beauties still, the eternally restless fashionistas and the once doomed stylists, the feral poets with two good lines left in their pockets, the fucked up geeks, all money no charm, and all those other strivers and chancers who make up this city of ours, like the mouthy scaffolders, savaged dog walkers, fatberg deconstructionists, lonely librarians, battered care workers, ariel installers, pavement riders, harassed couriers, burned out nurses, sweat shop slaves, supermarket warehousemen, working early hours strip light shift, invisible chauffeurs watching pricks abuse privilege in rear view mirror, inviolable hi vis midnight street sweepers, watchers of CCTV, art galleristas, tired baristas, tireless graffiti artists, the eternal homeless, hostel reception staff, the hostile and harassed, resting actors, abandoned cats, slinking foxes, the old vanishing sparrows, the new flourishing parakeets all the strugglers and stragglers, the lost the lonely the losers, the lovers, foolish gets, gregarious fuels, I have only mad love and gut feels for you all.
lyrics
THE OLD HOPEFULS
Here I am again
Mildly stinking up the stage
Putting on my best act
Hoping for another crack
At what I failed at first time around
When those damn critics hounded me out of town
But no young hack can ever put me down
I’m back again with this new truth I’ve found
That everything comes around and around and around and around
Hey, you’re an old hopeful too
Only slightly less hopeless it’s true
All the things that other old hopefuls do
Are the very things that we all go through
We draw on this fact we failed first time around
When those damn audiences hounded us out of town
But no one ever can put us down
We’re back again with this new truth we’ve found
That everything comes around and around and around and around
We die on stages like this, night after night after night
We kill ourselves for a good review
The empathy is in the blood and broken bones
That sense of being watched whilst feeling totally alone
We are the old hopefuls
We are the old hopefuls
We are the old hopefuls
And I swear the day I win the lottery I will buy the entire world of the supernatural and the reality of the unseen just for you, all for you, all for you….
credits
from Gut Feels,
track released February 14, 2023
Johny Brown
Katy Carr
David Coulter
Lee Stapleford
Jon Clayton
Recorded and Produced by Jon Clayton at One Cat
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