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Takin’ Part (the only way I know how)

Tried and tested,
Drivin’ to despair
For all those reasons,
The ones you care to share
And I never wanted,
A life so bleak
When you’re not wanted,
You turn the other cheek


And I saw you comin’,
And when I sigh you say
This talk is over,
I’ll fight you all day
And I can’t believe you,
You just never learn
This truth hurts harder,
Than the lies you burn


And at this headstone,
Tells me of the past
Would be so easy,
Giving up at last
And I just can’t tell you,
Some things you’ll never see
These words they are,
The last you’ll hear from me


And I’m thinkin’ this over,
All those times you forget
I recollect all those moments,
And those guys in your bed
Why do you tell me to slow down?
What you say I can’t believe
I know you don’t really need me,
‘Cos it’s all in your head


When it’s over me,
And I just know I’m better than, yeh its better than me
And the holding on's what’s killing me,
And I just know I’m better than, yeh it’s better than…
I’m takin’ part the only way I know how




Things to Come

I sit alone in a place no-one knows,
Light a cigarette and watch the smoke flow
I think of things I should have done,
And remind myself of those things to come


There are times a man must address himself,
And get on life’s stage and show himself
And feel the pain and hurt of love,
And remind himself of those things to come


The cigarette has now burnt out,
I didn’t have to scream and shout
To amplify these thoughts I think,
But sink into a deeper state


Remember promises,
That we made,
We all make promises,
Now move on


Feels like things are gonna change,
Why does it feel so strange?
As ask myself all kinds of questions,
I can’t answer my own suggestions


So I sit back,
Sit back and drift away
I wish things I started were still here,
They always seem to just disappear
I want to help others with their cause,
But I just sit back and take my own applause




I Say Nothing

Call me greedy, I’m just a sycophant,
I’ll say whatever I need to get along
And you don’t seem to say anything that makes a difference,
So I guess I’ll be alone with my thoughts


And as the snow falls down I feel relief upon my shoulders,
Feels real good to be back where I belong
And what did I tell you all? You’re better off without it,
I just hope the others act to watch you fall


And you say,
That I can’t recognise, I’m so full of lies
I reply,
That I’ll keep living on while I’m singing this song


Come and see me ‘cos I hold all the answers,
I’ll make your life better in a blink of an eye
And if I don’t come through I’ll act like I don’t know you,
I’m so immoral that it hurts to watch you cry


Likeness sold, have I lost my soul?
Now I’ll go anywhere, I’ll go anywhere
To get this back now my hearts intact,
I will do anything, I’ll do anything


Well,
What did I say?
These acts that I play,
I just say nothing
And I know,
All this means,
Is broken down dreams,
I just say nothing




Waging War

Kick back your heels three times,
And I’ll sing a song that makes you feel good
And I listen to Brand New,
For inspiration when I write this for you


I sing for the people,
Who dream alone for a night they can keep
And I try and reason,
With every man who can make this night alright


And everybody says…
That you don’t have to wage war
And everybody says…
That you don’t have to kill the poor


Make up your mind tonight,
‘Cos after this there’s no turning back
All these decisions,
These resolutions where do I fit in?


Remember London,
Shouting aloud to uphold our rights
It can’t be easy,
One soul is all then you’re damned for life


And if I upset you I will,
Take it in my stride
'Cos I know that I’m approachin’,
The end of the line,
So goodbye




Slain by Fate

Cold, this damn cold
Is hurtin’…
My soul


And praise, your praise
Was never…
In Vain


What can you say?
So slain by fate


Take me back,
I’m beggin’…
You back


What can I say?
So slain by fate
In deep I know
Don’t you follow?




Too Late

Here’s a story,
About a man who was really bad,
Today
He took a gun yeah,
He shot a man in cold blood,
Today


And they cower,
Into their darkest hour,
He should repent,
But it’s too late


He’s a psychopath,
With cruel intentions of the worst kind,
OK
He knows now,
That he should be locked away for his mistakes,
Today


And they cower,
Into their darkest hour,
And they sigh with sorrow,
That they’ll never see tomorrow,
And it’s hard,
It beats so hard,
He will repent,
But it’s too late




Break It Up

As that door just swings open wide
Then I got to widen my stride
And I know its all been worthwhile
When your up front and I see you smile


Break it up now, baby break it up now
Break it up now, baby break it up now


Yes, I know we've been up all night
And I know its been worth this fight
Coz if everything turns out right
Then I'll know its justified, justified


And as I stumble down I,
Found that CD player,
Playin’ tunes I never thought I would hear
So slow down, and come round,
For every second that we hang around,
Its all about you now…




With Our Eyes Open

One taking,
Forgetting


And we won’t let you go
And we won’t sell you out
With our eyes open

Lay, lay it all,
Lose, lose all your


And we won’t give you up
And we won’t sell you out
With our eyes open




As Safe As I Feel Now

And I’ll never be,
As safe as I feel now
And I’ll never retreat
Bring it on or just leave now


Picking up where I go,
But my hands they move slow
Everyone has a price,
Yours is just higher than mine is


And when I fall apart at your feet,
It’s like you’ve never seen me before
And when I try to excuse my beliefs
You know this will never do, never do, no


They taught me things,
And I just couldn’t argue with them
No more better days,
I just should have thought for myself


And I do, when I am falling down at your feet
I’ll follow you, until the end of light in my eyes


And I’ll never be,
As safe as I feel now
And would you believe,
That everything worked out fine




Bomber Brown

Psycho, animal, porno king, dirty ring
Have you seen him walk around?
He’s comin’ to get you, I’ll tell you now!
I know you’re scared, and afraid
Just don’t stare too long into
His eyes


Cockney, mentalist, lazy as can be, that’s CRB!
Have you tried to understand,
Why he wants an ice cream van?
The hairy beast, he’s 22
But if you’re good there’s a big tip
For you


Bomber Brown
Bomber Br-ow-n


Exercise, don’t say the word, a communist, and now he’s pissed
A subtle hint to let him know,
It’s not OK to stalk J-Lo
And now the beater, has him abused
He goes and leaves brown on
The bottom cushion


Brown,
I know the sex offences were a long time ago
You should of been incarcerated years ago
How can they let you walk the streets?
Scarin’ the shit out of the people you meet
Poor Janet,
I know she may have been a little bit bad
Did you have to call her a fat rugby playin’ slag?
I wonder what you dream when you sleep




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