I can't help it...

My friends, please, hear me do
I've got a message just for you

Now have you someone who you really love -
A special person who you think the whole world of?
And does this someone have a hold on you -
And they won't let go, but you don't want them to?

And so, to whom it concerns
All yours in love, that's whom it concerns
You can't help it, you like it feeling this way
You wanna be loved everyday

You can't sleep at night 'cos love is on your mind
And that's how love can sometimes treat you so unkind
When at last sleep comes, who do you dream of?
The most wonderful person, yes, the one you love

And so, to whom it concerns
All yours in love, that's whom it concerns
You can't help it, you like it feeling this way
You wanna be loved everyday

And so, to whom it concerns
All yours in love, that's whom it concerns
You can't help it, you like it feeling this way
You wanna be loved everyday

Wouldn't it be grand to have cash on demand?

Didn't we have a lovely time the day we went to Bangor
A beautiful day we had lunch on the way
And all for under a pound you know
But on the way back I cuddled with Jack
And we opened a bottle of cider
Singing a few of our favourite songs as the wheels went round

Do you recall the thrill of it all as we walked along the sea front
Then on the sand we heard a brass band that played De Diddle De Bum Ta Ra Ra
Elsie and me had some cups of tea then we took a peddler boat out
Splashing away as we toured round the bay and the wheels went round

Didn't we have a lovely time the day we went to Bangor
A beautiful day we had lunch on the way
And all for under a pound you know
But on the way back I cuddled with Jack
And we opened a bottle of cider
Singing a few of our favourite songs as the wheels went round

Wasn't it nice eating chocolate ice as we strolled around the funfair
Then we ate eels on the big Ferris wheel as we sailed above the ground but then
We had to be quick because Elsie felt sick and we had to find somewhere to take her
I said to her lad "what made her feel bad?" ‘twas the wheel going round

Didn't we have a lovely time the day we went to Bangor
A beautiful day we had lunch on the way
And all for under a pound you know
But on the way back I cuddled with Jack
And we opened a bottle of cider
Singing a few of our favourite songs as the wheels went round

Elsie and me we finished our tea, and said goodbye to the sea side
Back on the bus Flo says to us oh isn't it a shame to go
Wouldn't it be grand to have cash on demand, and to live like this for always
Oh it makes me feel ill when I think of the Mill and the wheels going round

Didn't we have a lovely time the day we went to Bangor
A beautiful day we had lunch on the way
And all for under a pound you know
Then on the way back I cuddled with Jack
And we opened a bottle of cider
Singing a few of our favourite songs as the wheels went round

YOU ROPAH - VIDJO - w/FRIDJ

Always been suckers for fridge-based films...


Suburban Kids With Biblical Names - Europa from Bo Mikael Hall on Vimeo.

All these people, are they cool?

Suburban Kids - 1999 on ice....



Is this cool?

Is this cool?

Is this cool?

Is this cool?

Is this cool?

Is that cool?

All these people, are they cool?

Is this cool?

This guy, cool is he?

This guy, is he cool?

This woman, is she cool?

So, what about me? Do I look cool?

Well, do I?

Do I look cool? Do I really look cool?

Do I? Do I? Do I?

Yes or no? Find out tonight on BBC2.

I've seen this happen....

The world lives in your front room.
You're sitting happy in gloom.
Fate worries you, you will not give her room.
You give credit for might, inspiration and sight.
But you miss the point.
You won't join and fight,
You think to use is to lose so you're clinging, pulling pleading.

Try to keep it safe.
Keep it cosy but it feels so out of place
You're feeling a loss but you're not fit to make it
You're offered so much but you're frightened to take it.

It never was really proved, never was understood.
But there really is no virtue in the good.
The shouting's so loud that they'd do better to mime
You're deafened and you cannot hear the rhyme.
But secrets in whispers pull you, try to tempt you.

Try and keep it safe
Keep it cosy but it feels so out of place
You're feeling a loss but you're not fit to make it
You offered so much but you're not gonna to take it.

You beg for help and advice, how to handle your life.
But you dare not move, you cannot pay the price.
Chances slip, you just chatter, flatter, to forget what matters.
Spout your lines, read all your books,
You hear the sounds, miss all the hooks,
Your best is what you least understand,
You hate the graft, won't join the race,
You're scared to scar your pretty face
Safe now cos your head's in the sand

Keep it...

Joe Dolce Vita