Skellig
Crickets rhythmically sing
Their mournful melodies
A monotone by request
But they fail, they fail
To soothe the mess
Hands rhythmically grope
The sheets again for you
And off-rhythm the time slows
To make moments eternal
Moments eternal
Is this some kind of holy test
To stitch the treadmarks off my chest
To get up and walk outside my head
On a holy search for angeltread
Now I've lost my fear
So I pray that you come near
With a million sparkly lights
And help me, help me through the night
The milky prints of spirits near
I
Their mournful melodies
A monotone by request
But they fail, they fail
To soothe the mess
Hands rhythmically grope
The sheets again for you
And off-rhythm the time slows
To make moments eternal
Moments eternal
Is this some kind of holy test
To stitch the treadmarks off my chest
To get up and walk outside my head
On a holy search for angeltread
Now I've lost my fear
So I pray that you come near
With a million sparkly lights
And help me, help me through the night
The milky prints of spirits near
I
Janie Jones
(Strummer/Jones)
He's in love with rock'n'roll woaahh
He's in love with gettin' stoned woaahh
He's in love with Janie Jones
But he don't like his boring job, no...
An' he knows what he's got to do
So he knows he's gonna have fun with you
You lucky lady!
An' he knows when the evening comes
When his job is done he'll be over in his car for you
An' in the in-tray lots of work
But the boss at the firm always thinks he shirks
But he's just like everyone, he's got a Ford Cortina
That just won't run without fuel
Fill her up, Jacko!
An' the invoice it don't quite fit,
There's no payola in his alphabetical file
This time he's gonna really tell the boss
Gonna really let him know exactly how he feels
It's pretty bad!
Let them know - how you feel