'Save it for the wind' (K Coleman copyright 2017) You sound a lot like a brick wall I'm engaged with once in conversation and I talk a lot for someone who does not share your opinion Save it for the wind- hide it in a white lie. Make me out as a friend- a similar soul in whom to confide or Save it for your kin, hide it in a hate crime, make me out as a scapegoat, a no good waste of space and time, but The anecdotal evidence points to a severe lack of anecdotes. When you're standing at the verbal post box I'd think about holding on to that envelope, no Save it for the wind- hide it in a white lie. Make me out as a friend- a similar soul in whom to confide or Save it for your kin, hide it in a hate crime, make me out as a scapegoat, a no good waste of space and time. We're winding down. but you are only getting started Your words and your feet are somehow rhythmically connected. Save it for the floor- the speaker holds the hammer aloft and throws it towards the door, in my direction. You clear your throat once more

'Your side' (Lyrics by Aliona Sokurova, music by Kieran Coleman copyright 2017) You know I am always on your side, but you know in matters such as these I am mostly right, so bear with me a little while. And put up with my oddities, for some rewarding times ahead I will make you some melodies, maybe cheer you up my dearest friend Yes we've crossed that line, we've got it down to an art, as with the stars above our minds are drifting far apart. Still I'm always on your side, but you know I'm mostly right Still I'm always on your side, but you know I'm mostly right And it's not a big deal they say, this shit happens every day, clock is ticking away, night time is chasing away the day. And it's not a big deal we say, we have enough on our plate today, the story of which we are au fait, mourning the bridges we cannot remake I'm always on your side, but you know I'm mostly right But we won't give it up, play away, dance away, sing the song that will keep us sane, for another little while anyway. For another little while anyway

Some of us(written by Kieran Coleman copyright 2017) Some of us don't want to go, to go, to go, to go to a far away land Some of us don't want to know, to know, to know, to know about your best laid plans. We're coming from the west side of the world ,the country, the county, the town, the reserve. we coming from the east side of the world, the country, the county, the town, the reserve. We're Born to live yet we chose to hate, I'm sick of looking down at ground at the fate of others. I want to look up to the sky, I want to look up to the people in charge, I want to look up to the sky Some of us don't want to go to go to go to a far away land. Some of us don't want to know, to know, to know, to know about your best laid plans. we're coming from the west side of the world, the country, the county, the town, the reserve. Were coming from the east side of the world, the country, the county, the town, the reserve. We're Born to live, yet we chose to hate, I'm sick of looking down at ground at the fate of others. I want to look up to the sky, I want to look up to the people in charge, I want to look up to the sky. I want to lookup to the people I want to look up to the sky I want to lookup to the people I want to look up to the sky I want to lookup to the people I want to look up to the sky I want to lookup to the people I want to look up to the sky I want to lookup to the people I want to look up to the sky

DOUBLE NEGATIVE, music and lyrics written by Kieran Coleman copyright 2017 Why do we only ever talk about one thing, never do nothing Why do we only ever talk about one thing, never do nothing Get your friend out of jail, he's the one locked away in a cell. He went down for the things we've done. Let's do more to pay for the bail. Why do we only ever do one thing, Never say nothing Why do we only ever do one thing, Never say nothing Let's get out in the rain, I don't want to see what's on the other side I don't pretend that my actions make sense Let's get out in the rain UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU LA LA LA PING PING What do we do What do we do What do we do What do we do What do we do I don't know, I don't have an answer What do we do What do we do What do we do What do we do What do we do, I don't know, I don't have an answer Why don't you come on over here, Let me see those eyes, let me see them flutter Why don't you come on over here, Let me see those eyes, let me see them flutter Why don't you come on over here, Show me those eyes, come on, show me, let me see them flutter I get off on your brain, I get off on the things that you say, But your eyes they distract just the same I get off on your brain UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU LA LA LA PING PING UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU LA LA LA PING PING

Mr S disposition (K Coleman copyright 2017) And before i thought I had seen it done it all I usually just talked over everybody, And I was stuck dumb. I quaked in my boots, lost in his tales. Born blasted from a cannon demonised with good reason, he'll travel via chariot 'till the whole world is frozen. And he'll cut through the ice like a hot knife through butter, 'till he finds what remains of an old broken septer. A man of high regard once held him up as his saviour, but He shrugged it off with candour prospecting adventure. When everything goes quiet he sometimes talks with Mother Nature they timetable the ice age, the new age, the future What do you do like mister sunny disposition? I throw my head back , throw my head back, throw my head back smile through my teeth, flail my arms over my head , breath deep and clean And what about you? What do you like to do mister sunny disposition? He met a president at his front door, called his character into question he broke a glass in anger at that ambassadorial reception. He receives us when we're looking at a cracks in the sidewalk and lays his blessing upon us for the change in our pockets. He meets with woodland creatures and warns them of potential developments. He chained himself to excavation machinery on the 9 o'clock news last Tuesday The earth holds its promise beneath his feet while the sky and he keep favours no hailstones or sleet. What sort of weather do you like mister sunny disposition? I like to throw my head back I like to smile through my teeth,I like to flail my arms right over my head heave my chest breath deep I like to let everything melt away clean. And what about you? What do you like to do mister sunny disposition? And what about you- what do you like to do mr sunny disposition. And he asked me again What do you like to do mister sunny disposition

Let's go(K Coleman copyright 2017) Let's go let's go let's go let's go Let's go let's go let's go let's go let's go let's go Let's go let's go let's go let's go Let's go let's go let's go let's go let's go let's go Take off your shoes and throw them where it's dry, let's go as far as our tippy toes try. We're bound to hate the lines we make, We sound like clucking chickens chirping on and on. A clown for a face, floppy shoes in place I'm not fond of backing down I'm not fond of backing down Let's go let's go let's go let's go Let's go let's go let's go let's go let's go let's go I'm not fond of backing down Take off your shoes and throw them where it's dry, let's go as far as our tippy toes try. I'm not fond of backing down I'm not fond of backing down Let's go let's go let's go let's go Let's go let's go let's go let's go let's go let's go I'm not fond of backing down

Batten down(K Coleman copyright 2017) I Got to step up for the main show, impactful powerful intro. when the music goes low well and stand up high. How high? (Sky high )a little lower, think from a mountain top tower, with a Leslie speaker spinning , projecting for miles We take a step back, to perceive the situation nod and monst in full effect And now, for the grand foray we take to the dance floor in a big hurry. And now, for the grand foray we take to the dance floor And now, for the grand foray we take to the dance floor in a big hurry. And now, for the grand foray we take to the dance floor We take a step back, to perceive the situation and we take step forward in order to create one. Chorus Hey yo. Baton down the dance floor me buckos for I be comin through hey yo. Scrub the deck clean for me gangway for I be comin through. Me me me and and bottle of b. There be groves to be stepping on. Plank walking diving in. To assist the nodman for he and I are kin. Man the decks and blast out to my drunken moves, move the furniture to the other side of the room thanks I prefer this side for the box dance. Watch the monster lurch like a professional for the grand foray we take to the dance floor . But wait, I'm finished with the breakdown, got to triple up on the breakdown. So you claw your hands an raise your shoulders high for the lurch the box dance. Got to triple up double up And now for the grand foray we take to the dance floor in a big hurry and now. (There be grooves to be steppin' on) Chorus Hey yo. Baton down the dance floor me buckos for I be comin through hey yo. Scrub the deck clean for me gangway for I be comin through. Got to step up on the break down. Pre-sent my presence on the breakdown But wait, I'm finished with the breakdown, got to triple up on the breakdown. So you claw your hands an raise your shoulders high for the lurch the box dance. So you claw your hands an raise your shoulders high for the lurch the box dance And now for the grand foray, we take to the dance floor in a big hurry. Chorus Hey yo. Baton down the dance floor me buckos for I be comin through hey yo. Scrub the deck clean for me gangway for I be comin through. You've got to step up cause it's your turn jump up and down to the bass drum jump up and down till your legs burn relax and Let me let your head spin shiver me tonsils tongue and lips that grin full of gold. Booty plunderin swashbuckling never gets old. Slur your words have them re-told by your shoulder bird You've got to double up 'cause it's your turn Got to triple up double up You've got to double up 'cause it's your turn Got to step up on the break down. Pre-sent my presence on the breakdown Step back! Uh

Wait on it (K Coleman copyright 2017) I see you walking over toward me And I don't even blink I know exactly what's going on You say why don't a little old you and a little old me step outside And I can hear the sirens flashing by None of them stop outside Little old me knows you a little too well, I decline, I decline I'm gonna wait on it I'm gonna wait on it, a little bit more, a little bit more I'm gonna wait on it I'm gonna wait on it a little bit more, a little bit more o o o o o o o u And you all taken aback,you were not expecting this. I think it all seemed just a little bit strange But I declined so soft and so gentle, Some things are left better left better left unsaid I'm gonna wait on it, a little bit more, a little bit more oh I'm gonna wait on it I'm gonna wait on it a little bit more, a little bit more o o o o o o o u I'm gonna wait on it I'm gonna wait on it a little bit more, a little bit more oh I'm gonna wait on it I'm gonna wait on it a little bit more, a little bit more o o o o o o o u

She lives in 102 (K Coleman copyright 2017) Hey! Time passes by so fast and I'm so sorry that I never said hello to you Time passes by so fast and I'm so sorry that I never sook hands with you Time passes by like the beating of a heart, so slow when its peeled apart from you She's lives in 102, it doesn't rhyme but her eyes are green she's got me ticker taped to a life support machine hey! Mine is a world too small without you next door I'm bored when the outside peels me away from you. She's lives in 102, it doesn't rhyme but her eyes are green she's got me ticker taped to a life support machine hey! She has a snort and and a cackle for a laugh she wakes me up too early every Saturday. her sense of humour seems daft and dark and dry and filthy dirty. She whistles themes of game shows waiting for the microwave beeps. She creeps around during the day and practices tap dance while I try to sleep. I'm picking up the courage to stutter through some small talk, the hole in the hallway, the weather, the more mundane events of the day. But my Procrastination is pitiful. I have a knack for skipping the human contact part until I seem unsocial. She's lives in 102, it doesn't rhyme but her eyes are green she's got me ticker taped to a life support machine hey! She's lives in 102, it doesn't rhyme but her eyes are green she's got me ticker taped to a life support machine hey! She's lives in 102, it doesn't rhyme but her eyes are green she's got me ticker taped to a life support machine hey! She's lives in 102, it doesn't rhyme but her eyes are green she's got me ticker taped to a life support machine hey! She's lives in 102, it doesn't rhyme but her eyes are green she's got me ticker taped to a life support machine hey! She's lives in 102, it doesn't rhyme but her eyes are green she's got me ticker taped to a life support machine She lives in 102 She's got me ticker taped to a life support machine hey!

Safe or sorry(K Coleman copyright 2017) And the wind is at my back And the car is double parked And the street light flickers off And I call your name out loud You are always by my side You know how often you are on my mind You are different every time You're never safe you're never sorry And the neighbours lights go on So I go and honk the horn And the threats are coming fast Your next shout will be your last So I drive another mile And I give it another try So I drive another mile And the wind is at my back And the car is double parked And the street light flickers off And I call your name out loud You are always by my side You know how often you are on my mind You are different every time You're never safe you're never sorry And the neighbours lights go on So I go and honk the horn And the threats are coming fast Your next shout will be your last So I drive another mile