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Dating Satans Sister

by Kevin Blight

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1.
There's an old man by the foundry taking bricks from the wall That is crumbling like an early morning dream There's not an engine part been made here these last 15 years He's not a rich man or so proud that he won't steal And the kids around the corner spot a dirty windowpane That somehow has escaped their attention They take it in turns to throw stones and pieces of old pipe 'Till they're satisfied with its destruction And another day is ending under Birmingham skies I'm making my way back home, and then Another minute, another mile, it's further behind I can't wait to be home again There's an old lady walking past a Blue-lit Mosque Covered from head to toe in Black No-one knows if she is smiling or scowling under that hood As she carries her daily shopping back There's a Sikh guy sitting at the lights in his Mercedes-Benz And it's pumping Ozone and heavy music The lights change & he stalls it, mouths some words we can't hear And screeches off in a cloud of smoke to our amusement And another day is ending under Birmingham skies I'm making my way back home and then Another minute, another mile, it's further behind I can't wait to be home again And another day is ending under Birmingham skies I'm making my way back home and then Another minute, another mile, it's further behind I can't wait to be home again
2.
A tale from the Bowels of fiery Hell.... I'm playing poker with the Devil in one of my dreams I'm sitting on a full house and I'm feeling pretty keen I got Angels on my shoulders and a Cherub in between Everybody else has folded it's left to him and me I got my house, I got my car, I got my kids, I got my wife, I got my Guitar in the pot - hell I got my whole damn life The Devil's got the whole of Hades riding on this hand He's got a proposition that he thinks I might understand He said if you win this hand of cards in Limbo tonight You'll get the whole of Hades and 'll be your willing slave for life But if the hand I got here in my little Red claw Can best yours I demand a little bit more I get your house, I get your car, I get your kids, I get your wife, I get your Guitar - hell I nearly get your whole damn life He had the Father, Son & Holy Ghost the Ten and then the Nine They're all the same damn suit and they beat that hand of mine Ah my head's pounding like a blister, My brain's blowing like a twister 'Aint seen nothing like this oh Mister, oh my! I'm dating Satan's Sister. I pick her up the next night from the fiery gates of Hell And I drive her to the movies 'cos I'm under her spell We talks about her Brother and the games that he plays How he likes to play with fire in these dangerous days I lost my house, I lost my car, I lost my kids, I lost my wife, I lost my Guitar - hell I nearly lost my whole damn life But she says that she can give me back the completed list If I'll just give Satan's Sibling one last kiss Well my head's pounding like a blister, My brain's blowing like a twister 'Aint seen nothing like this oh Mister, oh my! I'm dating Satan's Sister.
3.
She told me she was looking for another lover She said that she was finished with someone or other She spits 'em out and trades them in like a beat up car Well i wasn't sitting pretty cos I been burned Found out the hard way just how fast a table turns They light you up and put you out like a cheap cigar But there's times in the night when I'd welcome a little company And a girl like her would suit me fine There's a doorman in Milan at the Green Cat Club Who could kill at 20 paces with his ugly mug He'd chew you up and spit you out like a piece of gum There hasn't been a fight in a couple of weeks And his knuckles' getting itchy when he looks at me It's time for me to call it a night, I've had my fun But there's times in my life when trouble smiles, cos I walked in And a quiet night would suit me fine Well trouble don't look at me I'm just an ordinary guy Lady Luck don't turn your back give me one last try Another throw of the dice. When someone's talking rubbish like a matter of fact Sometimes I smile sweetly and I put on an act Even if I really know it isn't so. Life is short and working hours seem too long So sometimes I just stand there and I say they're wrong It makes me such a popular guy, they say I can go (go find another job) But there's times in your life when you gotta do what you gotta do And substance over style just suits me fine.
4.
Inevitable 03:54
Hey baby the Sun's gonna rise in the morning Hey baby the Earth's gonna turn in the day The clouds are gonna wheel in the sky The birds are gonna sing and gonna fly It's inevitable, I'm gonna make you mine Hey honey the Moon's gonna rise in the evening Hey honey the stars are coming out to play The constellations wheel through the sky The evening star a burning point of light It's inevitable, I'm gonna make you mine Don't look upon this as arrogance It's not just some random happenstance Sometimes some things are meant to be Like you and me Hey baby the leaves are gonna fall from the trees Hey honey the water in the river's gonna freeze The season's gonna change in its time It don't need no reason or no rhyme It's inevitable, I'm gonna make you mine The season's gonna change in its time It don't need no reason or no rhyme It's inevitable, I'm gonna make you mine
5.
Vindictive 04:03
I'm gonna write a perfect love song I'm struggling to find the words I'm gonna write a perfect love song And break your heart when it's heard I'm gonna write a song that matters To everyone around the world It's gonna be a song to make you cry When my broken heart is cured There's a Billion songs unwritten But I need the perfect one That sends a signal to your heart That says our love is gone I'm gonna write a perfect novel With characters you can believe I'm gonna write a perfect novel But I'm only up to chapter three I'm writing it to send a signal With a character just like me You'll be unable to put it down It'll bring you to your knees Well i might sound vindictive I guess that's just because I am I can't help feeling vindictive I never claimed to be a perfect man I got a nasty streak inside of me It doesn't make me proud But sometimes these feelings hurt so bad I just shout it out aloud
6.
Don't offer me a single thing you can't afford to lose My bag is packed as usual, for that I'm thanking you I'll pick the cameras up tonight and then a plane to Rome And by the time you're reading this I'll be gone I'm sorry if I've been distant I'll admit to feeling detached From the ordinary everyday I somehow fail to catch I often wish I didn't have a life that drives you mad But I can't resist opportunities to travel to a foreign land In tears, you once accused me Of thriving on misery, war and human shame But those things would happen If I weren't there all the same And yes I've got your photograph It's where it's always been And that image is the one I love best of all images I've seen And every click of the shutter, every flash, every turn of my lens Will bring me closer to your heart, closer to your heart, Closer to your heart again.
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I love you like an open wound Like a bullet through the head I love you like a traffic Jam Or a charging bull when I'm wearing Red I love you like a case of piles Like a Great White Shark's smile That's how I love you I love you like a dose of salts With a spoon of castor oil I love you like a punctured tyre On a windswept winters morn I love you like a case of mumps Like a Mike Tyson punch That's how I love you You're my broken light bulb, my mouldy bread You're a migraine pounding through my head I couldn't love you more if you were dead That's how I love you I love you like a dripping tap You're the hammer to my thumb I love you like I love Leprosy Or paying for a cab when the bus won't come You're the polluted air I breathe You're my gutter full of leaves My all time minus one That's how I love you
9.
Sadie's lover took to robbing banks they say To keep her style of living high Sadie's living in the South of France these days But her boyfriend got 20 to life He was a fool to love They found him hanging in his cell yesterday The doctor cut him down with a knife He's not immune to feeling human tragedy And he told the Warder by his side He was a fool to love He was a fool to love Heaven above knows what you're thinking of When you're a fool a doggone fool for love There's a wise old Indian Guru on a mountain top Sitting cross-legged in the rain He devoted his life to prayer and suffering It's done something to his brain He was a fool to love A young man made his way up there through many trials Self-denial and much pain When he got there he was greeted by a smile And the words that sent him down again Boy you're a fool to love Don;t ask those crazy questions Don't ask me what it all means - I don't know I 'aint got no answers I'm no authority on Love - just go Anton was a soldier in the Foreign Legion He was tough and one of the best A year ago he got a letter from his girl Worse than any bullet to the chest He was a fool to love Now he's fighting in somebody elses war Cut off his nose to spite his face He's gonna take it out on someone pretty soon Everybody gets out of Anton's way He was a fool to love He was a fool to love
10.
Reality TV 04:15
Don't ask him no more questions He'll tell you no more lies You're acting all suspicious He won't look you in the eyes He's got nothing to hide but innocence And what's the point in that? He could whisper secrets to a wishing well But here's the secret he would tell You were right about the lipstick You were right about the scent You were right about the money Being spent where it was spent When all he really wants Is to dress the way you do. You wondered why he shaved the Beard That suited him so well You wondered whose that perfume was It didn't ring a bell You wondered where the make-up went And some clothes are missing too You could ask the question of the wishing well And here's the answer it would tell You were right about the lipstick You were right about the scent You were right about the money Being spent where it was spent When all he really wants Is to dress the way you do.

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This album was written and recorded in 2005 between 5th March and 3rd April and represents something of a Purple patch for my songwriting. It's not perfect by any means but it still remains one of my favourites, covering a number of styles. I think I had just bought my first Telecaster, a Japanese 1962 re-issue and I used that for a lot of the guitar work.

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released April 4, 2005

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Kevin Blight Stafford, UK

Award winning songwriter Kevin Blight is often compared to Elvis Costello, Bruce Hornsby & Joe Jackson. Writing in a multitude of styles his roots are firmly in the Folk-Funk-Punk-Blues-Rock genres...primarily a Guitarist, he also plays Bass, Keyboards, Mandolin, Harmonica & any other instrument he can get his hands on...including Pringles Tubes. ... more

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