Dating Satans Sister

by Kevin Blight

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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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Track Name: Birmingham Skies
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
Track Name: Dating Satans Sister
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.
Track Name: Roll Of The Dice
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.
Track Name: Inevitable
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
Track Name: Vindictive
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
Track Name: The Cameraman
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.
Track Name: Love Song For The One You Hate
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
Track Name: Fools To Love
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
Track Name: Reality TV
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.