(instrumental)

Honing skills won’t get you a prize
In this time where worth is stills in disguise
They’ve been fooled now far and wide
"There’s no accounting for taste", so embrace their waste and stay by the wayside
They’ll criticise if your walking’s off their guide

From their schools they form the thrall
Of a time where worth is numbers on a wall
If one in twelve defines the whole
They will find no one’s hidden joke, all browns still in the bowl
I can bawl for you won’t read this at all

Dimming the gorge I had pooling around
Lest anyone has me fooling around
Dimming the gorge I had pooling around
Lest anyone has me fooling around

So you’re peddling grime
Spending time criticising my rhyme
And when you find lines you delight or go past your mind
Your amplifying rage cuts you blind

And there you jealous write
Slighting snipes thin as a dime
The man who lacks in the time of his life, and with no will to strive
Will try pull other men to his line

And you tried to do it right
Her Majesty first and then some sliding Trucks arrived
While I was with your peers in the night, but I moved in time
Then a pink drink you have sinked me in my plight

But it didn’t quite work fine
And now you’re hiding in the Background of your mind
Where jealousy had you lose your last fight with what you liked
And now you’ll write your sleights of hand till you’ll die, but nevermind!

Lovely eyes this tune is for you
But it won’t make you grateful
I gave my all to comply with your rules
But thank God I'm nobody's fool

You seemed to ignore you were feeding our bane
And you did it time and time again
And in return you were covered in shame
For pride has low price in vain

Shrewd your swain with his tall tales made us through
And you’re still taken in, oh what a fool

Lovely eyes this tune is for you
But it won’t make you grateful
I gave my all but it was for no use
So at last I will cut you loose.

My old love now we're done
I'm in the same place starving for home
I resolved that we ought to part ways
Or I’d be on the fence till doomsday

My old love I'ma regret
I acted up and you, you won’t forgive me
I know the time’s run out for you to still pray
That “we won’t have tomorrow what I gave you yesterday”

My old love I don’t trust what you say
You took things too far, now I ought to stray…away
Cause us ain’t the one of those days of yore
Now that what you’ve done has come to the fore

My old love I don't know where you are
Hope you're feeling good now and still reach for the stars
Wonder if you think of me if you hear my name
If you still smile that way, and still feel that flame

My old love it is very hard
Withal our precious two of us is indelibly scarred
I still can’t swear myself if this is right or wrong
And these doubts have been preying on me for far too long

My old love please listen to me
I got a few words for you that I'm trying to sing
It might be the end and we'll take separate ways
But I'll be praying to God for yours to cross mine some day.

Old Max is a barman
He used to watch clips that don’t exist
But it's been six months that in his cool place
No one went to get pissed
And just when he was turning off the TV
Someone who was doing a round
Said “don't worry man the loser is back in town”

A very useless policeman
Always checking happy guys’ breath
Since last October has been waiting for me
Standing on a wooded street edge
And when he was leaving that dark place
His radio said very loud:
“Be ready man, the loser is back in town!”

Now I'm so glad but I'm ready for the bad time to come
Cause it was said that I’d be better off dead
It’s driving me mad understanding if this place is still calling

Anthony and his comics
Always bothers all his colleagues
He complains for this and complains for that
And complains for whatever he sees
And in the middle of a grumbling
The girl burst in and said what she found
She found that the loser is back in town

Unsatisfied dolly dagger
Lately is overwhelmed by a hitch
Since the day she found he who once ignored my sound
She has been trying out ways him to ditch
And right when she was drowning
In a pool of tears she made a bound
Cause the lifeguard said “the loser is back in town”

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Neat love thought it was digging the grave
While the time wasn’t taking a rest
Hence she was dazed about the words they say
And the story slipped into a big sad mess
Then when the plane was landing
The pilot who was upside-down
Said “beware baby, the loser is back in town!”
Beware people, the loser is back in town!

Again at night and I’m worn
The heat hinders me drinking wine
Astray from my bourn
Ought to come to terms with my mind
For in future I will always be left behind

I’ve stood up for my thought
All my life cause I’ve always deemed
A man’s worth is the dough
He accepts in exchange for his dream
Though the reward is nothing but wounded pride

There’s things I’ll never learn
But it’s my life and I let it go
Of how it comes to pass.

Come across an old saying
Said “No matter what the problem is
A smart man always finds his way
To get to where he needs”
Food for thought, but for tonight I’ll kill my wine.

There’s things I’ll never learn
But it’s my life and I let it go
Of how it comes to pass.

There’s things I’ll never learn
But it’s my life and I let it go
Of how it comes to pass.

I’m still talking to the moon bright
Idly back to where we first sighted
Lost in thought for that lone night
A past long gone

Whilst here talking to the moon bright
Out of hand she starts to shed light
On all the roads avoided in my life
The risks I didn’t run

Lest I didn’t score any win
I’d always favoured not to try

I’m still talking to the moon bright
My regrets are for the times I didn’t fight
For it’s not the goals you didn’t get right
it’s when you feared to go

Lest I didn’t score any win
I’d always favoured not to try

Pictures of people, pictures of me
Pictures of memories, feelings for free
Pictures of fun now pictured in vain
Pictures of friends I’ll never see again

Pictures of boots and pictures of shoes
Pictures that had me pay all your dues
Pictures of fun, lust, cheat and decay
Pictures of moments thousands years away

I’m still talking to the moon bright
All these ghosts and no more time to give ‘em life
They’re standing ‘round my bed tonight
And will, for evermore

Lest I didn’t score any win
I’d always favoured not to try
Lest I didn’t score any win
I’d always favoured not to try
There she stands in the pool night…

It feels so long since I was gone, now
Gone to leave our past behind
Yet it’s not through, no, ‘n though years been all untrue
We still are here for fear to lose our grind

’Til my eyes will gleam for honesty
Their bold lies will sting me frostily

Misled and nowhere you had planned
‘sed to feel it home, now time has made it cost
Aground in what for long made you stray
Need no seer, you’re bound to get lost

’Til my eyes will gleam for what makes man true
Their disguise will fill my heart with rue

Please slay my internal mess
It’s a sword in my brain
It stains my loneliness
When I, in vain, strive to reach my aim
And spur my lowliness
Her words still the same
A shame but nonetheless
It’s time to lose this game

Old friend, the world’s at your command
We could have better ended had money not been swaying your praise
That movies’ anti-art made you love the yard
I guess it’s time for us to part ways

Looking back over the past
I see a life of failures though I’d been doing my best
But despite the dismay I never called it a day
It’s from your fail that you learn walk your way

A new road I ought to take though still I don't know
If I should keep each stake or go through this row

But I won't draw back, it wouldn’t last
I’m wont to crash and burn and be an outcast
I wish you didn’t say the words that stay
But I don’t mind, I’d be drifting away anyway.

Changes
I did my best though my days are now through
It’s the worst fear that I’ve had, now come true
While I can’t bear that time is past due
Feels all my efforts were bound to fail through

Misled
At times you'll miss what you've longed to get to
Although no failure should matter to you
It’s the lesson learnt while you’ve gone through
You only fail when restrained from pursuit.

Waste of wording, they don’t read
They want herding, no one’s keen to heed
Waste of bear her every whim
I live on rails, she had to go with him
Waste of trust in what she said
Us was scarred, I had to look ahead
Waste of dreams, I ain’t up to what’s
Only showed me that I have no guts

Waste of fights for integrity
For you gain nothing, their lies will always win
Waste your life for fear to lose
But now it’s late for what you didn't choose
Waste of plans and waste of grudge
Then it was them to give you a little nudge
Waste of strains then made you clear
That the real fail is when you flee for fear

All this waste and what it for
If not to learn and try again, once more.