I was clearing my attic on a wet Sunday morning It was dark outside and in I opened an old weather battered leather satchel Beneath a light so dim I...
Trouble Ahead Blues (compilation). Drink. I drank some whisky spat it straight out I’m a teetotalling man full of self doubt Some things get me angry...
There’s no point in wishing on a star When you realise how far It is from the ground to the sky There’s no point in asking questions If every answer...