Hi All, Got a copy of the Benicassim radio broadcast today (muchas gracias, A****) and another opportunity to figure out the lyrics to this song. My first attempt a couple of months ago was clearly bollocks: this one is much closer with (I think) only one dodgy bit - The Season Has Arrived I need someone to take some joy in something I do You need a man who's either rich or losing a screw You know I love you, here's the irony You're going to walk away intact You think I never liked you anyway ) I think you never liked me anyway ) You like yourself & you like men To kiss your arse, expensive clothes Hey stop me there I think I'm waking up to us we're a disaster They don't want to know Because you move in circles up the brain(?) We're out to find your lies She was the wonder of my life She showed me the road And if I look like death today Then please let her know I only wanted to do harm to her (?) I only wanted her to see The beauty of the world surrounding her And when she opened up her eyes Its much too late, our chance has gone She's with a guy Who takes the prize of everything I ever showed her Taken all the fun because she's older I fed her with a spoon I made her mama smile I helped the kid survive (Lush strings break) She was the wonder of my life She showed me the road I loved her dark, her steady gaze The chapter is closed (The chapter is closed) I only wanted all the best for her The best thing was to stay away She grew up and she left the rest of us And now the understanding's gone I haven't changed, how could I? I'm pretty much the same person I cannot keep my anger Hidden any more but lucky for you You are not around my anger turns to pity and to love The season has arrived The season has arrived Princess Honey thinks that the song sounds like something from a 70's musical: I think she's being uncharitable. Almost everything that could be has been said about the WTC horror. The most affecting thing for me has been not the TV pictures of the planes crashing into the towers or those poor people jumping but the knowledge that some members of my own company are still "missing" - colleagues who wear the same uniforms, complete the same paperwork, do the same job as we do. And I struggle with the tale of the heroic self sacrifice of a fellow manager who apparently made sure all his people got on the lift on the 107th floor, told them not to worry as he'd get the next one and of course hasn't been seen since. Could I have done that? Should I in fact have done that? Loyalty to employees, or to family? Not all listees who unsubscribe post a valedictory message. So I'd like to mark the departure of Peter Miller. I'll miss his irreverence, his wit and his erudition. And the fact that he always kept the faith. Sadly for me the audience I picture in my mind on the (thankfully for you) rare occasions when I do post has shrunk considerably. Reporting Back will never be quite the same in future. Goodbye, thanks and I hope we hear from you again. Love and peace, David Moore Chelmsford, UK +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+