Informal session, pt. 1
Informal session, pt. 1

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Released: 13 October 2012

Credits:
All songs written, composed, arranged and produced by Mister Peculiar.
Recorded and mixed by Mister Peculiar (London — UK)

Musicians:
Mister Peculiar: Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica


© 2011 Mister Peculiar. All rights reserved
Sailing in vain
(music and lyrics by Mister Peculiar)
I was sailing just a little in vain
Was sailing not too far from my brain
A little in vain
Just a little in vain

He was looking for the girl went away
Was searching who was not feelin' the same
Was looking for chains
Just a little in vain

My girl, she said “I gotta go away”
An' I have cried like a children insane
A little in vain
Just a little in vain

Hey, hey just a little in vain
Hey, hey just a little in vain

I was sailing just a little in vain
Was sailing not too far from my brain
A little in vain
Just a little in vain

Sometimes I catch myself on the line
And ask me if it's all going fine
Am I sailing in vain
Just a little in vain

I was sailing just a little in vain
Was sailing not too far from my brain
A little in vain
Just a little in vain
A little in vain
Just a little in vain
A little in vain
Just a little in vain.

The man
(music and lyrics by Mister Peculiar)
I have no one to share my confidence with
Just the paper to make me glad
Empty bottles are all my company
Fill the holes when I'm sad

Met a girl, she was the mirror of me
She's got nothing to make me bad
But the story took another way
Just leaving me with my empty bed

That's why I need someone
Someone to hold me now
It's why I need someone
To lift me from the ground
That's why I need someone
To comfort me now
It's why I need someone
But it seems it cant be found

I took the days as rains that's falling on me
Just complaining about some stuff
But the things don't change if you just let them be
Bringing you old, alone and rough

And it seems I won't change anything
I better get used to this fall
Yeah well I have to say there will be the day
When I'll get up and stop to crawl

That's why I need someone
Someone to hold me now
It's why I need someone
To lift me from the ground
That's why I need someone
To comfort me now
It's why I need someone
But it seems it cant be found

I have no one to share my confidence with
Just this paper to make me glad
But this margin's got too narrow to prove it
And I think anyway you won't understand.

Vexatious fly
(music and lyrics by Mister Peculiar)
I can't tidy up my lyrics
I can't smell my stinking feet
I can't even show my inconvenient pride
Without hearing this buzzing fly
Ah yeah, oh yeah
Can somebody show me what's the sign
Of this vexatious fly

Have just risked my life
Even if abiding by the law
She has no innocent smile
I fancy her put against the wall
Oh, she makes me feel so bad
Wanna put my face between her legs
Can you show me baby, what's your brand
Or maybe show me what's your dealing in a bed

I can't breath the air
I can't crawl on the floor
I can't put my life on a white line
Without hearing this buzzing fly
Ah yeah, oh yeah
Can somebody show me what's the sign
Of this vexatious fly

Today I feel so tired
Everything I do, I feel so tired
My baby throws up all the day
She throws up her crazy brain
I'm shattered in this boring time
I even haven't slept last night,
It ain't a good reason to be crucified
I was only raping my darling bride,
Yeah my fucking bride

I can't tidy up my lyrics
I can't smell my stinking feet
I can't even show my inconvenient pride
Without hearing this buzzing fly
Ah yeah, oh yeah
Can somebody show me what's the sign
Of this vexatious fly

Now I can feed my dirty conscience
And I can primp my Christmas tree
I have killed this idle fly
Farewell, so long, good bye.

Just different points of view
(music and lyrics by Mister Peculiar)
It's strange but it's true
Someone says the sky's not blue
It's only a difference between what I see and what you find

I won't say you're right or wrong
I do only write this song
To highlight to the people what's the line

But don't take this for granted
I might blur the brave for frightened
In this confusion I better don't state what I've inside

So little girl sitting in the cobbled steps
With your eyes you seed the mess
Blame your friends with sins you seems to spin in the night

I won't play your game, ain't that a shame?
You know my fame, I don't wanna dig my grave
I'll stay on the shelf to let you handle all your lies

It's strange but it's true
Someone says the sky's not blue
It's only a difference between what I see and what you find

I won't play your game, ain't that a shame?
You know my fame, I don't wanna dig my grave
I'll stay on the shelf to let you handle all your lies.