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Sincerely, S. Love x

by Simon Love

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1.
My life got better since I started drinking Dr Pepper, and just by chance that was the day before the night I met you, then something clicked and I said “Oh…oh”, God bless the dick who let you go. All last night I had a dream, (I’m like Martin Luther King), where I broadcast to the world, and everybody all tuned in, to hear me play a song and sing, about how much I love my girl. Now I’m no holy man or priest, but I fell down to my knees. (CHORUS) God bless your mother dear for giving birth back when, God bless the mobile phone for that first call and then, the biggest praise goes out to someone I don’t know…God bless the dick who let you go. And lo the athiests and Dorkins, all mocked the song I chose to sing, well them and Darwin might have logic, thought and reason, but Jesus Christ got thunder and lightning. (INSTRUMENTAL) This isn’t how the song I dreamt was, I forgot when I woke up because, you kissed my face and I said “Oh…” (CHORUS) God bless your fathers sperm that one, God bless the riot that scared your mum, God bless the plane that flew you home, God bless the dick who let you go, God bless Sean Price for what he did, God bless my door and DJ skillz, God bless the night you said “Hello”, God bless the dick who let you go
2.
My name is Simon Love and I will never own a house, I believe my parents when they told me I got out, kicking, and screaming, and yellow, on the last day of December, 1977. Punching above my weight, since 1998, and yes I've regretted a few, so if you're listening to this, and wondering if...the regret was probably you. Never been cool (And you never will be), didn't care for school (Rhyming dictionary), I've been living the dream on limited means, since I got my first real six string at the age of 17. (INSTRUMENTAL) And if this song should survive til 2099, please look up my great grand-children, and tell them I said "Hi". Hey hey baby, go-go baby, bop-shoo-op, doo-wah-diddy. From saxophone lessons to get out of P.E., to the top of the charts and into your hearts, he's #Jacketcore incarnate, with that #Ultrasexy stuff, I give to you, ladies and gentlemen...SIMON FUCKING LOVE
3.
First time that I heard your voice, I never knew that there could be a better noise, I got touched and I saw the light, and you’ve been right beside me ever since that night. Good times and the bad times too, it never makes a difference to the things you do, from the beach, to the basement door, and everything begins with a “1-2-3-4”. When I get to feel like this, I wanna give you a great big kiss, now I know that I’m never alone, oh I love you, Joey Ramone. Hey! Ho! Let’s go! Now you’re gone, but you’re always here, the needle hits the record and the blues disappear, Topshop t-shirts, Primark too, I’m sorry about Bono but, Helen still loves you (Yes I do) (CHORUS) (INSTRUMENTAL) For Dee-Dee, and Tommy, CJ, Richie, Marky, Phil and Johnny, now I know that I’m never alone, oh I love you, oh I love you, oh I love you, Joey Ramone
4.
"Dear John Noakes, it is a pity you are leeving Blue Peter, as Mummy and me do not like change, love Stephen Timothy West" Stephen Timothy West, I really wish you the best, but things have to change, they can't always stay the same. Thank you so much for your, letter Stephen, it's really nice to know you care, but what you don't quite grasp is, everything changes, from the seasons to your feelings and the colour of your hair (CHORUS) Imagine if you were to, stay eight forever, what kind of life would you have then? You'd never get a job, get tall, get drunk, get angry, or have your first kiss from your first girlfriend...or boyfriend, I'm not judging Steve (CHORUS) Everyone dies (CHORUS)
5.
I say it in my sleep, I say it every time the bus goes passed your street, I say on the hour, I tried to say it every Thursday for a year with flowers. You've heard it all before, so I know it's nothing new. I fucking love you, I fucking love you, I fucking love you, I fucking love you. I wrote it on the floor, I wrote in wet cement in letters ten feet tall, I wrote it on a plane, on the window in the condensation that was made by rain (I know, I know, I know). The language might be coarse, but sometimes nothing else will do. (CHORUS) I-F-U-C-K-I-N-G-L-O-V-E-U, I-F-U-C-K-I-N-G-L-O-V-E-U! (INSTRUMENTAL) (CHORUS) And if we die together, from that madman 'cross the sea, although it wouldn't matter, 'cos you know just how I feel, I'd scream with my dying breath (CHORUS)
6.
Tennis Fan 02:37
Never saw you with the bat, trying to win against the wall, never saw you sipping barley water, didn’t know, you wanted new balls. I never knew you were a tennis fan, despite all we’ve been through, how was I to know that love meant nothing to you. You took advantage of my heart, from start to, tennis term goes here, I’m left alone in the gathering dark, just waiting for, Cliff and the Shadows to appear (INSTRUMENTAL) (CHORUS)
7.
Golden Boy 02:28
Here comes the golden boy, see him skipping down the street, everyone loves the boy, from his trilby to his feet, the sun shining out his arse, and lighting up everyone he meets, come on then golden boy, it’s time to give the girl a treat. Honey, honey, I can’t take no more, of your fawning (ooh-ahh, ooh-ahh), he’s as deep as a frying pan, oh no, he means it maaaaaan. Gather round golden boy, he’s going to sing another tune, all about space and drugs, about the dark side of the moon, sung in a strangled voice, he thinks denotes that he’s got soul, come on then golden boy, I think the girl has lost control. He’s an artist, so you tell me, oh don’t make me laugh (ha ha ha), he’s a chancer, as see-through as a, well cleaned pane of glass. (Middle one) Why are you wearing a hat indoors, hat indoors, hat indoors? Why are you wearing a hat indoors? Is it because you are bald? So long then golden boy, let’s hope your good looks never flee, leaving you down and out, and literally down upon your knees, choking on old men’s cocks, before they quickly cum and go, come on then golden boy, it’s time to purse your lips and oh. (INSTRUMENTAL)
8.
Sitting on a bus, wondering what the fuck, could’ve possessed you, to get just what you had, written across your back, someone must’ve messed you, up. Out there for the world to see, "Thank You For Loving Me". Ooooh, why’d you get that tattoo, girl? Ooooh, why’d you get that tattoo, girl? Does it save you time? No more tears to cry? No more long goodbyes? For you, why’d you get that tattoo? I know you’re grown up and your life’s your own to lead, baby I’m not judging you, but I don’t get it so just please explain to me, why’d you go and get that tattoo? (INSTRUMENTAL) The only thing I regret, is having no regrets, tattooed on my neck (CHORUS)
9.
Limbo's not the, kind of place you, think it'd be. No party good times, no fun and sunshine, and the drink's aren't free. Hanging round I'm, the sparest prick, I chew my nails down to my wrists, and now I know for sure that I, know where nowhere is. All this dicking around, is bringing me down. All this dicking around, is bringing me down. All this dicking around, is bringing me down. Feeling like a, smashed up cassette that's, caught in the wind. Wrapped 'round a bush it's, still there but useless, and never to be played again. In every life some, hard rain must fall but now, I'm drowning in all of this, these golden showers are just, taking the piss. (CHORUS) (INSTRUMENTAL) Oh tell me, Buddy, how love gets closer every day, cos to me, Buddy, it just gets further away...you're full of shit Buddy Holly. (CHORUS)
10.
So this is my own goodbye note, just like the one you never wrote, I only found out after months of lies and bluff, but as the age old saying goes, you always hurt the one you love, I guess this means you must’ve loved me very much. And if you happen upon me, in the street or an ambulance or worse, you can use your lines so well dressed and rehearsed, but not if I, not if I see you first, not if I see you first, not if I see you first, I’ll see you in Hell reading chapter and verse. (INSTRUMENTAL) I hope it eats at you at night, and you will never see the light, of the morning without feeling just as shit, as I did every single day, when you dissolved and blew away, you’ve made your bed now you can go and get fucked in it. (CHORUS) So this is my own goodbye note, just like the one you never wrote, a horseshoe in a velvet glove, another motherfucker, Sincerley, S Love x

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