Weekly Songs 29​-​42

by Roger Heathers

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Weekly Songs 29-42 is a collection of songs, each of which was written in a week as part of a personal challenge designed to improve my craft as a songwriter, write down my ideas more frequently and to express and record some ideas, feelings, worries and hopes that might've slipped into the void of my poor memory otherwise.

For the past year and half or so my friend Declan Kitchener has been joining me in this challenge. At some point we decided to not only share our songs with eachother each week, but to also record the conversations and make em into a podcast. If you want to know more about the writing of these songs then please check out the pod:

soundcloud.com/weeklysongpodcast

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released January 21, 2018

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Track Name: Weekly Song #29 - Winner's Circle
They found out that there were several other planets
So they built their spaceships and they flew away
Engaged the mayor in some convivial conversation
And burnt all of their bridges on one day

One day I will be fierce and strong
Just like you said I would be as a man
But here I am, just watching as your jet streams leave the atmosphere

I found out that there were several other reasons
For my anxious disposition from the start
Keeping me within 1000 square kilometers
625 miles inside this farm

And that's about the time that all that cake came in
And all the waiters left the floor
I just can't take it anymore
Everything seems boring to me now
We've got no sound on our TV
Oh, it's a miracle of life that we can see 1000 faces
Even when there's no one esle around

I will be fierce and strong
(I will be strong)
Just like you said I would be as a man
But here I am, just watching as your jet streams leave the atmosphere
Track Name: Weekly Song #30 - Fruit Flies
There seems to be some type of poetry
To the people that you label pedigree
And everyone who wears your uniform
Seems to fit your crooked world so perfectly

But don't let them know how good it feels
When you see them start to bend and fit your mould
Oh, it's a reasonable person who can walk away from this

We hover 'round your life like fruit flies
Waiting on the cocktail of arsenic and sugar you provide
It shouldn't be so easy to abide
Just waiting on the antidote of lazy nano-lies
You could take the bones out of the skin and I would still say nothing
It shouldn't be so easy to oblidge

You see shed into a hard skin
And mark my narrow lips against your own
There was a time you could depend on me
To sacrifice myself each time you go

So God forbid I be another one
Who speaks his selfish mind so gracefully
Oh, it's a meager occupation that we serve so fruitlessly

We hover 'round your life like fruit flies
Waiting on the cocktail of arsenic and sugar you provide
It shouldn't be so easy to abide
Just waiting on the antidote of lazy nano-lies
You could take the bones out of the skin and I would still say nothing
It shouldn't be so easy to oblidge
Track Name: Weekly Song #31 - Czechoslovakia
Entropy
50, 60 maybe 70 years before it's snatched away from me
And you could see that feeling in my eyes each time I tried

Faithfully, there's a saucer flying over me
I've always hoped for some catastrophe
Mass abduction of the population
Maybe I'm bored

Czechoslovakia
Czechoslovakia
What does it take for this dying harmony to survive?
Czechoslovakia
Czechoslovakia
Making a wish on your birthday and closing your eyes

Coming down to get us as we lie
Who could really blame us
At the time it was all so simple then
I used to stop and read the news

In Czechoslovakia
Czechoslovakia
What does it take for this frail harmony to survive?
In Czechoslovakia
Czechoslovakia
Making a wish on your birthday and closing your eyes
Track Name: Weekly Song #32 - Untitled #3
You would have thought by all these laughter lines I'd be inclinced to stay
The missioner takes her to the balcony
The gomer drives away

No more mistakes
I couldn't fake it for their holiday
How did you stay so masculine and buoyant
Even when you hear the words that they say

Taking an elbow to the ribs and putting some punk in his place
A story you tell without an interruption puncturing the veil

One less confident line
Cut me to size and laugh as I cry
No immunity clause
Get up and walk and answer the call

Up and down the country
Spangled girls and half-assed washers
Cajun mayo caked on every spoon

Here inside my car
Pictured someone like you laughing
Smile from ear to ear each time you rise

Wait outside 'til they let you in
They decide the score
Until you take that pride they nailed against the wall
And elevate yourself to where those people seem so small

Wait outside 'til they let you in
They decide the score
Until you take that pride they nailed against the wall
And elevate yourself to where those people seem so small
Track Name: Weekly Song #33 - Oliver The Night Clerk
Even Oliver was right
A balding gas attendant working in the middle of the night
You thought you'd keep me out of sight
Until you needed unit number 2 to stand between your lines

Predisposed to being fucked and undervalued
To being shipped and plugged and shipped away again

These little people
In these little boxes
They're gonna me think it ain't safe to trust again
When I'd gotten so far from flitting inbetween
Pleasing every schmo and being selfishly obscene

Even Oliver was right
Sweetly salt the wound and see you when we need another guy
There's nobody else to please
I was gonna spend that money on a pair of dungarees
Track Name: Weekly Song #34 - 100 Buffalo
I wanna climb intside your mind where nothing is ever moved around
Without a sound I save the wreckage from the void
Without a noise perform a miracle

But were I in there would I find the incapacity you speak about?
"Hey, get me out!", cries the hero that I thought I was
What did I have to prove?

Hey, wait
I guess God isn't up there listening like we thought he was
K, stay
I could throttle this lovable idiot if I thought you'd you change

I wanna give you both my eyes so that you can see the mess we're in
I feel just like 100 buffalo were given every green light in the world

You wanna give me both your ears so that I can hear the breaking bow
It's all around
I wanna quote Lao Tzu or Alan Watts but what good would it do?

Hey, wait
I guess God isn't up there listening like we thought he was
K, stay
I could throttle this lovable idiot if I thought you'd you change
Track Name: Weekly Song #35 - Billy's Courage
We move away
We smell the bacon cooking
God knows I can change
Became allergic to the Kool-Aid
You can stick that God damn paper up your ass
I never signed it anyway
I'd love for you to see me act my age

Hold me to my word
I'm an affirmation fueled testosterone machine
Wide eyes in a wide world
I can wait
Oh, I can wait
But I don't know how much longer I can wait for

We walk away
We leave them talking
Leave the broom against the door
I'm making money, having sex and starting arguments
"Who does he think he is?"
"You know I never liked him anyway"
"I guess he doesn't live here anymore"

Hold me to my word
I'm a newly liberated slice of cherry pie
Wide eyes in a wide world
Oh, I can change
I can change
But I don't know how much longer I can change for

Special forces intervene, special forces
I still don't know what you mean
But of course it's a long long way
From the genes I have

Suicide and alcohol
Depression and resentment
I'm lucky to've made it out so clean
I'm lucky to've make it out as me
Track Name: Weekly Song #38 - We're Ridiculous
Waiting for the start
Colours in the dark
And every piece to fall in place
And for God to reach your case

Frozen boy will pray
Every season, every day
A passing Tannoy car says walk away

And sever all
Sever all ties and run away
You're not sick, I'm not stuck
We're ridiculous

Colder than the rest
Smart enough to test
Every scene I get to play
Every move my body makes

It's always wishes, prayers and hope
86-years-old
Ask my body how far can it go

Several
Several miles, we can run away
But we're still by ourselves
So we're ridiculous
Track Name: Weekly Song #40 - In The Land Of The Rent-less
Now, in The Land Of The Rent-less
An opportunity presents itself

Zen bridges in only Li
Like so many I've seen burning peroidically

Native to a place with the feeling half-erased
American as far as England knows

Who's gonna take me on that aeroplane
And watch me as I catch my second wind?

Takes one to know one

On and on it goes
The local broken sheriff's boy that every body knows

Now, in The Land Of The Rent-less
The broken sheriff's boy presents himself