HAZEL GREEN EYES
Capo at the second fret.
      G         C           G
I was born with hazel green eyes
   C            G
So alive and so wild
      C        G
My mother she smiled
       D                Em
As she passed me too my father
     C            Em
With tears in his eyes
   C          Em
He held me so tight
         C          Em
And said aloud that night
              D              G         C  G
You know I'll always try and be there

I've fell down grazed all my knees
I've set fire to some trees
I've lost teeth and I've dreamed
That I'm flying around my hometown
I wake I'm 18, I'm touching 33,
I ask myself,
What am I really going to do now.
Em               D           G
Don't wake me up I'm still dreaming
Em               D       G      C
Don't wake me up I'm not really here
    D
I'm wasting time
     D7                 G
With all my empty beers 

We take time edge all our bets
We're hoping that we're the best
We try our hearts just to please
While deceiving all the ones,
We care all about,
We said we'd not ever shout
And we would never fall out
I see the times are always changing

You keep on holding my hand
I say its all been planned,
I don't need any help
From you now I'm getting older
All of the seeds
That were sown as a child,
They've all elapsed,Can't remember
or forgotten where there at.

Don't wake me up I'm still dreaming
Don't wake me up I'm not really here
I'm wasting time and space and places
years, with all my empty cans of beer.

You were born with hazel green eyes
So alive and so wild,
Your mother she smiled
As she passed you to me
I said holding my heart
I'll be here from the start
Until the dying day
I'll always try and be there to light your way. 

Don't wake me up I'm still dreaming
Don't wake me up I'm not really here
I'm wasting time
With all my empty beersĀ  

Don't wake me up I'm still dreaming
Don't wake me up I'm not really here
I'm wasting time
With all my empty beers 

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LAST LOST GENERATION
Capo at the second fret!!
G                           C
Shake off all the knackered years
                                Em
Let's make this decision final
                        D
Let's burn all the cd's and
                            G
Let's all go back to vinyl,
(Its that simple..... all the way through!)
Saturday in my home town
I would spend all day at jacks
Sifting through the metal and rockabilly
To find all the decent tracks,
I'd get it home,
I could smell the moths on itĀ 
Clean it up, put a velvet cloth on it,
Place him on, a spinning table
And with a steady hand now if I'm able
The crackling begins
I'm taken back 20 years or more,
As dad plays songs I just can't bare,
The smell of bacon frying fills the air
You say its gone its time to move on,
Well I don't believe its true
Wychwood well its there if you want
But its down too us all to pull it through
The last lost generation,
Who remember the good old years
Of thumbing lifts right down the a1
Cos there was still bands
We were desperate to hear,
What's now kids with ipods
Mobile phones at 10 years old
People adding me on facebook
Who in the street
Wouldn't stop or say hello,
This aint the world for me,
Follow me let's scream and shout
Start a group up there on facebook
To shut the whole thing fucking down
Let's meet up let's socialise,
Look each other int the eye,
Let's go down town let's find something more
than we are doing here right now,
In back streets in crummy bars
Stands a man with an old guitar,
He tuned up and raised his glass
And said this is my last,
I will see you, I will see you,
I will see you all again someday.
Until then this ones for you.
Here's one for inde rock and roll
Its in you heart, Its in your soul
You've got it pinned up on your board
Its every single word and chord,
Its not a fancy fiddle riff
And its not a fret wanking shift,
Its not a guide to live your life,
Its just four chords, and there right.
C                             Em
We're all tied up we're right here,
    G                            C
And every day is another passing year
                                  Em
We're all tied up and we're right here
                              C
And everydays another passing year
D                                       C
We're all tied up...... and we're right here....
    D                            C
And every day is another passing year,
   D
So raise your glasses
               C
And raise them high
          D
We're the last lost generation
                                  G
And we're here to put all of this right!!!

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DANCE DOWN THE LOCAL

Well whats happened to songs we'd sing year after year
and who's writing them now, we've got guts full of beer
and we're here and we're waiting, with our mates down the pub
we've got our cheap santa hats, got our hands in the air
with nothing to sing to because nobody cares
we've had Mariah four times, but the DJ's just sacked her
and now he's playing tunes off the xfactor oh no....

Well just paint me a picture of what I might like,
sleigh rides in snow on a brightly lit night
while the ones who believe, are tucked up so tight
closest to truth is too hard too believe
in the world advertising the things we dont need
caught in a bubble, of how we should feel

just dance down the local
to songs that they used to write
noddy with travelling spacemen
and fairytales late at night

This world it aint perfect and im nowhere near
and i'll hang up my differences this time of year
and raise up a glass, to peace and good cheer
we'll circle and dance and confirm the belief
that your under the mistletoe waiting for me
your not caught in a bubble, of how we should feel
so dance down the local
to songs that they used to write
noddy with travelling spacemen
and fairytales late at night

so merry christmas and a happy new year
so merry christmas and a happy new year
so merry christmas and a happy new year
so merry christmas and a happy new year

1.....2.....3.....4!!!!!

lets all acknowlede the sentiment here
its not every week its just one day a year
when we all can get on, we all can be friends
we cant change the world with the simplest of songs
or wave magic wands just to right all the wrongs
but we all can raise our glass, and all sing along
while we dance down the local
to songs that they used to write
noddy with travelling spacemen
and fairytales late at night
just dance down the local
to songs that they used to write
noddy with travelling spacemen
and fairytales late at night
so merry christmas and a happy new year
so merry christmas and a happy new year
so merry christmas.....
so merry christmas and a happy new year
so merry christmas and a happy new year
so merry christmas and a happy new year
so merry christmas and a happy new year

much love
GJA XXX




MORE TO COME VERY SOON!!!!!!!!

GJA