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One Happy Clone

by Slip-on John

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1.
Sophie From this life you’ve gotta set me free I’m coming to you from the other side Come and change my life Sophie I wanna be around your company I’ll pin my name badge on with pride Captain of your side I’ve read about your interest And your promises of five pounds ten an hour And your complimentary breakfast after six months oh (I feel so excited I just can’t explain) Honey take me on Sophie From this life you’ve gotta set me free I’m coming to you from the other side Come and change my life Sophie I want the shop soiled honey for free I wanna scan it from the left to the right Pick me over-time Sophie I’ll even work all day on checkout three I’ll pack the bags with the frozen inside Be your perfect guy Sophie I know you’ll make a super saver of me I’ve got my pension and I’ll do my time Be your man for life Sitting in the staffroom with pat-time Zanzibar He doesn’t want it like me He doesn’t care like me You walked in the room And you gave him a bakers coat But what about me? What will I be? Sophie You’ve me worried girl I’m all at sea You’ve got that bad news look in your eye Please don’t make me cry Sophie I wanna be around your company I’ll pin my name badge on with pride See how hard I try, I’ll try Captain of your side So you gestured for me to follow And you handed me a white coat paused and smiled Then the plastic shoes and hairnet How my heart leapt (I feel so excited I just can’t explain) I could have kissed the sky Sophie Found a place behind the deli for me And now I see you from the other side Me and ham for life Sophie I’m better than the guy on checkout three And Zanzibar in his bakers coat I’m your man for life Sophie I saw you flash your silver Clubcard at me I’m gonna get one before I die Make the till girls sigh, I’ll try Captain of your side
2.
They’ve got peacocks in the garden They’ve got canapés in the foyer Filled with chilli beans and soya It’s a sheepdogs paranoia A world completely paranormal Like a psychedelic football match With Hendrix between the sticks Ginger Baker at the back It’s a pseudo hippy love shack Full of students and their rich dads They’ve been fiddling the application forms To get grants for their little shit-bags That 2:2 in media Well it just aint gonna feed ya I mean where’s it gonna lead ya In your high society? It’s a false reality But we watch it on TV There you are clocking every move And pointless word of those who crave I.D. Box me in I’d rather be a singer than a poet Box me in I’d rather be a singer than a poet I’d rather be a singer than a poet They’ve got patches in the carpet From intensive yogalatis Like the fruit and water diet I bet you wish you’d never started But it will get them in the end Like the cheques they never send Cos it drives you to a bender Cos you feel like an offender But you think you look like Jordan With the mind of a parking warden It’s the blend that is important In this harsh reality But you see them on TV And you see them in the paper You’ve got to move the elevator Up or down it’s gonna break ya But your prospects could expand When you grease some brother hand So you fiddle up the application forms But the folks they just don’t give a damn Box me in I’d rather be a singer than a poet Box me in I’d rather be a singer than a poet I’d rather be a singer than a poet I’d rather be a singer than a…poet
3.
I just got out of school And I don’t know what to do So I’m going travelling To Australia Cos they speak the same language And the people there are cool I’m going travelling To Australia It’s also a cultural thing I must expand my horizons Make the most out of life Before you take on the strife And mum and dad they have offered to pay They must love me so much I will repay them some day I just got out of school And I don’t know what to do So I’m going travelling To Australia The food is just the same Gonna lose my ball and chain I’m going travelling To Australia And when I’m gone I’ll be free of the pressure to find a job and be part of society and if I’ve travelling the world it looks good on my CV I’ll walk into whatever I want Easy, so goodbye And now I’m back from travelling My whole world is unravelling I cant get a job Got no experience And no-one cares where I’ve been They don’t give a damn It seems like they know that all I’ve seen Is the inside of four walls One year out of school And I don’t know what to do So I’m going travelling To America Cos we speak the same language And the people there are cool I’m going travelling To America To America Goodbye
4.
Don’t wanna go to London I’d rather die Too many students on a gap year Bored and smoking fags all day in London town Don’t wanna go to London I’d rather leave it If I wear my watch someone’ll thieve it Split, then sell it back to me In London Town Don’t wanna go to London it makes me ill Too many Burger King and Starbucks Men with goaties, drinking latte all day In London Browse through the market or go to a show To Soho, Embankment or up Pimlico You know I don’t wanna go Don’t wanna go London I’d rather die Too many kids working for daddy On the high street, gone for lunch In London Town Don’t wanna go to London I’d rather pass Too many gangsters in their big cars Sure, there aint no law up here In London Town Browse through the market or go to a show To Soho, Embankment or up Pimlico You know I don’t wanna go Don’t wanna go to London I’d rather die Than lose mind inside a theme bar Water in my beer, right here In London Town Don’t wanna go to London it feels wrong Doesn’t reflect me or where I come from Only fifteen miles away From London Town
5.
Plucked from the hillside young and free For the last ten days you’ve been following me The folks like a black sheep in the ‘hood So book me a stretch down on Hollywood Cheesy, Easy You say Book me a stretch down on Hollywood It’s cold in the home field wooden shack You’ll be shot in the head for the coat on your back I’m one hot woolly, man I’m famous food So book me a stretch down on Hollywood Cheesy Easy You say Book me a stretch down on Hollywood You know my face But you don’t know what you know me for You heard me voice So many times on holiday Magazines sanctify me Now I’m on celebrity (mercenary) Mercenary duty Insane, freeze frame, garbage news A big-shot ruminary singing the blues I pimp my face like a baggy suit So book me a stretch down on Hollywood Cheesy Easy You say Book me a stretch down on Hollywood You say Book me a stretch down on Hollywood You say Book me a stretch on Hollywood You say Book me a stretch down on Hollywood. Yeah!
6.
The Planes 04:51
Hear the Planes Overhead Soon the sky is gonna be Crimson red Golden streets And an orange flame Out in the open suddenly We’re all the same You and I Come from a different part of town Different lives A different start but the same in the end Fear the eyes And we feel the pain As we run for shelter Suddenly we’re all the same You and I Come from a different part of town Different lives A different start but the same in the end Now without choice I’m by your side I suddenly feel the heart of mankind Man…
7.
In my lifetime I have seen her Floating like a ballerina Memories of the life of Tina Oh, oh oh oh oh Would not live with life eroded Took the glory then exploded All the systems over-loaded Oh, oh oh oh oh Wahey ey oh We’re all following Tina Folks you hear are all so certain She’d become a different person She would not have been the first one Oh, oh oh oh oh Blame it on the circumstances And a taste for foreign fancies Endless string of lost romances Oh, oh oh oh oh Wahey ey oh We’re all following Tina In my lifetime I have seen her She was just a lucky dreamer Any one of us could have been her Oh, oh oh oh oh Famous drinking Orangina Now it’s milk and warm Ribena Memories of the life of Tina Oh, oh oh oh oh In my lifetime i have seen her Floating like a ballerina Memories of the life of Tina Oh oh oh oh oh
8.
I meet you in the evening at the usual place Long before the boys get in Every little sign showing on your face Is telling me you’re gonna give in Oh but you’re giving me nothing Ooh, hoo, giving me nothing You’re giving me nothing Ooh, hoo, giving me nothing, yeah heah! You sat with crossed legs like you wanted to talk So I talked about the rent You haven’t paid a penny for a year or more Or give me back my money you spent Oh no you’re giving me nothing Ooh, hoo, giving me nothing You’re giving me nothing Ooh, hoo, giving me nothing, yeah heah! You’re giving me nothing, at all You’re giving me nothing, at all You’re giving me nothing, at all You’re giving me nothing, at all I’m just about to move and your mobile rings You say you’ve got to take the call You tell me it’s a friend and they need you right now Honey I need you more Oh but you’re giving me nothing Ooh, hoo, giving me nothing You’re giving me nothing Ooh, hoo, giving me nothing Every day.
9.
I’m just busy writing letters Letters, letters, letters I’m just busy writing letters Letters, letters, letters I get real brave behind my email I’m in the zone when I’m on the moan I’m just busy writing letters Letters, letters, letters I’m just busy writing letters Letters, letters, letters I’m the bad warlord of the keyboard My evil fingers are my mighty sword I’m just busy writing letters Letters, letters, letters I’m just busy writing letters Letters, letters, letters I’m just busy writing letters Letters, letters, letters I’m just busy writing letters Letters, letters, letters I’ll shoot you dead in a chat room With a false I.D. and a smoking gun I’m just busy writing letters Letters, letters, letters I’m just busy writing letters Letters, letters, letters
10.
Labour 05:28
Give me sunshine and the waters edge Give me things that I can’t buy Like this feeling inside Fill my hopes and live my dreams In all the places in between I feel I’m wasting so much time Working to survive yeah, yeah Oh babe you’ve got to get here with me I’ve got all this life to live and I need you to make it real We’re gonna take it so high we’re gonna touch the sky Gonna make you believe that you don’t have to be somebody’s labour Give me sunshine At the rainbows edge When my maker says it’s time I wont feel denied So many people I have met Will be so easy to forget So take that spell off me Cos I don’t believe in your way Oh babe you’ve got to get here with me I’ve got all this life to live and I need you to make it real We’re gonna take it so high we’re gonna touch the sky Gonna make you believe that you don’t have to be somebody’s labour it’s not about copping out and it’s not about giving in you might have to try a little harder to find the desire within you might have to be a little bolder you’ll be glad you did when you’re older don’t be somebody’s soldier don’t sacrifice your soul yeah it might be a little risky you might have to be a little braver not to be somebody’s saviour not to be somebody’s labour labour

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First publication and release of previously recorded tracks by S-OJ.

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released March 21, 2015

All songs written, performed and recorded by G.D.Hadley

Cover artwork by R Catherine Sullivan

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Slip-on John Barnstaple, UK

Multi-instrumentalist, singer-songwriter.
Active as a recording artist since 1997.

Style is alternative rock, avante-garde pop, singer-songwriter.

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