The Rights – Kenneth Campbell © 2007
He was my brother
Born to my mother
How do you think I feel?
He was my brother
Left with no other
Thanks to your spiel

How many apologies
How much bureaucracies
Have you left inside?
Did you rewrite the rules?
With god given tools
Where’d you buy the rights?

What about my sister
Didn’t ya think I’d miss her
When you put her in exile
Course it was all her fault
Along came the stork
And left her with child

How many apologies
How much bureaucracies
Have you left inside?
Did you rewrite the rules?
With god given tools
Where’d you buy the rights?

So that’s my family
Split by thee
Do you think I’m strange?
Father and the Holy Ghost
People I love most
Who’s deranged?

How many apologies
How much bureaucracies
Have you left inside?
Did you rewrite the rules?
With god given tools
Where’d you buy the rights?

How many apologies
How much bureaucracy
Have you left inside?
Did you rewrite the rules?
With god given tools
Where’d you buy the rights?

The Rights
The Rights
The Rights
The Rights

The Rights
The Rights
The Rights
The Rights

Mama – Kenneth Campbell © 2007

Mama’s having a party again
And heres the people she calls friends
And these are friends that I don’t know
And theres one getting sick on my bedroom floor

They pat my head and they say I’m cute
But then again so are dogs and monkeys too
And as they all slowly get stoned
I crawl back to my room on my own, crying..

Mama
Can you hear me mama
Can you hold me mama
And make everything alright

Things were nicer when daddy was here
Lots of fun no drugs or beer
But Andy died and it split them in two
Sometimes I wish I was with you
I was the older by a year
I tried and tired but he couldn’t hear
It was a Smartie, it was his last
And as he lay there I turned and I asked

Mama
Can you hear me mama
Can you hold me mama
And make everything alright

And how the tables turned a while ago
Hey I was out late, didn’t want to go home
And there she was curled up in a ball
Staring lifelessly in the hall
I heard the party got out of hand
Something to do bout a drunk old man
I didn’t ask cos I could see the harm
So I just picked her up in my arms, crying…

Mama,
Can you hear me mama
Can you hold me mama
And make everything alright

Mama
Can you hear me mama
Can you hold me mama
And make everything alright
Can you hold me mama,
Make everything alright

 

I Just Can’t Stop Thinking About You – Kenneth Campbell © 2007
Didn’t think I’d like you, didn’t think I would
Didn’t think I’d see you, didn’t think I should
Didn’t think you’d want to, didn’t think at all
Didn’t think you’d like me to call

But you did and I’m glad you did cos I like you
But you did and I’m glad you did cos I miss you
But you did and I’m glad you did cos I want you
But you did and I’m glad you did cos I just can’t stop thinking about you

I just can’t stop thinking about you
I just can’t stop thinking about you
I just can’t stop thinking about you

Never thought that it could feel so good,
Never thought of anyone the way I think of you
Never thought I could care as much as I do
The way I care for you

But I do, and I’m glad I do cos I like you
But I do, and I’m glad I do cos I miss you
But I do, and I’m glad I do cos I want you
But I do, and I’m glad I do cos I just can’t stop thinking about you

I just can’t stop thinking about you
I just can’t stop thinking about you
I just can’t stop thinking about you

I think about you night and day
And I know that that’s a well used cliché
But hey girlfriend its true
And I’m crazy crazy crazy crazy about you
I’d swim every ocean blue
And climb every mountain too

Cos I just can’t stop thinking about you
I just can’t stop thinking about you
I just can’t stop thinking about you
I just can’t stop thinking about you

I just can’t stop thinking about you
I just can’t stop thinking about you
I just can’t stop thinking about you
I just can’t stop thinking about you

 

Strange Hands – Kenneth Campbell © 2007
My hands are falling by my side,
Seems they wanna die,
My oh my
My hands are falling by my side
Fed up with life,
Why oh why

And like a bird flying in the sky
Splat between the eyes
Of a strange man
With two strange hands
Two strange hands
Two strange hands
Two strange hands

Always did what they were told
Never misbehaved never bold
Just growing old
Always did what was asked
Never turned around and said you’re a pain in the ass
You should’ve asked

And like a bird flying in the sky
Splat between the eyes
Of a strange man
With two strange hands
Two strange hands
Two strange hands
Two strange hands

Say Your Mine – Kenneth Campbell © 2007
I had a dream about you last night
I dreamt that it was me you liked
We started dancing round like we didn’t care
About a god dam thing except ourselves
You were my childhood dream
And why I think about you is beyond me
But theres something ticking away inside
Saying don’t let it go, don’t let it die

Cos I ain’t going till you say you’re mine
I ain’t going till you say you’re mine
Hey I can wait till the end of time
But I ain’t going till you’re mine

I had a dream about you last night
We had a drink and we talked for a while
Went down to the beach for the night
Where we made love under the pale moonlight
When I awoke, hey you were gone
But the smell of your perfume lingered on
And I swore to myself that night
That I ain’t going till you say your mine, so..

I ain’t going till you say you’re mine
I ain’t going till you say you’re mine
Hey I can wait till the end of time
But I ain’t going till you’re mine

Cos I ain’t going till you say you’re mine
I ain’t going till you say you’re mine
Hey I can wait till the end of time

I ain’t going till you say your mine