dec2001songs3

NOTHING TO HIDE (MUSCUTT)
They dug them up they dragged us down they found them sooner we perished later
But at least we�re together after so long apart no stories hidden now they�ve gathered evidence
I�ve nothing to hide and nowhere to run to they�ve got me cornered and I can�t fight
Wish it didn�t have to end this way but so�
We left the traces though they had no faces and they were decaying the signs were fading
And now we�re waiting for lethal injection to take us away to a better place
I�ve nothing to hide and nowhere to run to they�ve got me cornered and I can�t fight
Wish it didn�t have to end this way but so�

Another serial killer song � I�ll be getting a reputation next! This is about two known criminals being hunted down and executed. Personally, I�m in favour of the death penalty in this country � at least for crimes involving murder.

THE FOLLOWED (MUSCUTT)
We walk back late at night through the pathway lined with remnants of the crime
But when you have that feeling that someone is behind you don�t turn around you might not like what you find
There�s a shape behind and a figure in mind as you start running down the alleyway
You�re the followed and there�s no way to become the hunter from the hunted this time

In Coventry, there�s this path you can take near the university computing block that takes you near the leisure centre � the only problem is that it�s quite secluded from the road and there�s only enough room for one person walking along it at a time. It�s quite seedy actually�you regularly see items of clothing strewn in the bushes there (I�ve spotted a torn up jumper and more disturbingly, someone�s pants there in the last few months) and there�s loads of graffiti and shit. It�s not the kind of place you want to be walking down last thing at night, put it that way. This song is about that place.

LOVE ON THE TRAIN (MUSCUTT)
Standing on a platform waiting for the 7.43
See a lovely young girl descending the stairs she�s taking no notice of me
Well the train arrives seventeen minutes over time
I�m thinking about the lady three seats away and how the hell I�ll make her mine
Well it�s love on the train every day turns out the same
And I can�t get her out of my brain she�s got her head stuck in a book
And I�m trying to get a look so I can have a go at guessing her name
Now she�s looking from behind her novel right into my eyes
I�m looking back and smiling but her gaze is going lower and I realise I�ve left open my flies
And now she�s laughing but trying to keep a straight face at the same time
She�s rolling her eyes in the direction of the sky and I know I�ll never make her mine
Well it�s love on the train every day turns out the same
And I can�t get her out of my brain she�s got her head stuck in a book
And I�m trying to get a look so I can have a go at guessing her name
I�m getting desperate because my stop is coming soon
So to attract her attention and show I want affection I start whistling my favourite tune
I get up to exit the train because I have arrived and then I tripped and I stumbled
And took a little tumble and that�s when I felt her hand me her number
Well it�s love on the train every day turns out the same
And I can�t get her out of my brain she�s got her head stuck in a book
And I�m trying to get a look so I can have a go at guessing her name

This was a go at writing a not too serious pop song about trying to attract ladies� attention on a train journey. I used to catch a train every day to work in the summer, although I can�t say there was anyone on it I wanted to go out with. Just a bit of fun really, I don�t know how successful it was in getting across, but hey � it�s a light-hearted one! Enjoy it, there�s not too many of these fun ones.

CHANGING WAYS (MAKING ME PART TWO) (MUSCUTT)
Now I�ve seen what I think I should already know
I�ve heard the talk and I�m going to walk and now it�s nearly time to go
Somewhere different somewhere new somewhere far away from someone like you
Now it all seems so simple as I look up inside a train and I see the clouds in the sky roll by like a bad dream�
You think you�re important to me I think you�re trying to change what I see
And who I am and who you want me to be all I can be is adapting to the things that I do and leaving you
I looked back through photographs from long ago and back then it was so good but soon enough well I had to go
Somewhere different somewhere new somewhere far away from someone like you
Now in the aftermath we find it hard as I lie inside my bed
And I think these thoughts that are running through my head like a bad dream�
You think you�re important to me I think you�re trying to change what I see
And who I am and who you want me to be all I can be is adapting to the things that I do and leaving you

The reason why this is the second part of �Making Me� (written by Simon) is that it deals with the subject of someone trying to change you from being who you are into someone else, so that they feel more comfortable round you. I always remember one of my friends from ages ago, and once I was over his house � I think it his cousin was coming round or something, and he told me to act really cool. For some reason his cousin was like, popular or something, and I guess my mate thought I should act more�I don�t know��hip� if you like, so that he in turn looked like he had more social power. Should people stand up for stuff like that? I don�t know � I just accepted it back then, but�hmm. I guess it sucks in a way, people who can�t accept you for who you really are.

BREAK THE LINE (LAUGHTON)
Never felt the response before the day of today never felt the feeling of this before I wanted away
I thought the day wouldn�t come, but always the chance
Needing to break the line and push through that circle
I can see it trapped stretching the boundary like the fly trying to break through the bulb
To expand your horizons and push your fears to break the line is to free your tension and stress
To expand your horizons and push your fears to break the line is to free your tension and stress
Snapping away at the heels of freedom inside your mind at the same time holding onto the safety net
Wanting to see the light at the end of the tunnel wanting, just wishing

[Simon]: This song is about people who feel trapped in life, but at the same time feel they are so close to breaking through into a new life. When I wrote this I had a picture in my head of a small person trapped in an empty circle tapping furiously against the edge of the circle looking for a crack. Like a fly as it repeatedly flies into a window trying to escape a room.