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Stranger in your own land

by Michael Sellers

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Misty Liar Five Stars Commended rating in the UKSC, 2022 04:08
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Misty Liar … Misty Liar Prowling through the corridors of power Misty Liar … Misty Liar Moving ever upwards hour by hour Oh Misty Liar … sweet and sour Misty Liar … Misty Liar Happy lying back, but also on all fours Misty Liar … Misty Liar Long as it can open up those all-important doors Oh Misty Liar … conquistador Chorus Misty Liar … Misty Liar … Misty … Misty Misty Liar … Misty Liar Ready with a smile, but mostly with a fib Misty Liar … Misty Liar Pandering with praise both smooth and glib Oh Misty Liar … gotta cool adlib Bridge No one's ever going to win your love And surely they’ve had enough Of all the many cruel deceptions The easy, trite confessions But they’re stuck in the barbwire Of the beguiling Misty Liar Misty Liar … Misty Liar Sniffing for a chance to be the tops Misty Liar … Misty Liar And in your wake a thousand or more teardrops Oh Misty Liar … a bitter lollypop Chorus Misty Liar … Misty Liar … Misty … Misty
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Walking on the Dark Side Five Stars Commended rating in the UKSC, 2022 04:20
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Papa’s got a dark side, just like the moon Reminds me of an old guitar that’s way, way out of tune Yeah, Papa’s got a dark side, it can empty out a room It’s darker than my black thoughts, darker than a tomb Papa’s got a dark side and he can turn on you Things can get real ugly, leave your ego black and blue When Papa’s lost in his dark side, he’s down with Lucifer’s crew And God and the guardian angels go hide out in Timbuktu Papa’s got a dark side, Papa’s got a dark side Remember your blood-red backside? It was thanks to Papa’s dark side Papa’s got a dark side, Papa’s got a dark side Remember when you were last hogtied? It was thanks to Papa’s dark side … all down to Papa’s … Dark Side … walking on the dark side Little Joe lit out for Afghanistan, he said Papa didn’t make him feel safe He realized, pretty damn quick, Kabul was a Hell of a place But when the troops returned, of Little Joe there wasn’t a trace! He was on the … Dark Side … walking on the dark side True, Papa’s got a sweet side, like honey from a bee It can cover you from head to toe in a sticky consistency Yeah, Papa’s got a sweet side, makes you happy, keen and free ‘Till his dark side rears its fearsome head, wipes out all empathy! Papa’s got a dark side, Papa’s got a dark side Do you still dream of patricide? Well, it’s all thanks to Papa’s dark side … all down to Papa’s … Dark Side … walking on the dark side Epilogue Papa had a dark side, just like the moon But now we strum our own guitars, sing a different tune …
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Tonight Colombia! (feat. Edgar Ibarra) Four Stars Commended rating in the UKSC, 2022 04:02
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I’m lying on the sidewalk Snowflakes in my eyes Dreaming of Colombia Cartagena’s soul blue skies I’m sleeping on a park bench Wind whippin’ ‘cross my face Aching for Colombia Cartagena’s sinful grace (Todo bajo el sol de trópico ¡Ay, ay ay ay … me encanta!) I’m walking on down Main Street Way too cold to stop They’re doling out the hot soup They tell me, “Tough luck Buddy, that’s your lot!” I’m a cancer on society you say And I’ve got myself to blame But I’m envisioning a better place Than the one from whence I came I’m going to … Co-co-co-Colombia x3 Tonight, tonight … (Todo bajo el sol de trópico ¡Ay, ay ay ay … que milagro!) In Colombia no one dies out on the street The sun would be kissing me The cold here is killing me! (Todo bajo el sol de trópico ¡Ay, ay ay ay … precioso!) I’m going to … Co-co-co-Colombia x3 Tonight, tonight, in my dreams (Todo bajo el sol de trópico ¡Ay, ay ay ay … Cartagena!)
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I had a fight ... Four Stars Commended rating in the UKSC, 2022 03:39
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For Gary, and the guy I did see wrapped around a toilet bowl in a bar in Mexico City many, many years ago. How did things turn out for him I wonder ... Had a fight with alcohol It left me slumped against a toilet wall Nursing my pride, and a pain in my side … ohhh It’s been the bane of my whole life A crucifixion somewhat less than Christ’s Evenings insane, & mornings of righteous blame Yeah, I had a fight, yeah I had a fight Had a fight with alcohol At times I doubt there’s any good in me at all I get slaps on the back, but it’s not friends that I lack … ohhh Sometimes I wish I had control A meager chance to play a better role But I’m back on the piss, trying to force a drunk kiss Yeah, I had a fight, yeah I had a fight A drunken bum, figure of fun, is that what people see? But where’s the noble soul, with lofty goals? The guy I want to be … The guy I want to be Sometimes I stop to think again To plan a life of love instead of pain But now I’m out to get sloshed, no regard for the cost Yeah, I had a fight, yeah I had a fight Had a fight with alcohol It left me wrapped around a toilet bowl Yeah, drinking’s my curse, but it always comes first Yeah, I had a fight, yeah I had a fight Guess I lost the fight
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Come on you lads! 03:04
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Bursting out of school Straight into a job More money than I’d ever had before Crammed into a car Johnny in the boot Cruising pubs, peddle to the floor Careening round the bends Steve half-out the door Nicking traffic bollards for a lark Then down to Brighton Town Streaking on the beach Pale half-moons, a glimmer in the dark But then, the bottle was chock-full And getting pissed was cool Day’s job quiet prelude to Night’s riot Fist fights down the pub (Oi mush!) Then eating dodgy grub We scoffed at those just wanting peace and quiet Years of dressing sharp Trying to pull a girl Turned down way more often than accepted What the hell to say? Tongue made out of cloth Zombies stood more chance once resurrected Jobs they came and went Nothing seemed to stick Belly grew much quicker than my bank account Steve made a fortune running guns Flies all around the world They say Her Majesty made him a viscount! And now the bottle’s running out I’ve pitched up at the final shout In the mirror prowls an ageing dinosaur Yeah, the bottle’s running out I wonder, “What was it all about?” And I think back to us streaking on the shore Come on you Lads! Guildford, Shere & Shamley Green, Up to Kingston, all pubs between Come on you Lads! Bramley, Compton, Clandon, Send, Ripley, Putney - some weekends Come on you Lads! Coffee back at Pewley Way If you were legless, you could stay Come on you Lads! Martin, Gerry, Steve & John Loved ‘em all … don’t get me wrong! Come on you Lads! Dave & Andy, Ian & Geoff Loved ‘em also, I confess! Come on you Lads! Peter, Malcolm, Simon too All in all, a first rate crew! COME ON YOU LADS!
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A Winter's Tale Four Stars Commended rating in the UKSC, 2022 03:43
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A fearsome beast is now unleashed Hell-bent on breaking up the peace Just clock the red snow warning Morning trouble dawning Mailman on the steep slope Like a man on a tightrope Won’t push the envelope … no, no Cos he’s slipping on the deep snow Feels like a real schmo Swears in Esperanto The arctic feel of frosty breath Omen of a chilly death Brought by winds blown from the east Blasting ears like Judas Priest The Beast just pauses on the hill And for a moment all is still Then carries on the winter-kill Emits a pitiless raucous laugh Bodies frozen, left as chaff A cruel, grim, icy autograph Beast … unleashed, come to feast … on you! Intense tornadoes, hurricanes Many places up in flames Flooding, drought, and pestilence The Bible says it all makes sense I swear on my frost-bitten feet The shit has never been this deep! The mother says to the second son “The Beast has got us on the run The water pipes are ice for gin I’d trade you in for a warm bearskin!” The Beast is tiring, time for home One last chill to strip the bones Tomorrow … off to other zones The Beast will surely come back quick To the Smoke, and to the Sticks To all the poor but … not the rich The Beast will surely come back quick … Beast … unleashed, come to feast … on you! Beast … unleashed … Beast … from the east AARRGH! BEAST!
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Bruises Lie Within Five Stars Commended rating in the UKSC, 2022 04:38
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He hasn’t hit me yet But I’m ready for the blow Though if he does, I’ve nowhere to run, nowhere to go He hasn’t hit me yet I knew he was a wild one Right from the very start A boozer and a ladies' man Yet, somehow I lost my heart I thought he’d settle down And learn to drink a little less But I was just trying to fool myself I see that now, I must confess At least he hasn’t hit me yet … There are no hidden bruises on my skin But then some blows don’t have to physically connect You see … my bruises lie within The owner’s outside, he’s waiting for the rent How can I tell him it’s already been spent? And when himself comes home, staggering from the booze I complain about the money; he tells me it’s his to lose Oh oh oh oh But he hasn’t hit me yet He hasn’t hit me yet And perhaps he never will But in his drunken rage he seeks to blame It’s the fear that haunts me still So much unexpressed! I’m sick from all the lying and the hiding People wond’ring if I have been crying And at night I … cannot rest There are no hidden bruises on my skin But then some blows don’t have to physically connect No, no, no, no! No hidden bruises on my skin It’s true some blows don’t have to physically connect You see … my bruises lie within … my bruises lie within … the bruises lie within … they lie within Gotta get away, gotta get away x3 Gotta get away … there must be a way

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A video for "Walking on the Dark Side" now available on YouTube: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rc0gM7vdg1U

"Sometimes it’s better to be … a stranger in a strange land than a stranger in your own."
Michael Sellers: Tidings from the Diaspora

"Every dreamer knows that it is entirely possible to be homesick for a place you’ve never been to, perhaps more homesick than for familiar ground."
Judith Thurman

"If you, who are organised by Divine Providence for spiritual communion, refuse, and bury your talent in the earth, even though you should want natural bread, sorrow and desperation pursue you through life, and after death shame and confusion of face to eternity."
William Blake

PS If you buy the whole album, you get jpg versions of the album cover, the covers, and proto-type or alternative covers of the tracks on the album, plus a short video reel of Walking on the Dark Side, as bonus items.

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released December 30, 2020

Music and lyrics, occasional guitar: Michael Sellers
Vocals: Michael Sellers; Edgar Ibarra (Tonight Colombia!); Sergio Aguilar (Come on you lads!)
Guitars, keyboard, musical arrangement, & production: Sergio Aguilar
Drums: Rodrigo Uribe (Misty Liar, Tonight Colombia!, I had a fight ..., Come on you lads!);
Juan Herrera (Walking on the Dark Side);
Harmonica: Edgar Ibarra (Walking on the Dark Side)
Trumpet: Franklyn Brooks (Come on you lads!)
Piano: Romeo Rodriguez (Come on you lads!)
Album Cover photo:Janet Alderman
Album Cover design: Michael Sellers
Cover designs: Loretta Sellers Fortuny; Michael Sellers

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Michael Sellers is a guitar playing singer-songwriter from England, now living and recording songs in Merida, Mexico.

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