Not Much Technical Stuff

by Jon Kenzie

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Jon Kenzie's Solo début Album

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released 12 August 2011
Engineered/ Mixed - Gaz Vaughan - Hadfield
Produced by Jon Kenzie
Mastered by Stuart Avery - S A Mastering
Art Work - Mark Childs - www.markchildsart.com
Photography - Sven Eselgroth - www.sveneslgroth.com

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Jon Kenzie is an unsigned singer song writer from the band 'Beggar Joe'. He has recently started a solo project along side the band and has recorded his Debut Album 'Not Much Technical Stuff'.

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Track Name: Half pipe dream
Half Pipe Dream

What the hell am I doing
Still in this space
How the hell did I get so far
At my own pace

I've been flung out of
A half pipe dream.


Gibberish rhymes is all I hear
I run skip and fumble behind
I can’t find the cash to pay the price
But ill always find some to pay my vice

I've been flung out of
A half pipe dream
And everybody knows
Im living beyond my means


Bottomed out of life
Topped up with love
He doesn’t seem right
But his hat sure does
I swallowed my pride
To get it stuck in my throat
And twice a week on Tuesday
She blows the float

Ive been flung out of
A half pipe dream
Abd everybody knows
Im living beyond my means
Ive been flung out of
A half pipe dream
Everybody knows
Im living beyond my means
Track Name: Pasty Song
Pasty Song

I spent my last pound
On a pasty with a synthetic taste
Well im still hungry
Even though I didn’t let that pasty go to waste
I can’t pay my taxes
I can’t pay my rent
It’s all building up around me
Don’t seem no solution hell or heaven sent

Im a poor player
Im playing the fool
Aint nobody gonna feed me my pasty
With a silver spoon

My guitar strings are breaking
My computer is past its prime
And the diaphragm from my microphone
Is shaking loose all the time
The phone people blocked my phone
I can’t ring the tax man to explain
Can’t ask my friends for pennies
Can’t even sell my name

Coz im a poor player
Im playing the fool
Aint nobody gonna feed me my pasty
With a silver spoon

They phoned me on a Tuesday
They said where’s our pay
I said I’ve still got no money
Just like I told you yesterday
They said you better make a list
Of everything you own
And on wednesday we'll send round
Some big boys and a van to your home

Coz im a poor player
Im playing the fool
Aint nobody gonna feed me my pasty
With a silver spoon
Coz im a poor player
Im playing the fool
Aint nobody gonna feed me my pasty
With a silver spoon
Track Name: Pacifist
Pacifist

I don’t know
Very much about the technical stuff
But I often find
That singing is quite enough
To sooth the darkness
That lives in all men’s hearts
To simplify a world
That’s living in the state of the art

Hey you don’t push me around
I may be a pacifist but I’m not a clown
You push me and I will defy
I will defy you across the countryside

I have many little things
Many little things that I don’t need
But I’ll never give them away
For they were given to me
So I’m stuck in a pickle jar
Floating down the M62
And the smell reminds me
Of a friend I once knew

He said, hey you don’t push me around
I may be a pacifist but I’m not a clown
You push me and I will defy
I will defy you across the countryside

I’d invite you
To incite me
And to speak first
But you are quick to speak
So I’m slow to listen to you curse
We shall labour for
A greater esteem
And in some little measure
We may draw some belief

Oh
Hey you don’t push me around
I may be a pacifist but I’m not a clown
You push me and I will defy
I will defy you across the countryside

Hey you don’t push me around
I may be a pacifist but I’m not a clown
You push me and I will defy
I will defy you across the countryside
Track Name: Save us
Save us

Now it’s so much harder than You thought
To do what you wanted to do
When you’re heart was in the right place
It was back in the day
And all the words that you spoke
Were shouted words of pride and hope

Now you’ve become
What you wanted to save us from
You’ve become what you wanted to save us from
You’ve become what you wanted to save us from
But who’s gonna save us
Who’s gonna save us from you

Sucking up and showing off
Has all but worn off
You could have hunkered down
But now it’s so down it’s near to off
You could have worked around
But you know you prefer to take the pound

Now you’ve become
What you wanted to save us from
You’ve become what you wanted to save us from
You’ve become what you wanted to save us from
But who’s gonna save us
Who’s gonna save us from you
Track Name: Lovers wave
The Lover’s Wave

In the foothills
In the shadow of the great mountain
There stood a sturdy shack
With one room and one window looking in
At two lover’s sat
On one small bed or so it is said
Two lover’s sat
On one small bed or so it is said

In the light of the hickory flickery fire
Revealed was an embrace of devoted desire
When the crackle and the fizzle of the fire had dimmed
She lay there bare breasted before him
She said my darling I have all I require
Two lover’s sat
On one small bed or so it is said

But he stood back
From his woman and cried
We have nothing
We have nothing on our back
Oh I thought by now
I could have given you more than that
Well I’ll show you what I can do
I’ll climb the highest peak and build a home for you
Out of the shadow of the mountain
High above the clouds
Where the whole world can be your view
If you look for me
I’ll wave back to you
One window looking out
From one small bed or so it is said

She still waits
For the wave from her man
She still waits
For what he never gave
One window looking out
From one small bed or so it is said
One window looking out
From one small bed or so it is said
One window looking out
From one small bed or so it is said
Track Name: Tease Them
Tease Them

Let it out
Let it out and into town
Spit it sideways
Let it float let it bounce

And they love the way you
They love the way you tease them

Knock the wall down
Build it back again
Little Freddie always walks to one side
But never in the middle
Open up the floodgates
Let the people back in
Turn on the neon lights
To distract them from the riddle

And they love the way you
They love the way you tease them
And they love the way you
They love the way you tease them
And they love the way you
They love the way you tease them


I’ll tell you I don’t know
But I’ve been told
We’ve seen it run like this befor
But never seen it run so cold
Do as I say
But not as I do
Cause we are going down fast
And we’re gonna bring you too

And they love the way you
They love the way you tease them
And they love the way you
They love the way you tease them
And they love the way you
They love the way you tease them
Track Name: Touch
Touch

Something to touch
Something to open up
To involve, to hold
Something I’d like for my own
Before the world has lost
It’s longing to touch
When the young are old and then have gone
The old touch is lost

Waiting to be found
To be found anew
But never to be found
Never to be found by touch

You may say I’m too short in the tooth
But I’ve found something I’m gonna hold on to
For my part I’ll hold
For my part I’ll hold onto
It’s too early to be confused
But my laces are tied and I’m tripping
When the young are old and then have gone
The old touch is lost

Waiting to be found
To be found anew
But never to be found
To be found by touch

Waiting to be found
To be found anew
But never to be found
To be found by touch
Track Name: Quick Tongue
Quick Tongue

Taming their needs
For the want of one they do what you do
And if you follow it blind
You’re forever standing in a long queue
He gages with his eyes
He's talking with a quick tongue
He heard these cats were straight
Then he saw they were slowly swung
And anyone he meets
He tells them what they want to hear
He’s trapped in a brain cell
With a man ringing his ear

You’ll be laughing on
The other side
Of your face
I’ve been laughing on
The other side
Of my face

Every good coward
Gets caught by, by the good guys
But they’ll be surprised
By the fact you’re still alive
You’re comeuppance never came
And now it comes with the numb teeth
It’ll put you in the red box
Of which you will never leave
You were foiled in your plans
Now you’re cooking up another one
The timer is set
Your demise will surely come


You’ll be laughing on
The other side
Of your face
I’ve been laughing on
The other side
Of my face
Track Name: Temper Tensions
Temper Tensions

I feel cold winters freeze
Still sticking to me
Still the tension is thick
In the air I breath
Cheeky little lady
With red raw noise

If temperature rises
The tensions will fall
If temperature rises
The tensions will fall

I hear the cold slap crashes
And the bit tongue hums
Crispy bitter words
Banging into warm drums
Lets raise it to the ground
So heat can grow

If temperature rises
The tensions will fall
If temperature rises
The tensions will fall

Just let your temper fall
If the temperature rises our tensions will fall
Just let your temper fall
Let it warm up stop head butting walls
Track Name: Tunnel Eyes
Tunnel eyes

Don’t stop them now they’re in a rush
They’re squeezing through the crowd
And no one makes a fuss
They should take their leave
Cause their gonna need some time
To breathe it out
All that they’ve breathed in
Then they set the dial
To again begin

Bus loads of cars sitting at the bar
They bubble and boil on the boulevard
Snapping at the wheels
Never going so far
To taste the muffled dim
Wearing warm coats of the sticky smoke
Where the town scars cling

They see through tunnel eyes
While the colour walks by their side
Oh they see through tunnel eyes
While the colour it walks by their side
Oh the colour walks by their side

Stepping through the hum on stickless gum
The shine of their shoes is more than their mood
Reflections in the glass
Show's all the mannequins walking past
And day to day on their weary bones
All the town scars lay

They see through tunnel eyes
While the colour walks by their side
Oh they see through tunnel eyes
While the colour it walks by their side
Oh the colour walks by their side

Oh they see through tunnel eyes
While the colour it runs by their side
Oh they see through tunnel eyes
While the colour it runs by the side
Oh the colour it run's down the side