Beneath Box Hill

by The Prognosis

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released January 12, 2012

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Track Name: Inside My Head
Inside my head, there’s a strange other world
Another whole story, waiting to be told
You only see, what you see
But inside my head, there’s a whole other me

Inside my head it’s all going on
Another whole place, for right or for wrong
You only see, what you see
But inside my head, there’s a whole other me

Inside my head, there are so many ways
Another whole voice, to hear what it says
You only see, what you see
But inside my head, there’s a whole other me
Track Name: The Legend of Parker Baul
Now listen to my tragic story;
And the history I will tell,
Of men who would seek dubious glory,
With rod and staff and tiny bell,

With flowery pole and well-learned dancing,
Olden times they would revive,
Broken knuckles they were chancing,
To bring their pagan roots alive

Morris, he was proud and sturdy,
Dancer of the strongest kind,
To pipe and drum and hurdy-gurdy,
A perfect rhythm he would find;

To every place that men would gather,
Morris he would call his gang
To jingle-jangle to the music,
Flutes would play and drums would bang

Now from the olden town of Dorking
Came our hero Parker Baul,
His sole intent while still a’walking,
Was to see old Morris fall,

So Parker hatched a cunning scheme,
To lay waste to the Pagan horde,
He dumped a pouch of darkest hemlock,
In the ale that was then poured

Into the jugs of dancing men,
And long and hard they then did sup,
But when the dancing recommencing,
N’ere a Morris could get up!

When Barker Paul he faced the judges,
They called for him to hang,
He answered without pause or stutter,
“Now there is no drum to bang,

No tinkling bell, no cracking stick,
No waist coat decked in flowery thread,
Would any man who sees my vengeance,
In truth prefer they were not dead?”

The judges looked at one another,
Nodding slowly in the know,
“We cannot disagree” they cried.
“Case dismissed – you’re free to go”

So should you ever get a hankering,
For the bells and old yew stick,
Remember Barker Paul’s a’waiting,
So take care which real ale you pick.
Track Name: Here is the News
A travelling minstrel I, now listen while I sing,
The bearer of the news, all tidings I will bring.
I had the latest news all packaged in a song
Long before the papers or TV came along.

Sung with conviction - Here is the news.
The fact and the fiction - Here is the news.
My own depiction - Don't be confused.
Feed your addiction - Here is the news

In competing with the media, and all day rolling news
I’ll need to draft a lyric, that’s a template to re-use
I find most stories are, essentially the same
So I’ll leave a few words blank, and insert a different name

Sung with conviction - Here is the news.
The fact and the fiction - Here is the news.
My own depiction - Don't be confused.
Feed your addiction - Here is the news

The governor announced today - that fiscal pressures meant
The bank of England, base rate,…. Goes up or down by X percent!
A body was discovered, late last night on waste ground
The police now have a suspect, …. and the murder weapon’s found.
Friends were shocked to hear …. about the sportsman,star, or MP
The injunction stops me naming him, or his iniquity.
In sport, fans of a top football club, - Insert name later here!
Were shocked by news that injury, …. would end their star's career.
And finally, a record been set, to onlookers sheer delight.
And on that note, that’s all the news, and so from me, it’s good night.

I’ll move from town to town, in marketplace and square.
News bulletins by song, the latest I will share.
Though friends say, “It won’t work”, and tutors say “You can’t!”
They can’t see that this is art, you see, I’ve got a grant.

Sung with conviction - Here is the news.
The fact and the fiction - Here is the news.
My own depiction - Don't be confused.
Feed your addiction - Here is the news. ( REPEAT)