Paul Liddell & Delphians - LIVE

by Paul Liddell

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'Paul Liddell & Delphians - LIVE' was recorded at a gig in a tiny room upstairs at The Grey Horse pub in Whitburn Village, Sunderland. There were only 80 people at the gig, and each and every one of them gets a mention in the sleeve. I hope you're enjoying the intimate vibe of the album. Thanks! www.paulliddell.com

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released November 5, 2012

Paul Liddell - Guitars/Vocals
Geoff Watson - Cajon
Roo Butler - Bass
Ian Ritchie - Guitar
Marg Liddell - Harmony Vocals

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Paul and the 'Delphians' . Mixed at Curls House Studio.

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Paul Liddell Sunderland, UK

Paul's modern take on the 'one man band' using live loops, guitar percussion, harmonies and effects has seen him support artists such as Turin Brakes, Jon Gomm and Billy Bragg. A diverse and challenging writer with a unique voice, his live performances range from whispering intensity to a white knuckle, edge of your seat, ear splittingly glorious racket. ... more

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Track Name: Ghost Car (The Caffeine Kicks)
I drive a ghost car/Idrive through the night
I drive a ghost car/I drive it through the cold, wind and rain
Always alone/as the night is long
I drive for home/keeping on
I drive for home

I drive a ghost car/I drive through the night
I drive a ghost car/and no-one else can drive my car
Not like me/not like this
'cos they don't miss/what I miss
I drive for this kiss

**So I while away the hours trying to make it stick
I try to stay awake 'til the caffeine kicks

I stop at a ghost town/there's no-one around
I stop at a ghost town/where everyone is fast asleep
Shadows populate the streets/the traffic lights
Flash red to green/repeat, repeat but no-one sees

**

I drive a ghost car/I drive through the night
A ghost car/always trying to get back home
The road is long/I cannot get gone
White lines blur to one/until I see the sun
White lines blur to one/until I see the sun
Hey!

**
Track Name: Goodbye Mr. Green
Hello Mr. Blue/how are you?
You don't look the same as you did before/I don't know you any more
Hello Mr. Green/How've you been?
You haven't changed much since we met at school/I know your face but I don't know you

Then green said:

Well I may look the same but the boy has gone
I joined the army at 21
I've got ringing in my ears and I can't get rid
Can't tell you about the things that I did

So I said:

Well I may look different but I haven't changed
My hair fell out but I'm still the same
Soft on the outside and on the inside
I look you in the eye when I'm speaking my mind

It was good to see you. Goodbye

**So give my love to your mother/and say hello to your brother
Goodbye

Well, the last time I saw Mr. Green/he didn't see me
He didn't know who the hell I was/just a man in the corner playing some songs
And then
Green shouts at the singer for his favourite song/I told him I didn't play that one
His eyes started popping like he's out of his mind
As I spoke mine and looked in his eyes
Green's face was frozen in a mask of derision
As I noticed a flicker of recognition
He put down his drink and he stood straight up
He didn't look back as the door slammed shut

Well it was good to see you/ Bye-bye

***
Track Name: The Fool
Coming up strong in the wasteland
Go off the map/let it all fall through the cracks/never look back

If you fear no consequence/and only please yourself
Do as you please/breath by breath/counting on fingers what you've got left
You fear no consequence/and only tell yourself
"If you should have said no but you said yes, then it was probably for the best"
No

You're a fool

Coming up strong in the wasteland
When you look back/all the things that fell through the cracks/coming right back

And if you cannot dare/to live without a care
Every bad turn is stored in your heart/a single word can tear you apart
And they're always there/you'll wish you didn't care
You still think about things that you did at school/it was 15 years ago you FOOL

You're a fool

Well a fool's a fool/and I am not immune
I often find myself wondering what I should do
I suppose that I'm a fool too.

You're a fool/and I'm a fool too

Coming up strong in the wasteland
Track Name: Second Son
She's a beautiful lady/but she's got no gums
She's crippled by passion/and tar on the lungs
A true love for the bottle/from the bottom up
She's your new best friend/when she's out of luck

Scratch my back so I cut you loose/lost your luck to find your noose
It didn't feel like giving up/but I will not tie you up

I will not break the formula/will not break your neck
Because it's over.
Always give your love away/make the same mistake
When you're sober
Receeding to a second son/I don't need your love to tell me how long
'Cos I know you're long gone
To tell me how long

When you drowned in your drinking/we didn't hang you out to dry
You live where all things wither/with curtains closed and too much time
The way that you walk/you'd think that you ran the world
But all you have is nickel/and rings and reams of plastic pearls

Scratch my back so I cut you loose/lost your luck to find your noose
It didn't feel like giving up/but I will not tie you up

I will not break the formula/will not break your neck
Because it's over.
Always give your love away/make the same mistake
When you're sober
Receeding to a second son/I don't need your love to tell me how long

Busy being yourself/didn't notice you were someone else
Vendetta/forever
Track Name: Argentina
It won't be easy/you'll think it strange
If I try to explain what I feel
That I still need your love after all that I've done
You won't believe me/all you will see/is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines/at sixes and sevens with you

I had to let it happen/I had to change
Couldn't spend all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window staring out at the sun
So I chose freedom/running around trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to

Don't cry for me Argentina/the truth is I never left you
All through my wild days/my mad existence
I kept my promise/don't keep your distance

And as for fortune/and as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world they were all I desired
They are illusions/not the solutions they promised to be
The answer was here all the time
I love you and hope you love me

Don't cry for me Argentina/the truth is I never left you
All through my wild days/my mad existence
I kept my promise/don't keep your distance

Have I said too much/there is nothing more I can think of that I can say to you
But all you have to do is look at me to know
That every word is true

Don't cry for me Argentina/the truth is I never left you
All through my wild days/my mad existence
I kept my promise/don't keep your distance

Lloyd Webber/Tim Rice
Track Name: Electricity
I suppose you think it feels like electricity
But it's really just a playground for the phantoms of your history
'cos you're stuck in your brain with the shame and the shackles of misery
There's lots of time for complaining/and savouring each little victory

'cos with you there's no seeing beyond the obvious
There's no feeling beyond the loneliness
I could pull out your feathers/and break back your wings
Tie you in knots and then pull off the strings
But you wouldn't feel a thing, would you?
You wouldn't feel a thing.

I suppose you think it feels like/your world is in motion
But I'm seriously starting to question your intelligence quotient
'cos you're stuck in a time when your presence inspired devotion
But it's all in your mind/you're just another drop in the ocean

'cos with you there's no seeing beyond the obvious
There's no feeling beyond the loneliness
You say you need some more dubloons/to be someone
We're just here for a second/and then we are gone
You've never felt a thing, have you?
You've never felt a thing

I'd come up to see you/and meet you halfway
But it's hard to predict what you're feeling today
Misery or victory - it's all electricity
and St. Elmo's fire is coming to burn you away.

'cos with you there's no seeing beyond the obvious
There's no feeling beyond the loneliness
I could pull out your feathers/and break back your wings
Tie you in knots and then pull off the strings
But you wouldn't feel a thing, would you?
You wouldn't feel a thing.
Track Name: The Ghost Of Tom Joad
A man walking down a railway track
He's going some place and there's no turning back
The highway patrol chopper coming up over the ridge
A man sleeps by a campfire under the bridge
The shelter line stretching around the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sleeping in their cars out in the South West
No job, no hope, no peace, no rest

**The highway is alive tonight
Nobody's fooling nobody as to where it goes
I'm sitting down here in the campfire light
With the ghost of old Tom Joad

He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag
The preacher lighs up a butt and takes a drag
He's waiting for the time when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box beneath the underpass
A one way ticket to the promised land
With a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand
Looking for a pillow of solid rock
Bathing in the city's aquaduct

**

Whenever you see a cop beating a guy
Whenever a hungry newborn baby cries
Wheber there's a fight against the burning hatred in the air
Look for me Ma, I'll be there
Whenever there's somebody struggling for a place to stand
For a decent job or a helping hand
Whenever there's somebody struggling to be free
Look in their eyes Ma, you'll see me

**

Bruce Spingsteen
Track Name: Runaway
I never said I wanted to be free
I only said I wanted to be me
Oh runaway/since you've gone away I don't believe you

I never said I wanted you to give yourself away
I only said I wanted you to live
Oh, runaway/since you've gone away I don't believe you

I never said I wanted to be free
I only said I wanted to be me
But when everyone is bought and sold
Will I be the one left all alone?

Oh, runaway since you've gone away I don't believe you
Track Name: We Keep Our Truth
On a time/words were said /words were meant
Times change/it seems that words are promises
No betrayal/only change/only age
No promise broken/only change/love remains
Though times may change we stay the same/We remain

A promise made is a promise kept. We keep our truth.

Sometimes words said/makie it hard and turn to hurt
But words still mean/promises until the end
But through our hurt we/never turn/we keep our truth
Though times may change we/stay the same/love remains
Through everything we keep our trust/until our bones all turn to dust

A promise made is a promise kept/We keep our truth
Track Name: Kill - O - Gram
Exploiters network is the national grid/unscrupulous doesn't quite cover it
You think that you're safe/but your name's on the list
I'll be in severing heaven when opening up your wrist/and you may
Think it strange but I don't find it funny
Relieving old people of their pension money
And I may be wrong/this may not be your fate
But I based my decision on an estimate

***I wanna knock on your door with a knife in my hand
I wanna be your kill - o - gram
No luck of the draw/it's personal justice
The law of the land is never gonna touch this
Knock on your door with a knife in my hand
I wanna be your kill - o - gram
Can't hide from my law/when your name's on the list
You'd better get ready for personal justice

I don't believe in abstinence everlasting
I put my faith in a prophylactic
People need to be free from disease/so with the holy see I disagree
But I prefer the see to celebrity
Transgressions broadcast on TV
Intellectual infidelity/is broadcast on the BBC

***

Is the fear in the media making us sick?
Is the pope a Catholic?
Do we deserve our fate 'cos we lost our wits?
Is the pope a Catholic?
A brazen beauty/clothes obscene
Bought her the life of a waking dream
The televised death of a beauty queen
With her face on the cover of a magazine
Is the fear in the media making us sick?
Is the pope a Catholic
And we deserve our fate 'cos we lost our wits
So give me the knife and I'll cut you quick

***
Track Name: Game Show Host
I think we're just the game show hosts
Our hopes and dreams become like ghosts
So free the fear you fear the most
'cos we are just the game show hosts

We are out of control

I try to live with letting go
I beware despair and cling to hope
But the more I live the more I know
That in my life I'm just the game show host

We are out of control

Free the fear you fear the most
And let your dreams become as ghosts
Mother nature rearranges coasts
We are just the game show hosts

We are out of control
Track Name: Dialling Tone
I walked away/from all I know
My battery's dead/I'm miles from home
And in 15 minutes I have to call you to say hello
Or the paranoia will come to eat me

**And it seems/the phoneline is a lifeline
An invisible connection to a world I understand
Late lastnight I/said I love you
And now it's hard to tell the difference
Between my heartbeats and the dialling tone

I'm caving in/I'm all alone
I need to find a telephone
To call my mother and ask her if I'm doing alright
Or the brown-eyed monster/just keeps on coming

***

I don't know how it got like this/but I cannot desist
I cannot let up/grow up/wake up


***

The telephone.
Track Name: Hunger Strike
I don't mind stealing bread/from the mouths of decadence
But I can't feed on the powerless/when my cup is already overfilled
And it's on the table/the fire's cooking
And they're farming babies/the slaves are all working
Blood is on the table/the mouths are choking

But I'm going hungry

Chris Cornell
Track Name: Travelling Song
Where am I going/where am I from
Why am I singing a travelling song?
'cos change brings no fear/While I'm moving along
My friend will not take me/where I don't belong
'cos I wanna know/what you're thinking of
I wanna know/just how you explain
I don't know if I'm right/but I know I'm not wrong
'cos fate is my friend/and this is it's song

***This is my road. I won't let it go.

I will follow you wherever you may roam
Through daylight and starlight/I'll never let you go***

Co-incidence is fake/when you're a magic dreamer
Predicting the future as soon as you wake
'cos fate is my friend/and I'm a believer
That fiction is future and fact is a fake
And I wanna know what you're thinking of
I wanna know just how you explain
I don't know if I'm right/I don't care if I'm wrong
Fate is my friend/This is it's song

*** ****
Track Name: Hurricanes
The pictures aren't sepia/they're bloodstained and faded
The silent siren is blaring/but the echoes are wasted
Remnants sick and shackled/and roses and bones
Floating things that mattered and memories of homes

Love 'til the end

Moments of panic do not compare
To a brief recognition or a glimpse of her hair
Missing since Katrina her daughter have you seen her?
Love and pain are still hurricanes

Inside us. In silence.

And liquor tastes like wine to those of the mind
For looking and remembering - there's no forgiving and no forgetting
And there's no need to chase the passing pyres of human hate
No olive branch could take the weight
The tide of human decimation

Love 'til the end

Missing since Katrina - her daughter have you seen her
Love and pain are still hurricanes

Inside us. In silence.
Love 'til the end.