You can see it,
The groupies, the girls, the finest guacamole
All there for the taking
All made by 4 friends who are really phony's

12 tracks fine tuned to almost perfection
Grown men sobbing, at what they are hearing
Only their God could write a better selection

That speeding intro, the slow down, the pick me up with an ending so delicious you could eat it for breakfast,
The London Symphony Orchestra lending their hand, slow down tiger, those searing strings are gonna get you

For this has always been the dream inside this head of mine
Holding back, maybe tomorrow, another day will be the right time

But a dream is a dream and sometimes they'll never come true
I can't even play an instrument, sat here dreaming on the loo
For all this to me is a page that needs writing,
Not by me, but by someone new

The Greatest Album (Never Recorded)

JJB

Remember when I could count a lot higher up than you,
When all you had was 30 and I was at 102?

Remember when I stayed up until 10:30pm, with this being a school night,
And now I stumble home from the pub and it's just getting light

Remember when on the toilet reading what was in a bottle of shampoo
Now we read our Facebook while taking that quick poo

Remember when looking for anything that resembled some sort of ****
Now it's in your hands and on your phone, not hidden in dad's shed at the bottom of the lawn

Remember when we drunk that bottle of 20/20, sneakily on the park bench,
Chewing gum and you really hummed, thinking no one could smell your ***** stench

Remember when you told your mum you only cycled to the local shops,
When in reality you just carried on because you didn't want to stop

Remember when eating a bar of chocolate, nothing else would ever really matter,
Now you read the content and what's inside as you don't want to get any fatter

Remember when no one gave two hoots about these sweet little lies,
Now Big Brother watches over us like some silent untrustworthy spy,

Remember when...

JJB

The power within,
Embroiling my sins,
Holding back what can't be released,

A scream with no sound,
Digging for what can't be found,
All I need is a realm of my inner peace

To take over my world,
A power that can tame when unfurled,
On you that I need to unleash

JJB

Sat looking at the clock
Everyone around you always in such a rush
What thoughts to have of nothing but this job
When I have dreams of such getaways away from this poxy jaunt

Surely I'm not the only one with dreams of pastures new
These guys have been here for so long they must be overdue
Grey and rescinding, worries of money and the mortgage
I just want to be on a beach, cocktails with closed eyelids

Now I am starting to think these things don't just fall onto your lap
40 years man and boy, first you've got to wade through the crap
So there's the thinking, the breakthrough, that one inquisitive thought
An idea that no one must ever think, the one that can never be bought

As I lay here in my tree swing bed just watching the blue sea
Those fools back home still thinking hard, of what might be might be
Because it clicked one day, that idea I always had when I was a teen
Hidden thoughts are ready to pounce, just waiting for a dream

JJB

Wake up
Check
Any updates
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Give it 2 minutes
Log back on
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My god, she added last night
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14 new comments
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***. I cannot believe she posted that picture
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Best look on Insta
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No Way!
22 new pics
Who is he?
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Her ex? Again, no way!
I'll give it an hour
5 minutes pass.
I might have missed something
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Nothing
OK
Not OK
No pics of me yet
Why no pics of me?
Did I look that bad?
Better check
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Nothing
This could have been a mistake last night
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Fear Of Missing Out

JJB

For he drew whatever was the scene
Of Northern towns and sometimes swings,
Of wherever he had been
The detail not always riveting like a Van Gogh or a Constable
But always on set, and you could always bet, simplicity is a sacred tool
If the stroke portrayed kindness,
And each drawing a wellness
To how we lived in other times to now

L. S. Lowry

JJB

I don't know how to keep disguising the fact,
That when someone asks me how I am,
I don't like to say,
But,
OKAY,
I'm not OK

JJB