Pills

(c)2007 Simon Mas (p) 2011 Simon Mas

Appears On…

Return Of The Ulysses

Personnel

Liam Gaughan: recording engineer
Massimiliano Stano: mixing and mastering engineer
Matthew Roberts: drums
Peter Morris: bass, producer
Simon Mas: vocals, guitars, keyboards, producer

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Lyrics

they look so good     they must feel well     i’m not so sure i can say the same:     a bit too fat     not enough hair     they look so good     i am a mess. the gods are here     they just look swell     they’re never old     they don’t even sweat     i’m not as cool,     i was born old     what can i do to be like them? i try to smoke     to lose some weight     buy some new clothes     to look like them     i try to think     to find some way     my mind just aches,     my mind is dead. not hip enough     i just feel shame     it doesn’t work     the pain’s still here.     i cannot live and feel this way     i cannot live!     oh, what a waste! hey, doctor, listen here     i don’t seem to be able to face my own life     come on now, i need some pills     to help me keep my breath and stop my sighs     they are looking at me     from magazine covers and TV screens     doc, i really need some pills     to overcome confusion and be free! now i feel new     i smile again     feeling complete at day break     i have my pills     i couldn’t care less     i have my pills     my pills are sex! i am a god!     i am the best!     now i feel goo, don’t feel regret     here i stand tall,     here i attest:     my pills are life     my pills are great!

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Tend To Me

(c) 2011 Simon Mas (p) 2011 Simon Mas

Appears On…

Return Of The Ulysses

Personnel

Liam Gaughan: recording engineer
Massimiliano Stano: mixing and mastering engineer
Matthew Roberts: drums
Peter Morris: bass, producer
Simon Mas: vocals, guitars, keyboards, producer

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Lyrics

i feel i’m losing strength     my body couldn’t stand without a helping hand     i’m stuck half conscious where i lay. i’m losing faith these days     reality seems strained and lost into a dream     that seems so very far away. stop your worrying voice from striking me with poison darts     can we talk about it later?     now i need you to come rushing back. i’m losing touch with myself     my body feels like slipping into a distance     whence there’s no coming back. stop your whispering voice from lecturing me about my idleness     can’t you see i’m not myself?     i really need you to come rushing back, and tend to me     no matter what the hell you think i’ve done     tend to me     i might look safe but i’m not whole nor in control     tend to me     i’m missing any reason not to let things go     tend to me     i need your healing cares     now!

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