Raving Roger

Raving Roger © Ian Burrage

Raving Rogers in a rubber room
He still knows the words he's lost the tune
Devoted fans seem not to care
No one comes to see him rocking there

Raving Rogers in a rubber room
This stars effected by the moon
Once the wild man of rock ‘n’ roll
An imbalance rooted in his soul

(ch)

Push him shove him
The kids love him he’s mad
After all he had
Buy him sell him
But don't you tell him he’s mad
You’ve been had

Raving Rogers in a rubber room
He’s quite happy in his padded tomb
With all the madness he sees today
He wouldn’t have it any other way

Raving Rogers in a rubber room
He’s sitting quietly but very soon
He’ll take the stage for another show
This act an audience will never know.

Fire & Brimstone

Fire & Brimstone © Ian Burrage

Creeping up the back stair
Blissfully unaware
Feeling no danger
Passing a stranger
Trevor has a plan
They wont want to share

In the latest edition
A burning ambition
He's giving no reason
For turning the heat on
Trevor wants to talk
Now they all want to hear

(ch)

No not never no
No one loved Trevor so
No one saw him come & go
Did his work & let it grow
Could it be did he see
See it done on his TV
Such a hot reality
Fire & brimstone

Better say your prayers
Judgement is here
It's no good hoping
This jester's joking
If Trevor wants to laugh
Then they tremble with fear

Those who'd mistreat him
Will never defeat him
It seems only he knows
The doors & the windows
Can give no escape
Now he's locked them in