Dry and High Lyrics.

Hightown Pirates

Dry and high

All  lyrics written by Simon Mason

 

 

Higher ground.

Higher ground, out in the country

New ideas for tired lives

Groups of strangers sit and shiver

Filthy stories, dirty lives.

(Is that my tribe? It aint my tribe?)

you can’t get away when the police become the thieves,

Your wrongs and your rights, been excused, so it seems.

The futures uncertain, the past is so unkind.

Walk through the woods ‘til your darkness brings you to light.”

Lost for words, so many questions, truths and clues and where are mine?

Groups of strangers sit and listen,

Trading stories and alibies

(Is that my tribe?

It aint my tribe?)

 

Chorus.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

perfect strangers.

Money’s tight but the flesh is willing

My heads’ a mess ‘cos I can’t stop thinking.

You and I are like perfect strangers

You’re so beautiful and dangerous and that’s us.

A million pounds wouldn’t satisfy me

I’d sell my ass but there’s no-one buying’

My head is full of such strange solutions

Just as well you love my confusion

Confusion.

“So good to say you tried

‘til you’re bored with 2nd prize

 

I gotta leave ‘cos the room is empty

I came for friends but just found enemies

I’d talk for days if you gave me time

You got some answers but none of them are right, they’re not mine.

So Good to say you tried

‘til you’re bored with 2nd prize

Good to say you tried

Are you bored with being alive?

(you can’t ignore me x2)

Moneys tight but the flesh is willing. Heads a mess and I can’t stop thinking that you and I are like perfect strangers…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Last chance saloon

I drank the bar dry at the last chance saloon

Spat at the sun, I burnt holes in the moon

Kissed the feet of the wicked, I nailed the faithful to a cross.

I crashed your ride, burnt my wings took a fall, could not care less and I needed to care more, I chocked on my words, saw a doctor, got diseased.

Yes it’s insane but you know it’s the game that we like, I’ll quit it as soon as I’m done loving you, I’ll be in good shape for that fight.

I fell in love with the man in the moon, believed his stories about the pin and the spoon, you could see his mouth move, but you never see his eyes

Stripped to the bone I wore your heart on my sleeve, I stumbled home but I just wanted to leave, picked the splinters from your eyes ‘til the cold light of day burnt my disguise.

Yes it’s insane but you know it’s the game that we like, I’ll quit it as soon as I’m done loving you, I’ll be in good shape for the fight.

How can it be wrong, it feels so right?

I don’t get bored when I stay up all night but this path of excess, seems to leave me so alone

And now I’m banned from the last-chance saloon, I got ripped off by the man in the moon and you know what they say, the cold light of day never lies!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Don’t say anything.

The truth, just like you, just like me, is Never that simple.

As we jump through the hoops and try to untangle all those lines. Did they say, just today, you and me should try something different? Seems that every-time you move a little closer, I wanna run and hide.

“It’s just something I do, I wanna take all night you take all day. In this game of clues, we’re like children who’ve forgotten how to play

Ah come on. I can see rain clouding out the sunshine in your eyes, no surprise, that we’re on our knees, so it seems, they can’t say we didn’t try.”

The proof, just like you just like me, never that obvious. Until they write it in the sky and now we can see it every time. Is it too late? There’s no way this could ever be really any different? it seems that every-time you speak in technicolour, I switch to black and white…try as I might.

It’s just the things we do, we wanna take all night, we take all day. In this game for two, we’re like children who’ve forgotten how to play.

Ah come on I can see rain clouding out the sunshine in your eyes, no surprise, that we’re on our knees, so it seems, they can’t say we didn’t try

Can’t say we didn’t try

Can’t say we didn’t try.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Million reasons

So here we are again, we’re staring at the end and as this day begins our songbirds do now sing, can you and I be saved, if ever-day we’re scared, maybe we’ll make it in the end?

The script was you and me and joy and tragedy, I guess I need to say I never dreamt about today, I asked so much of you, but could not let you through so now we stand apart, with broken dreams and hearts, the kingdom has been sacked and I can’t win it back.

There’s a million different reasons for this final act of treason that one day we might discover until then, I’ll have another, like I do, the way that I love you the way that I love you.

All I got is words, no chorus’s just verse, tears refuse to come, I want a hit and run, forgiving don’t forget, there’s no escaping it. There’s a million different reasons for this final act of treason that one day I might discover but they’ll never be another me and you. Who love me like you do? The way that I love you, the way that I love you.

The script was you and me, in search of remedy, for Something with no cure, all the things I saw before. All the things I said to you on the day we said, ‘I do’. Wish that I could be, half the man you saw in me, our kingdoms laid to waste, I hope you will escape, yes I do..

there’s a million different reasons..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

east-London morning.

The clouds are grey, east-London morning, Shacklewell lane, girls out walking autumn leaves turn gold and fall, big bad world makes her feel so small

You were told you could get away, too busy looking for a place to stay, you were told you could taste it all, forbidden fruit, rotten to the core

I don’t know what to say to you no more.

 

The sky is grey and the clouds so low, girls on the lane, waiting for a stone, autumn leaves turn gold and fall, all that glisters? Fucking right an all.

You were told you could get away, too busy looking for a place to stay, you were told you could taste it all, forbidden fruit rotten to the core.

I don’t know what to say to you no more

I don’t know what to say to you at all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Throwing stones.

Throwing stones from a stained-glass house, I’d put a zip where your god put your mouth, as you try to conspire against us, we’re irresistible.

Got so bored with that 20 year itch, bedded a princess, woke up with a (b)itch, now she wants to get paid, cos I’m getting laid by a stripper.

Respect where it’s due your hearts in the right place, wear it on your sleeve but it cannot hide the mess, there’s nothing you can say to me, you haven’t said so many times before.

I sold my soul in the garden of Eden, you jumped my bones got the zealots disbelieving, your snatch got my tongue but you left me too stung to retrieve it.

Respect where it’s due..

We took the piss when the prize was for free, it you want saving, well marry a priest, you can’t buy my style can’t you see from my smile I’m a sinner. We took it all when the prize was for free, if you want saving, well I wouldn’t marry me, you can’t buy my style can’t you see from my smile I’m a sinner.

Respect where it’s due my hearts in the right place, blood all down my sleeve but there’s beauty in this mess, there’s nothing I can say to you cos baby you’re not listening anymore. Respect where it’s due my hearts in the right place, blood all down our sleeves but there’s beauty in this mess, nothing I can say to you cos baby you’re not breathing anymore.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just for today

The new rock star struggles, with those old rock star troubles, his new friends think he’s ok. Ends up in the ‘ville, df’s for his chills, aint a parcel on the way, well not today. The hacks think he’s cool, they need a rocknroll fool, me I saw it all yesterday, I walked right in, crawled away, I crawled away.

So here’s to tomorrow, all our tomorrows, for you and me, it’s just for today, you know that tomorrow well it aint ours to borrow, for you and me it’s just for today, just for today.

You’re Inside that bubble, x-factor nothing, cos you’re here today and you’re gone today. See old soldiers struggle, their new labour crumbled, fucking Nazis steal the day, they’re back again, ‘cos nothing’s changed, cos nothings fucking changed.

So here’s to tomorrow, all our tomorrows, for you and me it’s just for today. Cos you know that tomorrow, we can’t but, steal or borrow, for you and me it’s just for today

Just for today

Just for today.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Two for joy.

Here’s one for sorrow, there’s two for joy, three for the girls because there’s far too many boys, just 15 minutes, that you prayed for all your life? Don’t your sixth-sense tell you, seventh heavens waiting on cloud nine, here it comes..

We fall apart on days like these, feels so hard, it’s really easy.

Here’s something I borrowed, it’s up to you, please return, I’ll give it to the girls because those boys? They’ll never learn. Just 15 minutes, that you prayed for all your life, don’t you sixth sense tell you seventh heaven’s waiting on cloud nine and here it comes.

We fall apart on days like these, feels so hard it’s really easy, just fall apart on days like these, the eleventh hour’s never really here it seems, would you ever, oh could you ever, dare to care, now or never? So find out how or won’t you let me go.

We fall apart on days like these but we can’t return until we leave, we’re torn apart by wasted dreams but we sleep so well despite our dreams.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chasing rainbows.

I don’t feel the way you think I do, Maybe? oh maybe, you feel the same way too?

Yeah sometimes I go missing, out chasing shadows, more and more and every time, ‘cos I’d forgotten that I’d already chased them all.

See, see the people, we’re all stumbling, the same path, cry, cry me a river, send it gift-wrapped, inside your laugh.

As we stare out at the madness, we see the crescent and the cross, watch another brother murdered, while all the poetry gets lost, tiny children forced to listen, twisted words that speak of god, empty promises of heaven, while they steal, while they steal the life you’ve got.

So, our endless summer, your smile, can make it start, we found, our pirate treasure, down Wapping olde steps, way after dark.

Maybe now I’m ten years older, than the day I nearly died, out chasing rainbows with my daughter, I’m proud as any man alive, of come on..

Yeah sometimes we both go missing, on great adventures by the score and they cannot take our treasure, ‘cos we’ve already, we’ve already sold it all.

Walk on, walk on, we are never, on our own.

 

 

 

 

Jetgirl is gone

Where in the world, should I be? This concrete jungle ain’t got no streets, across the miles you took my heart, my golden sky, just turned so very dark.

Maybe we might prove to be, another perfect tragedy, two people who just dared to see, what they could and could not be.

Sometimes that’s the way it goes, we choose the script but not our roles, so come on walk my empty stage, the final curtain, must fall….some days.

Late one night you flew away, left vapoyr-trails of halcyon days, dissolved like water on the sun, no hidden by the clouds that surely come.

Maybe we might prove to be another unsolved mystery, two people who just dared to see, what they could and could not be.

Sometimes that’s the way it goes…

 

The Doghouse Sessions 2018.

While we’re busy finishing off the mixes of our new EP, we thought we’d share these photos with you.

The EP is called Hope Street Eternal and was recorded at Doghouse Studios, Henley on Thames, June 2018. Produced by Youth, engineered by Michael Rendall.

All songs written by Simon Mason/Hightown Pirates.

We’re all Hightown Pirates anyway eh? 

Press Release.

Hightown Pirates.

Press Release.

“Dry and High, is a joyous, anthem-laden affair, that evokes Arcade Fires sweep; Blood Sweat and Tears’ horns and the finer moments of Primal Scream’s Screamadelica. These giant, uproarious songs are propelled by huge guitar riffs, Lilly Vasil’s exhilarating fluteand on standout track, Just For Today, the shock and awe of still being alive.”  4 Stars Q Magazine.

“Well mainly, justice is best served by screaming LOUDLY:‘GO FUCKING LISTEN TO IT!’ First of all, there are no fillers on this record. Every single composition stands alone, experientially, melodically, and musically.”  9/10 Louder Than War.

“A terrific debut record” GQ.

“”A set of very personal and cathartic songs that are clearly the sound of a man reborn. Coloured by acid house, Britpop, gospel and soul featuring a heavy-duty horn section, Dry And High is a joyous celebration of a life reclaimed with Mason and his band clearly having a ball on tracks including the brass-driven ‘Just For Today’, the house-inspired ‘Perfect Stranger’ and the loved-up ‘Chasing Rainbows’. With hints of Paul Weller and Primal Scream, this is an album that delivers on all fronts. By turns hard rocking, soulful, hard-edged and heartfelt, it’s a warts and all musical journey that’s well worth taking.

Dave Haslam, Rock and Roll magazine.

 

“This is pure Rock and Roll, and album that is raucous, high energy, but with moments of pure vulnerability.” XS Noise.

 

Interview with The Quietus magazine is here.

http://thequietus.com/articles/22120-simon-mason-the-hightown-pirates-interview