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I started writing this in 1997, around the same time as I started 68, but it didn't see the light of day until 1998. We recorded a demo of it with Ramesh on bass with Eddie Sikorsky mixing in 1998, but the song was incomplete. Here is the last version re recorded at the final LFG recording session in Jan 2000.
lyrics
Breakfast Budd
V1
I’m late this morning, should have been somewhere an hour ago now I can’t be fucked.
My head ain’t working, I think my neuro-net’s waiting on a version of a new plug-in.
Load the utensil, breathe in and count up to ten, the soma takes its toll and under I go.
Under the blanket, where it’s all smoky and warm, the soma takes control and under I go......
CH1
Breakfast Budd help me through the day
you’ll make me miss my bus again
V2
Everything’s fuzzy, I can’t see where it all ends, direction takes a backseat when I’m bent.
Energy crisis, lethargy rules with a flick of a wrist and a lazy eye.
Where’s my achievements? Have I done anything right? I’m s’posed to have some sort of life by now.
It’ll just happen, sit back and let it take place, I smoke a 25 as fast as I can.....
CH2
Breakfast Budd help me through the day
you’ll make me miss my bus again
Push all my worries to one side
For you I breathe in and you confide
You confide, you console
you eat my dole, and you take control
V3
Open the can up, let’s go and see if there’s disinformation from those at war.
Fighting for freedom, turning a blind eye to any detrimental problem in the past.
Watch the oppressors, there’s is to cut any form of education that informs of choice.
It doesn’t matter, sit back and let it take place, I smoke a 25 as fast as I can.....
CH2
B
Help me find the zone again
Help me find the zone again
Help me find the zone again
Help me!
credits
from
the forgotten songs,
track released March 1, 2012
Written by Rick Whelan
Luke Whelan: Drums
Derek McClure: Bass
Rick Whelan: guitar and vocals
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