Trial and Error (Digital Download Only)

by Gaz Brookfield

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1.
Man Of Means 03:46
I'm not a man of means, I'm just the man who means the best for you I'm not a man of words, the few I have will always be the truth I'm not a man of mighty actions, just a man who acts the fool I'm not a fighting kind of person, but I'll always fight for you And I'm a man who's quick to anger, and a man who's fast to judge And a man who's quick to hang an awful lot of hope on love I'm pretty sluggish on the up-take, not too fast to cotton on I like to pretend that my heart-ache is the reason for my songs But I'm trying hard to make you see That I'd fall apart if you leave me I know I'm not exactly perfect, but I'll always do my best To make you see that this is worth it, and you're not settling for less No I'll never have much money, just enough to get us by And I know poverty's not funny, but I just can't do nine to five But I'm trying hard to make you see That I'd fall apart if you leave me I know I didn't need to tell you about the kind of man I am And I didn't to sell you promises of future plans For some crazy kind of reason you tell me that you're in love And I'm a man you can believe in, and that will always be enough But I'm trying hard to make you see That I'd fall apart if you leave me If you leave me So don't leave me
2.
SN1 03:19
I've always kind of liked it here, but never known why I'll try to figure it out by the end of my life I think I've grown accustomed to it's looks and to it's ways And I'm pretty convinced it's where I'll spend the rest of my days I know it's got it's problems and I know it's got it's dives But it's the people make a place and it's the people I like I've seen a lot of towns and I've had a lot of fun But I've only really ever truly lived in one Familiarity's never bred contempt I've never really figured out what they meant No matter where I travel and no matter where I roam It's the sunny hills of Wiltshire that I'll always call home From the winding lanes of Pewsey to the Marlborough downs The guns on Salisbury Plain to the industrial towns I've played all over this land in the bars and in the streets And it's my favourite place to place, because of the people I meet From the gentry in the manor to the beggar on the road There's a life that's too be lived and there's a story to be told I'll tell it in a song because that's all I've got to give And it's a song about the people and the place I used to live Familiarity's never bred contempt I've never really figured out what they meant No matter where I travel and no matter where I roam It's the sunny hills of Wiltshire that I'll always call home I've had a lot of friends and I've had a lot of foes I've had a lot of happiness and a couple of woes I've built a lot of bridges although some have been burned But true friends are like family, that's the one thing I've learned And every time I look up to the Liddington trees I'm reminded of the reason that they put me at ease No matter where I go and no matter what I've done I'll always believe my heart belongs to SN1 Familiarity's never bred contempt I've never really figured out what they meant No matter where I travel and no matter where I roam It's the sunny hills of Wiltshire that I'll always call home
3.
Thin 03:44
Do you think they'll notice when you fall? Do you think a single eyelid will be bat at all? Do you think they'll notice when you leave? Or will things remain the same, the way they've always been? But it's not over 'til you're underground So I'm just trying to get along The way I've always done it even if it's wrong And I'm just trying to stay thin Thin enough to fit these jeans, and maybe still fit in Do you think they care about what you sing? Do you think it matters if it's "palm mute" or "let ring" Do you think that you can't be replaced? Younger model, better body, more attractive face But it's not over 'til you're underground So I'm just trying to get along The way I've always done it even if it's wrong And I'm just trying to stay thin Thin enough to fit these jeans, and maybe still fit in Do you think I wonder if I'm wrong? Do you think I care as long as people sing along But it's not over 'til you're underground So I'm just trying to get along The way I've always done it even if it's wrong And I'm just trying to stay thin Thin enough to fit these jeans, and maybe still fit in But it's not over 'til you're underground And I'm just trying to get along The way I've always done it even if it's wrong And I'm just trying to stay thin Thin enough to fit these jeans, but it's a battle I can't win
4.
Truth 03:29
Throw another moron on the fire, they burn so well Turn an honest man into a liar, but can you tell? Sit around and take it on the chin, but we don't bruise Tell ourselves we're sure we let them win, coz we don't lose I wish I'd never learned the truth Carried on living in a lie Only one path left to choose Blinkers keeping me in line I wish that I could just forget Go back to where I used to be Back when ignorance was bliss Just before you met me Now I am surrounded on all sides by fear and blame And I lack the strength to stand and fight - wallow in shame Couldn't feel much weaker if I tried, so take your fill Couldn't feel less alive if I died, but I live still I wish I'd never learned the truth Carried on living in a lie Only one path left to choose Blinkers keeping me in line I wish that I could just forget Go back to where I used to be Back when ignorance was bliss Just before you met me How can you live with this in your head? How can you live? How can you live with this in your head? How can you live? I wish I'd never learned the truth Carried on living in a lie Only one path left to choose Blinkers keeping me in line I wish that I could just forget Go back to where I used to be Back when ignorance was bliss Just before you met me
5.
Here I go again with my guitars packed in my van and hit the road Wait for the weekend to show it's face but it'd be Sunday 'til they're shown I never even know if I will make it coz my van is always broke And the RAC man knows my name and every time we meet we share a joke But if you'd be so kind as to fix me by the road If you can't decide that the engine's gonna go If you have the time I'd appreciate a tow Coz come hell or high water I will make it to my show Spending all my time on the hard shoulder has the power to bring me down Stuck inside the no-man's land between two different towns Losing all the romance in the idea of a life spent on the road Happy in the knowledge that tonight at least I will get to go home And if you'll be so kind as to greet me from the road With a great big smile and a kiss to let me know You'll always have the time and you'll never let me go Coz come hell or high I will always make it home And every penny that I make unfortunately will be Taken up by fixing my van I'd like to think that I can earn enough by doing this But if I'm really honest with myself, I don't think I can Waiting for the day when I can confidently say that I am done The day when I grow out of this and playing my guitar stops being fun The trouble is I don't believe that day will ever come within my years And you're afraid I'll never stop, and I'll just keep confirming all your fears So if you'll be so kind as to listen to me play I'll help you find another reason you should stay We'll be just fine on the money I get paid Coz come hell or high water I will always keep you safe Right to my dying day
6.
There's so many mile between I'm not sure How many lie between us, maybe a thousand or more Maybe that's an over reaction, I don't know Maybe it's time for action, maybe it's time to go It's always the little things that you miss when you are miles away Like the look in your eye and the tone of your voice when you say There's something inside you tells you it will be ok What we have is bigger than miles Built through years of errors and trials You can't keep us apart There's no distance that is far enough I thought I could handle all this time apart But I've been struggling with it right from the very start Always pretending that I'm doing fine But I always end up drinking just so I can pass the time I really admire the way you're always so positive Even when things don't look that great of the face of it You always know what to say to bring me round again What we have is bigger than miles Built through years of errors and trials You can't keep us apart There's no distance that is far enough
7.
8.
Let's save the world from all this badly manufactured music Let's flood the charts with singer's who can sing and play guitar Let's fly the flag for every real musician on this planet Who has not succumbed to the likes of Simon Cowell and his "stars" Well that's "stars" in quotation marks, coz that is where they should be Not clogging up the airwaves with somebody else's songs Let's re-educate the masses on the subject that this could Musical lead revolution to which everyone belongs And just because it's got a dance routine And matching suits and smiles Doesn't mean it's right And children brought up on a diet of banality Will never have the chance to think and hear something that means something real Yes music has been watered down to numbers on a paycheque For a man who's only talent's conning money out of kids And I pray to god that people one day wake up to thi bull shit But I'm pretty sure I'm praying to a god that don't exist Because if there's a god in heaven he would never let this happen Why give all these people talent that no one will ever hear And you venerate these worthless dancing puppets of distraction And further blur the line between fame and ability And just because it's got a dance routine And matching suits and smiles Doesn't mean it's right And children brought up on a diet of banality Will never have the chance to think and hear something that means something real And who cares if you can't sing as long as you can take your clothes off Your semi naked body sells more records than your voice And there's a never ending army of replacements on your label Churning out the same old bile, give the illusion of a choice And just because it's got a dance routine And matching suits and smiles Doesn't mean it's right And children brought up on a diet of banality Will never have the chance to think and hear something that means something real Well maybe I'm just bitter, maybe I'm just twisted Maybe I'm, just drunk and needlessly rambling along Well if that's the case I'll raise a glass to every real musician Who might never strike it rich, but at least write their own songs
9.
Radar 02:53
How dare you think you are even on my radar? And oh, when will it sink in that you don't enter my thinking? Hasn't enough time passed yet for you to finally get it? I can't be happy for you even if I'm supposed to How dare you think you are even on my radar? And oh, when will it sink in that you don't enter my thinking? Apart from this single instance I feel total indifference I only thought about you just long enough to write this verse How dare you think you are even on my radar? And oh, when will it sink in that you don't enter my thinking? After all is said and done, you had your kicks and your fun I hope you're proud of yourself, I'll see you on the way to hell
10.
Cast your ballot to the left or to the right, it's never mattered Politicians always win, be it the former, or the latter And they lay their heads on feathered beds While the country lies in tatters And it amazes me you still believe that your two party system Is democracy in action, coz it's feakishly consistent When they sell their policies for cash to suit the current climate And red turns slowly bluer, with no real attempt to hide it Cast your ballot to the left or to the right, it's never mattered Politicians always win, be it the former, or the latter And they lay their heads on feathered beds While the country lies in tatters They plaster plastic smiles across their faces to promote Another cynical attempt to sway opinion of the voter Hypnotise the populous with propaganda on the hour And we labour under false pretense of having any real power Cast your ballot to the left or to the right, it's never mattered Politicians always win, be it the former, or the latter And they lay their heads on feathered beds While the country lies in tatters And I've never really understood the rules Exactly what is it that I'm supposed to choose I've never really understood the game Coz they're all a bunch of lying wankers, and every lie's the same Every lie's the same And I know that lot's of people suffered, lot's of people dies So we could live in so called freedom, yeah, and we could have the right To vote for men and women in whom our country lays it's trust But doesn't the expenses scandal prove that they are all just laughing at us? Cast your ballot to the left or to the right, it's never mattered Coz the bastards always win, be it the former, or the latter And they lay their heads on feathered beds While the country lies in tatters And no-one seems to think that matters
11.
Demons 03:35
It's late, and you're doing what you always do You're awake, and the voices are talking to you There's a bed, a perfectly good bed for sleeping in Your over tired brain hears, but is not listening So pour another drink as if to drown the night Sure, it might work if you try hard this time Sleep, sleep perchance to dream a dream of her Drink helps you forget to dream and dreams turn to a blur I'll meet my demons in the night, we've got unfinished business I never win, but always fight, if this isn't hell what is this? It's five AM, the sun will be up soon There's only so many things at night to do And you will make believe you slept just fine And spend the next day wondering maybe this time The TV endlessly repeats itself If you thought daytime telly's bad, this is tele-visual hell I'll take the drugs, I'll take the exercise There isn't much to take that I haven't tried I'll meet my demons in the night, we've got unfinished business I never win, but always fight, if this isn't hell what is this? I'll meet my demons in the night, we've got unfinished business I never win, but always fight, if this isn't hell what is this?
12.
Mistakes 04:48
Another year another plan another beer another damn excuse for you not to call Another day another night another way another fight and it could change it all Another if another but another rift another rut that you and me could be stuck in Another debt another price another roll another dice to throw and alter our luck with But you're all the way over there, and I'm just supposed to not care I can't let it, I can't let it, I can't let it not concern me now, no way I can't get it, I can't get it, I can't get right and learn from mistakes, I've made Another time another place another line another face that you can add to your two Another right another wrong another height another song that I will write about you Another punch another kick another lunch another sick to make yourself feel accepted Another squint another stare another glint another glare that says that you haven't slept yet But you're all the way over there, and I'm just supposed to not care I can't let it, I can't let it, I can't let it not concern me now, no way I can't get it, I can't get it, I can't get right and learn from mistakes, I've made But you're all the way over there, and I'm just supposed to back and act like I don't even care I can't let it, I can't let it, I can't let it not concern me now, no way I can't get it, I can't get it, I can't get right and learn from mistakes, I've made I can't let it, I can't let it, I can't let it not concern me now, no way I can't get it, I can't get it, I can't get right and learn from mistakes, I've made

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