Christian Summer Blues Tune

To music that goes up and down

don’t put up with that ugly frown

take it indoors and give it the once over

and you’ll come outside smelling of clover.


Interior design is getting me down

Spending all my time as an f****** clown

With a light soy sauce, you’re on your way

Have a happy summer holiday

Have a happy summer holiday


Pasta and seafood makes a lovely dish

(Make me a plan in a naughty mish)

My soul is a grape on a lonely vine

When your beat you’re doing time

When your beat you’re doing time




My bottle of coke is warm and flaT


Cooked in the midday heat, waiting to eat

Ice cream will melt when you feel the heat

Ice cream will melt when you feel the heat


It’s all oh so crappy

Put my problems in a nappy

and take them into town

and go and spread the word

that God is around

doing good works

all over this week

and you’re problems

are nothing to him

so get on your knees and pray

for a happy summer holiday


This song could go on and on…

…for as long as there is summer sun.



Written by Andrew Watkins

Copyright Andrew Watkins 2017


Within these walls, lies inside a story told to a young child.

Wherein this tale is a truth of a fable yarned

Inside this song hides painful realities

Beside the notes are chords of mentalities

and in the pitch are beats or normalities.

In my head In my song it’s listening in a heartbeat

it’s too fast it’s too long to shear any kind of meaning

I got myself and my codes give myself a little leaning

to the pros and the cons of this musical heartbeat

got to rest in my soul and find a little comfort

from the tearing ways and the life of discomfort

that I’m always a feeling, always a feeling.

Walk that road turn that corner open a door for another

We only know what we see and feel what we feel

We only live this life once and in happenstance

the meaning of it is lost.

the meaning is lost.

Carp your story to another line and break

from the tale you been tellin’

Where there’s always people yellin’

Telling you what to do work on the farm.

And tell this story and spin this yarn.

But I am telling you its all in your head

When you get out of your bed you can choose to go to work

then break with tradition and religion

go your own way. Go your own way.

And squash. Squash,Squash,Squash.

Squash it all in. Squash it all in.

To what you do and what you say.

To where you go and where you stay

Squash it all in.

Squash it all in.



I’ve been jamming on my keyboard this afternoon…