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New Demo: Sweet Baby Hand Grenade

Pretty little weapon of mass distraction
The explosive truth about the Birds and Bees
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I wrote this song in 2013 and it instantly became one of my most popular songs, but that just made it harder to capturing on tape (well digital tape… OK ones and zeroes). Usually recording something tells you if it’s any good but the warm live response created self imposed pressure to make the recording outstanding. As you can hear I finally managed to shake that off and produce this very ordinary demo.

The initial inspiration was the birth of my eldest daughter. She was sleeping when we first brought her home and as she snoozed in her car seat on the floor in front our sofa my wife and I stared at her in shock. What do we do NOW? The next few years turned our lives upside down. Three more children followed, each with their own challenges, but nothing matched that initial terror of having a little human invade your life.

A few years later I overheard a guitarist in a local band say his partner was expecting their first child but he “wasn’t going to let that change anything.” I laughed like the veteran on his fourth tour of ‘Nam, listening to the bravado of a raw recruit.

A few years after that I heard Chris Robley of the CD Baby DIY Musicians Podcast had his first child. I said having a baby is like someone taking a hand grenade and throwing it into the middle of your life (in a good way).

And then suddenly ‘songwriting magic’ and here we are.

Musically I was thinking Elvis Costello goes a little country.

Heart-broke grin on the face of my lover
“30 weeks left if you wanna run for cover”
We must have pulled the pin one Saturday night
But how can something so small wreck your whole life?

Nothing ever stays the same
Didn’t know how much you’d change me
You’re the best mistake I ever made
My sweet baby hand grenade

Sweet baby hand grenade
Sweet baby hand grenade
Look at all of the mess you made
My sweet baby hand grenade

My best friend said his wife is six months gone
Now her biological clock (tick tock!) – tickin’ like a time bomb
She’s calling last orders at the milky bar
Now it’s time to show the world what kind of man you are

Nothing ever stays the same
You’ve no idea how much they’ll change you
But the best mistake I ever made
Was my sweet baby hand grenade

Sweet baby hand grenade
Sweet baby hand grenade
Look at all the mess I made
With my sweet baby hand grenade

Pretty little weapon of mass distraction
So cute I can’t resist this tiny terrorist
Though we got no guarantees and no instructions
There’s nothing I would trade for my sweet baby hand grenade

Sweet baby hand grenade
Sweet baby hand grenade
Look at all of the mess you made
My sweet baby

Sweet baby hand grenade
You make me smile like an unexpected key change
Look at all of the mess we made
My sweet baby hand grenade

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Advice Regarding The Treatment Of Bullet Wounds no. 2

I did you wrong, but you did me wronger
Don’t Try This At Home
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Chords (pdf)      Behind The Song

Don’t take out the bullet, girl, don’t even try
That little piece of metal’s all that’s keeping me alive
Stuck into an artery like a finger in a dyke

Don’t scrub the wound like you used to scrub my back
Don’t make me walk it off, don’t even make me stand
Darling I’m not hungry, put away those pots and pans

Baby, baby, baby, please don’t ever shoot me again
Baby, baby, baby, please don’t ever shoot me again
I’m still your man but I might not be for too much longer
I did you wrong, but you did me wronger
So baby, baby, don’t you shoot me again

Don’t grab my bleeding arm and hold it in the air
I got precious little blood left inside of there
Darling please stop crying, I know you’re trying to show how much you care

Chorus

I’m sorry that I hurt you, sorry that we never talk
I’m sorry you can’t fix me, just get me to a doc
Most of all I’m sorry I bought you that 9 millimetre Glock

Chorus

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Vengeance Is Mine

Can you see the heart inside a man?
Theology with Frank Black
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Little man with an axe to grind
If I let you judge this world of mine
When you saw the millions awaiting trial
You’d lose you strength or lose your mind

Vengeance is mine

Shall I acquiesce to your demands?
Shall I place all judgement in your hands?
Can you see the heart inside a man?
Tell me, who should fall and who should stand?

Vengeance is mine

Cos you don’t know what you’re asking for
No, you don’t know what you’re asking for
You don’t know what you’re asking

You got a thimble full of righteous rage
I’ve seen every murder, every rape
Heard every victim’s cries of pain
Seen evil things done in my name

Vengeance is mine

© Matt Blick 2013

 

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Everything In The World Is Fighting Everything In The Sky

How can we love one another when God won’t make the angels behave?
A three-legged horse dances a plaintive waltz in a bedraggled circus.
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Woody Guthrie he saw the tornado
Raping the earth like a plough
The ground and the sky locked in combat
Like neither would ever back down

Everything in the world was fighting everything in the sky

Oh no, oh Noah you don’t know
The way my poor soul sprung a leak
My faith turned greener than cheap gold
As fake as American teeth

There once was a war up in Heaven
So the last book of John states
How can we love one another
When God won’t make the angels behave?

Everything in the world is fighting everything in the sky
Everything in the world is fighting everything in the sky

For my part I placed you too highly
Worshipped a cruel work of art
My what cold marble-white skin you had
The better to break a boy’s heart

‘Till the lamb takes a nap with the lion
And nobody’s feelings get hurt
The guns all become walkie talkies
And the good guys all stop shooting first

Everything in the world is fighting everything in the sky
Everything in the world is fighting everything in the sky
Everything in the sky is fighting everything in the world
Everything in the world is fighting everything in the sky

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Tear This Temple Down

All that you can see is all there is
Protest atheism meets balkan rhythms
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Ball your tiny fingers up in fists
Pray each night that God does not exist
‘Cos a Father up in Heaven
Who’s presiding over such a mess as this –
God forbid

You want to tear this temple down
Tear it down
To the ground
Tear this temple down
Tear it down
To the ground

You fear Heaven like your father feared hell
But what you think that you might find there, who can tell?
A man with questions looks for truth
But you just want to prove there’s no such thing
You can’t win

Go on and tear this temple down…

All that you can see is all there is.
All that you can see is all there is.
All that you can see is all there is.
All that you can feel is all there is.

All that you can see is all there is
Fools believe in things that don’t exist
Like tomorrow, like tomorrow.

You loved the way your name felt in her mouth
The angels came to take away the sound, and now…

Tear this temple down…

© Matt Blick 2013

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Set In Stone

Are these my hands upon the wheel?
Pirate Punk Identity Crisis
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Lost at sea, the beams are cracked
The ship has sailed, the die is cast
The play is done, still no one claps
The curtain falls, we fade to black
Are these my hands upon the wheel?
I can think, so why can’t I feel?
It’s set in stone no going back

I lost the plot, I lost my place
Cut out my heart to save my face
Too many hats for just one head
Too many things that they expect
Can’t keep my shoulder to the wheel (to the wheel)
I can think so why can’t I feel? (I can’t feel)
It’s set in stone no going back

Here I stand back at square one
The snakes have teeth
And the ladders have no rungs

Time will tell if time will heal (time will tell if time)
Or crush my soul beneath the wheels (crushed beneath the wheels)
If I can think then why can’t I feel? (it’s set in stone)
It’s set in stone no going back
It’s set in stone no going back

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Fresh Meat


Nobody’s buying tonight
A brooding ballad of a city full of broken people
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There goes the wreck of a beautiful girl
Sticking two broken fingers up at the world
Stealing pennies from dead men’s eyes
She robs them while they’re still breathing
Her brother spends the hours pushing people around
The Morgue’s up on fourth, Maternity’s on the ground
Where they come from or where they’re bound
Can’t stop it repeating

Oh, but nobody’s buying tonight
Nobody’s buying tonight
They’re waiting for the fresh meat to arrive
Nobody’s buying tonight
Nobody’s buying tonight
They’re waiting for the fresh meat

She’s fragile as a river frozen in winter
When bread is so hard, when fruit is so bitter
Now Autumn is dead and gone
Borrowed time is so fleeting.
Look at all the wolves circling around us
Looking so sheepish, part of this circus
Their teeth are as sharp as their tongues
At least their liberal hearts are still bleeding

Oh, but nobody’s buying tonight
Nobody’s buying tonight
They’re waiting for the fresh meat to arrive
Nobody’s buying tonight
Nobody’s buying tonight
They’re waiting for the fresh meat

An ivory tower’s the place he calls home
A cold mausoleum of elephant teeth and bones
A place to look down from, a place to be alone
While he’s squeezing blood from a stone
Squeezing blood from a stone
Squeezing blood from a stone

But nobody’s buying tonight
Nobody’s buying tonight
They’re waiting for the fresh meat
Oh, nobody’s buying tonight
Nobody’s buying tonight
They’re waiting for the fresh meat

© Matt Blick 2013

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Different

Am I different? Maybe it’s you
Autism Rock
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(Wake up sleepy head I’ll count every star for you)

Am I different? Maybe it’s you.
I don’t see things the way you do.
Am I different? Maybe it’s true.
If I’m different – Is that O.K. with you?
Am I different? Maybe it’s you.
I don’t see things the way you do.
Am I different? Maybe it’s true.
If I’m different – Is that O.K. with you?

Wake up sleepy head, I’ll count every star for you
Wake up sleepy head, I’ll count all the stars for you

Am I different? (Maybe it’s you) Is that O.K. with you?
I don’t see things (Maybe it’s you) Is that O.K. with you?
Am I different? (Maybe it’s you) Is that O.K. with you?
If I’m different (Maybe it’s you) Is that O.K. with you?
Am I different? (Maybe it’s you) Maybe it’s you.
I don’t see things (Maybe it’s you) the way you do.
Am I different? (Maybe it’s you) Maybe it’s true.
If I’m different (Maybe it’s you) Is that O.K. with you?

1,2,3,1,2,3,1,2,1,2,3
1,2,3,1,2,3,1,2,1,2,3
1,2,3,1,2,3,1,2,1,2,3
1,2,3,1,2,3,1,2,1,2,3
Am I different?
1,2,3,1,2,3,1,2,1,2,3
1,2,3,1,2,3,1,2,1,2,3
Is that O.K. with you?

(1,2,3,1,2,3) Am I different? (Maybe it’s you) Maybe it’s you (Wake up sleepy head)
(1,2,1,2,3) I don’t see things (Maybe it’s you) the way you do (I’ll count every star for you)
(1,2,3,1,2,3) Am I different? (Maybe it’s you) Maybe it’s true (Wake up sleepy head)
(1,2,1,2,3) If I’m different (Maybe it’s you) Is that O.K. with you? (I’ll count all the stars for you)
(1,2,3,1,2,3) Am I different? (Maybe it’s you) Is that O.K. with you? (Wake up sleepy head)
(1,2,1,2,3) I don’t see things (Maybe it’s you) Is that O.K. with you? (I’ll count every star for you)
(1,2,3,1,2,3) Am I different? (Maybe it’s you) Is that O.K. with you? (Wake up sleepy head)
(1,2,1,2,3) If I’m different (Maybe it’s you) Is that O.K. with you? (I’ll count all the stars for you)

© Matt Blick 2013

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Demo: See How Great A Flame

Had this revival hymn knocking about forever. It’s a reworking of a jam by Charles Wesley. He wrote verses one and two, then I rewrote em and did the rest. It’s a bit too complex/weird for a congregation but if you like it leave me a comment…

Download See How Great A Flame Demo
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See how great a flame can spread
Kindled by a spark of grace
The love of Christ can raise the dead
And set the nations all ablaze
To bring fire on earth he came
Kindled in some hearts it is
Oh that all might catch the flame
Recieve the joy he longs to give

When the work first began
Small and feeble was it’s day
Soon the gospel swiftly ran
Soon it blazed a widening trail
Day and night it spreads and grows
Ever mighty to prevail
Ancient strongholds overthrown
It shakes the trembling gates of hell
Shakes the trembling gates of hell

Looking back through history
See the flame there in our midst –
The word run swift from Tyndale’s hand
The blazing coal touch Whitefield’s lips
Wesley’s heart with God’s grace burning
General Booth is trained for war
One hundred thousand lost souls turning
Just like Evan Roberts saw.

Jesus, Lord, you do not change
Yesterday, today – the same
We have heard of your great deeds
Send revival in our day
We are standing where they stood
In the weakness that they knew
All we have are empty hands
And hearts that long to burn for you
Hearts that long to burn for you

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FAWM 2013 Songs

 

Beautiful Thing mp3 
Finger Puppet Man mp3