Lucky / Credo / Vigil In A Wilderness Of Mirrors

Leading a song
Tampa Beach Florida
Amsterdam
John Wesley

Let's go

He met the world as a Dalkeith boy
Raised from a shaft in Monktonhall
In a well oiled cage
That locked away his dreams
An eighty-five veteran face from the gallery
A ghost from the civil war in the family
He stood his ground on the picket line
'Til all that he was left with were
His father's cough
And his mother's eyes
That would hold a tear
For the very first time
When the government well they took his job away
Now fist in hand he'll stand in line
Declare his name and mark his time
To some the only proof that they're alive

Hartlepool

He could have been you
He could have been me
He could have been anybody
But he was born lucky
Could have been you
Could have been me
Could have been anybody
But he was born lucky
Let's go

He made his first down payment
On a sharp Italian suit
Sewed razor blades into the lapels
See him sweating on the dance floor
Coal dust oozing out of every pore
A hard man with a hard life
That's a story that he'll tell ya
That at Easter Road till his throat is raw
On a Saturday he knows the score
Till the whistle blows and
The tempers make their colours fade away

Could have been you
Could have been me
Could have been anybody
But he was born lucky
Louder
Could have been you
He could have been me
Could have been anybody
But he was born lucky
Lucky

Born lucky
You know
Everybody
Lrrrrucky
Go

On the helipads at Aberdeen
For platforms drilling oil rich seas
Where the trawlers are getting fewer every year
By the furnaces at Ravenscraig
By the padlocks holding John Brown's gates
In the deserts
On the fields of South Armagh
Where the poppies grow
Behind the Hampden roar
Behind the drums in Genoa
On the deck that rides a South Atlantic swell well well well well
I was born to fight out of the tightest corner
Bet on me with the odds against you
They'll not put me down
No matter how he tries

Could have been you
Could have been me
Could have been anybody
But he was born lucky

Could have been you
Could have been me
Could have been anybody
But he was born lucky

Could have been you
Could have been me
Could have been anybody
He was born born born born lucky

Could have been you
Could have been me
Could have been anybody
He was born born born born born born lucky

Could have been you
Could have been me
Could have been anybody
He was born a-born a-born a-born lucky

Could have been you
Could have been me
Could have been anybody
Born lucky
Born lucky


I watch the TV every night
I stay awake by satellite
I hope and pray that the nightmares
Stay away today

An oily shroud on a coral reef
There's a black cloud there hanging over me
When I hit on the remote
Well these programmes stay the same

Credo
Credo
Credo
Credo

Well lee lee la
La lee la la
La lee la la

An assegai slick with sweat and blood
A shotgun barks at a rabid dog
A shallow grave hugs a highway
Beneath a bleaching sun

When cancer sucks a young girl's breast
A company chains a young man's soul
When the coal dust
Stole My granddad's breath away one day

Credo
Credo
Credo
Credo

Credo
Credo
Credo
Credo

C'mon

(It don't mean nothing)
Well It don't mean nothing
It don't mean nothing
Yeah it don't mean nothing to me
To me

It don't mean nothing
Oh it don't mean nothing
It don't mean nothing
I said it don't mean nothing to me to me
To me


And you sit there and talk revolution
But can you tell me just who's in command?
When you tell me the forces we're fighting
Then I'll join and gladly make plans
But for now just our t-shirts cry freedom
And our voices are gagged by our greed
Our minds are harnessed by knowledge
By the hill and the will to succeed
And if that's not what you believe
Would you just let me know
I'm not standing alone
That I'm not just a voice in the crowd

If there's somebody up there
Could they throw me down a line
A little helping hand a little understanding
A little understanding to the questions that I'm asking you
If there's somebody up there
Could they throw me down a line
Just a little guiding light to tell wrong from right
Just some answers to the questions that I'm asking now
(I'll keep a vigil)
In a wilderness of mirrors
Where nothing here is ever what it seems
I'm reaching out
I'm so close I can touch it
But it all
Disappears
When it's always so near
One day we will find
That we stand in the light
I'll keep a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors
Where nothing here is ever as it seems
I'm scared to shout in case I draw attention
From the powers
That preside
Over our minds
And our lives
When they find
What I want
Is the deadliest weapon
It is truth

Day by day
I'm getting stronger
And day by day
We're getting louder
But when I can't scream no more
And I need reassurance

I listen to
The crowd

John Wesley lead guitar
John Marter drums
Steve Barnacle bass
Sean Young keyboards
Amsterdam Paradiso
I will always be the Fish
Thank you very moosh
Goodnight

Thank you very much
Goodnight (goodnight goodnight goodnight goodnight)