Biography:
Martin Newell is England's most-published contemporary poet, as well as being the brains behind garage-pop combos Cleaners from Venus and The Brotherhood of Lizards. He's also a pretty mean gardener.
His album The Greatest Living Englishman was produced by Andy Partridge of XTC fame and recorded in Andy's "shed" home recording studio.
Martin has a web-presence at http://www.martinnewell.co.uk/ which contains details of upcoming shows and Martin's own weblog.
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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Verse]
D G Asus4 D G Asus4
Hungry boy with head hung down, shabby girl with shabby gown
G Em F#m Bm G A7
Should I know your faces? Yes, maybe. You have always been around
[Verse]
D G Asus4 D G Asus4
I’m a ghost in my home town, since they knocked that dancehall down
G Em F#m Bm G Asus4 D
High in summer once I knew some girls, they are married with kids now
[Chorus]
Bm E A F#m Bm E A Asus4/G D/F#
Friday morning farmer burn the corn saw the dreaming fields aflame
Em A D
Goodbye dreaming fields
[Verse]
D G Asus4 D G Asus4
Broken doll you were not made for this tawdry serenade
G Em F#m Bm G A7
Nor your poor tin soldier rusting now since it rained on your parade
D G Asus4 D G Asus4
Should your ragged marching band ever dance across this land
G Em F#m Bm G A7 D
Don’t forget to wave at your poor old dad in his castle made of sand
[Outro]
Bm E A F#m Bm E A Asus4/G D/F#
Friday morning farmer burn the corn saw the dreaming fields aflame
Em A D Bm G
Goodbye dreaming fields
A D Bm G
Goodbye dreaming fields
A D Bm G
Goodbye dreaming fields
D G Asus4 D G Asus4
Hungry boy with head hung down, shabby girl with shabby gown
G Em F#m Bm G A7
Should I know your faces? Yes, maybe. You have always been around
[Verse]
D G Asus4 D G Asus4
I’m a ghost in my home town, since they knocked that dancehall down
G Em F#m Bm G Asus4 D
High in summer once I knew some girls, they are married with kids now
[Chorus]
Bm E A F#m Bm E A Asus4/G D/F#
Friday morning farmer burn the corn saw the dreaming fields aflame
Em A D
Goodbye dreaming fields
[Verse]
D G Asus4 D G Asus4
Broken doll you were not made for this tawdry serenade
G Em F#m Bm G A7
Nor your poor tin soldier rusting now since it rained on your parade
D G Asus4 D G Asus4
Should your ragged marching band ever dance across this land
G Em F#m Bm G A7 D
Don’t forget to wave at your poor old dad in his castle made of sand
[Outro]
Bm E A F#m Bm E A Asus4/G D/F#
Friday morning farmer burn the corn saw the dreaming fields aflame
Em A D Bm G
Goodbye dreaming fields
A D Bm G
Goodbye dreaming fields
A D Bm G
Goodbye dreaming fields
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