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Pull Yourself Together

by Jim Pearson

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The best education Put you on your feet And with the right connections You took an empty seat A nanny for your children A chauffeur driven car But in a global crises We know who the heroes are Who’s gonna teach our kids? Who’s gonna make us well? Who’s gonna help the old? Who’s gonna stack our shelves? You took a brave decision To bet against the grain A pin point incision Profit from other’s pain You made a tidy killing While others fought the war But come the revolution We know who the heroes are Who’s gonna teach our kids? Who’s gonna make us well? Who’s gonna help the old? Who’s gonna stack our shelves? Who’s gonna drive the vans? Who’s gonna pick our crops? Who’s gonna keep the peace? Who’s gonna serve in shops? When the war is won Hero’s go unsung Normal life returns Lessons never learned
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Some of us can wait, are happy to contemplate Relishing in nothingness, meandering through wilderness Thankful for the birds and bees, taking no more than our needs Given to abstraction, withdrawal and inaction Some of us dictate, can’t abide to be there late Nothing worse than idleness, got to get down to business Can’t see the wood for trees, or conflict between chalk and cheese Driven to distraction, by percentages and fractions We all fall down Nature versus nurture. Science versus fiction The past versus the future. Trust versus suspicion Bliss versus ignorance. Aggression versus self defence Analogue v digital. Rational or spiritual We all fall down There’s a drop in the ocean There’s a needle in the hey There’s a unanswered question That won’t go away There’s a view from a window There’s a shadow on the wall There’s a standing ovation Before the curtain call We all fall down
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I’m sorry that it’s come to this, spare me the details I got the gist You’re hands were tied or so you say, saving for a rainy day I’m sorry that it’s come to this, I bet you miss your life of bliss The birthright flowing through your blood, can’t save you from an act of god Shake your magic money tree Dishonesty is currency The fallen leaves that we believed There's always something up your sleeve Shake your magic money tree Dishonesty is currency The fallen leaves that we believed Is it a cure or a disease? I’m sorry that it’s come to this, we’re running out of the loaves and fish You handed us a loaded gun, spun the barrel, got it done I’m sorry that it’s come to this, slap the bracelets on his wrists We hate the person you became the public need someone to blame Shake your magic money tree Dishonesty is currency The fallen leaves that we believed There's always something up your sleeve Shake your magic money tree Dishonesty is currency The fallen leaves that we believed Is it a cure or a disease?
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Herbivores 03:16
I’m sinking my teeth into a meaty subject Nurturing beasts getting reduced to a product Packaged and stacked beyond recognition Can you picture the carnage of meat preparation? For all of my life I’ve avoided the topic If blood is a drug baby I’ve been an addict Animal lovers just love to eat flesh In generous portions juicy and fresh Cow and pig chicken and lamb Sausage kebab burger and spam Grilled and fried roasted and stewed Reared and butchered served up and chewed Animal products are society’s glue Civilised people can’t deny what they know Innocent victims of crimes against nature We’re gonna be judged in the utopian future They’re down on the farm accepting their fate From cradle to grave from the grave to the plate Scientific advances in meat substitution Are good for the soul and your moral digestion Cow and pig chicken and lamb Sausage kebab burger and spam Grilled and fried roasted and stewed Reared and butchered served up as food
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Like You 03:05
I bet you hear this all the time, but I’m your biggest fan I follow you on Facebook, YouTube and Instagram I read about your escapades it’s like i’ve done it too It’s easy to imagine I’m a little bit like you I wear the same cosmetics you endorse for your own skin When I look in the mirror I could swear I was your twin I bought a little dog like yours, we have the same tattoos It’s easy to imagine I’m a little bit like you I like you I’m like you Your unauthorised biography is always by my bed And I can’t stop your latest single pounding in my head I’d have cosmetic surgery, I really wish you knew The lengths that I’m prepared to go to be a bit like you If I sent an invitation would you come ‘round for tea? Then you can see what it’s like to be a bit like me A celestial affinity, I know you feel it too It’s easy to imagine I’m a little bit like you I like you I’m like you
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Junk shop Jesus you’re the man With eagle eyes and gripping hands A relic from my adolescence Comforter and omnipresent Pocket gods and fire drills Happiness and bitter pills Momentary evergreens Nightmares masquerade as dreams What I feel, not what I know Junk shop Jesus be my light The satellites are out tonight Within the darkness of my mind I’ve seen you with my eyes shut tight Pocket gods and fire drills Happiness and bitter pills Momentary evergreens Nightmares masquerade as dreams What I feel, not what I know
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A promising junior with instinctive sense Cool in the box and strong in defence Excelled in phys ed but not academia A natural in shorts but no encyclopedia His local FC made him part of the squad When he ran out on the pitch he felt like a god The dazzling floodlights the roar of the crowd The sound of the whistle when he’d done himself proud It’s the end of the game The end of the game Life will go on but it won’t be the same As he pulls on a shirt without number or name It’s not the end of the world Just the end of the game Not for the money, the girls or the fame He had no ambition to become a household name ‘Cos leaving his hometown would have been such a drag When his childhood sweetheart turned into a WAG It’s the end of the game The end of the game Life will go on but it won’t be the same As he pulls on a shirt without number or name It’s not the end of the world Just the end of the game So he hangs up his studs for the very last time He knows getting old’s not a punishable crime But the tackles come harder he has to admit And the clubs latest signings are as young as his kids It’s the end of the game The end of the game Life will go on but it won’t be the same As he pulls on a shirt without number or name It’s not the end of the world Just the end of the game
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We had to settle the argument You conducted an experiment The truth got a little bent Accusations and counter claims Finger pointing and hunger games I didn’t have a lot to gain ‘Cos I’m falling to pieces Tripping over words I came home with a traffic cone Spent the weekend on my own Could not connect to a wi fi zone I’m pessimistically full of hope Watching the world going up in smoke Through the wrong way round of my telescope ‘Cos I’m falling to pieces Tripping over words Just give me something For the birds
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Be Yourself 04:08
There’s a conspiracy that each us are party to Internal monologues spoken via autocue Got to be qualified, get a better job Afford a house, a wife, two kids and a dog Unintentionally you participate Collecting things that only depreciate The song you’re singing doesn't have a tune There’s an elephant in your living room Can you imagine a world without shame? Hard to believe, but we all feel the same You’re sick and tired of old you Stuck at the back of the queue You want to update your identity But you don’t have to be what they want you to be Be yourself. Be yourself You can’t be. Someone else You’re unique. An individual So to speak. A bloody miracle Evangelists with dodgy moral compasses Divide us into victims and accomplices Banking on future utopian economies Smiling for selfies and playing happy families That sinking feeling never goes away You can’t remember what you did yesterday So cross the street and look the other way Your priority is taking home your pay Can you imagine a world without blame? Hard to believe, but we all feel the same You’re sick and tired of old you Stuck at the back of the queue You want to update your identity But you don’t have to be what they want you to be Be yourself. Be yourself You can’t be. Someone else You’re unique. An individual
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Next to You 02:38
I want to thank you for being by my side My Honolulu bride We’ve been together for what seems like forever And it fills me up with pride When I’m next to you I get the best of you In the morning and the night I’m just feeling fortunate Why don’t we celebrate I want to thank you for all the ups and downs The happiness and frowns And when the outside world is getting out of hand We can always go to ground ‘Cos when I’m next to you I get the best of you In the morning And the afternoon And the evening And all through the night I’m just feeling fortunate Why don’t we celebrate
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Dedicated to my Dad x

Sleeve Notes
In certain circles, sleeve notes are seen as being uncool. Some people believe that music and songwriting should have a mystique that stands up to personal interpretation. I kind of agree with this, but then again, I have never been cool.

Introduction
Until February I hadn’t finished a solo project for about five years. When my mum passed away towards the end of 2019, a weird creative need kicked in. What came about was a set of very personal songs that I called SELFIE, inspired by a photo I found of my mum’s dad in amongst her old albums. My dad’s death this year during lockdown has been devastating and frankly, hard to process. Again, I found the need to create and complete. The cover photo is another find, of myself as a small boy. That, and the title perhaps giveaway how I have been feeling recently. However, I would say these songs are generally less personal and perhaps more about what we are all going through politically and virally, and why I am keen to get it out there whilst these themes are relevant.

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released August 1, 2020

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Jim Pearson UK

"You never can be sure what kind of project Jim will come up with next, but you can always be sure it's gonna be pretty darn good." Tom Robinson BBC 6 Music.

Jim's songs range from the whimsical to some of the most bitter and somber themes, yet always with a paradoxical childlike spirit that meets them head-on – wide-eyed and full of hopeful energy.
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