My Lair

by Steve BLaque

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Steve BLaque writes "It's my 2nd album o'er the last 18 months and i think it's an honest contribution.

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released July 19, 2015

Featured on My Lair
on Drums Leigh Ryan
on Bass Steve Blaque
on electric guitar Steve Blaque
on acoustic guitar steve Blaque
on keyboards Steve BLaque
on saxophone John Costelloe

All lyrics by Steve Blaque
& Steve Blaque & Maggie Gao
& Fa Bruneau original French Poem I Saw U

Special Guests on vocals
Ms.Maggie Gao all tracks
Mr.Chris Newberry i saw you//traffic on a sunday
Mr Dave Cooper move on out the door
Mr.Fa Bruneau I saw you

Produced by
Steve Blaque & Levan Stanes
Engineered and mixed by
Forbidden City Studio Beijing
Mastering by Forbidden City Studio
Recorded at
Plutonic Lab
Last St Broadford
Forbidden City Studio

Original artwork
Clyde Terry
Album design and packaging
Levan Stanes

Special thanks to
Plutonic Lab Melbourne Australia
The Batcave yarravalley radio fm99.1
Kaladonia Cairnz
Michael Montero Montero on Boxing
Steve Cahn
Lau Guerreiro
Carolyn Zaremba
Maile Cannon

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Steve Blaque Beijing, China

Steve Blaque singer, songwriter, Producer and engineer and owner of Forbidden CIty Studio in Beijing also performs in an unplugged environment with his favorite flavors of Indie and Grunge. Blaque has always said ''you don't need distortion to be grunge and you don't need twang to be Indie''. ... more

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Track Name: Steve Blaque - Crazy Strife
Crazy Strife
Steve Blaque

you dirty rotten liar
comin' into my life
playin' duck's n' drakes
what gives you the right

i ws doin' just fine
without you
in
my life

all yer suitcases
of hullabaloo
come on
neatly packed yeah
ahh little birdy done flew

i was doin' just fine
without you
in
my life
i was doin
swell
without your
crazy strife

that you brought into my life
your crazy strife
fillin' me with deadly
your crazy strife
putting fear inside of me
take away all i had for free
tying my tongue so i couldn't talk
your love a disengenuous rort

ahh, let's back up a little here

talk about the wool yeah
bein' pulled o'er my eyes
i wasn't born yesterday
yeah i can see through your disguise

i was doin' just fine
without you
in
my life
i was doin
swell
without your
crazy strife

that you brought into my life
your crazy strife
fillin' me with deadly
your crazy strife
putting fear inside of me
take away all i had for free
tying my tongue so i couldn't talk
your love a disengenuous rort
Track Name: I Saw Yu
I Saw Yu
Steve Blaque
Original Poem
Fa Bruneau

Quand je te voie assise là
l'étincelle d'un feu ardent dans la nuit
mon cœur s'arrête, il n'y a plus que toi
Alors là, je sais, je sais qui je suis

Je rêve de t'envelopper dans mes bras
de voir des étoiles dans tes yeux
de plonger jusqu'à me noyer en toi
pour finir heureux, perdu dans les cieux

Quand je te voie, je ne voie que toi
et tout autour de moi
fini par se fondre dans le noir
plus rien n'existe, rien ne résiste quand je te voie

Tu es Aphrodite et Gaia
aussi Lilith et Kali
oui, je les rêve toutes en toi
Oh ma sublime, mon amour, quand je te voie


got caught in a dream
my own wonderland
how did yu get there
inception

i wasn't sure
maybe it was yur looks
but i know it ended yeah
with me writing a song
in this book

cause i saw yu
oh yeah i saw yu
i saw yu
oh yeah i saw yu
oh i saw yu
yes i saw yu
oh i saw yu
yes i saw yu

girl
whatever i write
won't ever really say
just whaet you were
that night

though now the cold
i feel at this time
grips me ever tighter
i want this dream
one more time

i saw yu
i saw yu
i saw yu
i saw yu
Track Name: May 5 1980
May 5 1980

i woke, it was may 5 1980
i ain't born, nor am i fuckin' dead
someone was blowin' on my dice
and givin' me the chance to say no and hang here instead

and so i roam, within infinity
like in dust in time washed all over with incense n' myrrh
3 blind mice and the white rabbit
nearly wrapped tokens of someone's self worth

Pre chorus
she said Ok you've been there
now it's time for you to decide
i'll gie you another go, but we've got way better rides
chorus
and so i took the cue
and traded in my chips
i walked out of that casino
jumped a planetary ship
n' boy was that the best call
i ever made
i don't miss deception
hate and being afraid

and now i fly through the universe
affording a smile of those who follow in gods
since where i'm from
that game just aint' the game
built on superstition
that shit just ain't the odds

pre chorus
she said Ok you've been there
now it's time for you to decide
i'll gie you another go, but we've got way better rides
chorus
and so i took the cue
and traded in my chips
i walked out of that casino
jumped a planetary ship
n' boy was that the best call
i ever made
i don't miss deception
hate and being afraid
Track Name: My Lair
My Lair

my lair

fuck off
yer on my turf
who the hell
gave you the right
to walk on my earth
n' didn't yu know
for what it's worth
that nothin' good
can come from
this ungodly birth

so my man
i see yu
puttin' yerself out there
on the line
but i'd like to know
the color o' yer corner
is it red or green
or blue like mine

yeah
so wait up
that ain't the half of it
n' this here's a battle
to stay alive
and as i do finely recollect
that man
roberto duran
straight up
slugged it out
panamanian pride

n' yu know it might just be me
but if i were yu
i'd back me up some
and take a look around
coz this here's some repugnant shit
n' yer goin' over the same old ground

chorus

my lair my lair
you're goin' over the same old ground



this is my patch
this is my lair
this is my ring
this is my spacce


yer askin' me to buy yer shit
where's the reciprocity
you got a house ways out o' order
and that's pretty fucking plain to see
my dear adversary on that point
we do agree

so let's look hard @ yer solution
and alls anyone sees is hiccups n' absolutism
without nothin' concrete no change within
just a value of a buck n' evolution

ok, so let me get this fuckin'straight
what i done built up with my bare hands
in your eyes ain't nothin' more than invasionary land
and my friend right there..on that very fuckin' point you don't understand

n' yu know it might just be me
but if i were yu
i'd back me up some
and take me a looky'round
coz this here's some repugnant shit
n' yer goin' over the same old ground

chorus

my lair my lair
you're goin' over the same old ground
Track Name: Layer Cake
layer cake
Steve Blaque

i'm fallin' down
losin' my soul
can't someone
hit the brakes
i'm out o' control

parkin' fines
push me to the edge
the mornin' news
doin' in my head
the neighbor's dog
i wish it would play dead
the BBC's global dread

chorus

and how much shit
does it take
in this modern day
layer cake
i'm not sure
i really wanna know
revolutions
oh they come n' go
yes, they come n' go
n' the layer cake
just grows n' grows


deification
no imagination
throngs in my face
the breeding race
captain america
lost in space

middle 8
well may a grain of salt
be sprinkled from its shaker
while the sandwich that you eat
smorgasborg
from a bulldust maker
a cow dung faker
an over compensator

chorus

and how much shit
does it take
in this modern day
layer cake
i'm not sure
i really wanna know
revolutions
oh they come n' go
yes, they come n' go
n' the layer cake
just grows n' grows
coda
and how much shit
does it take
in this modern day
layer cake
and how much shit
does it take
in this modern day
layer cake
and how much shit
does it take
in this modern day
layer cake
Track Name: Just a Little More Time
Just a liTtle More Time
Maggie Gao & Steve Blaque

verse 1
it's the time to go
just let me walk
i'm so tired of me
being tired of your talk

verse 2
don't try and write
yourself back to me
you've had every chance
from what i can see

1st chorus
just a little more time
is all i'm askin' for
just a little more time
i want it to be more
just a little more time
don't lock me out the door
just a little more time

verse 3
you had my mind
and my soul
but now that's gone
yeah gone
i'm so freaking sad
it turned so wrong
and how " can i keep strong
whern yor the flat key in my song

2nd chorus
just a little more time
is all i'm askin' for
just a little more time
i want it to be more
just a little more time
is something you had before
just a little more time

middle 8
(in chinese)

3rd chorus
just a little more time
is all i'm askin' for//i told you to leave before
just a little more time
i want it to be more //is something you had before
just a little more time
is something i'm dying for//
is something worth fighting for
just a little more time
(we duet together with slightly different words and phrasing)

verse4
i told you to leave before
so what stops you walkin out that door
cant you hear what i say to you
it's not what you think we're all through
Track Name: Traffic on a Sunday
Traffic on a Sunday
Steve Blaque

traffic on a sunday
makes life like a monday
what r the fucker's
doin' on the road
sunday driver
won't be told
coz he's full o' shit
n' thick as a brick

dancer
on a tv screen
got a body
that moves
to
the
beat machine
in a way that i like it
oh yeah that's good

fighter
with the bloodied face
got cuts on his eyes
takes a look around him
and then he dies
Benny Paret

traffic on a sunday
makes life like a monday
what r the fucker's
doin' on the road
sunday driver
won't be told
coz he's full o' shit
n' thick as a brick

radiator's hot
4 people shot
2 on thursday
1 on friday
don't ask me when the others
bit the dust
coz my radiator's hot
gotta get to the shop
oh yeah

love n' death go hand in hand
says the fat man from bananaland
you gotta respect that
you gotta respect that



when yer mum says bye
but you say hi
to the pretty girls
u know yer healthy
when the car you drive
makes all those guys
wanna kill
oh yer wealthy
oh yer wealthy

stupid fuckin' man
with his stupid fuckin' mower
cuts his fuckin' grass
at half past six
stupid fuckin' woman
with her stupid fuckin' phone
makes her fuckin' noise
now yer all alone

didn't you kill yer mother
didn't yu kill yer brother
didn't yu kill yer sister
didn't yu kill yer father

life on earth is hell
give me a sabotage shell

pretty little lady
with the long dark hair
got oriental eyes
to hide that disguise
she's in love
with a married man

actor moves his head
like a horses head in bed
screams out in vain
you don't feel his pain
you don't feel his pain

traffic on a sunday
makes life like a monday
what r the fucker's
doin' on the road
sunday driver
won't be told
coz he's full o' shit
traffic on a sunday
makes life like a monday
what r the fucker's
doin' on the road
sunday driver
won't be told
coz he's full o' shit
traffic on a sunday
makes life like a monday
what r the fucker's
doin' on the road
sunday driver
won't be told
coz he's full o' shit
Track Name: Move on Out the Door
Move on Out the Door
Steve Blaque

roll
play hard
sun shine on you
pick up
before
character
out that door

out
how you're paid
do the cash
fuck yer lay
gun hire
just for temp
live or die
fuck yer government
play gay
menoige de trois
abnormal
who the fuck's a star

chorus
livin' in a convenience store
fractured world
ha, that's the call
violence everywhere
time to kill
get out that door
to a life where you can breathe
fuck the pimps and the sleeze
there's still that one more score
then it's
move on out that door


friends work
to get ahead
pressure builds
then they're dead

on the board
directly to jail
without cash
wait for bail

in and out
no one gets hurt
just a job
get up
and go to work

chorus
livin' in a convenience store
fractured world
ha, that's the call
violence everywhere
time to kill
get out that door
post chorus
to a life where you can breathe
fuck the pimps and the sleeze
there's still that one more score
then it's
move on out that door

coda refrain
ain't no point to stick around
nothin' left for you in this here town
pack up yer tools time to roll
wander this world n' find your soul
ain't no point to stick around
nothin' left for you in this here town
pack up yer tools time to roll
wander this world n' find your soul

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