Who's driving the bus

by Sammosas

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In the summer of 2009 Keiran Moses and Chris Sammon chatted over a beer about their musical aspirations. They agreed to lose their solo identities and use 'Sammosas' as their only creative vehicle. The best part of a year later 'Who's Driving The Bus?' was born; a collection of songs drawn from their individual back catalogues and supplemented by new material. This new sound contrasts with their previous incarnations but still retains melodies, lyrics and subject matters that are far from mainstream. Where else will you find songs about frogs, prolific wheelchair bound readers, lap dancers, rape and stunt men? No? We couldn't think of anywhere else either.

Sammosas April 2010

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released 06 April 2010

All words, lyrics and music by Keiran Moses and Chris Sammon.

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Track Name: just kiss me
Lilly pads are not so bad you'll see
If you would only lay a while with me
One kiss is all it would take
For you, my dear, this spell to break
See past the webbed feet and slimy green skin
And look to the heart of the man that's within
Just kiss me, oh kiss me
Moths and flies for supper aint so bad
If moths and flies are all you ever had
I've eaten roast beef and I’ve tasted chips
That's why princess I need your lips
So get down on all fours and give me a snog
Help this lost soul escape out this frog
Just kiss me, oh kiss me
I’m hoping today is the day that you’ll come to me
Left notes in bull rushes for you to see
Sunset and I wait in the pond
For eyes that are blue and for hair that is blonde
You kneel down and kiss me, to your chagrin
Your long lost ex-boyfriend leaps out from frog skin
You kissed me, you kissed me
Track Name: You're perfect
You’re the blonde brunette that’s just my type
The kind of tall short girl I like
Untidy locks with perfect symmetry
With your summer suits and winter boots
You’re sure to keep me in cahoots
I’m certain you’re the only one for me
When we talk it through, I will say to you
The one thing that I must get off my mind
I wouldn’t change a thing about you; you’re perfect
I wouldn’t change a single thing; let’s not waste time
Your chaos is so organised
There’s brilliance in those vacant eyes
You’re everything and nothing all the same
A calmness raging like a storm
An icy wind to keep me warm
Trivial yet vital as a game
When you talk to me, I will help you see
That nothing needs adjusting in your life
I wouldn’t change a thing about you; you’re perfect
I wouldn’t change a single thing; let’s not waste time
Leave insecurities behind
Your hair looks great your clothes are fine
Your conversation sparkles bright
To be with you’s a true delight
No I wouldn’t change a thing about you; you’re perfect
I wouldn’t change a single thing; let’s not waste time
Track Name: Who's driving the bus?
the narrow streets,
the cobbled hands.
the smiling faces understand
for 20 years it’s been their place
to cough and crawl and go to waste.
dresden loved you
fought for my blood,
crawled from the gutter
when i could.
for 20 years it’s been my place
to cough and crawl and go to waste.
so who’s driving the bus
should it be one of us?
would you let me off at the next stop?
who’s driving the bus
should it be one of us?
would you let me off at the next stop?
i die for life
and hope for hope
marylyn watches
dogs on the rope.
for 20 years it’s been her place
to cough and crawl and go to waste.
the ruined life,
the holy man
the overlord
understands
for 20 years it’s been this way
to cough and charm and go to waste
Track Name: You never look like that at work
Picture the PC screen after one of my all night benders
Can’t believe who I’ve seen in basque, fishnets and suspenders.
You never look like that at work; plain jumper and a frumpy skirt
You never look like that at work ‘cos if you did I’m sure I’d quench my thirst
8 am at my desk try your extension but your phone is engaged
Once again, I confess, I take a peek at your risqué homepage
You never look like that at work; my hormones would’ve gone berserk
You never look like that at work ‘cos if you did I’m sure I’d quench my thirst
It’s driving me crazy; and I can’t concentrate
I wonder if, maybe, we could go on a date?
But, I how can I tell you, what it was that got my attention?
I could lie, as well to, ‘cos the truth’s too rich to mention
You never look like that at work; some might call it an unpaid perk
You never look like that at work ‘cos if you did I’m sure I’d notice
You never look like that at work; I thought you were an introvert
You never look like that at work; cos if you did I’m sure I’d quench e my thirst
Track Name: At least nobody died
Dug yourself into a hole
Feel the pressure on all sides
You were never in control
But at least nobody died
In the sober light of day
All you have lost is your pride
Aspirations gone astray
But at least nobody died
Even tho’ you cried at least nobody died
Cut you deep inside
At least nobody died
Does it matter if you fall, should you run away and hide
Hell you cannot win ‘em all, but at least nobody died
In your mind you couldn’t lose, should you bother to have tried
Sulk and hole up in your room, look at least nobody died
Even tho’ you cried at least nobody died
Cut you deep inside
At least nobody died
Track Name: When she reads
Perfect room, paperback in hand.
Turns the pages of her only friend
She don’t care in her mind she’s free
She can do anything when she reads
Looks out the window, watches children play
Used to wish that would be her one day
Mocking kids she don’t need
She can be anyone when she reads
And ‘though we sympathise
She’s not seeking pity
Oh please don’t patronise
She’s got what she needs
Looks at her shelves, all the books she’s got
Row upon row and she’s read the lot
She don’t leave the house except in her dreams
She can be anywhere when she reads
And ‘though we sympathise
She’s not seeking pity
Oh please don’t patronise
She’s got what she needs
And ‘though we sympathise
She’s not seeking pity
Oh please don’t patronise
She’s got what she needs
Easing herself closer to the bed
Getting late time to rest her head
In the moonlight her mind can see
The words alive in the books she reads
And ‘though we sympathise
She’s not seeking pity
Oh please don’t patronise
She’s got what she needs
Track Name: Fly boy fly
i read a story today.
it never made the front page.
but it jumped out from the rest,
so much pain in the text.
it turned my heart to dust,
it's from a source i trust.
i read a story today.
i read a story today.
a boy and girl find a way.
against all odds they survive,
losing their hearts but not their lives.
and though she lost it all
still in her heart she called to him
she said "fly, boy, fly.
fly, boy, fly."
i read a story today.
it never made the front page.
two kids fighting for air
each one escaped on a prayer
and what they did to her
no other crime compares
still, in her heart, she called to him
and she said
"fly, boy, fly.
fly, boy, fly.
fly, boy, fly.
fly, boy, fly."
Track Name: Family life
Wrong way on a one way street just sums me the black sheep of this whole family
You hated all my mates and the girls I took on dates your friends can’t stand me
Wonder what I could’ve been if I’d only lived the dream and gone to uni
Got a job with some big firm think of the money I would earn - not for yours truly
But when all’s said and done
I’m still your only son
family life (you could term us as dysfunctional)
family life (hoped you’d call I fear you never will)
family life (on my knees each night to pray)
family life (that I’ll be welcome in your house one day)
Standing at his grave putting flowers to his name was he my father ?
A spiteful little man who’d put his oar in when he can and cause palaver
Spelling out my worth he said that I would always shirk responsibility
He shoved me off the edge and drove a bitter wedge between you and me
But when all’s said and done
I’m still your only son
family life (you could term us as dysfunctional)
family life (hoped you’d call I fear you never will)
family life (I’m on my knees each night to pray)
family life (that I’ll be welcome in your house one day)
The flowers die no word from you is said
My calls unanswered letters burned unread
I don’t seek forgiveness for the things I’ve done
I’ll prove my worth to you although he’s gone
family life (you could term us as dysfunctional)
family life (hoped you’d call I fear you never will)
family life (I’m on my knees each night to pray)
family life (that I’ll be welcome in your house one day)
Track Name: Romeo McBride
Remember long hot summer days and sleepless summer nights?
A gap toothed smile, a dirty face and boisterous playground fights.
He just appeared one sunny day, we never questioned why.
Do you remember Romeo McBride?
He lived in a run down caravan on the common ground
No running water in the place, his clothes were hand-me-downs
We caught the same bus to school, he must’ve caught your eye
Do you remember Romeo McBride?
He sat towards the back of class, never taking notes
Took loose change and chocolate from other peoples coats
Even caught red-handed it was something he’d deny
Do you remember Romeo McBride?
Romeo, you’ve stolen what was mine
Romeo, Romeo McBride
While away the summer days, drinking in the park
We’d all go our separate ways sometime after dark
Your route was through the woods, it never crossed my mind
That you were walking with Romeo McBride
Romeo, you’ve stolen what was mine
Romeo, Romeo McBride
2 weeks on the ‘vans were gone with them our new friend
The ponies and the racing dogs never seen again
Looking back, I see it now: the reason that you cried:
Your heart was, and still is, Romeo McBride’s
Romeo, you’ve stolen what was mine
Romeo, Romeo McBride
Track Name: No more private dancing
So long to the ill lit back room,
The creaky sound system’s dull boom.
You’ve said your goodbyes, wiped the tears from your eyes
Out with the old in with the new
It’s time to begin your ascent
The journey on which you’re hell bent
Won’t be swept away with some thought for the day
‘Act in haste but, at leisure, repent’
No more private dancing
‘Tho it’s brought you far
No more private dancing
Farewell, au revoir
The girls that you worked with were sweet
They helped you get back on your feet
And what great rapport, hell who could ask for more?
Metamorphosis now is complete
And this is as good as it gets
To live dreams without fear of debt
Some turn up their nose at the path that you chose
But in truth you have no regrets
No more private dancing
Booths and strobing lights
No more private dancing
Thank you and goodnight