I don't know if you can see the changes that have come over me In these last few days I've been afraid that I might drift away So I've been telling old stories, singing songs that make me think about where I came from And that's the reason why I seem so far away today But let me tell you that I love you, that I think about you all the time Caledonia you're calling me and now I'm going home But if I should become a stranger you know that it would make me more than sad Caledonia's been everything I've ever had I have moved and I've kept on moving, proved the points that I needed proving Lost the friends that I needed losing, found others on the way I have kissed the ladies and left them crying, stolen dreams, yes there's no denying I have travelled hard, sometimes with conscience flying somewhere with the wind Now I'm sitting here before the fire, the empty room, the forest choir The flames that couldn't get any higher, well they've withered, now they've gone But I'm steady thinking, my way is clear and I know what I will do tomorrow When the hands have shaken and the kisses flow, well I will disappear

Run Little Emu - Christopher Clark, c. 1985 Run little Emu, after your father Run little Emu, car’s coming You know you’ll never get past him Or ever outlast him A beep on your horn Only makes his running stronger And his striding even longer Drops Of Brandy - Christopher Clark, c. 1990s Give me a bottle or two Or even a glass if it’s handy I’ll take a measure for pleasure But give me some drops of brandy Even a tot has its bottle And children think orange is dandy Older ones cheer for a beer Til they taste a few drops of brandy Sometimes I’m craving for food And sometimes for love when I’m randy Sometimes a song or a gamble But always for drops of brandy Smartphone - Clark Gormley, 2016 Take your smartphone out Tap the screen lock code and then Check your calendar Look at your reminders and Read your SMS Listen to a song and then Send an SMS Switch to silent mode and then Turn the wifi on Check your social media Turn the sound back on Click a youtube link and then Post a photograph Then update your status and Turn the wifi off And then you lock the phone again Then wonder how you ever Managed life without it and Why this device has Such a power over you So you decide enough’s Enough, and then you put the thing Back in your pocket Then you do it all again Come The Global Calamity - Paul Spencer, 2002 Watching telly hypnotically, spending money neurotically, Making choices robotically, turning into a slave, School to make me employable, work to make me reliable, Just when life gets enjoyable, lay me into my grave. Come the global calamity, markets crashing dramatically, Final show of insanity, time to start anew, People starving to death even over here in the West, And you won't have time for a breath but we'll all have something to do. Life is easy on benefit, drinking beer for the fun of it, Smoking weed for the Zen of it, nearly dying on smack, Try to stand on my feet but I find there's nothing to eat, And it's cold out here on the street so I soon come grovelling back. Spend the day on the phone like a dull mechanical drone, And might as well be alone 'cause I've got no time for a chat. Work till six and then leave with a lousy wage for the week, And I don't know what I've achieved but it nearly pays for my flat.