by Martin Newell on album Teatime Asortment

by Niels van Gogh on album One Way Out

Like a black bullet fired from a gun Like a cold criminal who's on the run Like a full stop pressure drop I knew more than I shouldn't lie I knew that the game had just begun No way out... Like the

by Martin Newell on album The Greatest Living Englishman

When I was young Dark were the trees Houses are now where there once were fields And summers were long The trains ran on steam I was a boy from the home counties "And don't drop your aitches" my mum

by Martin Newell on album The Greatest Living Englishman

In liberty bags and pink carnations And whistle from Savile Row I measured my life in invitations But it seems a long time ago Ah, some you win, some you lose I never had those guilty blues How they

by Martin Newell on album The Greatest Living Englishman

Every picture tells a story Follow while you can There's a cardboard box for everything But this one holds a man I don't believe the TV screen I can't think this is real And I really cannot help the w

by Kedr Livanskiy feat. Martin Newell on album Ariadna

Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare h

by Martin Newell on album Songs from the Station Hotel

There were horses up on the hill There were horses up on the hill She remembered Watching them earlier on Silver they shone in the sun Watching them earlier on Silver they shone in the sun And a mist

by Martin Newell on album Songs from the Station Hotel

One summer evening falling When all the birds stop calling And pavements sparkle in the rain Your memory may uncover Some aspect of a lover Seen like a scarecrow from a train Drowned in all their drea

by Martin Newell on album Songs from the Station Hotel

Don't call today I'm not here Well not really, maybe I am I don't wanna talk to anyone now The black dog comes round And he hounds me Until I'm wondering blind And clouds have come down All over my mi

by Martin Newell on album Songs from the Station Hotel

Our homes go up in rows like Toblerones Next to the Colne As we are shown And the gardens are the stamps On the whole affair Styled with care As we're aware It's spring time Over the Georgian square I

by Martin Newell on album The Light Programme

by Martin Newell on album The Light Programme

by Martin Newell on album The Light Programme

by Martin Newell on album The Light Programme

by Martin Newell on album The Light Programme

Maybe it seems right Now I leave my change On your dressing table every night The days go by, the world spins on And I forget Just how I'd spend my time In Bohemian evenings Before the bombshell that

by Martin Newell on album The Light Programme

Maybe it seems right Now I leave my change On your dressing table every night The days go by, the world spins on And I forget Just how I'd spend my time In Bohemian evenings Before the bombshell that

by Martin Newell on album The Light Programme

by Martin Newell on album The Light Programme

by Martin Newell on album The Light Programme

by Martin Newell on album The Light Programme