Live at Chateau Blanc

by Roadside Poppies

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How do you do a live EP in France with half the band in Denmark and the keyboard player in Cambridge? Easy- play all the instruments yourself and make it sound as Danish as possible. All the songs were written and recorded in 3 days at Chateau Blanc without an audience which is where you come in!

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released 12 December 2009
Written and performed by Martin White

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Track Name: I've Just Been Told That a Woman Fancies Me
I've just been told that a woman fancies me
I've just been told that its Christmas Day
So if you please I will raise a toast to me
Three cheers hip hip hooray

So call the undertaker mother
And put my funeral on hold
Yeah tell the undertaker mother
That I'm too young to be old

I've just been told that a woman fancies me
And there'll be peace in Palestine
If someone up there has it in for me
Its nice to know down here it's fine

So call the undertaker mother
And put my funeral on hold
Yeah tell the undertaker mother
That I'm too young to be old

I don't what her first name is
Or her surname or where she lives
Her friends or her acquantainces
I hope she really does exist
And I don't know where she goes at night
If she has glasses or clear sight
The food that whets her appetite
The clothes she wears, the films she likes

I've just been told that the woman fancies me
I've just been told that the world won't end
I've been informed things are looking good for me
I can't wait to tell my girlfriend

So call the undertaker mother
And put my funeral on hold
Yeah tell the undertaker mother
That I'm too young to be old

Is she blond or a brunette?
Does she like cats or dogs as pets?
Does she cherish or regret
Things that haven't happened yet?
And does she get annoyed at stuff
And spend the weekend in a huff
Decide she's finally had enough
And leave me with the babyyyyyyy aaaiiieeeeeeeeee!
Track Name: If You Can't Have Him Have Me
Ah girl I know you keep your standards high
But he ignores you and you want to die, I don't know why
He never looks at you
You might as well be see through
And I can't stand to see you cry

So if you can't have him, have me
Yeah if you can't have him, have me

When he stops talking he stops thinking
When he stops thinking he starts drinking as you sink into despair
He never looks at you
He doesn't care like I do
And I can't stand to see you cry

if you can't have him, have me
if you can't have him, have me
if you can't have him have ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
yeah have ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Ah girl I know he kicks the ball so well
You dream a day will come when he will tell you are his belle
But he never looks at you
You might as well be see through
But I know how to make things swell

If you can't have him have me
if you can't have him have ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Track Name: Where The Sand Meets The Snow
I'm heading out where koalas dressed as beefeaters keep watch at Scotland Yard
And the Queen greets happy possums for the changing of the guard
Oh, what a card!
Out where the sand meets the snow

At ten o clock a golden shouldered parrot will be joined by a crow
To see Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds play the songs of Status Quo
Oh, what a show!
Out where the sand meets the snow

In the bar, a girl with missing wisdom teeth and ruffles on her skirt
Talks to an animated gentleman in cap and paisley shirt
Oh, what a flirt!
Out where the sand meets the snow