Every Time (You’ll Think Of Me)


Should you spy a photobooth,
smile because you have the proofs.
Black ‘n’ white drunk memories.

Every time: You’ll think of me.

Every time you taste champagne.
When you’re caught out in the rain,
English summer afternoon tea.

Every Time: You’ll think of me.

Every time you hear our song,
catch yourself ask “What went wrong?”
Givin’ yourself the third degree.

Every time: You’ll think of me.

Every night you disco dance,
shake-a-leg in your hot pants ‘n’
sing along to songs off key.

Every time: You’ll think of me.

Every time you hear my name,
all those bacchanalia days,
with everyone and nobody.

Every time: You’ll think of me.

Every time you pass a church,
bittersweet pangs of pain and hurt,
take my hand on bended knee.

Every time: You’ll think of me.

Day-in, day-out, daybreak, night fall,
I’ll be there hauntin’ your soul.
Whilst you’re awake, whilst you sleep.

Every time: You’ll think of me.

Crazy, crazy tin-foil hat.
Devil’s luck and four black cats.
Illuminati. Double three.

Every time: You’ll think of me.

Yeah every time, just like a curse,
from new-born babe to slow black hearse,
Twenty-four seven three sixty-five,
you won’t find closure from past times.
‘cos I’m in every thing you see,
try as you might can’t forget me.
Forever in your family tree,
look at your child who do you see?
I’ll tell you something true ‘n’ free:

Every time: You’ll think of me.

Every tick ‘n’ every tock
every day from every clock.
Each passing second I’ll guarantee.

Every time: You’ll think of me.

©28.10.2019 Andrew Robert Chapman


Every time you throw a dart,
miss the board and miss my heart.
‘cos never win is 123.

Every Time: You’ll think of me.

Should you pass a photobooth,
smile because you own/have the proofs.
look at your son and who do you see?
Twenty-four seven and all four seasons,
you won’t find closure from my treason.
Crazy maybe tin-foil hat.
Black ‘n’ white I’ll guarantee.
smile because I told the truth.
in hindsight know I told the truth.
hear someone tell bitter truth.
will you smile despite the pain?
your day will never be the same.
lost in helladonic haze
mind cast back to happier days.
think of bacchanalia days,
‘cos I’m in every thing you see,
I’m half-way in your family tree.
look at your son and you see me.
pretend you’re happy an’ carefree.
The taunting shadows you may see me.
All seven ways from last Sunday.
All seven ways from moon till Sunday.

agree
misery
listen to my rock CDs.
out of my tree.
Every time: You’ll think of me.

When you’re rockin’ at a concert,
cashin’ in on someone’s bad bets
lie and soakin’ sweat.
x x x and soaked in x sweat.

take in a rock concert x
Every time you’re all at sea.

You won’t know whether to laugh or cry,
I’ll be back to haunt you, ‘n’ you know why.


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