Songs

As one of my biggest influences, Buddy Holly is kinda special to me, his were the first songs I mastered when learning to play the guitar. When I was young I did listen to those Rock n Roll records like I say in the song. Sat in the spare bedroom with an old record player watching the 45’s drop down onto the deck and the needle jump in and out. 

This song is imagining what it would have been like to be in a Buddy Holly and The Crickets tribute band. Having such a great time turned everyday into a Holly Day.

HOLLY DAY

When I was young, I played my rock ’n’ roll records
I loved them all but only one struck a chord
I fronted a band that long hot summer
That same summer that I met your momma

Hey Hey / Ho Ho / Hey Hey

Those ballrooms so friendly and warm
Just like Buddy Holly we used to perform
The fake Crickets going down a storm
Words of love, Oh Boy! and Rave On

Everyday was a Holly Day
Everyday was a Holly Day
And everybody loved Buddy’s True Loves Ways
And everyday was a Holly Day

Hey Hey / Ho Ho / Hey Hey

The band, Cindy Lou and me in the car
My daddy bought me a Stratocaster guitar
I’d wear horn rimmed glasses wherever we’d go
We’d tear it up putting on a rock ’n’ roll show

Everyday was a Holly Day
Everyday was a Holly Day
And everybody loved Buddy’s True Loves Ways
And everyday was a Holly Day

Hey Hey / Ho Ho / Hey Hey

Just you know why was so important to me
I loved that music, It’s So Easy
Every night playing the understudy
Worshiping my hero the real Buddy

I always took great pride
Making sure the music never died
Knowing it’s not going to Fade Away
It Doesn’t Matter Anymore, That’ll Be The Day

Everyday was a Holly Day
Everyday was a Holly Day
And everybody loved Buddy’s True Loves Ways
And everyday was a Holly Day

Hey Hey / Ho Ho / Hey Hey
And everyday was a Holly Day

Sat on the train going to work one day, just looking out the window day dreaming. I saw an engraving in a railway track say 2>21. It made me think that 2 into 21 doesn't go, make 21 someone's house number and add a couple, hear what happened!

2 INTO 21

You talked me into buying a home
Somewhere we shut the door and be on our own
We choose the place and we did the move
The big commitment what’s it going to prove

And the door number was number 21
What the hell have we done, hon?
Two into 21 don’t go
Two into 21, no, no, no, no

Our own space for us to argue
21 ain’t the place for us two
Your friends are here all night and day
And you don’t lift a finger to pay your way

The door number was number 21
What the hell have we done, hon?
Two into 21 don’t go
Two into 21, no, no, no, no

You only want get away from your folks
Forget to tell me about all those other blokes
Your little plan was way to crafty
Our home baby is just to draughty

I must have been fed faulty data
I should have used a calculator
Two into 21 can’t be done

I must have been fed faulty data
I should have used a calculator
Two into 21 just can’t be done

Two into 21
Two into 21
Two into 21
Two into 21

You never told me that you snore
Sort of thing you just don’t know before
Two plus one it makes three
That’s you, your friends and little old me

And the door number was number 21
What the hell have we done, hon?
Two into 21 don’t go
Two into 21, no, no, no, no

Two into 21
Never can be done

I used to see the same girl on the train to London everyday, she looked like Buffy The Vampire Slayer. She was beautiful, but I was a geeky songwriter with my walkman on and notebook. What was I going to do?
(This was years before the book and movie with the same name came out.)

THERE'S A GIRL ON THE TRAIN

Every morning its the same
I rush to the station to catch that train
Cause I love her / Cause I love her
It amazes me it must be fate
In though the door walks my dream date
And I love her / I love her
Days and weeks every morning and night
I want to get to know her, just hold her tight
Cause I love her / Cause I love her

There’s a girl on the train
I don’t know her name
But I love her
I love her

Can’t wait for Monday just to see her again
Rush to the platform, sunshine or rain
Cause I love her / Cause I love her
Tuesday, oh no, she’s sat at my side
How my gonna talk to her I need some kind of guide
And I love her / I love her
Gonna talk to her Wednesday, gonna say hello
What if she blanks me only one way to know
Cause I love her / Cause I love her

There’s a girl on the train
I don’t know her name
But I love her
I love her

I arrive at the station, with great anticipation
Just to see you waiting, hesitating
Hope our love ain’t off the tracks
Playing my loving, my brain you tax
And I’m pounding along I’m scraping the rails
I’m nervous, pathetic I’m chewing my nails
The ticket inspector says tickets please
I say one way to heaven with that girl there the tease
Cause I love her / I love her

There’s a girl on the train
I don’t know her name
But I love her
I love her

I wrote her a letter, as my love is unknown
She’s missing on Thursday my hearts like a stone
I love her / I love her
Talk to her quickly, forever you’ll seek
It’s Fridays today that's end of the week
And you love her / You love her
I’ll try to forget her, make a new start
I ain’t got a chance, she written into my heart
I said I love her / I love her

She’s my girl on train
I don’t know her name
But I love her
I love her

I heard her she’s leaving, no train no more
Now come on its over, pick yourself off the floor
It’s all over / It’s all over
The doors are opening, she’s heading off home
I’ve blown it, I’m desperate I’m left all alone
Alone / Alone
But hey, though the window, a note floats in
Please call me, her phone number, her love I can win
Cause she loves me / She loves me / She loves me

There’s a girl on the train
Now I know her name
And she loves me

Around the time I started writing songs my family and friends used to use an old Irish saying, ‘moryah’. We used this in conversation as a slang term for when we wanted to express something was made up, pretend or if we doubted the truth of something. The fact my band didn't really exist (and still doesn't) I thought I could use a bad spelling of this word as my band name. This has changed over the years to me using it as the name I write songs under.
I then wrote this song about a girl who wanted to tease her boyfriend to test how much he really loves her. Was she just pretending to love him, he had his doubts.

MOR-E-AH

Your love for him was mor-e-ah
I thought I'd finally gone to far
You laughed at me, told me not to cry
You’s only testing our love... why?

And my heart told me you were no love cheater
Even so my heart on the edge did teeter
But you came home at last
Said we’re gonna make the past the past
We’re gonna make the past the past

Mor-e-ah
Mor-e-ah

Spent all night in some seedy bar
Trying to drink away the mor-e-ah
And across the room you appear
My doubts and fears all disappear
My doubts and fears all disappear

Mor-e-ah
Mor-e-ah

I shouldn’t have cried, I knew better
I’d even sat myself down and written my goodbye letter
My emotional baggage in the boot of the car
Thank god, his love for you was only mor-e-ah

And as the tears fell on the nightly star
I couldn’t tell real life from the mor-e-ah
To have you back I thank god above
No more forever mor-e-ah love
No more forever mor-e-ah love

Love, mor-e-ah
Love, love, mor-e-ah