The Secret Seal Of The Bear Chronicles

Down in the Owl Light

People dance and sway and act
Like they’re in a trance
People take a chance

To dance

Regardless of any circumstance

That brings them here
Not just the whiskey, not just the beer
But to dance, dance, dance!
The Snake Pit, the Cat Cauldron
Of all the world's goings on

They come here to dance and dance
To take chance

On romance
And dance, dance, dance!

Dr John likes Drumming
And the Drums call all
To join in the dance
Whirl, dance and prance
To honour ancient beliefs
With enjoyment and release
Dr John, Dr John, is drumming

All the World is strumming
To the Drum’s refrain
In that sacred rain

You do what you believe in
And it matters a lot
Because your world
Is all you've got
When you go out
And get about a bit
You see more of it
Than you do if you stay in
The house
Like a mouse

Street Walking

Down the dusty streets
Your thoughts go
Swirling, feelings all
Twirling inside
You can't hide
You're in love with
That apprehension
Of Going out

On the town
You don't feel down

Or out
You want to laugh
You've freshened up
In your bath
Now you're ready, steady, go!
But for what exactly
You can't even imagine
Or begin to know...

You've got mail today
Its Friday, you're happy
You're dressing snappy
Your sandals strappy
Your mouth bent in a
Secret smile
Going that extra mile
Make up done
You've told your mum
You're going out

All the pubs are grouped together
And you don't know in which to go
You want the best
More fashionable than all the rest
The pub with the nice façade
Pretty candy stripe
Stay at the club all night
Borrow a toothbrush
Worry about tomorrow
When it's there
You really don't
But -have a care...