Category: poetry

Inspired by Sorrow from Bad Religion. Reimagined what it might sound like as a road song done by John Hiatt (Verse 1) In the city where the darkness meets the night, I’m a troubadour with a heart aching to fight Lost souls wandering through the streets, In the shadows where the loneliness meets. (Pre-Chorus) There's … Continue reading Serenade – Lyrics from Outcasts, Rebels, Hobos and Bards

Inspired by Short Skirt, Long Jacket by Cake. Re-imagined what it might sound like had Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds done the song.  (Verse 1) In the shadowed alleyways where the streetlights flicker, There's a tale unfolding, a mysterious figure. A silhouette in moonlight, dancing with the night, Wearing a dark suit, chasing the … Continue reading Noir Melody – Lyrics from Outcasts, Rebels, Hobos and Bards

Inspired by Come on Eileen by Dexys. Midnight Runners. Re-imagined what it might sound like as if done by Bob Dylan. (Verse 1) Well, in this town of troubadours, Where the streets echo with folk lore, There's a girl named Shireen, With a twirl and a sheen, Dancin' through the moonlit core. (Chorus) Come down … Continue reading Shireen – Lyrics from Outcasts, Rebels, Hobos and Bards

Inspired by REM’s Losing My Religion. Re-imagined in what I think Tom Waits might have done, had he wrote this as a blues song. (Verse 1) In the quiet of the moonlight, where shadows dance on my soul, A folk tale unfolds, a story untold, a melody taking control. A journey through the heartache, a … Continue reading Walking Through My Theologies – Lyrics from Outcasts, Rebels, Hobos and Bards

Inspired by ZZ Top’s La Grange. Re-imagined in what I think it might sound as a jazz song. (Verse 1) In the heart of the city where the barflies dream, A jazz club's buzzing with a rhythmic gleam. The streets are alive with a soulful exchange, In the spirit of a pleasure house, we rearrange. … Continue reading Jazz on the Range – Lyrics from Outcasts, Rebels, Hobos and Bards

Inspired by The Travelling Wilburys’ Tweeter and the Monkey Man. Re-imagined in what I think ZZ Top might have done, had he wrote this song. (Verse 1) Well, down in Texas, where the blues winds blow, There's a tale 'bout Tweeter, and the Monkey man we know. In a dusty town, where the guitars moan, … Continue reading Texas Tweeter – Lyrics from Outcasts, Rebels, Hobos and Bards

Inspired by The Police’s Synchronicity. Re-imagined in what I think it might sound as a folk song. (Verse 1) In the tapestry of time, where threads entwine, A dance of fate and chance, in the grand design. Whispers of synchronicity, echoing through the night, A cosmic ballet, weaving shadows into light. (Chorus) The rhythm of … Continue reading Synchronicities – Lyrics from Outcasts, Rebels, Hobos and Bards

Inspired by Sting’s Dead Man’s Boots. Re-imagined in what I think it might sound like as a jazzy Beat Poet’s lullaby. In the dim-lit alleys of the city's heartbeat, I stroll in the rhythm of shadows on the street. Beneath the neon glow, where dreams and despair meet, I find myself, a wanderer, in these … Continue reading The Dead Man’s Boots – Lyrics from Outcasts, Rebels, Hobos and Bards

Inspired by Big Head Todd & The Monster’s Bittersweet. Re-imagined in what I think Tom Waits might have done, had he wrote this song. (Verse 1) Well, the night is wearing shadows, like a coat that's worn and old, And the streetlights flicker, casting stories to be told. I'm sittin' on this barstool, with a … Continue reading Bittersweet Blues – Lyrics from Outcasts, Rebels, Hobos and Bards

Inspired by William Golding’s Lord of the Flies. Re-imagined in what I think Nick Cave might have done as a punk song. (Verse 1) In the heart of darkness, on an island so wild, A tale unfolds, of a twisted exile, Little boys lost, with no rules to abide, Lord of the Flies, where innocence … Continue reading Punker’s Origin – Lyrics from Outcasts, Rebels, Hobos and Bards