Tell Me That We're Human

by Connor Kelly

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Tell Me That We're Human

Connor Kelly has been writing and performing music for 7 years. His first band - The Red Medicine has success locally around his home town in Derry and the rest of Northern Ireland. In 2009, he released the album Damian, with the Red Medicine. Damian only had one run of discs and was quite unsuccessful. Since then, Connor has recorded his signature track - Tell Me That We're Human - among others. the success of this song, and the punk rant - Mad as Hell - spurred Connor on to release a solo album. This album includes Connors solo work plus some of the music from the (now unavailable) Damian.

Connor has been described variously as the 'bastard love child of Patti Smith and Gerry Lee Lewis', as guilty of 'scalp tingling performances' and 'uncompromised and uncompromising'.

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released 21 January 2013
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Connor Kelly Londonderry, UK

Connor Kelly is a musician and poet from Derry in Northern Ireland. Having been performing for many years he has released his debut solo work - Tell Me That We're Human in this year. Currently, he is working on a new collection of poems and new musical collaborations. ... more

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Track Name: Tell Me That We're Human
TELL ME THAT WE'RE HUMAN

Hold me in your arms love,
Tell me it's alright,
Tell me that there's something,
Cause to live and cause to die.
Tell me that you'll hold me
Till the storm has passed
Till the clouds of want are scattered
And we're free at last

Tell me that we're human
Tell me that we're human
Tell me that you love me

And distances, conditions
Pull true lovers to and fro,
Till the soil becomes so arrid,
That there's nowhere love can grow
For each man kills the thing he loves
And each man has to die
Factory existence lifetime
To the workhouse in the sky

Tell me that we're human
Tell me that we're human
Tell me that you love me

And generation ketamine
Has tranquilised our hearts
Quelled the fire in our bellies
Leaving only a few sparks
There will be nothing left but
Individuality
The great mantra of the rulers
But the priveledge of the few

Tell me that we're human
Tell me that we're human
Tell me that you love me

But I hope I am a futurist
Not a relic of past ideas
Cause if we don't make a change soon
I see streams of blood and tears
But we can turn those sparks into
Bonfires that rage
From Cairo to Madrid
Kill the blood-lust of an age,
Hold me in your arms love,
Tell me it's alright,
Tell me that there's something,
Cause to live and cause to die.
Tell me that you'll hold me
Till the storm has passed
Till the clouds of want are scattered
And we're free at last

Tell me that we're human
Tell me that we're human
Tell me that you love me

Word and music copyright Connor Kelly 2012 - all rights reserved.
Track Name: What Do I Care
What Do I Care

Her eyes are so lonely. her face is so old,
One to many winters, her hands are too cold.
She'll be sleeping tomorrow, in a cradle of pine,
They'll say, look at the sky, and you'll see her light shine.
The church bells are ringing, the altar is set,
But I wonder how long they're gonna take to forget,
So I kneel down beside her, maybe I'll say a prayer,
But I know in my heart that I really don't care at all!

She's better in death, tere's no need to grieve,
Now her eyes have no malice, no foul words to breath,
Yeah what do I care, she's nothing at all,
We've all gotta go there, we're all gonna fall.

I tell all the folks, in the town where I live,
I've got so much to offer, I've got so much to give.
And the people reply, that they'll help me get there,
But I know in my heart, that they really don't care at all!

Yeah what do I care, it's a shit town to live,
It's got nothing to offer, and nothing to give,
I've gotta get away, away from this place,
These wonderful people and their smothering embrace.

Yeah what do I care, they're all empty lies,
You can't hear my calling, you can't hear my cries,
I've gotta wake up, I've got to be real,
I just want some solace, I just wanna feel.
So give me some food, give me so drink,
There's a fire in my head and I can't sleep a wink
I'm going to starve, I'm going to die,
Don't cut my feathers, please let me fly....

La, la, la, la......

Word and music copyright Connor Kelly 2012 - all rights reserved.
Track Name: Damian
DAMIAN

he silently stares at me adjusting me to his version of reality he slipped in through some point in my iris and at once became a virus infecting my brain and his breath smells of jd its lulling me into an early vanilla memory and his hips hips hips and his lips lips lips and his fingertips on my lips and my hips and we move and swirl to the undecided soundtrack of the dying of the world now I hear thunder yes its pouring and im flyin high up into that lightning infected sky to die and hes a slicin and dicin and dicin and slicin and slicin and dicin me up with his hand on my chest and my head in the clouds I wanna break through i wanna burst out i wanna build my new mind i wanna tell this boy he is one he is raw animal fantastic human core he will not know it he will not know it even when the mad queer dances naked in front of him screaming stop howling to the past no answer will come from there i wanna i wanna i wanna i wanna want to sound my own not a pale imitation of a beat de beat de beat de beat de beat man beat rhythm beat generation i wanna call number scribbles down dirty on toilet wall run my hands along bare beautiful backsides of brazen boys slim and taught and he falls down on the bed his head full of uncertainties possibilities perfume fills his lungs like some sumptuous solvent skin is milk full and thick rich warm and flowing I am going I am going and the truth enters in the truth enters in asshole crowned in one crazy spiritual explosion jesus buddha ginsberg and god mixed up in that mangled musty delicious stench of sodomy!

Words and music copyright Connor Kelly 2012 - all rights reserved.
Track Name: Apocalypse Now
Apocalypse Now

Is there anybody out there,
Who can satisy this need
Is there anybody out there,
Who can satisfy this greed.

Doomed within a single hour
Razing to the ground
I can feel the very earth itself
Shaking at the sound

It is repeated and repeated
Apocalypse now! Apocalypse now!
And I believe it, and I believe it
Apocalypse now! Apocalypse now!

If my heart was to give in now
And my body waste away
I will travel with the river
And fade into the day


Doomed within a single hour
Razed us to the ground
I can feel the very earth itself
Shaking at the sound

It is repeated and repeated
Apocalypse now! Apocalypse now!
And I believe it, and I believe it
Apocalypse now! Apocalypse now!

It is repeated and repeated
Apocalypse now! Apocalypse now!
And I believe it, and I believe it
Apocalypse now! Apocalypse now!

You better be ready, you better be ready..........



Words and Music copyright Connor Kelly 2012 - all rights reserved.
Track Name: Sister
Sister

Sister, sister, heard the word,
And an angel pierced her with a sword.
It slides across he neck.
At once a quivering wreck.
Each time he drove it in,
The blood trickled o-er her skin.

I look up, I see Jesus, strung above me,
Begging for blasphemy, he say,
Boy it's time for you to stand, time to,
Be a man!
Put behind you all you've been taught
Against which your flesh has fought.

Sister, sister, on the ground
Rolling around, ecstatic nun.
Where is your Lord? Where is your Lord?
Where is my Lord?
And each time he drove it in,
The blood trickled o-er her skin,
Dripping softly, christening the chapel floor.


Sister, sister, heard the word,
And an angel pierced her with a sword.
It slides across he neck.
At once a quivering wreck.
Each time he drove it in,
The blood trickled o-er her skin.
Dripping softly, christening the chapel floor.



Words and music copyright Connor Kelly 2012 - all rights reserved.
Track Name: Mad As Hell
Mad As Hell


I'm angry! Mad as hell - and I'm not gonna
Take this anymore.
I'm angry! Mad as hell - and I'm not gonna
Take this anymore.
I'm angry! Mad as hell - and I'm not gonna
Take this anymore.
I'm angry! Mad as hell - and I'm not gonna
Take this -

And when the moth light, half light beast
Stumbles and tumbles from his tower of blood,
Screaming like a whacked child, crying out for
Mercy, empathy, redemption, sympathy,
I'll kick him in the groin, I'll kick him in the groin,
I'll kick him in his private parts, I'll kick him in the groin.
And all the bankers politicians, cower about
His bleeding balls, scraping with their fingernails,
Scraping at the walls,
Trying to find some part of it that
Made it all worth while, trying to
Catch a falling euro note, and stuff it in their pile.
Trying to fuck us up the ass, with their barbed wire cocks.
They'll fuck us in the hospitals, they'll fuck us on the docks.
And I say "Please master, please master -
-Don't fuck me anymore"
"I'll fuck you on the table boy -
-I'll fuck you on the floor.
I'll fuck you till your cash runs out,
I'll fuck you till your dry,
I'll fuck you till your food runs out,
I'll fuck you till you cry,
I'll fuck you till you think, that a fuck I'll fuck no more
Then I'll fuck you even harder boy, I'll fuck you out the door,
To the street!" "Sorry lad, repossession notice,
Time to lick the gutters, you're officially homeless,
Sorry it's the law, you can't argue with that,
The tigers home in India, you'll have to take the flack,
You know that what goes up, must come down
What goes up, must come down
What goes up, must come down
No! No! No! No!

I'm angry! Mad as hell - and I'm not gonna
Take this anymore.
I'm angry! Mad as hell - and I'm not gonna
Take this anymore.
I'm angry! Mad as hell - and I'm not gonna
Take this anymore.
I'm angry! Mad as hell - and I'm not gonna
Take this -

And now these bourgeois pigs, are breathing down my neck,
Their capitalist stench breath rotating in incomparable,
Washing machine feeling in my gut, nausea,
Swirling and swirling, faster and faster,
An evil vibrating anger!
Rising through my heart and throat,
Seeping through my brain.
Exploding from skull in a torrent of music
And hatred, and rhythm and words!
So now they take my right from me, I cannot speak my mind,
Any blasphemous odes, will be summarily underlined,
Then fined, then banned, then discredited,
By some ass in a suit who knows nothing of life
Or love or beauty or art,
Or the wonder in the holiness of now.
Who knows fear and money and fear and money,
And fear and money and fear and money,
And fear and money and fear and money
What are you gonna do about it?!
What are we gonna do?!
What are you gonna do about it?!
What are we gonna do?!
Take to the streets - organise!
Take to the streets - organise!
Dublin, Athens, Rome Berlin - We will fight! We will win!
Dublin, Athens, Rome Berlin - We will fight! We will win!
Brian Cowen, David Cameron, up against the wall.
Brian Cowen, David Cameron, up against the wall.


I'm angry! Mad as hell - and I'm not gonna
Take this anymore.
I'm angry! Mad as hell - and I'm not gonna
Take this anymore.
I'm angry! Mad as hell - and I'm not gonna
Take this anymore.
I'm angry! Mad as hell - and I'm not gonna
Take this anymore!



Words and music copyright Connor Kelly 2012 - all rights reserved.