Steve Low

Steve Low

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  • CULT FOLLOWING
    CULT FOLLOWING
    There’s not a crowd of pilgrims at your Mecca
    But that don’t make you worse or even better
    You don’t need the adulation of all man
    All you need is just a dedicated fan
    And here I am
    I’m dressed like you
    I accent words the way you do
    You got yourself a one person cult following
    If I saw you praying at the cross
    I’d be a disciple in a frock
    I’d believe in everything you believe in
    I’d be singing the same song that you’re singing
    Chorus
    And my face it’s set like yours
    I listen to sounds you that adore
    You got yourself a one person cult following
    I could be delusional
    But I sense something spiritual
    Would come out of our loving ritual
    If you became like me devotional
    Yes we could have a love vibrational
    4 min
  • TOO LOADED
    TOO LOADED
    I’m storming out and scuffing along the road
    Had to get right outside of her zone
    Smelling gasoline and tar
    Stumbling through the rent a car yard
    And I’m thinking about the things she said
    Lying sprawled across her bed
    The empty bottles testament
    To problems we got in our heads
    It’s got too loaded
    (electric current in the air)
    Yeah it’s got to loaded
    (All this pressure hard to bear)
    Cause when she said let’s live together
    Hesitating was bad weather
    With her eyes flashing lightning strikes
    I felt the need to get right outta sight
    Cause easy come and easy go
    That’s the only way I know
    And though she’s gotten in my head
    The best one ever in my bed
    It’s got to loaded . . .
    Commitment don’t come easy to this guy
    Something ‘bout it makes me wanna fly
    But wish there was a better way
    Ain’t so nice to make her pay
    If I’s gonna settle down
    She’s the one I’d want around
    But It’s got too loaded (electric current in the air)
    Yeah it’s got to loaded (All this pressure hard to bear)
    It’s way too loaded (electric current in the air)
    Yeah it’s got to loaded (All this pressure hard to bear)
    3 min
  • PUPPET MASTER
    PUPPET MASTER
    Although you’re his in the story book
    Your face is pregnant with that look
    When you walk your hips they sway
    I catch a breath when I look your way
    Bet you wish you are one of us
    But the big dog guy demands your trust
    He’s the puppet master who makes you stay
    He pulls your strings and he has his say
    He makes you think there’s no other way
    Will you ever escape the gloves of the puppet master
    You’re drinking out of golden taps
    That’s his addiction and yours perhaps
    But when it comes to basic needs
    I think you blank hand that feeds
    Bet you spy from the upper floor
    Hear the laughter and mouthy talk
    But the puppet master makes you stay
    He pulls your strings and he has his say
    He makes you think there’s no other way
    Will you ever escape the gloves of the puppet master
    His life is his work and we work for him I know
    But your face it aches
    And your eyes are screaming let’s go
    I think you’ll snap one summer night
    His silky white gloves filling you with spite
    And I’ll be sweating in a car outside
    Motor running and hoping to fly
    And down the road kissing with our eyes
    You’ll tell me that you realize
    It’s the puppet master who makes you stay
    He pulls your strings and he has his say
    He makes you think there’s no other way
    But tonight we’re cutting the strings of the puppet master
    4 min
  • RIP OFF THE SCAB
    Rip Off the Scab
    I‘ve told you it’s you who I‘ll love forever
    And sometimes you say you know
    But then you’re ashen faced
    Your eyes go black and your lips they curl
    And I know that it’s then you’re visualizing
    The day she destroyed your world
    And you rip off the scab
    And you lay it all open
    And your bloods pouring out like a river
    Yeah you rip off the scab
    And you scream at the night
    And my body it squirms and I shiver
    Yes there in her face resignation
    Clothes strewn across the floor
    The rock of your life stuffing her case
    Cutting you raw
    And though she writes now for resurrection
    For you sorry isn’t enough
    You think that love should obey all the rules
    And those who go break them
    Are weak and they’re fools
    Yes when I’m digging deep out under the stars
    I know you’ll never take to a brand new start
    3 min
  • DREAM DESTINATION
    DREAM DESTINATION
    Dudes are asking where to go
    If you gotta choice to go
    Where to go where to go
    Somewhere funky with ya beau
    Oh Honey honey sumptious bunny
    What is your dream destination?
    Where in the world you wanna go?
    We’ll I’ll tell you babe just what I know
    My dream destination it’s you right here
    My dream destination it’s you – anywhere
    Some are junkies for the city
    London Paris they’re not picky
    I say nah I’m gonna park it
    In a wasteland like the arctic
    A mate he say oh come on please
    It’s Amsterdam and find the sleaze
    Not for him that lovin armpit
    He wanna have a lovin junket
    Me I wanna go dig deep
    Feel it wet and feel the heat
    Be taken on a dreamy ride
    I don’t care where we reside
    3 min
  • MODERN SLAVERY
    MODERN SLAVERY
    Don’t worry about a door-mat
    I’m lying here wait and see
    Want you to walk in all over me
    Want to feel your heel and toes Dbm
    The weight of you all on me
    Taking all your weight
    That will be ecstasy
    That’s modern
    That’s modern slavery
    Your wave of existence
    Carries me
    I’ll breathe your
    Breath for you
    That’s how much you mean you see
    I want to feel your flowing hair brushing by
    Across my face
    Leaving me a trailing scent
    Just a trace
    I’m going to pour the wine
    Just one glass for us to make you see
    I want to drink you right down here inside of me
    That’s modern . . .
    Yes I’m a slave to your body hey doll
    Your body speaks and I lose control
    I hang on to words from your speaking tongue
    Your words caress like a rising sun
    That’s modern
    That’s modern slavery
    Your wave of existence
    Carries me
    I’ll breathe your
    Breath for you
    Your breaths kissing inside of me
    That’s modern . . .
    4 min
  • SURPRISINGLY DUMB
    SURPRISINGLY DUMB
    I’m getting’ a bit of lip oh yeah From dudes in the authority Cause they thinka me intelligent And marry it up with my grades you see But I’m bunkin outa class and I’m goin chasin scent So my logic seems to them kinda bent (kinda bent)
    Some professor go sayin’ I’m surprisingly dumb Surprisingly Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb (you suck) Surprisingly dumb He better than that they say Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
    Suprisingly dumb (hey wait a minute yeah)
    Yeah I kinda like studying studying studying
    Newtonian physics
    But not enough to give up to give to give up
    On something exquisite (she thermodynamic)
    ‘Cause me I’m a rabid hound
    Who’s driven merely by instinct
    Yeah Einstein ain’t the one
    Getting thought about when I think
    Yeah I ain’t dreaming ‘bout no career (I’m too crazy) It’s my scorin’ that I’m giving all my care
    Even my friends go sayin’ . . .
    Yeah stick to ya boring monotonous (3) studious ways But me I’m married I’m married I’m married
    To pussy pussy all day
    Surprisingly dumb (professor say) Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb Surprisingly dumb (surprisingly)
    Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
    Surprisingly dumb (hey I’m the smart one) Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
    Suprisingly dumb
    4 min
  • PORTIA
    A Byrds type production for sure
    PORTIA
    Portia my dear you are someone I can’t figure out
    One minute you’re on then the next you’ve become quite devout
    Your cult I engaged with a mind laid open to all
    But you and your ideal were changed by one telephone call
    You’re enthralled by phenomena out on the edge
    Things mystical weird and devine - Your life is a trip to enshrine
    Portia your health you embrace with a passionate zeal
    Colonic lavage and a mantra to chant as you heal
    You’ve seen a UFO and you’ve spoken with little green men
    You’ve traveled in time yesterday you were back at age ten
    You’re easily led by the things that are said
    You’re certain to take it on board - you’re so gullible I’m appalled
    Convention to you is a lie perpetrated
    By corporate greed and a senate with hands in the till
    Subpoenaed by Goths to abhor logical thought
    You’re anti-Einstein and the whole of the Kinsey report
    You’re enthralled by phenomena out on the edge
    Things mystical weird and devine your life is a trip to enshrine
    Portia my dear it is time for me to pull out the rug
    Your soul isn’t real and you’re using my love as a drug
    4 min

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Playing live and writing & recording in Nelson New Zealand - began recording in 2004 once technology was available to make CDs using industry standard equipment at home. Radio airplay on Fresh FM…