CLUB SANDWICH 65

BROTHER MIKE'S SONNY JOE

            You just can't keep a Mac down. (He said, with relish.)
            If it isn't slightly older brother Paul issuing bright new albums and taking his show off on the roads of the world, then it's slightly younger brother Mike, making his second inroad into the world of children's literature.
            For as a long-awaited follow-up to his now distant literary debut (Roger Bear), Mike McCartney has just published Sonny Joe And The Kingdom Rhymes, a magical, mystical tale of fairy beings and animals, birds and insects.
            Illustrated with no little skill by Graham Philpot, it makes for a very handsome and readable softback, and has been priced by the esteemed London publishing house HarperCollins at a not inaffordable £6.99. Look out for it in a bookstore near you.

AND IN THE GREEN CORNER

Two new songs, the first written by Paul (it's on OTG), the second by Paul and Linda (on the 'Hope Of Deliverance' CD), spotlight once again the McCartneys' despair at the abuse of animals by we humans. We're all responsible, we're all accountable, animal abuse is a situation we all can change. And that means YOU! Don't avert your eyes - please let's all do something about it.

            LOOKING FOR CHANGES

            I saw a cat with a machine in his brain
            The man who fed him said
            He didn't feel any pain
            I'd like to see that man take out that machine
            And stick it in his own brain
            You know what I mean

            I saw a rabbit with its eyes full of tears
            The lab that owned her had
            Been doing it for years
            Why don't we make them pay for every last eye
            That couldn't cry its own tears
            Do you know what I mean

            When I tell you that we'll all be
            Looking for changes
            Changes in the way we treat our fellow creatures
            And we will learn how to grow

            Well I tell you that we'll all be
            Looking for changes
            Changes in the way we treat our fellow creatures
            And we will learn how to grow
            When we're looking for changes

            I saw a monkey that was learning to choke
            A guy beside him gave him cigarettes to smoke
            And every time that monkey storied to cough
            The bastard laughed his head off
            Do you know what I mean

            When I tell you that we'll all be
            Looking for changes
            Changes in the way we treat our fellow creatures
            And we will learn how to grow

            When we're looking for changes
            We're looking for changes
            We're looking for changes
            We're looking for changes in the way we are

            LONG LEATHER COAT

            I'm all alone, said she
            No one to phone, no one to touch me
            I'm on my way, said the man in the long leather coat
            As he started his car

            I'm glad you came, said she
            You got my note, you understood it
            He smiled as he hung up his long leather coat
            On the back of the door

            Stroll on baby, step right in
            Help yourself to a handful of everything in sight
            Let the party begin
            Stroll on baby, step right in
            Help yourself to a handful of everything in sight
            Let the party begin

            Oh I love your coat, said she
            He said, Well thank you
            In your note you said you had
            No one to touch you...so shall I go through?
            Why yes, she said, you can go on ahead
            Then she took out a key
            And she locked him into the bedroom

            Now I'm all alone, said she
            She took a can of really red paint
            And she sprayed up and down on the long leather coat
            On the bloody red floor!

            So long baby, I took you in
            Just to show you that your long leather coat
            Is really nothing but a handful of skin
            Stroll on baby, step right in
            Help yourself to a handful of everything in sight
            Let the party begin.
            Let the party begin!

Both songs published by MPL Communications Ltd