Sell-by Date

Have you got anything to say? 
I've got something to tell 
If you've got anything to lose 
I've got nothing to prove 
I'm gonna do it my way 
I'm gonna make it that way 


'Cause even charity has its sell-by date 


Have you ever been ashamed? 
Did anyone call you names? 
Whose honour was it at stake? 
And now who's the vain one? 
If I pushed your buttons 
I've accomplished my mission 

'Cause even charity has its sell-by date 


(Argh! Argh! Argh!..) 

Have my words turned into your mirror? 
So what's with that stupor? 
No question asked 
And none answered 
I'm not giving in 


'Cause even charity has its sell-by date 


Don't even try to save face 
By removing any trace 
Of your very own disgrace 
Give credit where it's due 
Give it do, give it do 

'Cause even charity has its sell-by date 
Sell-by date 
Sell-by date 
SELL-BY DATE

© Solange Moffi

Dig Deeper  

You say you’re looking for a love that’s pure and simple 
You say you’ve seen it all and all that bullshit’s over 
I hope you’re true ‘cause if you are, you’ll find out it’s just round the corner 
No trendy geezer with fancy gear, who’ll disappear sooner or later 
It’s up to you if you want it to, it’ll come to you bright and clearer 
Dreams can come true, I’m sure they do 
Especially if you dig deeper 
In your heart, right from the start 
With guards falling apart from your mending heart 

You say you’re looking for a love that’s pure and simple 
You say you’ve seen it all and all that bullshit’s over 
If you’re for real, I know it will soon reappear by your shoulder 
No slimy teaser, out on a banter who’ll fuck you up one way or another 
It’s down to you, dreams can come true 
Only if you don’t dissever 
Will your heart sound sharp and gold 
With bells ringing, you’ll open that door 

Surely you know there’re better ways to take over the world of males 
It might take time and danger but eventually one will surrender 
Pride is the key undoubtedly and for it it’ll take some temper 

From a heart ready to jump start the biggest of sparks in your mending heart 
Don’t let it fall apart your beautiful heart

© Solange Moffi

Black is Beautiful 

She sits there in her room
Listening to The Cure
She’s there on her own
With her headphones on
Her little sis storms in: she wants to know more
She streams, she screens: she wants to know more 

She says ‘Black is beautiful’
She says it’s not even a colour
 She says ‘Black is beautiful’
She says it’s not even a colour 

She heads straight from school
To embrace subculture
With Doc Martens boots and a Niggy Tardust tee-shirt on
She gets dirty looks from all the other girls
Who do wonder what is wrong with her  

She says ‘Black is beautiful’
They say it’s not even a colour
She says ‘Black is beautiful’
They say  it’s not even a colour 

Her folks think she is demented
Her folks think she’s been abducted
By the white white white white  white white noise
By the white white white white  white white noise 

They say ‘Black is beautiful’
She says it’s not even a colour
They say ‘Black is beautiful’
She says it’s not even a colour 

It’s not even a colour, it’s not even a colour 

She digs the vibe of Wesley Willis
She feels his stress on neurosis
Bad Brains: she gains, she gets, she rates
Bad Brains: she gains, she gets, she rates  

They say ‘Black is Beautiful’ :  It’s not even a colour
They say ‘Black is Beautiful’ : It’s not even a colour 

It’s not even a colour, it’s not even a colour

Have you ever felt this way? Hum, hum, hum

Have you ever felt this way? Hum, hum, hum
Have you ever felt this way? Hum, hum, hum 

To say, to say… 

‘I know, I know, I know, I know’
 ‘I know, I know, I know, I know’ ...

‘BLACK IS BEAUTIFUL' 

© Solange Moffi