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michael powis It's hard to believe that I haven't known these songs all my life. After just one listening, you feel as though you recognise them. They are so cleverly written and performed so expertly. So many of the songs could be THE big show stopper in a musical, but here they just keep coming. If you get chance to see the legendary La Poule in concert, go! In the meantime, this album stands up on its own.
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The character creation of Sarah-Louise Young as La Poule Plombée (the dumpy chicken) sings her life story in a series of original songs. From the stage show "Cabaret Whore presents: La Poule Plombée"

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released June 3, 2016

All songs written and performed by Sarah-Louise Young and Michael Roulston
Recorded, arranged and produced by Michael Roulston

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Artwork by: Ellan Parry www.ellanparry.co.uk
Design by: Steve Ullathorne - www.ullapix.com

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Track Name: My Voice
My Voice

Life is full of questions
Nights of dark despair
When you look for answers
You find there’s nothing there
Philosophers can’t help us
They say that God is dead
But in your darkest hour, there’s higher power
You can trust instead…

My voice
It’s like a hurricane
My voice
Is stronger than cocaine
If I use my vibrato
Little children shake/ internal organs shake
When I last sang the Marseillaise
I caused a small earthquake

(With) my voice
The deaf can hear again
My voice
Like an oncoming train
I can fracture double-glazing
Alert a ship to fog
When I reach for a high note
I can paralyse a dog with
My voice, ahh!

When I soften to a whisper
I make the flowers bloom
One blast of my fortissimo
Can decimate a room
When Neil Armstrong, flew his rocket
Back in sixty nine
Outer space was silent but for
One lone sound, one great sound, that sound was mine

My voice
The music of the spheres
My voice
Better than Britney Spears/ You wont believe your ears
Once you’ve heard my chanson
You’ll be forever changed
You’ll find that your genetic code
Is re-arranged

My voice
Can tame a wild beast
My voice
Richer than Babette’s Feast/ An unexpected feast/ midnight feast
I’ve the full range of an orchestra
From flute to timpani
When they can’t afford the Philharmonic/ the tuba
Then they hire me and my voice, mm mm

When I warble all the songbirds
Hide behind their wing
Green eyed, the angels up above
All are jealous when I sing
Skies crack open at my descant
The heavens descend
Nuns abandon holy orders
As I ascend, as I ascend

My voice
Can make a grown man weep
My voice
Can raise the dead from sleep
My voice
It is ocean deep
My voice, my voice, my voice

With my latest compilation/ With a big standing ovation
I could feed a starving nation
Just with the power of my voice
Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice
For my voice
You have no choice, but to listen to my voice
Track Name: Surrender
SURRENDER

All of you, I want to take all of you
On a journey to the mo-on
Come with me, oh come with me
But wait / do not come too so-on

Before we lose our heads and we start swearing I do
There are some terms and con-di-tions/ betwe-en me and you
To ease you on your way
Just do as I say

And surrender___to me
I will hold you, in my arms
Surrender, to me
I will keep you safe from harm
Whilst other acts may cheapen you, humiliate and tease you
My only crime is that I want to love you and to please you so
Give in to me
Set yourself free
You will be mine

Think of me, as a blushing bride
Giddy at the alter
Don’t be nervous, do not hide
My love will not falter
Give yourself permission
A night of wild abandon for a lifetime of submission

Just surrender___to me
I will heal your every ill
Surrender to me
Abandon your free will
Whilst other stars may pick on you, berate you or confuse you
I promise I will never undermine you or abuse you just
Let yourself go
I wont take no
You will be mine x 2

For the next___sixty minutes
The outside world is dead
I____am all that matters
So keep your eyes ahead x 2

And surrender, to the music
The singer and the song
Surrender, to the darkness
How could this be wrong?
And if you break this tender bond well that your decision
You should have stayed at home and watched some crap on television_and_if
You defile this sacred ground that we have now anointed
I wont be angry with you, no, I’ll/just be disappointed
But I have not fear
It is so clear
I am yours, and now
You are mine

Surrender! (I wont bite)
Surrender! (Unless you want me to)
Surrender! (No need to fight)
Just surrender…to me
Track Name: That Wonderful Night
That Wonderful Night

That night, that wonderful night
With the boys in the band on tour
The lights shone bright
And I couldn’t ask for more

Do you remember that show in that boutique hotel
It was an old age pensioners’ home
They gave us custard creams and supper as well
And irritable bowel syndrome

Everyone cheered and applauded
Most of them were half dead
With champagne I was rewarded
We got cold tea instead

It was swell
It was hell
It was grand
We were panned
The trumpeter got into a fight
It was hot
It was not
What I thrill
I got ill
That wonderful/terrible/marvelous/miserable totally memorable night

We played a magical set at the Albert Hall
We were busking for tips in the bar
I went to the races and gambled them all
So we had to sleep in the car

We dined out each night, alfresco
We ate our chips in the rain
We had the Finest Range from Tesco
Reduced to clear again

C’etait bon
What a con
Such a hit
It was shit
The drummer set himself alight
C’etait chic
She’s a freak
What a life
With a knife
That wonderful/terrible/marvelous/miserable totally memorable night

That night
It was the last resort
That wonderful night
The band agreed, we should abort
With the boys in the band on tour
I couldn’t leave she’d taken my passport
The lights
The others scarpered on the midnight train
Shone bright
I'm left alone with her it's inhumane
And I couldn’t ask for more
I watched my future going down the drain

That night
We danced until the dawn
That terrible night
Just like, A Star Is Born
With the boys in the band on tour
...
The lights
It was a shock it was a big surprise
Shone too bright
They had disappeared before my eyes
And she kept wanting more
But that was years ago, how time flies
Always flowers in my dressing room
The sweet smell of success is my perfume
I will survive is now my nom de plume
And I’ve never asked for more…
Track Name: My Little Black Dress
My little black dress
To you I confess
My secrets and dreams
Stitched into you seams
When life is a mess
Your hem I caress
You never depress me
With satin you bless me
My little black dress

Designed by Chanel
You fit me so well
When lovers attack
You cover my back
When I’ve been through hell
You cast your black spell
You have a faint smell
Like Sasha Distel
My little black dress

Promise me darling that you’ll never leave me
We’re woven together by fate
Say that you will not betray or deceive me
And I’ll try to stay the same weight

Oh Lord, my little black dress
Non, non, non, ne me quitte pas!
My little black dress

If you chose to speak, what havoc you’d wreak
Such stories you’d tell, like my old friend Jacques Brel
Little black dress do you love my physique 
Or does your lining conceal a cruel streak?

My little black dress
It’s anyone’s guess
Will you always be true 
Or will others wear you?
Each night I obsess
As I slowly undress
I want to possess you
I need to steam-press you 
My little black…dress!
Track Name: Love Is Everything
Love is everything 

Look at you 
A perfect match 
She’s so pretty 
He’s a catch 
They say romance is dead mais, au contraire
It's clear to us all, you are a pair 

She likes the way that he talks 
He likes the way that she walks 
They're in love, so in love
She says he dances with grace 
He puts a smile on her face
Like angel, from above
But the light in their eyes 
Betrays a cruel surprise 
The course of love is strange
Give it time 
You’ll see
Things change...

Soon you will be arguing and bickering 
With snide remarks and snickering
Forcing him and fighting him
Back stabbing him and biting him 
And who left the back door open? 
It's been days since we have spoken 
Anything but harsh words
Oh it's so absurd

But love, love, love___is everything 
Everything they say 
That’s the price you pay
When you fall
Warts and all___in love
Is unfortunately everything
So you might enjoy it while you can

Right now he thinks you’re his queen 
And his pers’nal hygiene 
It's good, it’s quite good
She laughs at all of his jokes
And doesn’t mind that he smokes
He goes outside, like he should
He gets on well with her friends
And the texts that he sends
Are such a sweet exchange
Give it time 
You’ll see
Things change 

Soon it’s you are selfish, you are lazy 
Your snoring drives me crazy 
Don’t you ever stop complaining?
God your mother is so draining
You've been on the phone an hour
What’s that black stuff in the shower?
Stop checking your e-mails
And biting your nails

God love, love, love___is everything 
Everything they say 
That’s the price you pay
When you fall
Warts and all____in love
Is tragically everything
So you might enjoy it while you can


The long path to true love
Is dangerous and bumpy 
The milk of human kindness 
Will turn, sour and lumpy
Right now you’re both in bliss
And it doesn’t get much better than this___love

Love is everything 
Makes you lose your mind
Takes you from behind
It’s insane
Back again___in love
Why must it ruin everything?
But still we
Grab the apple, take a bite
Love don’t work without a fight
Yes love (will leave you black and blue)
Love (it’s really nothing new)
Love__is__every (you two are so sweet together – I give it three weeks)
Love is everything
Track Name: Perfect Papa
Perfect Papa

Every Wednesday after school
Papa closes shop
Places out the wooden stool
Quickly, up I hop

‘Do not fidget, watch me closely’
Papa takes his blade
Eyes fixed firmly on the slab
Show I’m not afraid
Try not to be afraid

He slides the knife, the carcass slowly splays
‘My child’, he says 'je suis artist, pay attention'
So I hang on every word he says

And with a little tussle, he separates the muscle
And strips away the artery (ugh!)
And though it made me quiver when he handed me a liver
This is how he showed me that he loved me

Every Wednesday after school
So the weeks went by
Perching on my special stool
Waiting for my try

Papa sees me trembling
My stomach starts to churn
Handing me his giant knife
Says it is my turn (music)
Today it is my turn

‘Bring me Pierre, a pig is not a friend
He must be killed, you must do it, you will thank me
It is time for him to meet his end

I beg him not to push me, but all he does is shush me
‘You cannot change his destiny’ (poor Pierre)
I say I am too sickly, he says just do it quickly
This is how he showed me that he loved me

So I picked up Pierre
He oinked in surprise
With delicate care
I covered his eyes
I said a small prayer
And then I killed him…

But that was not enough to please my Papa

Next we bleed him, moving faster
Student learning from the master
Schling! Goes the blade
Slam goes the mallet
Entrails fall to the floor
He trims off the trotters
Pops out his eyes
And then comes back for more
Squish go the kidneys
Splurt go the brains
His body lying still
Crack go his ribs
And crunch goes his spine
Just so mama gets her fill…

Stop it Papa, no more
Leave me something to bury!

Every Wednesday after school
So I played my part
Silent on my special stool
With a broken heart

Learning how to name each bit of
the anatomy
But each snout reminds me of
My little piggy
My little dead piggy

He slides the knife, he does expertly
‘La Poule,’ he says, ‘grab the ketchup, and some lettuce
Your mother wants a BLT’

And because I am his daughter, I say yes to the slaughter
I cannot change my destiny (Oui Papa)
Although I am unwilling, I am party to the killing
And that's how Papa showed me
That's how I showed Papa that I loved him
Track Name: Baggage
Baggage

Baggage, baggage, we all have baggage
Some of it is small and some of it is large
We hide all our hopes in our vanity case
And carry our cares in the bags on our face

Baggage, baggage, we all have baggage
We lock it up tight like a bird in a cage
We never make time to unfold and unpack
We stagger around with a weight on our back

Our past has been sealed up and hidden away
We say we prefer to be free
When your dreams are in storage you still have to pay
With a lifetime of lost property

Spoken:
I was lost once. Lost in love. Our eyes met across a crowded baggage carousel in the most beautiful place in the world: Luton Airport.

Mademoiselle, he said, may I help you?

I tried to resist. I knew I was a heavy load. But he was used to handling heavy baggage, He was so strong. He lifted my cases up in one swoop and I knew I had fallen in love.

I was giddy. The room was spinning, my head was spinning, my heart was spinning, just like…

The carousel____________ the carousel
Oh how it turns me, how it turns me
The carousel, the carousel, the carousel
Oh how it churns me up inside
He lifts me up high with my bags in the air

No more rough handed men who don’t handle with care, for me…

Spoken:
We shared a beautiful summer together. Each time I came through Luton Airport he was there waiting for me. Each time I brought more of my baggage. Each time he took it. He never complained. Days turned to weeks and to months. I felt I had known him my whole life. I knew that our love would never end…just like

The carousel, the carousel, the carousel
Oh how it takes me, how it takes me
The carousel, the carousel, the carousel
Oh how it breaks me open wide
All my intimate secrets brought into the light
I surrender to love as we gaily take flight and we laugh
Ha-ha, ha-ha,
Ha, ha, haaaaa

Spoken:
Then one day my flight was delayed. I arrived and I saw him… with another woman’s cases. They were so small. Just a little carry-on ruc sac. He turned and saw me and he walked away.

I stood, alone. Watching my giant trunk spin around…unclaimed… just like me

The carousel, the carousel, the carousel
Read the label, I’m fragile
The carousel, the carousel, the carousel
If you drop me, then I spill
All over the carousel, the carousel
The carousel, the carousel
The carousel, oh carousel, oh carousel, oh carousel, oh carousel, oh carousel,
This is hell, this is hell, the carousel
Take me off the carousel
Oh hell, oh Lord, it’s too fast, I feel sick
The carousel, oh carousel, oh carousel, oh carousel
It’s moving too fast, I can’t last, the carousel
Oh please God arrettez le carousel!

Spoken:
And there I was, lying on the ground, bags scattered everywhere. And that was when I realised…some of these bags were not even mine. So many items I did not need…but it was too late…it was just me and my…

Baggage, baggage, we all have baggage
We drag it behind us deep into old age
If you like to hoard things like some people do
Your bags will get bigger, bigger than you

Baggage, baggage, voici, mes baggages
I carry them with my each night on the stage
I open them for you and share you my heartache
To save you from making the same sad mistake
Track Name: Thin Skin
Thin skin

Thin skin 
Delicate to touch 
Thin skin
I feel_____too much 

Some people are born with a sensitive soul 
Everyday living, soon takes its toll 
In the game of love they never win
Some people are born with delicate skin 

Without protection of beautiful flesh
A word is a wound, open and fresh 
A stranger can cut with a quip to the bone 
It's safer to hide in a world of your own 

So if you brush me 
You'll probably bruise me 
But you'll never lose me 
I am loyal to the core 

Reach out and hold me
But please don't squeeze me 
Your kiss could unfreeze me
I will melt to the floor 

Thin skin 
Delicate to touch 
Thin skin
I feel_____

A well without water can only run dry
A heart with no music will wither and die
Even the moon needs sunlight to shine
I burn in the shade, will love ever be mine?

My senses are heightened, each sight and each taste 
The depth of my love, it all goes to waste 
For people get frightened when you need their care 
When I open my arms there is no___body___there 

Sometimes I wonder 
Can anyone see me?
Love me and free me 
To my promised-land

I would beg them to come now
To reach out and take me
To try not to break me
Do their best to withstand

My thin skin 
Heavenly to touch 
Thin skin
I feel_____

My thin skin 
Miracle to touch 
Thin skin
I feel_____

Maybe one day I'll find him 
Someone won't rush me 
A man who won't crush me 
Just by holding my hand 
Someone who'll understand 
Track Name: La Poule's Encore
La Poule’s Encore

The show is over
There’s no more to see
It’s time for you
To say merci
Though I hate to see you cry
It’s time for us to say goodbye

But worry not, there is a word
You know it already I’m sure
It’s time your voices all were heard
It’s time to sing, ‘encore!’

Encore, encore, encore
Please, La Poule, do not go
Encore, encore, encore
Is your way to let the star know___
That you love her and want her to stay
You will think of her each night and day
And although there’s no more
You will still shout encore,
Encore, encore

I’ve given all
I have to give
Given you all
Reasons to live
But still you fail
To disappear
You really must
Get out of here

One more round before we part
Then I will unlock the door
Come let’s sing it from the heart
Just un petit encore

Encore, encore, encore
How I blush, how you tease
Encore, encore, encore
Such an unexpected reprise
Though you really must all go outside
Your obsession for me you can’t hide
So stay here and adore
Me by shouting encore
Encore, encore

Middle
Songs of sadness, songs of joy
Songs for a girl who lost a boy
Songs for paupers, songs for queens
Songs where nobody knows what it means
Songs for strangers, songs for a friend
But the best ones are saved til you’ve got to the end______
So rise to your feet
And stamp on the floor
Give me one sweet
Final encore…

Encore, encore, encore
If you want, more of me
Encore, encore, encore
Why not buy my new CD?
You have bled me dry, and I am spent
It really is time you all went
I am closing the store___
And although you implore___
(Alright, just one more___ )
Encore, encore, encore
Encore!
Track Name: The Picnic
The Picnic

On a dark and tempestuous après midi 
I was safe in La Maison
But this British obsession with afternoon tea
Makes people lose all their reason
I begged them to leave alone me with my book
They promised me I would have fun
One glance at the rain clouds was all that it took
The nightmare had surely begun
It's The Picnic, it's The Picnic 
They’re making me eat en fresh air
It is raining, it is pouring
But they're English so they do not care 

We walked through the storm with our hampers in hand
Leaving behind La Maison
I tried to protest, I did not understand 
Surely this was the wrong season?
I fumbled my way through the hail and the fog
Where on God’s earth could this be?
Someone had brought both a child and a dog
Someone had packed a frizbee
It's The Picnic, it's The Picnic 
Don’t make me sit in a deck chair 
I am frightened, I am freezing
But they're English so they do not care 

We finally found a lone tree in a field
Far far from La Maison
We opened our Tupperware, what would it yield?
Onto the mud of the Paysan 
Scotch eggs and sandwiches wrapped in tin foil
Tossed on an old tartan blanket
But before I could sit down I had to recoil
As the weight of the sausage rolls sank it 
It's The Picnic, it's The Picnic 
Don’t make me eat cold Camembert
I am angry, I am furious 
But they’re English so they do not care

I ran for my life with no food and no drink
Back, back to La Maison
Wrapped up in a cagoule in bubblegum pink
Oh what a sad sight to gaze on
Led by the glow of this hideous mac
Some strangers had forced me to borrow
The picnickers followed me all the way back
Laughing out loud at my sorrow
They pushed their way in, I had nowhere to hide
Their eyes were so heartless and hollow
Crowding in closer, they hugged me and cried
‘We’ll come back to get you tomorrow!’
I begged them, don’t come back tomorrow
Oh the Picnic, oh The Picnic
Don’t make me put on my beachwear
I don’t want to, you can’t do it
I am busy, I’m washing my hair
But they’re English so they did not care
Le Picnic c’est un grand nightmare
Track Name: Malcontente
Malcontente

When I was a little girl
Mama said to me
Your eyes are wet
Your hair is wild
La Poule you’re not happy

When I was a tiny chick
She asked what do you want?
I said the only life I’d pick
Is to be a Malcontente

Malcontente, Malcontente
Why must there be laughter
Why must we be so gay?
Malcontente, Malcontente
Happy every after
Makes me depressive every day

(Malcontente, Malcontente)

When I was a troubled kid
They told me I was mad
Friends said “La Poule
You are morbid”
Why is that so bad?

When I was a flapping bird
My song was very strange
My teachers said “you sound absurd
You really have to change”

Malcontente, Malcontente
Why must there be laughter
Why must we be so gay?
Malcontente, Malcontente
There is nothing dafter
Makes me depressive every day

(Malcontente, Malcontente)

Now that age has stoked my fire
I live the life I want
The only thing that I desire
Is to be a Malcontente

To all Les Miserables
I give this rousing song
If life’s not formidable
It’s time to sing along/then why is that so wrong?

Malcontente, Malcontente
Why must there be laughter
Why must we be so gay?
Malcontente, Malcontente
Sing it from the rafter
Happiness is un cliche

Malcontente, Malcontente
Why must there be laughter
Why must we be so gay?
Malcontente, Malcontente
I should win a BAFTA
My life is a tragic play
We don’t have to be so gay
Live your life your own depressive way

(Malcontente, Malcontente, Malcontente)
Track Name: Some Men Just Don't Translate
Some Men Just Don’t Translate

I have tried many men from around the globe
Thrown myself into their arms
Though nightly I question, I prod and probe
And ponder on their multi-lingual charms

People say the French are a romantic race
But more than anything they just enjoy the chase
If you are wanting dinner you will have to wait
For my countrymen___are notoriously late

They say in Holland when a man says take a hike
It’s just an invitation to get on a bike
The Spaniards are so passionate they’ll call each day
But don’t call them back___or they quickly run away

The language of love…is hard to conjugate
To communicate
It’s too approximate
You don’t always get past the starting gate
Some men…just don’t translate

The Swiss they work like clockwork but they get wound up
And if they ask your age it’s safer to round up
A Polish man got jealous in the discotheque
When I told him I___was just picking up a Czech

If you want a lover who puts you at your ease
I recommend a romance with a Portuguese
But when he said let's lay down for siesta
All he did was snore, and I did not get fiesta.

Dance break

The language of love…is hard to conjugate
To communicate
It’s too approximate
You don’t always get past the starting gate
Some men…just don’t translate

Spoken: Where are you from?

With this song I do not mean to take a swipe
I know that we are more than just a stereotype
The men that I misunderstand but love the most
Paddle in the seas ____of the rocky British coast

They say they love their queen and country oh so much
But when the meal is over they say “Let’s go Dutch?’
Their culinary triumph is the oven chip
Vive La Difference…but please stop voting UKip

The language of love…is hard to conjugate
To communicate
It’s too approximate
You don’t always get past the starting gate
Some men…just don’t translate

The heart it is a muscle and I must flex it.
Even though my failed romances perplex it.
Be gentle with me if you all choose to Brexit...
Cause some men just don’t translate
No some men just don’t____translate