Lizzie Shirley singer and songwriter,  music and singing leader,  drama teacher and workshop leader, song arranger, actor, comedian and published poet.

Scotsman …’sings as sweetly as anyone in Edinburgh’

Time Out …’equally talented in both arts…a rare and ringing voice’.

5 Stars …’a blithe acoustic stance…utterly lovely’

South London Press : …’highly recommended’ …’a born performer’.



Available for performances of a political/Socialist set of radical songs, (including Brecht, anti-nuclear, Leon Rosselson, etc) In a performance called 'Sing and Survive'. with accompanist on piano.

And for performances as singer/songwriter - including political and social comment songs, love songs, and quirky fun songs.






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Let me tell you about their kisstory
They met on a beach somewhere
she thought he was a celebrity
He liked the colour of her hair

Within a day they were holding hands
Thought she’d seen him in a magazine
He drew a love heart in the sand
They watched the sun go down on the sea

She called it romance she called it love
She read it could happen fast
On the problem page, please see above
she worried how long it would last

She read the captions and all the advice
He smiled with his bucket and spade
She read her horoscope it looked very nice
All the plans in her mind she made

Her job at home was so boring
That the gossip page kept them awake
Her heart rate was steadily soaring
It had to be love for god’s sake

But where could she turn for help
In deciding if he was the one
Should she tell him how she felt?
Or was it just the sea and the sun?

Don’t take love too serious
Said a ‘celeb in an interview
But that made her feel furious
What now could she possibly do?

She felt confused she cried and cried
Can an agony aunt comprehend?
And maybe that ‘celeb had lied and lied
And love drives us all round the bend

This was her true life story
And she felt and emotional mess
For this was the crowning glory
He’d gone and not left his address

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