Demon eyes staring red
Fill the driver full of dread
Fangs are shown
And poison thrown
Onto the sheen
Of a windscreen
The car she dances
As the snake it glances
And then it’s gone
Then we’re back to one
On this mountain pass
Behind the reflective glass
Of the military jeep
Up hills so steep
The snake was there
And it gave me a scare
In my drive along
This path in Hong Kong

As the neon casts it shadow over us
Away from the dark twinkling streets
We ascend the stairs to Eden
To see what secrets and treasures it holds
A strange kind of aura hangs in the air
And the clientele seem alien and pure
Drinks are served in obscure shaped vessels
As my eyes adjust to fluorescent beams
Nicotine a thing now forgotten
But perfume and aftershave still alive and well
The aroma of youth surrounds my being
As I saunter into the throngs of hell
This is not the place of dreams
Nor is it the place of the well
This is the place that remains so hidden
Under the catacombs of city walls
Fighting to get out of this bedlam
Desperately trying to escape into the dark
A sense of ones own paranoia
Looms ever larger over me
I am not in a place of danger
And the crowd do not wish my demise
The truth lies in my swirling cranium
Sometimes we need to learn
When things don’t feel right
I leave this place into the lamplight
Goodnight and sorry for being a burden
My how I realise my predicament
I am fragile and need wisdom

Full of life and emotion
I am like an ocean
With rocks in my depths
And the occasional hidden wrecks
I am calm in the sun
Relaxed and full of fun
But I am cold in the rain
When the water takes my brain
When I capsize from my boat
Through the clouds I like to float
Seeking dreams like we all do
Not just for me but also for you
Sometimes sulky a childlike disposition
Means my growing up is still in transition
But I do believe in good
Which I think we all should
I’m balanced but complex as you see
But that’s my vessel my soul my me

Splash goes the rock
That I throw over my head
As the youths stand and laugh
When it falls into the bed
The bed of water all foamy
Which shimmers in the sun
This is the life right here
The days of having fun
Not like my father
All stressed and with hair of grey
And not like my mother
She hides anxieties every day
I ride my bike through the streets of town
And kiss any girl who I decide
Especially the really naughty ones
They're wildness they never hide
I’m a smoker with my circle
And we all like to drink a lot
Drugs don’t really entertain us
We like to protect the minds that we’ve got
I love life and life loves me
I know I’ll grow up some day
But for now I’m happy to rock and roll
This is the time the kids come out to play

Underneath the stony bridge
On the banks of the ***** river
A couple enter the loving phase
Shes the recipient and he’s the giver
A sound of lust enters the night
But is swept away along the rushing tide
Of the murky depths of blackness
Called water where the reeds do hide
A regular spot for the couples
Who like to sexually engage
In promiscuity beyond belief
Away from the conformist cage
Then back up the banks they scurry
To the pubs and beds where they lay
Scurrying discreetly in the darkness
Like the rats who come out to play

Peace oh beautiful glorious peace
Given to folk for nothing
Given to folk for free
But do they appreciate it
No they don’t
They want noise
They want loudness
Take it while you can
Take the peace