Through bloodshed came the answer
Through despair came the pain
Through conscience came absolution
A wanderer in the rain

Talk came very cheaply
Talk opened many doors
Talk picked me up and changed me
As a confidence flowed through my pores

Feelings crossed the boundaries
Feelings played with my heart
Feelings awoke my boarded up soul
And gave me a promising start

Love conquered my enemies
Love made me open up inside
Love was the leader I just followed
But now I'm thankful for the ride

You are in essence clearly to me
The ninth wonder of the world
Strong and bold
Unique and impressive
And nothing in this world
Gets anywhere close to being similar

A beacon of love created by the gods
My ninth wonder of the world
Beautiful and alluring
Fascinating and shining
If anything out there is the same
Then I’m yet to find it

Brought through space on the tail of comets
For me my ninth wonder of the world
Clever and funny
Warm and mysterious
If someone is found with the same perfection
I’ll accept it but doubt I’ll really believe it

A drunken ramble through the wilted trees
Of dark decay and windswept pleas
Across the paths of suffocating shadow
Upon the stillness of a sleepy meadow
I slump down like a tired child
Like a clumsy elephant blessed by the wild
My heartbeat races from toe to head
As my brain dreams back to a beautiful bed
Whilst the river is running fast and unrelenting
I am like the lost soul forever lamenting
Why am I here and what do I seek
A release of guilt or a peck on the cheek
Till soon the lights of suburbia will beckon
Where the weights that tangle are sure to reckon
Alone with ones thoughts is a mental gamble
On this late night sojourn to a drunken ramble

I want to be a dolphin
Swimming in the clear blue seas
Escaping from a robust angry world
Before it brings me to my knees
Gliding through the fishes
And twirling in the reeds
Bouncing on the sponge of a jellyfish
Riding a wave until it recedes
The seagulls will call my name
Seahorses will wave hello
A million miles from my life
Amongst the aquatic flow
The salt will sting my mouth
But that won't bother me
I'll laugh at all my problems
Cause I'm finally going to be free

Smashed windows and ***** doors
Broken exhausts on uneven floors
Uncouth youth making a noise
A sorry reflection on decent boys
The Magpies stumble on straggly grass
Clever birds avoid the glass
Wandering around with beaks up high
In busy times it's off to the sky
The Magpies flutter and roll along
Black and white wonders seem to belong
The Magpies talk in their own little voice
They say this place is a little bit choice

They talk all the time
Like woman in the office
About the weather
Or the zookeepers being late for their supper
And the new rhino that's arrived is discussed
Whilst the Penguins moan about the water
The camels have got the ****
A parrot gets a sore throat through talking
Lions have become vegetarians
Monkeys think swinging is beneath them
And the electric eels are shocked at what they see
Zebras have an identity crisis
The elephants want nose jobs
And just to top it all off
The giraffes think their to small
Zoo talk don't you just love it

The sun beats down on me
And I breath in the air
This is where I want to be
In Central Park without a care
I leave the greenery
And head back to my place
God I love the Big Apple scenery
It's a wonderful wonderful place
I buy a hotdog on the corner
Onions and mustard if you please
And spot gents come out the sauna
Into the warm summer breeze
In the book store near my apartment
The girl always has a smile
I hear sirens from the police department
But I just live in denial
Tonight I'm heading to Broadway
A couple of friends are coming around
It's always busy on a Saturday
But I just love the theatre sound
My treat will be a meal for afters
And maybe a late night drink
Where I'll shout loud up to the rafters
I love how New Yorkers think

She slowed her world weary old rowing boat
Over a sky blue cloudless sea
And pointed her bony finger into the depths
That solitude down under the ocean
Is where god really meant me to be

Voices echoed around me
And I heard harmonies transcending through the waves
You see them she croaked quite thoughtfully
They are calling up from their cold water graves

Come join us young tired and aching sir
You will be tranquil and peaceful and still
Come join us you handsome lost fool
We will cure you of all that's making you ill

Not you she screamed in anger
I am old and have nothing more
Those souls below are ****** and restless
They search for new blood away from the shore

And she fell into blackness and salt
I saw her slowly float away
The oars gently brushed my hands
So I seized them knowing I didn't need to stay

Hate me forever
Send me nasty notes
But you won't break my spine

Haunt my dreams
***** my conscience
But you won't break my spine

Discredit my name
I deserve it
But you won't break my spine

I've punished myself
A thousand times
But you won't break my spine

Take all your hate
Keep allowing bitterness
But you won't break my spine

My attitude was wrong
So yes your right
But you won't break my spine

Stumbling onto the hot dusty floor
The cruel sand stops my pace
As I turn to see my adversary
The gladiator without a face
He raises his sword swiftly
My eyes blink at the sun fuelled sky
I roll away from the ****** of air
The blade lands but I don't die
Jumping to my feet with gusto
And running away from my foe
I can his heart is struggling
The armour is making him slow
Looking down from the stands
Are the pagan emperor and his son
They want my blood to spill
But they know I've already won
The gladiator slumps to the ground
He's tired and lies down for a rest
So I carefully take his sword
And ram it through his chest
The gates of the arena open
My hand is lifted above my head
Freedom is now the prize
To the slave who should be dead

Are the clouds getting lower
And is it true their getting slower
Will they circle us and engulf
Then devour us like a wolf
Is the sky going to fall down
Making the clouds hit the ground
Will we tuck ourselves in for the night
Only to wake up in a world made of white
Be prepared for a mighty shock
When the clouds come and run amok

On the banks of the Mississippi
She shelters from the rain
Her cardboard made fortress
Is protecting her again
Destitute for years
Magnolia grows on the sides
Steamboats sail the river
The ones she imagines she rides
Counting the reeds by the hour
Talking to her bourbon bottled friend
Relieving a thousand memories
That all went wrong in the end
Dressed in her mite infested clothes
Clutching a ***** bag
A childhood full of love
It's adulthood that's the drag
Evicted from her home
Left to perish by the state
She dream't of being a singer
But now it's all to late
Alabama to the east Mexico to the south
Places she wished she'd been
Never going to happen now though
For this luckless Mississippi Queen

I run through the courtyard
Sweat dripping from my brow
Gaining a strong momentum
For the here and the now
My mother and my father have gone
Through love and trivial means
I am left alone with no one
Just the worldly possession of five soya beans
A guard stops me in haste
Why do you run so fast?
His bitterness I can taste
The heart has dropped half mast
My parentage has eloped into the night
To find a new place to be
They detested me at first sight
My release has set them free
And now I'm scared of the walls
I have no abode to dwell
Please let me sleep under the stalls
Of this engulfing Citadel

Davey built himself a rocket
He wanted to fly to Mars
Made from sticky tape and apple seeds
To mingle amongst the stars
From the launch pad in his garden
His rocket was set to fly
Dressed in full astronauts outfit
Time to soar through the sky
Earth felt like a memory now
As a smile spread across his face
Past the Moon he cruised
To the outskirts of deepest space
But all of a sudden he wasn't alone
As alien police pulled him to the side
Sorry my Earthling friend they said
But this is the end of your cosmic ride
You haven't got a permit
To enter past our glittering stars
Daley reluctantly turned his rocket
Sad he didn't get to Mars

Wake up on the bed with three girls sound asleep
Stare at the ceiling for an hour
The Whiskey bottle lies near my face
Best get up and get a shower
The syringe lies on the floor
My arms are white with dots of red
It's a miracle I suppose
That's my hearts not decided it's dead
Rehearsing at five this evening
I'll throw the ladies out then
Then go and see the wife at home
She has a bad taste in men
My father has left me a message
Telling me I'm such a disgrace
Well wait till we have a hit again
Wipe that smile of his fat ugly face
Pastor James Jackson what a lovely man
Hypocrite on the quiet
The things I could tell about him
Would cause the press to start a riot
I remember when I came down for breakfast
And he held my mothers head in the sink
Told me to leave the room
He was hurting her I think
I'm depressed thinking about it now
Last years bike crash was a near miss
But today I might just end it all
And then give my lovely mother a kiss

I write poetry to help me
I write poetry as I drink tea
I write poetry that makes me titter
I write poetry cause im bitter
I write poetry cause im good
I write poetry cause im misunderstood
I write poetry for money
I write poetry when it’s sunny
I write poetry through the rain
I write poetry to help my brain
I write poetry when I feel down
I write poetry to my friends in town
I write poetry cause it fulfils my soul
I write poetry dark as coal
I write poetry under a blanket of stars
I write poetry whilst cleaning ***** cars
I write poetry about the silver moon
I write poetry to make lovers swoon
I write poetry cause it makes believe
I write poetry to explain what I perceive
I write poetry that makes me cry
I write poetry and I don’t know why
I write poetry cause it makes me feel free
I write poetry because that’s just me

It was loud and scary and angry but I loved it
It was violent and dangerous and ***** but I loved it
The singer talked bile and the bass player was vile but I loved it
The drummer was fierce and the lead guitarist was snarling but I loved it
Around me was filth
Around me was mess
Around me was violence
But I loved it
I saw horrible things
I smelt horrible things
I heard horrible things
But I loved it
They were bad they were wild they were clumsy they were disturbing but I loved it

A man for seasons
Vivaldi played this tune
Neil Armstrong looked down
As he walked along the moon
Noah was very clever
When he sailed around in his Ark
Spielberg scared us witless
When we saw his man eating shark
Roswell holds a lot of secrets
When aliens crashed under the sun
Cleese and all his pythons
Gave us laughter and tremendous fun
Pinter wrote dark little plays
About homecomings and a dumb waiter
Van Gogh put paint onto his canvas
I guess it's sad what happened later
The Beatles destroyed America
As they rode the musical jackpot
And finally one Adolf ******
Sadly remembered for be a crackpot

I shook his hand respectfully on a warm sunny day
And thanked him for coming along
With the formalities out of the way
We prayed and he sang a song
Then I asked him a series of questions
Which I believed were important to me
And he gave me a variety of suggestions
‘These will help you’ were his words ‘you just wait and see’
I asked him about natural disasters
And priests that had done such wrong
He replied that man is damaging what it masters
And in his fathers eyes those people don't belong.
I asked why terrorists are killing the masses
And will their minds ever be free
He said we’re getting wiser as everyday passes
And their fanaticism will soon cease to be.
Then finally I had one more issue
And his answer was clear and plain
I wiped my eyes with a tissue
When he told me ‘yes, one day I will rise again’.

I cloned myself today
Changed my eyes to ocean blue
I cloned myself today
Made my nose nice and new
I cloned myself today
Removed those worrying thoughts
I cloned myself today
Got the stress levels all down to noughts
I cloned myself today
Inserted confidence and a healthy glow
I cloned myself today
I gave me energy so life could flow
I cloned myself today
My complexion no longer pale
I cloned myself today
So good looks can finally prevail
I cloned myself today
I’ve buckled ready for the ride
I cloned myself today
To see if the grass is greener on the other side

I'm sat on my ranch, shotgun in hand
Swinging on the bench
I know they're coming tonight
The intruders and their dreadful stench
They've terrorised my family
And made me a paranoid man
Well now I'm making a stand
Cause now I know I can
The air starts getting colder
And the shadows slowly appear
They are very far away at present
But soon they will be near
I hear the snarl of the biggest one
The little ones start to growl
Tonight their in for a shock
I'm not going to throw in the towel
With a stern and angry voice
I shout to them loud and clear
'You'll never hurt us again'
Gone is all my fear
Now they are in my sights
And I lift my shotgun to aim
Slowly then bang bang
I put an end to their game
The yelping hurts my ears
And the moans carry in the air
But the big still keeps coming
With a wild and dangerous stare
Again I take my aim
Bang and I watch it drop
I go back indoors
Finally I've made it stop
Early the next morning
I set out to burn each one
But its me who gets the shock
As their bodies have all now gone

My life is one to a hundred
From birth till my death
One to two I don't remember
Three to seven I found my breath
Eight to fourteen I was exuberant
Fifteen to eighteen was quiet
Nineteen to twenty five I lived
Twenty six to thirty three was a riot
Thirty four to now has grown me
Forty next year has thrown things
I ponder about living to a hundred
And the delights that age brings

Have you ever seen the flowers
That grow in Gods garden
The embodiment of each and all of us
Some grow strong and beautiful
Others grow weak and ugly
And the nasty ones lurk around
As they wrap around other stems
Then hurt with cruelty and anger
God keeps a watchful eye
Ending their callous nature
They don't belong in my display
He says as he removes them
And throws them to the bowels below
To the wasteland of fire called hell
Keep them down there Satan
Only good grows here
Not your disturbing disciples
And then he tends to the flowers
That grow in his garden
Gods garden that lives in heaven

She cry's into her clothes
Weeps like a baby
And I don't know what to do

He hits and scratches
Just doesn't understand danger
And I don't know what to do

Tomorrow we'll talk
All smiles cause we love him
And I don't know what to do

Then the cycle will commence
He'll repeat the process
And I don't know what to do

Until the morning
When we find it in us to carry on
And I don't know what to do

I smell the sun as he creeps around
Lighting my rooms and hurting my eyes
The flowers welcome him
And the birds fly to him
Through the warming air where the clouds rise

I feel the sun as she heats my skin
With prongs that casually burn
The rivers fear her
And the windows absorb her
Whilst winter awaits it’s turn

I watch the sun rising up
Flooding the sky with yellow
The air swims around him
And the planes fly beneath him
As he brightly says hello

A vessel borne from wisdom
Fit to sail the high torrid seas
A crew of vagabonds and heroes
From South America and the Pyrenees
Guided by the Captain Sir George the fifth
Set sail across the treacherous Atlantic pond
A message comes from the crows nest
An island east where the coast line stretches at the front and beyond
Moored up on the sand
The rusty anchor drops into the blue
The Captain demands exploration
From his uneducated but loyal crew
A vast Island of cliffs and sand
Where the trees touch the blue diamond sky
Etched into rocks are the tribal marking
Saying 'No further or you will die'
Captured by the natives
And slain one by one
A voyage of discovery abolished
Under the eyes of the blistering sun

The child climbs on the table in chimp like fashion
Fur ball feline curls up on the sill
A huge glaring screen transmits moving pictures bright and bold
While father looks tired and over the hill
Car horn beeps from the street
Voices loudly pollute the air
Mother edges her way to the blinds
Hoping that they don't catch her nosey stare
Two boys are playing in chaotic exuberance
In the garden overgrown at the rear
Kicking a ball with real venom
There's a green house very very near
An average family picture
Which hides in inner city houses of brick
Everyday holds a reality
But how you live it that's the real trick

I snook through the window and settled on the floor
A cold icy draft floated under the door
Footsteps walked above me and voices talked in the night
Fear became my ally as I anticipated a fright
I edged to the stairs and climbed them one by one
It appeared the ghosts of yesterday wanted me gone
On a dark landing a light shone up ahead
The reality of seeing spooks was filling me with dread
I creaked open the door and the light illuminated my eyes
Rumours say unhappiness means the spirit never dies
The room was cold and empty as dust hung in the air
These phantoms were playing games and I was trapped in their lair
Walking to the stairs my chest began to feel tight
At the bottom of the stairwell stood a girl all in white
I woke on the garden lawn wriggling in pain
From that day onwards I was never the same again

Forget the sharp black horns
Or the points of the blood red fork
The frightening red skinned monster
Is defying the angels talk

Cause the devil has changed its image
He's found a new way to win
Creeping into human vessels
That succumb and let him in

Gratuitous acts of violence
Generated by his wicked untruth
With engine, gun or knife
Gloriously delivering us prove

Lurking in the civilian shadows
Waiting for the time of attack
This world now has a new danger
It's the devil that wears the backpack

Silently they come from over the hill
Complex and challenging when eyes are still
Love, ******, horror and more
Exploding in your head through the minds open door
Some urge you awake til you're frightened, with pounding heart
Whilst others happily gain interest right from the start
Locked up images, your thoughts and desires
Being pulled along by the minds little wires
Exciting adventures and dangerous deeds
Or scary images from the cranium seeds
As day break prevails and light kills the dark
The sleeping tales still seem so real, so clear and so stark
They're laid bare to rest in the vault in your head
Ready for the night when your head hits the bed

You have me captive
Why? Do you want me dead?
You feed me which is something
Although it's usually stale bread
Above me wood creaks
When you walk around the house
No point in me shouting though
I sound like a little mouse
Here you come again
Telling me I won't get harmed
I think your to docile for that
So thank you but I'll stay alarmed
I hope you get what your after
Maybe money or just your kicks
I'll keep listening to the clock upstairs
Why it slowly chimes and ticks

She said I had a double
Staying in room 242
I saw him at the Manchester Hilton
And he looked just like you
He wore the same casual clothing
And carried the same silly smile
I had to pinch myself she said
As it unnerved me for a little while
You must go and find him
See the truth for yourself
Nobody can look so alike
A doppelgänger is bad for your health
So I waited outside the entrance
Nervous wasn't the word
Was it just wild exaggeration
Or did he really look like I'd heard
And sure enough I spotted him
Yes it couldn't be denied
But don't ever meet your doppelgänger
As I had a heart attack and died

Murky dark corridors hold many secrets
And the rooms harbour brutal death
Experimental machinery still remains
As the professor draws his breath
Multitudes of eerie noises
Decorate the hospital walls
Screams cry out in the darkness
Till daylight eventually calls
Patients imprisoned in cages
Waiting for the ******* tests
All in the name of progress
Humans larvae kept in nests
The psychologists roam in fear
Their blood frozen in the veins
Heads are entering derangement
Evil is entering their brains
Time to abandon the project
More horror than they've ever known
Out of the door to safety
This crypt is best left alone

Today I'm 40
Yesterday I was 39
I guess I should celebrate somehow
With some food and a bottle of wine
The thoughts of being younger
Keep running through my head
When I could act like a complete clown
And not panic about things I've said
The world was exciting and happy
So I embraced it with all my might
With the good times and the bad times
I still learnt with the world in sight
Turning 40 hasn't really changed me
The mind still thinks it 24
My body gets an occasional twinge
But I'm definatly not a bore
So here's to being 40
If you want to celebrate it's up to you
I'll just keep my thoughts of happiness
And sit around till I'm 41 and 42

Leaves glide slowly into the air then fall
Onto the smooth stone steps of the market place
In this quiet little corner of the world
Where everyone knows your face
This is the town, my town
My parents encourage realism
In this complex town they built
Sheltering me from the lurid past
And the blood that has been spilt
This is the town, my town
We still believe in Angels and Fairies
But talk of the past is forbidden
They say somethings are best forgotten
The more I ask the more
gets hidden
This is the town, my town
Did my ancestors and parents do something evil
Has conspiracy rotted away their soul
One day I will find out the truth
Who's life and memories have they stole
In this town, my town

I ran to my window
When I heard his steps
And watched him wander away
He whistled a sweet gentle tune
When War summoned him that day
We read his letters
Then laughed at his jokes
As he penned his tales of the world
He saw pyramids and lions in winter
And monkeys with tails that curled
But the nights seemed to get longer
Whilst the days started to drag
As we hid from enemy flyers
Everyday would always be the same
Waking to bricks and smoking fires
Then one day in the summer
My father finally came home
All motionless and very still
They said be thankful he's back
As his coffin rolled over the hill
He was a fine man a courageous man
A man who stood up strong
Said his sergeant with the minimum of fuss
But I know he died unhappy
Cause he didn't serve with us

Can I get you a comfy chair
Said the lady wearing glittering gold
No I said I'll just stand

Why have you come to this station
She uttered with a pendant for charm
It's quite possibly the worst in the land

My sister is ill and lonely
So I'm boarding a train
Replied I with honesty intact

You look old and tired
In need of some rest
I was struggling and that was a fact

Please sit yourself down
In this old comfy chair
I'll get you by your sisters side

But without a sleep
And something to eat
Your body will act like it died

Such a lovely person
With a charming face
An angel in my hour of need

Lie back carefully
And I'll find a place
For food so you can feed

My sister recalled to me
A wonderful dream
She had had the previous night

Where as a young lady
In Aldwych station
She helped an old man in his plight

I could see his suffering
Feel his pain
And I wanted him to be free

A tear welled up
In my baggy old eyes
When I realised that man was me

We glided along together
Idyllic and in utter calm
The bitter cold nibbled our lips
As I felt the warmth from your palm
Hand in hand we skated
Smiling and totally as one
You were my big sister
I embraced us both having fun
A stumble onto the floor
And a tear rolled down my face
Don't cry my little brother
I'll protect you in this place
It was then you became my amulet
From all the things that are bad
Security shone like a ray of light
And I felt oh so glad
Then I heard the sound
Of a crack spreading on the ice
You pushed me away in desperation
This game suddenly wasn't nice
Down you fell into the water
And silence covered my tiny ears
As your porcelain face floated beneath me
Confirming the worst of my fears
I sat and waited for hours
To see you emerge from the depths below
But ofcourse it never did happen
You saved me and that's all I'll ever know

Blood, dust, dazed and concust
Screams, fear, loud and clear
Hide, run, shelter, it's begun
Danger, disbelieve, fate is a thief
Safety, tears, as help nears
Bodies, dead, grief and dread
Darkness, scars, heaven and stars
Pointless, mad, makes me sad
Why, devout, fanatical no doubt
Change, peace, will it decrease?

The coin was dropped
A coin for me
Her smiling face
I long to see
Help yourself
On this cold winter night
Can I pat your dog
I'm scared it may bite
Please go ahead
He won't hurt a fly
Certainly not you
Generous lady don't cry
I am the beggar
A vagrant in need
You have warmth and beauty
That's all that you need
She bears a smile
And wipes the tear
A shiver in my spine
For this woman so sincere
Then she leaves me
As I lie down on the floor
Angels do exist
One just came past this door

Failure what a word
Such a pitiful feeling
It’s really quite absurd
But failure
It’s real
I have the prove you see
Cause lately I’ve been believing
That the term failure
Relates to me
I can’t seem to do things
Everything turns out wrong
Even when Lady Luck sings
The devils brings her down with his prongs
Failure it’s real
And I can tell you why
Because no matter how hard I work
No matter how hard I try
I bring a problem in
Which makes me start to cry
Failure yes I believe it
It’s just creeping around the wall
Waiting to drop its net on me
To make me feel small
But I guess somebody’s got to be
I guess nobody’s great
I’ll just carry it on my shoulders some more
I’ll just carry the weight
Of being a failure

Picture in my hands
Smile when I view
The beautiful image
I remember belonged to you
Enigmatic character
Full of charm and subtle grace
In a realm trapped behind glass
Where you float through open space
I know I will see you one day
But I can't predict the date
We will fly through astral settings
And it won't be a day to late
The locket will pass the centuries
From house to box to pocket
We will be a reminder of the ages
As they clasp shut the glass locket

The light peaks through the branches
As they twist and turn and bend
Embracing each other gently
Like a hug between two old friends
A bird flys into it nest
Where its young wait to be fed
It drops down the wriggling worms
With a bend of its feathery head
A window opens behind the leaves
And a baby cries into the air
The soothing process is heard
By a mother and father who care
The squirrel bobs and weaves
Along the bark that it loves
You just have to look and marvel
As what nature is giving to us

I fly through the clouds
Clinging to the Angels wings
She says I'm perfectly safe
This is what paranoia brings
We've just flown over Russia
And now we're in the heart of France
I can see the delights of Paris
A place of love and real romance
As we skirt over Big Ben
This Angel picks up the pace
The icon of the monarchs realm
A Gothic structure with a clock face
Below me is the goddess of the free
And I see a light swirling ahead
Deposited onto Staten Island
The returning Angel says I'm not dead
The time just isn't right
See your children see your wife
We believe in good people
Now go and enjoy your life

When I was young
My parents had a painting
It hung beautifully on the chimney breast wall
The strokes captured the image
Of many sailing boats
Floating on a green Hong Kong sea
The sky was dark with a last tint of sun
And the boats were lit up
By tiny orange flamed lanterns
You could see the tiny fishermen
Casting their nets
Under pale clouds and the slow emerging moon
Like a lightbulb it illuminated the water
I would stand for hours
And gaze into its colours
Longing to be there
Catching fish on one of those boats
Then it went
Put in the loft
A treasure stored up high
But I still see it now
And I wonder if it's the same
The painting of boats on a Hong Kong sea

The room stayed locked for nigh on thirty years
But I could hear the bubbling inside
A smell like meat rotting
Wafted along the hall
I would listen as he tip-toed
Along the floorboards to the door
Then it would creak open
And I see him dressed the next morning
Clean shaven and wearing his suit
With not a crease insight
Like the room didn't even exist
Of course we knew it did though
I asked Mother one cold winters morning
What does daddy do in that room
And she told me it was a secret room
Little boys weren't to know
Now thirty years on he's past
And finally I have a key
I slowly unlock the door and take a breath
Inside are animals of all different sizes
Stuffed and looking grand
Father was a taxidermist
Nothing unnatural all along

I go in through the gaping mouth
And nestle on the smooth pink tongue
But the cold shower splashes me about
You didn't let me settle for very long
I flow down a lumpy pipe
And land in the odour filled gullet
That's not a nice way to treat me
Fired out like a pistols bullet
Then I feel the corrosion
It breaks me in two
Then three, four and a thousand
What have I ever done to you?
Well I hope it helps your dilemma
With luck it will make you ill
I'm innocent and stand by my word
No respect at all for this pill
I'll go now to narcotic heaven
Where I'll be welcomed with open arms
Might even bump into Anadin and Paracetamol
We'll cause havoc with our healing charms

Don't touch the paint
That drips down the walls
I want it to be nice
And leave my cake
You can't help yourself
Not even to a slice
Leave the plants seated
On the window sill
Cause the sun likes to entice
And finally just leave me alone
Don't enter my room
I'm not going to tell you twice

Well we're out
So what happens now
Problems will arise
In the South their kings
In the North we're things
We must move on somehow
Fat cats have saved a life
One of their many nine
I guess we have to see
In the North it's delight
In the South it's white
Cause caution floats in the sea
A flurry of movement
Questions remain
In the pool of Political water
The South is a culture
The North is a vulture
We're a target to austerity slaughter
Show us the change
Let's see it work
And then the grumbling wil drop
The South are never poor
The North I'm not sure
Is the country about to stop