Living out of bags thrown on the floor
Different numbered doors on every tour
Rolling up my baccy to release the stress
These band days are over, oh what a mess
Loading amps from Orange onto a Marshall 
Setting up the phone, the singer a two-timing rascal
Soon to hit the papers, from The Sun and onto the Fleet
Pregnancy is something you just can't keep discreet 
The rows will soon tear this love apart 
Now kipping on the bus where the guy's belch and often ****
These days will soon be over, give me my kids and a day in the park 
As life on the road could soon be a non-start
Just one more tour
A quick line to secretly score
As years of carrying this load really has left me quite sore

Roadie

JJB

I ponder the fact if I am man-made
If God lost his plans and I was part of the trade
Here you go computer brain, have a go on this
See if you can upgrade here, an upload from my GCSE brain list
You see, we download our knowing from everything we see
From TV programmes, Netflix, and the BBC
Onto our time at school and our parent's philosophy
Why study if I am DNA-made, who needs trigonometry
Then again, are my parents just an implant of imagination
Are my emotions really real, such as love and frustration
As I watch the news and the world as a nation
All governed by robots on a far away station
And to think, they'd even let me think this speculation
...
Wow
Am I different and the last man on Earth
Allowed to write this drivel as mother was the last to have given birth
Have I broken the code they did not want us to see
Or maybe thats it, the last man to haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa­aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaavu;iogbo'ubou'bipbipbipoub
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JJB

Hunting like a velociraptor
Easy prey to bed and capture
Decent of man in the realm of a no good
Devouring the weak like a ***** given free food
Snarling like a lion on the bones of his carcass
The weak lay still,
out talked by this circus
This kind of man kills all will and promised light
To the bewildered and weak,
who have given up on they're daily fight

JJB

If I won the lottery, I'd be a big spend winner 
Flash cars, piano bars, and no doubt a terrible sinner
If I counted every pound I had spent
I'd now be a millionaire without a **** care
If I had asked that girl out at school how would my life be different
Live the life I lived or taken to the cleaners and now be poor and skint
If I had taken up acting would I have been the best James Bond
Surrounded by fame and the pick of any black, brunette or blonde
If I had eaten my veg would I have grown up a little bit taller
Or are these just tales of our parents with dated foods in the cooler
If I hadnt taken time with my trade and learnt on the tools
Instead of spending a pound and winning the pools
If it all just ended now, I think I would be happy
Not in some retirement home, surrounded by sick and adult nappies
If
If
If
If I didnt have such a typing stutter
I could have done something in this time that probably, and really, matters.

JJB