Why would I walk alone
Why would I walk on my own
Why would I listen to you
Someone who knows nothing,
That much is true.

Why would I breath the air
Why would I not seem to care.
Why would I get on the bus
When there are people
That make a fuss.

Why should I walk alone.
Why should I walk on my own
Why should I listen to you
Everything you say
I know is true.

Why should I breath the air
why should I even care
Why should I get on the bus
Who cares if people make a fuss.

Why….because I have too that's why.

Friends who are they?
Friends are people who you can trust
Friends are there when needs must
Friends are people you don't live with
But their time they always give.
Friends are reliable, honest, and fair.
Friends are people who really do care.
Friends are there when you are sad.
Friends are there to make you glad.
Friends are not family.
Friends are not foes.
Friends are people That nobody knows.
Friends can frustrate you.
Friends can be fun.
But not if they are looking down the barrel of a gun.
Friends are great.
And won't let you down.
Friends will pick you up.
When you wear a frown.
Friends will be there through Thick & Thin
Friends are people you can tell all of secrets too.
Friends will always be there for you.
Even if you are A friend in need.
Then you are a friend indeed
Friends are the best.
Thank you for being my Friend.

Friends


The End

There was a  conclave of Priests walking down my street.  
So I move real fast make a hasty retreat.
Then I bump into a habit of nuns,
they are eating biscuits and ice covered buns.

I see a car with 30 people sat inside.
There is someone there that I recognised.
It was the face of a friend who is no longer here.
He's not died he chose to disappear.

I go to the shop I see the people there.
The fat guy, The lunatic, and the man with no hair.
I shouted hey baldy as he walked away.
He turned around but had nothing to say.

I kept on walking and I headed East,
guess what I bumped into a conclave of priests.


THE END

As I walk through the Valley of Life.
I look around and think things are alright.
With a smile on my face I just  keep on Walking,
I hear a voice of someone talking.

As I walk through the Valley of sin.
I see people's lives thrown in the bin.
discarded like they didn't exist.
Someone's hoping they won't be missed.

As I walk through the Valley of death.
As I take my final breath
I hear a voice from a distant past.
it says he's here at last.
With a tear in my eye and a sombre look on my face
I say to myself get me out of this place.


THE END

I could hear a pin drop then...respect
I opened my ears lest we forget.
The People that died for no unearthly reason.
Terrorist **** should be hanged for treason.

I could hear a pin drop.
to the deathly silence.
I opened my heart....
To the sound of sirens.
People injured or badly maimed.
22 Innocents the police have named.

I could hear a pin drop
no one is there.
Evil ******* that didn't really care.
Living in fear from day to day.
Propaganda words they chose to say.

I could hear a pin drop
…Death all around.
I opened my eyes to the sights and the sounds.
People trying to hide their fears
People crying Crocodile tears.

I could hear a pin drop
so let us prey.
It was In the name of religion
or so they say.

I Could hear a pin drop
but I didn't know where.
The stench of death
you could smell in the air.

When I heard the pin drop
I could smell that stench.
Just like the old ***** asleep on the bench.
Families with loved ones that forever have gone.
We're mancunians and we carry on.



THE END