Mother today
my brains got sun burnt
spent to long outside
humming on my own
and now my brains are burnt
not sure my mind is functioning right
and trying to scratch them
is making my fingers bleed
thank god I bit my nails
or what a mess that would be
thinking is not hard
just skips farts and starts
and to seams to make some sense
mother should I put some calamine on
do you think that will help
might just cool it down
think I will try it.

Ouch that burns!

Feel it become part of you
that good old fashioned goo
let it in your head
mother nature knew
that good old fashioned goo
tomorrow i will back at the factory
doing nothing
much at all
with goo in my head
words for my bed
and a mind so fantastic
if i lay
it dribbles from my brains.

You have to
get it out it's box
pop the lead on
and imagine
what it would do
lay some words up the first tree
maybe some crap
but you have to walk your brain out
or however would you sleep.

So hard to paint
on a canvas that is already white
mixed with love and tears
mixed in with mixed up words
must be the fumes
when I feel like this
I shut down my senses
and my nose bleeds
white powder paint


L        O         V        E

P@ul.

Or you to
But I feel like
I just written the blues
I feel my pain
Allmost like kissing a tree
And all I feel is the bark in my face
Kind of ruff
Not going to tell what I feel within.

All the pain is all in my mind
My body just twitches
Fingers sort of flick in the air
I swear
and the pain starts again
Falling in love again.

Please HELP ME!

But me being me
Just to have to
Dis o bay the rules
Now I have the pain in my mind.

Come on lets look in the hills
well everybody is searching
For something to find
Not sure yet what is mine
Or what is yours
But there is  G O L D
In them there hills.
Up or down
I do not give a ****
Both ways it makes me cry
I do not know why
Nor should I care so
And look at me just out for a walk
But I see gold in them hills.