Changes and grows and bores -
The seasons, as fall does spring,
Wishing for adventure and fun
When life is repetitive boring,
Wishing for dull and familiar
When life is fast unpredictable,
Discontent with the old taken
New is wished for, thus craving
This will be the human heart -
Always wanting, always depart
Of contentment, and always it
Finds change and changing, yet
Stills for a time enough to rest
Makes way for the new but does
Forget not the old and rusted,
It finds, it claims, it renews, and
It outgrows, rots, buries for new,
This will be its gifted curse living
Until its last very beat breathing
Fickle, want, and sentimental,
Human hearts as molten metal
As forever shifting unto death
Accursed gift of everlasting unrest.

Down-trodden


Here I am, the one it’s easy to detest;
Here I am, I’m simply trying to do my best.
Here I am, so give your flapping mouth a rest;
Here I am, in my pure, unforgiving, mosh pit.


So get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!

Get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!

Get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!


Because were only here, to sing a song to fat chicks;
We’re only here, to embrace the outcasts.
We’re only here, to annoy the beautiful people;
We only care about, the none vain first class,
Truly beautiful within, kids with no Dads;
Without a silver spoon childhood, to give you a helping hand.
The kids with no money, who appreciate it the most;
The kids who pick up guitars and write the songs that you love.


So get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!

Get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!

Get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!


Because we don’t care and neither should you.
We don’t care, that were not cool.
We don’t care, what they think about us;
Because we simply do not give a ****!


Head bang, heavy metal, be seen as pure evil;
Don’t care what they say, we’re always gonna be cool.
Flip your *******, at those who say that you’re a fool;
For they’re only scared of our primal rage gene pool!


So get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!

Get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!

Get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!


So I wave goodbye,
To all of my fans.
So I wave goodbye,
To all those who danced.
So I wave goodbye,
To the chosen outcasts;
The one’s who simply, are first class.


(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

This Is It.
Him.
Alone.
One.
Just.
No *******.
Lemmy.

Hard pang of metal
louder than my
brittle ears can withstand.
Hard ping of wonder
sent, malicious,
from hidden wonderlands.

Cleave
my warm limbs from me.
Rip
my innards from me.
Substitute synthetic
amplification
for my
basic
weakness.