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Chiang Mai is out of gas What comes next? Bangkok? Why can't the world just stay the same? Why do people have to fight, go to war I don't understand. I thought I did I was wrong. It's like I'm living in this little bubble that I pop every year When I go to this place unfamiliar that I'm supposed to call "Home" I'm confused Frustrated Angry So yes, Chiang Mai is out of gas What comes next?
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Mar 4
Mar 4, 2026 at 7:08 AM UTC
I live in Thailand
The city is dead Like thunder shouting into The infinite blue.
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Jun 3, 2025
Jun 3, 2025 at 1:03 PM UTC
bangkok, thailand early May rain
It's late in the evening 🎇 I'm wondering what clothes to wear 😌 Thinking about our old stuff And brush my long dark hair 😌 I asked "do I look alright? " U said "yes u look beautiful tonight " I went to Bangkok city U can see my straight hair that night I asked "do u feel alright? " U said "yes I feel wonderful tonight " Flensburg far away from me But now can u see ? With my lonely eyes I tried my best in everything 🙂 Why I'm still suffering deep down my mind?
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Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 7:45 AM UTC
wonderful in painful night
I was sitting along In a god forsaken bar Somewhere on the lunatic fringes Of society On the bad part of town Over by railroad tracks Heading to hell As fast as I could drink it down Enjoying my lonely drink Drinking by my lonesome self With my partners Jimmy Dean, and the Walker brother And his old Granddad Just drinking and hanging With the Jack Daniel's gang A crazed *** With a thousand year stare Walks up to me He begins Muttering to himself Nutty nonsense Crazy words In a lunatic's voice He had the look Of one possessed By his own demons That only he can see Or hear Possessed by a secret knowledge Only he knew Despite myself I was fascinated By this lunatic's tale So, I stopped him And said So, what's your game Anyway The short little dude Stopped his insane prattle Starting at me With that thousand year old stare Just another washed up Lunatic Too many drugs Too many bad nights On the wrong side of life An acid causality from the 60’s Went out so far Down the LSD rabbit hole Never came back He looked at me And proclaimed his story He reared up And filled up the room And lifted the bar On his finger And stared down at me From the sky And said Since you asked I am God The alpha and Omega The real deal The original dude of dudes The sultan of Swing God of hosts And father of that Jesus dude But no one knows me Any more No one cares They think I am irrelevant They think I am dead They think I am a fairy tale From some olden, ancient time Some say I am dead Others think I should be dead That my work is done I looked at him Carefully now And what did I see An old man With that lunatic look But there was something else He was crazy Sure yes But perhaps he was the real deal I mean why not Why would not God be A lunatic wandering around loose Talking to low lives like me In a bar On the way to hell So, I looked at him And invited him to share His tale of woe God tells me Well, it's like this Many a year ago People believed in me But one day They quit believing in me And they went on without me As they left me My powers got weaker and weaker And so eventually I became What you see today A broken down drunk Hanging out Looking for a hand out Looking for some company Or at least a free dinner And he laughed and laughed And I looked at him And saw the beginnings of the end And the ends of the beginnings I saw a million planets Flash by A billion people A trillion sentient beings Thinking all at once Thoughts filled my head Lights flashed And I knew He was telling the truth But it did not matter In this day and age Of materialism God has no role God is truly dead And so, I bought him a drink And walked out of the bar Profoundly saddened by what I had seen God was dead And we had all conspired To **** him Long live God
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Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 4:16 AM UTC
God's confession
I was sitting along In a god forsaken bar Somewhere on the lunatic fringes Of society On the bad part of town Over by railroad tracks Heading to hell As fast as I could drink it down Enjoying my lonely drink Drinking by my lonesome self With my partners Jimmy Dean, and the Walker brother And his old Granddad Just drinking and hanging With the Jack Daniel's gang A crazed *** With a thousand year stare Walks up to me He begins Muttering to himself Nutty nonsense Crazy words In a lunatic's voice He had the look Of one possessed By his own demons That only he can see Or hear Possessed by a secret knowledge Only he knew Despite myself I was fascinated By this lunatic's tale So, I stopped him And said So, what's your game Anyway The short little dude Stopped his insane prattle Starting at me With that thousand year old stare Just another washed up Lunatic Too many drugs Too many bad nights On the wrong side of life An acid causality from the 60’s Went out so far Down the LSD rabbit hole Never came back He looked at me And proclaimed his story He reared up And filled up the room And lifted the bar On his finger And stared down at me From the sky And said Since you asked I am God The alpha and Omega The real deal The original dude of dudes The sultan of Swing God of hosts And father of that Jesus dude But no one knows me Any more No one cares They think I am irrelevant They think I am dead They think I am a fairy tale From some olden, ancient time Some say I am dead Others think I should be dead That my work is done I looked at him Carefully now And what did I see An old man With that lunatic look But there was something else He was crazy Sure yes But perhaps he was the real deal I mean why not Why would not God be A lunatic wandering around loose Talking to low lives like me In a bar On the way to hell So, I looked at him And invited him to share His tale of woe God tells me Well, it's like this Many a year ago People believed in me But one day They quit believing in me And they went on without me As they left me My powers got weaker and weaker And so eventually I became What you see today A broken down drunk Hanging out Looking for a hand out Looking for some company Or at least a free dinner And he laughed and laughed And I looked at him And saw the beginnings of the end And the ends of the beginnings I saw a million planets Flash by A billion people A trillion sentient beings Thinking all at once Thoughts filled my head Lights flashed And I knew He was telling the truth But it did not matter In this day and age Of materialism God has no role God is truly dead And so, I bought him a drink And walked out of the bar Profoundly saddened by what I had seen God was dead And we had all conspired To **** him Long live God
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Those who have lost their battles, They'll be fine from now on. They're up high in their castles, For their life down here is gone. Just keep flying up, Angels. You'll be right where you belong. Thank you for everything, Angels. The trip won't be that long.
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 3:46 AM UTC
Angels
We were together Staring out at the black sea; A void in some backwater alley Of central Bangkok. You were laughing at its beauty And like the stars I stared blankly, Looking for everything I could not see. Alternating undercurrent Of raw sewage and street-food spice, Alive in the shadow Of a searing neon skyline, The moon made of bone; We blacken our lungs Six thousand miles from home. Set in greed for *** and company, The familiar lilt of Latin tongues. In a dream I still need to breathe, Still need to feel the heat of love Or at least the touch of anyone. I lean, habit-ridden Over the railings of misspelled lovers That carved their names half-drunk With hotel keys Into the dandelion paint, That with gradual loss, Succumbs to the traffic And falls in the breeze. You wept at the sentiment. I baulked in their loss. I drew you in closer To keep hold of this dream, Before the night fades, Before time has forgot, Before life pulls us apart, Before love loosens its knot.
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Dec 14, 2016
Dec 14, 2016 at 11:31 AM UTC
Dream #3
twenty-fifth floor double room with a view on how far you're gone silly birds crashing into the window. they can't get in i can't get out. --Watercolour
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Jul 12, 2016
Jul 12, 2016 at 7:16 AM UTC
Bangkok
The chao phraya river song by david john clare Down by the River (echo-ee, a Capella) Down by the River (echo-ee, a Capella) 1 Down By the River, don't dive in, them sharks are real-damn-mean but, that's where you'll find me... along with buzzards, ******** and kumoi dope fiends... chorus 'cause we love that ***** water ... oh oh oh Bangkok, Thailand; you're our home ! 2 now...Oriental Asian Ladies, Thailand's **** Siam queens I dig them slant-eyed ****** Them Sticky cat-faced chicks on Soi 13! 'cause they love that ***** water ... oh oh oh Bangkok, Thailand; you're my home ! (Harmonica Solo) 3 You'll find me trashed one morning (smashed!) Iced-down in China Town; all crying alone... One day I'll never leave here (Lord!) Unless an Esan Girl might claim me for her own... 'cause I love that ***** water ... oh oh oh Bangkok, Thailand; you're our home ! Refrain Chao Phraya River, Chao Phraya River... Chao Phraya River, Chao Phraya River... Buddha! Chao Phraya River, Chao Phraya River... Chao Phrya River, Chao Phraya River... Oh, Bangkok you're my home! (Big smiling shark jumps from river with switchblade knife in between teeth...) fin (c) in perpetuity, David John Clare Clairvoyant Music BMI Thailand...
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 6:27 PM UTC
Bangkok Theme Song NEW
Thailand ****** Can read my mind See my desire Feel my pain Siam Halloween in nana klong toey Thai delights even the ladyboys look good tonight they know how to **** over and survive using a cheap disguise Hey forang you wanna **** me? 1000 baht short time curiosity. I prefer real ladies with juicy butts Flavored with beer and sangsom whiskey ***** Take me home beat me with your **** asian Treats Make me lick your ***** feets Asian women are my lust filled desire They sit on my face until I can't breath no more Than make me pay for my ***** laundry Soap me up and knock me down Bangkok Thailand is my home town I slither along the Sukhumvit soi 11, devoted to the ***** I'm in 7th heaven... Her **** smells better than stupid blonde Suzy the airhead girl next door boring rubber doll Asian toilet scrubbers turn me on the never heard of boring old vain Beverly hills ugly rodeo drive full of stuffy old hags high on ****** pills Sad drag Beverly hills I lived in that phoney fake berg I love the ancient town Bangkok where my face gets slapped and hurt! *** is a weapon. ****** are mans desire Zeus fell in lust with a Greek goddess than expired? Nasty ****** in Thailand make me hard I become 18 again nothing else matters but fun with that wanna be ******
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 9:36 PM UTC
Thailand Courtesans of the Knight
Miss Nisa impetuous young lady! In Bangkok I met her at OTOP She was impetuous I loved her She spit on me I love her Anyway! Her dad was fantastic her mom was so nice to me... Her uncle tried to **** me with a bash to my bleedy head. I ran down the street to go hospital Then deported to Japan What the **** ...did I do wrong?
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Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 4:16 PM UTC
Miss Nisa of Thailand
Ice cream and pie Makes my pain say goodbye Late in the night when the doctors away We kissed and we played My life she now saved Nurse cherry Was mine now she is married While she was in my bed The doctor walked in On the floor were her clothes He was shocked as I grinned He saw we both gave in to sin Nurse cherry Sweeter than pie I remember that night She held me so tight Nurse cherry Ice cream and pie Makes my pain say goodbye Late in the night when the doctors away We kissed and we played My life she now saved Nurse cherry Was mine now she is married...
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 11:52 AM UTC
Nurse Cherry
The Sukhumvit Rap   by David John Clare Boom boom bah smoke yaba bah bah bah boom! Boom boom bah smoke yaba bah bah bah boom!   Well, she come in to Na Na town on dah midnight sky train, anonymous esan girl she a mysterious Bangkok dame Out of the nite shadows she will walk and magically appear, I'm telling you fresh forang you got some awful things to fear right here She can slave your mind in a minute without talk so lyrical, she's a modern Thai freak, a ****** miracle First She opiates his mind then double you'll see will loose all sense of time and then the trouble will be She knows what she is doing, her instincts are cold Forang men they surrender and just do what they are told Beyond the like of a dibbie girl as you are a sucker for her date she will leave your mind and body in a wicked deadly state A jealous girlfriend could now completes the scene as you walk back to your short time room near Pat Pong soi cowboy libertine...   If you get near her you hear the voice of a Thai Siren Don't you look at her don't you touch you'll start cryin' If you dare embrace her fool you will think you found a rare Silom Road Jem or Jewel? She can tear your heart out and she will do it with your own **** tool !   Tell The brothers not to look the wink of her eye, tell all of the brothers not to watch her WINK!   You can tell by her moves and the slit under her dress she is a one trick thai pony ahead of you by her breast She got a photographic smile Greta garbo movie hair She can tear any man down with that Siamese cat like looking stare... Don't look into her eyes she'll control you blind you want to wine and dine her? ha, it is your mind she will sixty nine Shell try her best to allure you so now don't concede cuz if you touch her now boy your heart will bleed It is a hell of way to take a Thailand vacation but remember this; there is no way of ever stopping this ****** man killer creation.   Tell The brothers not to watch the wink of her eye, tell all of the brothers not to watch her WINK! Boom boom bah smoke yaba bah bah bah boom! Boom boom bah smoke yaba bah bah bah boom! WINK!   (c) 2010 Clairvoyant Music / BMI Los Angeles CA USA  all rights in perpetuity by the author
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Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 12:08 PM UTC
Bangkok Rap
The Sukhumvit Rap   by David John Clare Boom boom bah smoke yaba bah bah bah boom! Boom boom bah smoke yaba bah bah bah boom!   Well, she come in to Na Na town on dah midnight sky train, anonymous esan girl she a mysterious Bangkok dame Out of the nite shadows she will walk and magically appear, I'm telling you fresh forang you got some awful things to fear right here She can slave your mind in a minute without talk so lyrical, she's a modern Thai freak, a ****** miracle First She opiates his mind then double you'll see will loose all sense of time and then the trouble will be She knows what she is doing, her instincts are cold Forang men they surrender and just do what they are told Beyond the like of a dibbie girl as you are a sucker for her date she will leave your mind and body in a wicked deadly state A jealous girlfriend could now completes the scene as you walk back to your short time room near Pat Pong soi cowboy libertine...   If you get near her you hear the voice of a Thai Siren Don't you look at her don't you touch you'll start cryin' If you dare embrace her fool you will think you found a rare Silom Road Jem or Jewel? She can tear your heart out and she will do it with your own **** tool !   Tell The brothers not to look the wink of her eye, tell all of the brothers not to watch her WINK!   You can tell by her moves and the slit under her dress she is a one trick thai pony ahead of you by her breast She got a photographic smile Greta garbo movie hair She can tear any man down with that Siamese cat like looking stare... Don't look into her eyes she'll control you blind you want to wine and dine her? ha, it is your mind she will sixty nine Shell try her best to allure you so now don't concede cuz if you touch her now boy your heart will bleed It is a hell of way to take a Thailand vacation but remember this; there is no way of ever stopping this ****** man killer creation.   Tell The brothers not to watch the wink of her eye, tell all of the brothers not to watch her WINK! Boom boom bah smoke yaba bah bah bah boom! Boom boom bah smoke yaba bah bah bah boom! WINK!   (c) 2010 Clairvoyant Music / BMI Los Angeles CA USA  all rights in perpetuity by the author
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