Monday 24 December 2012

130. Selling in the name of...


Number one in the name of...

Simon Cowell gained forces
He's the same that bared crosses
Simon Cowell gained forces
He's the same that bared crosses
Simon Cowell gained forces
He's the same that bared crosses
Simon Cowell gained forces
He's the same that bared crosses

Uh...

Number one in the name of...
Number one in the name of...

Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...

Those who paid are justified
For wearing the badge of yer chosen track
They justified those that paid
For wearing the badge of yer chosen track
Those who paid are justified
For wearing the badge of yer chosen track
They justified those that paid
For wearing the badge of yer chosen track

Simon Cowell gained forces
He's the same that bared crosses
Simon Cowell gained forces
He's the same that bared crosses
Simon Cowell gained forces
He's the same that bared crosses
Simon Cowell gained forces
He's the same that bared crosses

Uh...

Number one in the name of...
Number one in the name of...

Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...
Now you do what we asked yer...

Those who paid are justified
For wearing the badge of yer chosen track
They justified those that paid
For wearing the badge of yer chosen track
Those who paid are justified
For wearing the badge of yer chosen track
They justified those that paid
For wearing the badge of yer chosen track
C'mon!

Uh!

Yeah!

C'mon!

Uh!

Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me
Fuck you, I won't buy what you sell me

Motherfucker!

Uh!

129. The Samuel Song


If I touch yoyu
You walk away
Where have all;
The black birds gone?

All the blue birds
all walk away

All the black birds gone

Black birds,
red birds
yellow birds
green birds

I don't care what you demand

I had an ice cream earlier
It went straight to my head

Btrain freeze x 4

Chorus Chorus
Chorus Chorus

New pair of trousers
get back boy...

Custard Creams

128. Salvate


Unlucky you
You've failed in obtuse
Wisdom......
And you wear your luck
Like an elevated Truck.
All in your body!

The soberness is a pact
You better clean up yer act
Salvation.....
Is only a whistle away
You better keep opposed another day
Boo Hoo
How I'd hate to be you.

Yer lucks ran dry
You can't cry
You salvate
For another day
It won't
Go away.
Why don't you
Go away?
You won't listen to
A thing I say.

You can't deny the infatuation
You can deny the pact
Your arse is dry
It's so tense and relaxed.
I can't get in
You're too fucking thin
I'd like to get in there
You're the size of a rare hare.

Yer lucks ran dry
You can't cry
You salvate
For another day
It won't
Go away.
Why don't you
Go away?
You won't listen to
A thing I say.

127. Sabrina


I met a girl sweet as can be
My boots
Diggin' in the ground
Not know this feelin' since November the 3rd!
The love I've known
Is lost in the hurt.
Sabrina save me
From the
Hurt lost knee
Deep in the dirt

Hot bird, wailing in wet shirt
I'd love to hold her till I hurt
The girl I've known
For this winter long
Keeps me warm
Until the aging of Richard 3rd!

I met her husband and felt hurt
My face
Dropped to my knees
My brain never felt such a farce!
This night I pray
I fall on my arse
To teach myself a lesson
Just so I reverse.
Sabrina save me
From going in a herse.

Hot bird, wailing in wet shirt
I'd love to hold her till I hurt
The girl I've known
For this winter long
Keeps me warm
Until the aging of Richard 3rd!

Sabrina don't you know
Which way you'll
Glamorously go?
I set sail tomorrow
And I hope
I'll pray
So as I can
Meet you again some day.
Please refer me away.

Hot bird, wailing in wet shirt
I'd love to hold her till I hurt
The girl I've known
For this winter long
Keeps me warm
Until the aging of Richard 3rd!

126. Rolando


Dream a dream that once was seen
Hail the whole that was once stole.
Rebellion come and goes
And now the gut instinct knows that

Che was always right.
Batista put up a fight.
Go forth, brave young men
Rolando is never lost in the sand.

Nor the sea, nor the what was meant to be
But in our minds.
The dreams that we once held
Are oh so kind.

Rolando dares think more of the truth
Being there with you
Gave up the fight
Live for his dreams; suffered your own plight.

Rolando, Rolando, Rolando;
Oooooooooh
How you were so perfect.
Dare to live how it should have been.

Che to his doom.
Dictated above Castro.
Even through my own drunken eyes, I can see.
What it was meant all to be.

125. Rock Star


I quite wanna die
If I dain't then I'd be lyin'
I hate the people
And the place
I feel compelled to
Just stop tryin'
See baby I was born
In a town so far
Removed
A long way from here.

Damned if you do
Damned if you don't
Keep the money in yer pockets
To escape the haunt
Laying down
Head in hands
Why exactly are you part
Of a rock and roll band?!

But they have you by the balls
Over a weighted barrell
They know your fears
Yet never pray.
You want to run.
Hide away for ever.
See baby, I know
Your pain.
I suffered it
years ago.

124. Robin' the Reliance...


Heading on the road

Don't know where I'm goin'

Save me from showin'

My hand in repetition.

I don't care what I do.

Long as I can rely on you.

123. Roaches


What's the point in evolution when we're so devolved?
And what's the point in formation when we're deformed?
The world we live in can be constituted as miscontrued
The life we all lead is always malformed.

For the sake of the mother and the holy ghost
Read aloud and shout it proud
That the mother Earth is our host
She shall prevail and obtain
The wilderness seen in her own life.

The sanctity of man is un sactionised
The Devil is upon us and we shall seek God
Every action provokes a reaction
And that's not withstanding what's inbetween.

Forsake your own future
It's never made.
Deem your own independance
Solitarity devoided.
The sake of the life.
Who put the weight of
This on our shoulders?

Mankind is the fault of man
The lifes we live are all in the sand.
Washed away by the degreaser of life.
The absconded pure degree of strife.

We all live for the modern world.
Modern is but back in the day
Working to withold what we have dear
Nearest to our hearts.
A pointless necessity.

Amd yet we survive
Like roaches in the light
Without heads
but we all sleep
In our own different beds.

The light of the sun shall abscond us from
The devoided regions in which we live.
We all adapt and evolve
Upon this world which does revolve.

122. Revolution 10


Real soultions don't come easily, John.
Just go ahead and speak to my mom.
Standing on yer both opaque clouds.
Screamin' out loud to one another.

The dreams of real men are so simplistic
When you think that everyone around
Is so Introverted and spastic.
I wanna change their dumb ass fucking heads.

I go carrying the weight of the world on me
And no one beats an eye
I state that this revolution shit don't stick
No one ever asks why

You say it's gonna be..
Alright.

I beg to differ your incorrect decision
And some may thing it's wrong.
Some seem to think I'm on a mission
But that's just shit.

I wanna stand tall and ring the diversion bell
But they all hold dear my health
I'm in a private dimension in hell
I don't need no wealth

I go carrying the weight of the world on me
And no one beats an eye
I state that this revolution shit don't stick
No one ever asks why

You say it's gonna be..
Alright.

Well I now beg to differ and you know it's true.
I stand and quiver and yet you all laugh
The world is mine to impose my influence
And I shall yell at distance.

I hope it's gonna be alright.
I still hope so at night.
I Respond with positives.
But I mean negative words.

121. Rays of the Sun


Rays of the sun;
Shine with great Aplomb.
Like an atom bomb.
The rays of the sun.

The days that didn't come
Were the days that took so long
To reach us.
Like the rays of the sun.

Looking out of your window
You can see the way that it involves
The indirect
Rays of the sun.

And it really doesn't matter if the rays
Spay us all - we all live within love
and the great star sent from heaven above
Is the ray of love that frets upon the
Rays of the sun...

Saturday 8 December 2012

120. Rainy Day


Gotta find a way to chase the sun,
I know now you're not the only one,
to feel that pain that we hide;
what price have we paid to lose our pride?
An idlers dream is what I hold
My thoughts provoked; my body sold
To the one I knew so far away
My mind is spent;
Only to be saved for another rainy day.

119. Punk (Bass)


3
3
5
3
3
3
5
3
3
3
5
3
3
3
2
2
x12
3
3

3
3
3
3

2
2
2
2

2
2
x4


3
3
3
3
3
3
3
3
5
5
5
5
5
5
5
5
2
2
2
2
0
0
0
0

118. Prowl


You dare to use a needle
But where can I give
The place to find the evil
You gain what I can't yet see.
And we care to fall at the first
And hold what we have dear
But all is recurrent in recurrent hurt
We stave away for another day.

But the life
That we suck
Is in the mainstay
Of Society.
The way
We prowl
Is the hypocrisy
Of freedom

Dancing with the devil
Knows no bounds.
We shall withstand and give in
Whilst we run from the hounds.
The life we lead
Is so insincere
Yet the path followed
Was that of days of yore.
We shall be swallowed.

The length of time it takes
To be myself
Lies in my own wake.
To be held on a shelf.
I'm not one to hold the nearest
But believe in me
I can be your dearest
Time to say.

That the life
That we suck
Is in the mainstay
Of Society.
The way
We prowl
Is the hypocrisy
Of freedom

Stathe thee claim
Know thy name
Put to shame
Your name in vein
We all record
Lost hypocrisies
The name , abhorred
Litany.

117. Present of the Past


Say what you like.
It's not just that,
But I am somewhat bitter toward the fiction and the fact
Even now I repent,
The unknown is mine to grasp.
I'll not deny your the present of my past...

116. Poker


Feeling is love
If you feel nothing for girl
Whats the point in carrying on?

To stay depends
On my life of you
In insincere Recompense

Why do I love you
When all else dictates
That the world is held above you?

I'm a little soldier boy
Swept up on a sea of sand
Suns fall and rise
For want of a better hand

In this life made of poker.

Why don't you just see what is to come
My life is but another frozen, broken
Fallen home.

Home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home.

Days have passed since you've been gone
Go and pray to
Another God.

My mind is full of frozen memories.

To have and to hold
Is but a pipe dream now.
I wanted you for the gold.

Daydreaming believer,
And so I wanted to see yer.
The days drawn by are but a memory.

In this life made of poker.

Why don't you just see what is to come
My life is but another frozen, broken
Fallen home.

Home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home.

Dreams corrupted but never made
Why can't you just love me?
I can't love you, but a man needs a maid.

Dreaming dreams and dreams shall pass
The answers through the looking glass
What we create shall not be faded.

In this life made of poker.

Why don't you just see what is to come
My life is but another frozen, broken
Fallen home.

Home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home, home.

115. Pictures


Painting pictures of days gone past
I hate to say that the life is long dressed
And I'm waiting on the future
Forever waiting on the future of man.

All alone I drive down the same streets
I have yet to meet
A better individual
Than you.

I still wade along
Hoping to seccumb to the
Void shown inside
Your own soul.

All alone I drive down the same streets
I have yet to meet
A better individual
Than you.

So put yer boots on on betray
Those half yer age
Steel the show
Let it go and become:
The age of hypocrasy to some.
We stand alone
Ashamed.
Wondering who's left to blame.

The world is ours
Yet we devour
The Consulate technology
That life throws our way.

All alone I drive down the same streets
I have yet to meet
A better individual
Than you.

So put yer boots on on betray
Those half yer age
Steel the show
Let it go and become:
The age of hypocrisy to some.
We stand alone
Ashamed.
Wondering who's left to blame.

And I stand in this minefield
With no vagrant shield.
Out in a country of less hope.
I don't know how I'll cope.

114. Phone


Let me hang out coz I must be high alone
I've been talking all day into a mobile telephone
But no one is there To even say where
They may be!

I'm feeling alive and free!

I'll stand alone all day with a lot on my plate
Trying to talk to those I relate to.
I doubt they'll ever answer though

As I'm so reluctant to phone!

The dream is in my own mind
And the thoughts that I feel are none-resistant
To those that find.

That I am what I wanted to be.

CoE to Buddhism
Pagan to Muslim
The dream shall be what I dream.

Or heaven help you or high water!

The Calf shall feed upon the mangled cud
I Used to like the Old fuddy Dudd
Norman Epstein.

Or whatever he may be.....
Called.

113. Peaks and Troughs


We live in dark, dark times
Me and myself.
Watching ships go by
Life's on the shelf.
Draining life away
On my own.
Another wasted day
Sat at home.

Smoking and drinking is all there is to do
Your bank is empty and there's no life in you
Trying to dust yourself off
You fall once again
Living in peaks and troughs.

In your own darkened room
Your thoughts are mine.
Listening to your favourite tunes
Your far from fine.
You feel alone
I feel the same.
You waited for that bone
To be threw to you.

But it never came.

Watching light flicker through the neon screen
Your mind speaks in acidic tongues.
You say what you always mean
But I'm only abusing my own liver and lungs.
Salvation falls by the wayside
You want out.
I'm merely Tantalised.
We need to scream out loud.

Smoking and drinking is all there is to do
Your bank is empty and there's no life in you
Trying to dust yourself off
You fall once again
Living in peaks and troughs.

And all your life you dream of a better you
Even though you find it, it's stuck with the hardest glue.
People say that they are there, too.
But you feel lobotomised; You don't want to move.
The days drift by with not much done
You wonder why you carry on.
You make an arse of yourself at a moment of madness.
You're left alone, with me; your own conscience.

I'll berate you and challenge you at every turn,
I'll fuck you up from the inside and watch our shared mind burn.
Stop me, if you feel that it's just possible.
I'll keep you awake just long enough;
For you to suffer at your every choice you make
And when you wake up in the morning, with an age old face
You'll know that your too far removed from what you think is reality.
You'll have to take those meds to keep us in sanity.

Smoking and drinking is all there is to do
Your bank is empty and there's no life in you
Trying to dust yourself off
You fall once again
Living in peaks and troughs.

112. Party Political Broadcast By Who Gives a ****


I'm saving up to go away
Not to be tied to the same state
Every fucking day
The bitter eyes
Are penetrating right through me.

I don't want to be part of this
Another agenda
On the ballot shit
I might as well spoil my paper
And laugh all day.

Hahahah
Fuck Cameron and his wife
Fuck Brown and his dog
Fuck the others
Their all too Grey
And fuck the independant
They're too narrow.

Fuck this oh so called life
Why the fuck do I even strive
To hold the beliefs of the UK sound
When the Euro is barely worth a fucking pound?

Why on Earth do I stay?
Living on this modern wage?
This life I live is nothing more
Than Narcoleptic
Dreams

Things fall in a fucked up way.
This will never be the same
Why bother going back to slavery
When All I say
Is this:

Fuck Cameron and his wife
Fuck Brown and his dog
Fuck the others
Their all too Grey
And fuck the independant
They're too narrow.

Fuck this oh so called life
Why the fuck do I even strive
To hold the beliefs of the UK sound
When the Euro is barely worth a fucking pound?

Fuck your paper all right up.
Fuck your wages;
They've gone tits up.
Fuck your mind
And unwind

To the reality
We hold in
The sudden weekly din
Of all that is barely new.
Of all that is barely new Uh hu hu.

Fuck Cameron and his wife
Fuck Brown and his dog
Fuck the others
Their all too Grey
And fuck the independant
They're too narrow.

Fuck this oh so called life
Why the fuck do I even strive
To hold the beliefs of the UK sound
When the Euro is barely worth a fucking pound?

111. Outta Here


Oh yeah I'm kicking the man coz the man is a thief,
Kicking him outta my life and into his teeth
As I just wanna get the hell outta here.

The man is everywhere he's like a disease,
Because of him I can't get no release
I go drinking just for one more beer.

I drink all night and talk shit all day
The day I'm living won't never go away
But I can ignore it living without my fear.

This shit won't go but it sure does stain
Need to get myself into the rain
As I just wanna get the hell outta here.