Friday, 9 March 2012

BUCKET

THE NEED TO HAVE MONEY IN THIS WORLD TO SURVIVE
THE GREED IS THE NEED TO BE SATISFIED
WORKING  HARD TO ACCUMULATE
 LOTS OF WEALTH FOR A POSH FRONT GATE
A HOUSE FULL OF SPLENDOUR A NICE CAR TOO
A HD TV AND A BRACELET FOR YOU
SOME FINER THINGS ARE UNDER FREEZE
VENISON STEAKS, LADY CAROLINE CHEESE
BUT WHAT WOULD I BE WITHOUT A JOB
A FAT GUT BUCKET AND A LAZY SLOB

IF THERE WERE NO MONEY AND A BARTERING NEED
WE WOULD GO OUT HUNTING AND CAPTURE OUR FEED
TRADE WITH EACH OTHER FOR THINGS WE REQUIRE
ALL BE GOOD AND SING IN A CHOIR
KIND TO OUR NEIGHBOURS, NO NEED TO WORK
NO MORE EXHAUSTION, EVERYDAY A SHIRK.
NO PRICE ON ANYTHING, EVERYTHING FOR FREE
EVERYDAY A LEISURE WITH GOOD COMPANY
BUT WHAT WOULD I BE IF LIFE WERE A FOB
A FAT GUT BUCKET AND A LAZY SLOB

Wednesday, 7 March 2012

Chris Evans

He's a radio presenter as rich as can be, living his life in pure luxury
Playing our tunes, talking of life
Wonderful kids and a happy wife

Wouldn't it be grand to work on radio 2, wouldn't it be great to be like you
Charming and happy, a ginger hair fool
Spinning the tracks for each and us all

It's fun to listen, it's good to hear
Listening to music and all the good cheer, keep it going, keep it real
With lively chat and a fun filled thrill

Monday, 5 March 2012

Russian Democracy

So once again you voted him in
why do that with the state your in
surely there's better than Vladimir Putin
okay there's jobs when there were none
Russians are free to have more fun
countries economy healthy and rich
job galore, what a bitch!
so off you go further right taking money into the night
sharing gone, caring too, lessons from the west won't satisfy you
communism saw it's death, voice of the devil is in your breath
a nation that used to share, leave the rich to grab and tear
that hungry child that once was fed
begs in the street without a bed
learn from your history, Stalin has gone
taking with him that hateful greed
leaving behind a brotherhood feed
Putin is a Cameron with blond hair
buying the votes with corrupting fayer.
Money is greed, with a dangerous need
draining souls, destroying your seed
good mortal beings, wanting lust
at what cost and what unjust.


 


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Watch your step

Don't have a blue fit,
you're the one who trod in it.
It's not my problem at all,
Why you've been such a fool
You just have to, don't you
Walk into to a mess
You knew you shouldn't have
Worn that new dress
and what about your shoes
They were new too?
Well la di da and boo hoo
silly girl you
Now calm down a bit
and next time you twit
Don't tread in the shit

Thursday, 1 March 2012

Suggest it

Some people call me hideous
Some even say I'm fabulous
Others just look and stare
Some just touch for a dare
But I can't be bothered
and i don't really care

I eat rather peculiar things
A few of them even have wings
people think that I'm cruel
others say my belly looks full
Well it does protrude when I've ate
I just want to sleep,
Coz I'm beaten when I've eaten

I live in a glass box
And just like a fox
I sometimes crawl out
And wander about
Quietly I sliver around
Until I am found
Then I am put back in my case
i stare and hiss at the big face.

One day I'll be free
When that day comes, he will see
Sneaking around so quietly
I'll bite him on the neck
My teeth only leave a small speck
A tiny little hole, just a little peck
When I'm free from that glass thing
Free to hiss and sing











Wednesday, 22 February 2012

# SHOW THEM A SMILE

Cast your mind back, what do you see?, a handful of memories from a distant history
all you've been through and all that is lost, the places you've been from city to coast
Fragments of life are never enough, the moments are gone, like turning to dust
the precious things stay, way deep in your brain, they are there for you, when called on again
so live for today, don't let life get you down, show them a smile and an uplifted frown
just show them a smile and an uplifted frown

There's plenty to see and plenty to do, life's a safari, though trapped in a zoo
fight for freedom and what you believe, don't let them win or let them deceive
Love comes your way, once or twice in your life, it's time to settle down and make her your wife
but a temper your born with and a temper you'll lose, hold on back, restrain the ranting blues
so live for today, don't let life get you down, show them a smile and an uplifted frown
just show them a smile and an uplifted frown

when alls been done and your looking back, children have grown, they've fled from the pack
living they're lives as good people do, paying their tax and following you
soon they will wed, have some of they're own, bringing them round to whine and to moan
oh you don't mind, seeing angelic faces, lifts you right up, taking them places,
to the time when at peace, and a time when a child, a little biddie horror and a little wild
but live for today, don't let life get you down, show them a smile and an uplifted frown
just show them a smile and an uplifted frown

soon it's all over, your left on your own, fighting for that cause, no longer known
for things have moved on, people have changed, along with their music, it's an unusual age
your grandson's a punk, granddaughters in blue,
your children are too busy to be bothered with you,
sitting and reading, looking at walls, building's have grown so big and so tall
strange people live in & around your town
But just live for today, don't let life get you down, show them a smile and an uplifted frown
just show them a smile and an uplifted frown



Monday, 20 February 2012

Sleep

I sit here when  I should be in bed, must be going out of my head
but even when I do, my minds in a stew,
wondering what the next move is to make, what I should do

I go to bed but cannot sleep, stirring round or snoring deep,
with a cough and choke, splutter and sneeze
must get up now, get up, get up, I  need a wee

its not fair, one sleep would do, sleeping soundly as babies do
not toss and turn and wake up all night
sleeping and worrying in another dream fright
nightmare after nightmare, scaring myself
punching out in the middle of the night

well here goes for a few more
work the next day and I'm up at four
another day slog and home by three
then probably fall asleep on my yellow settee



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