He never writes about the flowers Or the field or the trees, or the… He wants more than rhyming or desc… To emerge from his written words So he writes about ordinary people
Can I ask you a question mum? Yes certainly dear Go ahead Well, It’s about those children on the t…
Pick up your cigarettes Sit back relax You’re never alone With a packet of fags Cough, cough louder
Alan was very good at it Everyone knew how good he was At ‘it’ Better than most actually Better than anyone around here
I say I didn’t They think that I did Or I would have If I could have But I probably did
I know you think I’m lucky And I’ve got the perfect girl But you should try her sometime You should give her a whirl She’s not content like most are
I wouldn’t drink this If I wasn’t so drunk he said He collapsed on his bunk He was dead The
Superman wasn’t as super As Lois had us believe He had nothing in his trousers And a syringe up his sleeve Yes, superman was a junkie
Someone has given us strength Someone has given us character Someone has given us fearlessness Someone has given us faith Otherwise why don’t we scream?
When was the last time? I told you that I love you You can’t remember, can you? But I do People often don’t say
Everyone knows Our government is cruel Just look at the prices We pay for our fuel How is it other countries?
Sincerely I believe what I say What I don’t practice I preach every day My part time morals are…. Too easy to be true
We’ve been friends for years And our eyes always meet I know you like me And I think you’re sweet It’s our little secret
Under the guise Of religion or politics I carry out my task Whist hiding behind An anonymous mask
Atom bombs Nuclear waste Experiments on animals To our disgrace Drugs for this