Eyes Staring eyes Peering through the curtains Through the keyhole From under the mat
The man said to his wife You loathe me why? She was startled, she denied it She cried Her love for her husband
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…
Under the guise Of religion or politics I carry out my task Whist hiding behind An anonymous mask
Here I am And here I lie Alone on my death bed But before I die I will try
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
Is there another life for us? In spirit, beyond the grave Is there truly a heavenly place? For all the souls that have been s… Will I go there if im good?
Everyone knows Our government is cruel Just look at the prices We pay for our fuel How is it other countries?
Alan was very good at it Everyone knew how good he was At ‘it’ Better than most actually Better than anyone around here
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
Pick up your cigarettes Sit back relax You’re never alone With a packet of fags Cough, cough louder
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
I watch your little face patiently Like a hawk watching its prey I’m determined this time I’m determined to you today You’ve fooled me once too often
You were wearing An extremely short skirt That night you first walked in To the showroom of my local My immediate impression