No return to the ancient ways those days are gone like Mao Zedong Those times have past we’re all outclassed Like h.g’s griffin were fading fast Last come first served let’s try not to swerve or skirt the issues with those who deserve Some extra thought but don’t get caught with your feelings down in this shitty town In times of plenty I’m coming up empty So who will prevent me from being their enemy There’s no more incentive to be so inventive Every ones so sensitive bordering on demented Broken and torn forlorn and well worn with lashings of scorn you have been warned No three minute signal no more individual Turn on the video let’s watch something simple Higher and higher hi-yah says the challenger Implying their danger is soon to come at ya Defend and defeat counter and attack you know they’ll be back with some other weird crap It’s never ending like falco and bastion a story to last you cos the nothing gets past you Like atreyu in mud for the hurt and the blood and the misunderstood sabotaging the good . Yin and Yang back to where it all began , If you need a helping hand be sure to have a plan Cos nothing comes for free even with your family just insecurity and corrupted memories Like the colours of my mind except my mind is fucking blind I’m never gonna find the shit that you’ve defined Declined at all stops , go on take the fucking Lot take everything we’ve got all the coins are in the slot

Spending money like it’s water when I ought to take more care But everything’s so overpriced I’m pulling out my hair Hair today and gone tomorrow when the sorrow starts to follow To swallow the shallow To swallow fucking all Consume every morsel and clear up all the mess now it’s time to get undressed and confess under duress The stress taking lead talking weird drinking mead drinking brew for two or anything will do Just between me and you I’d main line the few who have answers to it all , know it alls posing fools Useless tools for Building walls Like a hammer made of ice , that looks nice and shines and glimmers But shatters with the slightest touch Disintegrates as you watch Without so much of a push so much energy on very little sympathy Like a dead accountant no accountability No honesty just farce just lies no class no truth just masks That hide and obscure the smell of manure The young and mature Defeat and make pure Purification or putrefaction The distraction stops the action the way to relax them A time to attack them Devour as they scour or curse your power The hour is late and the time is right No need to fight or -for more fighting Getting exited or finding it frightening Time is of the essence The load needs lightening. A problem shared and all that crap The cliches are back for the weak to crack on And us that don’t belong are accused of being wrong everything you do gets rejected or sent back to you Return to sender say the pissy bellenders Well I wouldn’t defend em or love or commend them Who fucking sent them the bunch of demented yes-men I’ll see you at the pearly gates if that’s your fate or maybe with Dante well traverse The malebolge The nine levels would be something to behold Then maybe you do as your told With the morning star breathing down your neck With the sins of others of fathers and mothers and the dead and obscene And the tricky politicians with their private morticians Condition yourself your health both mental and physical for this is your wealth your strength Your recompense to this immense occurrence This psychic disturbance perturbing my deliverance No stability without their belligerence

I used to have a demon to comfort me Until they sent me far for psychiatry Dead by dawn and well swallow your soul And we’ll take control of your chosen role And we’ll dig your bones in a very deep hole Drain your blood and tarry your toll Like Linda Blair your hair will be covered in puke Green pea soup messing up your look Mistook you for a friend when you’re just another cuck arseholes and crooks in the holy fucking book Take those pills your getting ill its not a clever hook Grow up child dont be so wild Dont be so fucking duped It’s true that certain people are drawn closely to the dark Two by two by three as we line up For their ark Safe within their rules almost everything turns to shit Or so they’d have us believe the dirty cheating bunch of pricks Fear is a motivating factor strength in numbers calms us all , well when your number is less than two it ain’t calming at fucking all Ostracised before I realised things before my eyes would die Cauterise and theorise as to who or what or why Now pull up your socks and wipe your face Cos little boys ain’t meant to cry In later days my companion returned This time we’ve learned to keep it zipped This time we know to stay tight lipped Or god forbid another trip Like poor old jack in the cuckoos nest Get plenty of rest Cough it off your chest Bright green slime is this a sign The death of mine or some other time Bandits with maps of the light and the black of the burning desire to maim and react Ant the dire on the wire And the fire and the liars And the death and the dead and the pain and the cracks and the coke and the smack

Marlon Brando There’s no point acting like you’re Marlon Brando now You are not Al Pacino you are not chairman Mao Bogart was a gangster he ruled the silver screen Angels have dirty faces when there’s nothing to keep clean Cagney was the bad guy always acting very mean And Tony sang soprano And caused a fucking scene You ain’t in the fucking mafia You are not crip or blood You are not the king or don Of your crappy neighbourhood So maybe close your mouth as your words are heading south It’s writing cheques that you can’t cash You’re signing yourself out Pretending you’re a tough man And you claim your alpha male Said you’d beat some poor guy up When you actually broke a nail Always talking football calling women tarts or birds Your attitude to life these days is bordering on absurd Borderline sociopath Munchausen by default Next you’ll be craving attention And feeding babies salt Your image is projected Just like the great old oz Take care your curtains Not pulled back By that nosey little dog Choose your own adventure Like a game of d&d Pretending to be hard and mean Does little good to me A life of toxic input is very hard to beat But if I can do it then so can you You’ll find if you just seek The roles were told to be and do Are never in place for me or you Just an agenda the privileged few better their lives on the back of you You ain’t scarface You’re a fucking cock/a-roach Behave yourself silly bloke

V1) Ya dog is on a string it’s fucking shitting on the floor I’m walking the fandango so I don’t step in any more Every step I take is like I’m walking on a line Dog turds placed strategicly a field of fucking mines Ever heard of cleaning up your own fucking mess ? Cos navigating dog eggs all day induces so much stress Saw a tree the other day covered with shit bags Like some kind of strange new fruit just waiting to be grabbed Nothing worse than stepping In a freshly cooked dog turd Why they can’t just pick it up Is bordering on absurd I’ve half a mind to take a drive And visit you at home Drop a crap on your front step As your chatting on the phone

My head is pounding It might just explode I’ve taken some pills Now I need another load It just like on scanners But pardon my manners Their saving the banners It’s time to reload Its time to explode My vision is blurry I’m starting to worry The light is intense And so is the burning No longer yearning Or learning or earning Feeling blacked out Ideas are turning My body is aching My heart for the taking Like Kevin bacon We’re quite good at faking No point forsaking Or breaking and taking Cos like mr freeze We’re too busy shaking Feeling so naked I can’t keep away Not even a day From the things that betray My life my own way I can’t stop and think You’re garbage that stinks And sporting that ink Don’t half make you think Dont half make you talk Like mr Peter Falk With bodies in chalk And peoples who sin And negative things And blackness within And terror without The deafening shout The maddening clout Things turned inside out

She wore black and I got hacked Information superhighway turning its back So turn the other cheek stop being a freak Your not Radiohead stop acting like a creep Stop playing the fool This ain’t comedy zoo Or Noah’s ark marching two by two we’re all animals t hrough and through Some are lions some worms but who are you We rode on horses made of sticks Cos my brand new grifters been fucking well nicked I chained it to the gate when I was running kind of late I only got it last week what a fucking piss take This is why people don’t ever keep nice things Float like a butterfly the bees the one that stings The snakes slither all around the siren starts to sing She would always win the fight in hindsight Blight and fright divide A Mars a day should save your pride No need to laugh when you’re feeling snide No need to kick and scream and fuss It’s only things it’s only stuff Shot in the dark through the heart leaves a mark It doesn’t take a genius to see that ain’t so smart

Something is crawling right Under my skin The worms of sin are Squirming within The bugs of indifference Are Calmly dismissing And hissing and feeling Is doing my head in The Cockroach and mites And other parasites Who come out at night To eat and to take flight So How about the crabs That live on my face They’re Breeding and shitting all over the place Smaller and smaller Until the point is made Small enough to see a tardigrade I felt them move all Inside of my veins I hope they dont swim Right inside of my brain I think they got in Through my eyes and my nose Or maybe their eggs are Inside of my clothes Ticks and worms and tiny nematodes The thought has made my mind fucking explode Tapeworms are growing inside of my guts Im feeling them moving Its driving me nuts Soon they’ll appear From back entrance b They’ve had their fill of feeding from me My body keeps itching It’s gotta be the lice I had em once before It ain’t so fucking nice My dr says they aren’t really there Well how do they know If it’s infesting my hair They say it’s the meds And maybe my head Let’s change all your pills Is what the quack said Well I’d rather be dead Than lived on and fed By the crawlies that creep When I sleep in my bed

Silence in Eden Eden is silent It’s barren within The snake and the apple Original sin Eve stairs blankly Cold dead eyes From Adam’s ribs We take our price Our pound of flesh the apple is fresh The scene is set for treachery yet Forbidden fruits the tree calls out Knowledge is power there is no doubt Goodbye horses flying over you I dreamt that you were dying too I felt that they no longer new How to live or what they should do They never got a chance to use their brains Because In the garden it never rains Old mother horse eyes never cries just decides While others just deride or divide like the tide From the deadly sea of red to the thousands drowning dead To the voices in your head dictating all you’ve said I’m flying over you cos that’s what I learnt to do It’s easy to confuse when you mark the few that lose On a list of who’s who’s they haven’t got a clue They haven’t got a choice or voice to talk it through They haven’t got a life too much vice just ain’t nice You’ll end up sick and covered in lice See it in their eyes , no suprises just misguided Like cain and able well All be divided Brother kills brother and spy vs spy Life’s a little easier if you really fucking try There no going back to Eden it’s gone If it ever existed it wasn’t there for long This is why we can’t have nice things There’s always someone to clip your wings Always one to stamp you down To act a fooland be a clown To tell you to calm right down It’s so frustrating when they’re Gaslighting and manipulating Goodbye horses I’ll fly over you Cos In my heart I’m dying too And in my head I’m nearly dead And no one said to be prepared Cos outside the garden It’s harder than you know There ain’t no rule book Or instructions to follow We’re all first timers We’re all unique Goodbye horses You’re all just freaks Playing at games Naming famous names The aim is to gain when you live on their plane Take what you can and get what you see Inna Gadda da Vida , and cest la vie