Sunday 3 January 2010



Hard slap and confident
Contemplating an sent email
Stooped shoulders and an arrogant
Newcomer, this is not the plan
Smiling faces, they get on my nerves
Trackin', this surprises me and
Puts me in my place and will
Ultimately have me lost
I don't care and
I do
I require change anyway
At this point
Just to check the video night
I trust you
Two birdies
Two souls
Two hands in two pockets
I confess to my one and only
Night in the cells
Is this paint the right pain?
It is if I say so, so
Ei...i...go
Hey ho
The clouds is low
I ain't gonna' turn this torment down
The gay flick
Transforms into engines
And tommies
I remember the aggression
Dear, dear customer, I was wrong
About that and many other scores
Oh God, I have found a resting place
Stuff 'appens, you know
What it's like, fruit and veg
I thought you were a banker
I thought you would ask me less questions
Keep looking, keep furnishing
You have been a rock, despite Oslo
Neither of you can put a foot wrong
Unfortunately
Leave and lead a sub-standard life
Walk all over me...je sais
Hey Ringo, photograph the surface of hot drinks
Laugh at and curse your workplace at
The same time, look eastwards
We are on top of our game
We are in the company of trans-gender
They only say hello on their terms and
When they are becoming savvy
Savvy savvy savvy
When they are
Standing on the fertile grounds where
Olive trees compete
Red berets and Fathers...Fathers
Intimate with their sons
It's becoming more difficult to see
The goodness these days, yet at
The same time
Yet at the same time...
I am beginning to see the point
You have been a rock
You must hold the police helmet aloft and
Remember, remember...Jesus Christ...her eyes at zero point
Zero eight seconds

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