Friday, December 09, 2011

Rings And Leashes

Life is a cup of tea
That i just spilt
Mind is a puzzle of maze
The jigsaw's a blade
Heart is an aunt you hate
Cause she fed you bread
Legs are like *Fawlty Towers*
Built on paper mache

Sun is a big dark sword
Made out of yellow cardboard
Moon is a hollow oval
It has no soul
Earth is such a joke
It's out of shape
Pluto had to get fired
For something Saturn did

Rings and leashes
They're all the same

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Tripping All Over You

I got a yarn bombed tree
A seven mile naked run to go

She's been waiting at the other end
Tired, dying to go home

I got my clocks laid out, a one hour back
But me, i need some saving too

Things are getting high
I got another man's foot in my shoe

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

All over you

I got a mailbox full of pills
That i will never ever need

I got a key chain,a sling shot
And some friends to be happy with

She paints my bed with her pencil
Dipped in a sweet warm ink

We are getting high
Our sorrows, now all drained in a sink

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

All over you

I got a stubble made out of trimmers
I learnt that point some don't do none

I got wax dripping from my candle
Its better than what i crumble

She's got me saying the sweetest things
No, i never the know the reasons why

I gotta get my friend outta the bars
For some that i really did

Its a purple moonshine here
Its a raving pollution there

All in all
I've got to say
We can make it here
It's not so bad

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

All over you

Tripping All Over You
Tripping All Over You
Tripping All Over You
Tripping All Over You

You
You
You
Yeah You

Thursday, November 03, 2011

Paradigm Shift(less)

I was standing
Beneath the ocean floor
Rising up to the waves

The sun, it rises
From a different curve
Rays of stone in my eyes

Gardens of orchids dance
To the songs of sea weeds
That the sponges once wrote

Dolphins fly with the eagles
A universe of trance
No paradigm shifts, here i feel

Door bells ring, just like dreams
In a cold cold breeze
Lets embrace the sin

Drowning with the fireflies
Whispering sounds to the rivers
A breath of fresh air

Wings flutter in the silver rain
New lives are being born
Sparks of an unpredictable love

All these worlds, they collide
It's such a rat race here
It's such a rat race here

Friday, October 21, 2011

The Scooter Song

Wanna buy a scooter
Crawl it to your house
Put you in the backseat
Take you for a ride
Pineapple juice and pepper
Palm trees and breeze
We'll wander around LA
We'll sleep in Long beach

Long beach
Long beach

Wanna fly a plane
Right into your porch
I'll give you the controls
Crash out the ozone
Say hello the birds
Say hello to the bees
Make love on the
Passenger seats

Passenger seats
Passenger seats

Wanna take you to New Zealand
Wanna take you to India
Roam the streets on Bombay
Wanna make you meet my mum
My dad will love you
No matter what
My brother, he loves me
So he will love you too

They'll all love you
Yes, they will love you

But i crashed my scooter
It broke in two
My plane had no wings
It was a bad investment too
I will never know you
You'll never get to know me
I'll just lie
Alone in my dreams

Broken Dreams
Broken Dreams
Broken Dreams
Broken Dreams

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Wrapped Up In Spirals

I shut off
I am the closing chapter of a book
It has no words
I am a one way dead end street
You have no clue
I am a life wrapped up in spirals
Crashing downwards
Crashing down

I close in
I am the river red that sinks in
It has no flow
The fish dont swim, they kill
They have no clue
I am a life wrapped up in spirals
Crashing downwards
Crashing down

I get on
I am the start of something beautiful
It has no heart
The blood's been draining out
It has no clue
I am a life wrapped up in spirals
Crashing downwards
Crashing down

I close out
I am the fiery gates that await me
I got no choice
My skin is slowly dying
I can feel the blue
I am a life wrapped up in spirals
Crashing downwards
Crashing down

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Comfort Zone

There's a Man
Rolling down a tyre
In the middle of the road
He is exhausted
He's walking
Waking to somewhere

There's a girl
Walking impatiently
Down that same road
She's got a flat
She's cursing
Cursing about something

There's an old man
Cursing to the sky
Screaming down that road
He is angry
He's got too much to worry
Worry about everything

There's a child
Worrying about a family
About a broken road
So young
Looking for a comfort zone
A comfort zone

Friday, September 23, 2011

The Ballad Of Troy Davis

Maggie's got dust on her eye brows
She wipes it off with her nose
Jared's got tiger stripes on his palms
He don't care for no life lines
I've got mindless conversations
I tend to write them down right here
But this one's not about you and me
And it sure as hell ain't about them
This one's for Troy Davis
And how the filthy took a life

Now he is slowly turning to dust
And a nose that will only bleed
He sure can't dream about tiger stripes
Cause his life lines ceased to exist
He wont have a mind to converse
And a living space to vent it all in
This will never be about you and me
And it sure as hell wont be about them
This one's for Troy Davis
And the losers who took his life

Sunday, September 18, 2011

The Letter L

Laureatte
She's a diver
She jumps right in
She's got a broken nose and a set
Of shining white teeth
She's a cook
She's a sister
She loves her siblings
She likes to keep it healthy
She likes to keep it clean
She is looking for love
And no, it ain't just coming
And ah, i
hope it comes to her soon

Leron
He's a writer
Alcohol and cigarettes
Just another day for him
He knows three different languages
He'd like to know one more
He knows no one
No one knows him
He lives in apathy
He lives a little less
He desperately needs love
And no, it ain't just coming
And ah, i
hope it comes to him soon

Love
They are an illusion
Some people dont believe
Some people wish they did
Some think they are unfair
Some have found them
They are trying to get through
This noise and dirt
They are trying to reach out
To Leron and Laureatte
They are looking for themselves
And no, it ain't just working
And ah, i
really hope they do

Sunday, August 07, 2011

Panic Attack

There's a bomb for sale
Maybe Three
And the lives are for free

It's a market place
it's a hurricane
it's a senseless bleed

We can rant
We can rave
But we cannot educate

We can hate
We can condemn
It's such a bleed

There's power for sale
For the sale of power
And their souls are for free

It's a swamp of lies
It's a dirty hide
It's a terrible dream

We could change
We could win
But will we ever see ?

We can tame
We can scream
It's a senseless bleed

I saw the victims' family holding hands
I don' t think i have ever been there

There's money in the pit
There's hell to be lit
But the freedom, it's for free

This is your God
This is mine
Let's fight and set us free

There's blood on his hands
There's blood everywhere
But will this ever heal?

We can be the change
We can be the peace
But can we ever educate?

I see the peace rise like a flower
I saw that this was just a dream

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Under My Bed

Its under my bed, somewhere and i don't
No i don't got the time to chase
Its a litte dark and dusty and my feet
They could use a little change
So i went crashing down the hill, trashed on a pill
And everything was one sweet haze
Time took a travel as i tripped on this daze
I went rushing back to my bed and fell flat on my face

She frowns at me and wonders why
Why i never ever tried to come back
Its a little dark and dusty and my mind
It could use a little change
So i went soaring through the sky, trashed on this high
And everything was one sweet blaze
Time took a standstill as i leaped through the laze
I found myself all alone and my bed was over my face

They took me over to the hilltop where we gazed
Gazed at the imprisoned sky
It was a little dark and dusty and the moon
It could use a little change
So i went sailing with this kite, trashed on this night
And everything was one alarming maze
Time ceased to exist as i tried to free me from this cage
It took me back to where i was and i found it under my bed

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

All Just Good For Me

An arrow she penetrates like
A sparrow she sweetens like
A sugar she blends like
A salt she tastes like

She dont care for what the world says
She do care for what i have to say
And its all good
Its all good for me

An anesthesia she alleviates like
A supernova she novelties like
A cake she ices like
A caramel she tastes like

She dont care for what the world says
She do care for what i have to say
And its all good
Its all good for me

An asteroid she amazes like
A cartoon she smiles like
A perfume she smells like
A strawberry she tastes like

She dont care for what the world says
She do care for what i have to say
And its all good
Its all good for me

An aerobic she fits like
A bird she sings like
A flower she looks like
A Heaven she feels like

I dont care as long as its good for me
And this
Its all just good for me

Monday, June 27, 2011

Killer Instinct

Summer Shade, it flows
Like a drop of water
Through the sky

Insects crawling on the clouds

Autumn Sun, it sets
Like a pinch of sand
Through the night

Buried in its deepest darkest void

Winter Moon, it howls
Like a tortured wolf
Through the mire

Its life, it trembles with fear

Ocean Wind, it burns
Like a friction igniting
Through the cages

Torpedoes coming back to life

Gamma Ray, it freezes
Like a cold execution
Through the chair

Lightning embraces the blind

Killer Instinct, it grows
Like a magic beanstalk
Through the soil

Germinating with evil desire

Acid Rain, it stains
Like a poison virus
Through the veins

Desecrating the minds with infection

The last remaing hour, it chokes
Like a world about to end
Through the hands of time

The pinch of sand slipping away

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Warmer Than Ice

Need to watch out for the
Spiders
Needs to look out for the
Cooks
They boil their brew in poison
Its a web of lice
Enough to entice

They stole their gold from the
corridors
They stole their bricks from the
Walls
They isolate their slaves at home
Its a prison of choice
Its colder than ice

Forced to take a breather from the
Oven vent
Forced to stand alone in the middle of
Nowhere
They let go only when they need freedom
Then they leave it to the mice
That how they roll their dice

Turned the gold into paper
Turned the slaves into masters
They melted the spider venom with an oven vent
A safe home for the lice
It was warmer than the ice

Friday, April 08, 2011

The Next Song

Got a pocket sized book to learn French
Loaded in my pocket
Put my Flannel shirt on

Put on my dying old Fedora
And some sun glasses
Got them at a gas station

Wore my favourite canvas shoes
With my socks pulled up
The star was fading

Got a memory of her
In a photograph
Took it with my I pod touch

There's more
There's more
Its in the next verse

Went down to the skating rink
Got me some ice blades
Yeah,i fell in love

Smashed up a ten strike
Down at the bowling alley
The bowling alley food sucked

So we went to the bar
And we got more drunk
The bar tender threw us out

Walked to the diner
Scrambled just like eggs
We were a dollar short

There's more
There's more
Its in the next verse

Asked if i could drop her home
She said she wasn't from here
She was from out of town

So i took her back to my hotel
Where we made love
Some real sweet love

Headed down for some breakfast
it was a buffet
She wasn't really hungry

A piece of juice bacon was
Hanging from my mouth
Wrapped some bread in a napkin

There's more
There's more
Its in the next verse

Started up my rental to
eighties glam world
Gotta really hate that

She smoked her Du Maurier's
While the window was still shut
We didn't speak a word

Just then a cop came
and he caught us for speeding
Told him i loved his glares

Shocked, she looked at me
and asked what i was wearing
I said its in the first verse

There's more
There's more
Its in the next song

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Shine

Smoke blows off the west coast
The east coast plays, oh so cold
The cars, they are moving so slow
Seems like they are going nowhere
You don't return any of my calls
The standard you play, you're so busy
I am just here in my lodge
The wind it makes me , oh so crazy

We've got to find a way out of here
Before somebody else does
A million people waiting in line
Like you and me, waiting to shine

The flower case is empty
Looks like the water's dried up
The petal skin on your forehead
Slowly it turns from grey to red
These walls, they make a hollow sound
You see we were always unbound
The grease stain on my forehead
Slowly it fades from grey to dead

We've got to find a way out of here
Before somebody else does
A million people waiting in line
Like you and me, waiting to shine

The smoke has now disappeared
Leaving me without your touch
The cars, they have now been parked up
Seems like they have reached to nowhere
You don't return any of my calls
You see, i just have to understand
I am just here in my lodge
The wind is now my friend

We've got to find a way in this place
Before somebody gets hurt
A million people waiting in line
Like you and me, waiting to shine




Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Shoes (It's a disaster but it is only natural)

Chimney's burning
Train's a rolling
Now she's going
Home

Street Light's burning
Truck's a rolling
The cargo's moving
Home

Fire's burning
Earthquake's a rolling
Hurricane's swinging
Home

Heart's a bleeding
Fear's a rolling
Now she ain't got no
Home

How can we feel
What they are going
Through?

When they don't even
Have their own
Shoes

Fund's a raising
Hypocrisy's a rolling
Concert's playing at
Home

Lies' a printing
Story's a writing
Party's a happening
Home

Stock's a crashing
Money's a building
Now they've got a new
Home

Child's a drowning
Water's a drying
Now they crave for a
Home

How can we feel
What they are going
Through?

When we cant even
Lend them our own
Shoes

So lend them your shoes
No don't lend them your soul

I said lend them you shoes
No don't lend them your soul



Monday, March 07, 2011

Name ?

Connections
All we ever strive for
Nothing gets worse
Than not gettin' to
Reach out

I wanna shout
I wanna scream
I wanna hear
What you'd like to feed me

I wanna burn
I wanna rest
I wanna push out all the pieces
You stabbed in my chest

So take the fall
I have tried
The best i could
To reach out

So now we are left with just one
Thing to do
You did all you could and left me here
With attitude
Things wont be the same you pray
Hey
No there ain't no god to save this day
No

Are we really living inside?
Are we really terrified?
So then why all these wars we fight?
Someone takes the blame
And someone makes a name

Are we really living inside?
Are we really terrified?
So then why all these wars we fight?
Someone takes the blame
And someone makes a name

Name
All we ever strive for
Nothing gets worse than
To be blamed for

I wanna breathe
I wanna sing
I wanna spit
Out my feelings

I wanna dig
I wanna seek
The truth is bigger than
Than the lie that is bieng sold

So take the plunge
Feel the throttle
Its just a pull
Away from what you were

So now we are left with just one
Thing to do
You did all you could and left me here
With attitude
Things wont be the same you pray
Hey
No there ain't no god to save this day
No

Are we really living inside?
Are we really terrified?
So then why all these wars we fight?
Someone takes the blame
And someone makes a name

Are we really living inside?
Are we really terrified?
So then why all these wars we fight?
Someone takes the blame
And someone makes a name












Saturday, February 19, 2011

A Stirrer And A Straw

Sunday morning
Newspaper
Scrambled eggs
And toast

Coffee mugs
Stirrer and a straw
I wish you
Were here

How i need to go for a drive
Think i need to get my head wired
How i need to go for a drive
Under the cloudy sky

Writing pads
Scribbles on the wall
Paint on your cheeks
Memory

The lights go out
Just like that
I can hear you
Sing

How i need to go for a drive
Think i need to make me feel alive
How i need to go for a drive
Under the cloudy sky

School bell rings
We make new plans
A trip to the hills
Disappear

Telephone rings
In the car
Distraction
Hangs the wire

How i need to go for a drive
Think i need to get my head wired
How i need to go for a drive
Under the cloudy sky

How i need to go for a drive
Think i need to make me feel alive
How i need to go for a drive
Under the cloudy sky

You're my Sky
You're my Sky
You're my Sky
You're my Sky


Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Chained Freedom

Circles in my head
They make me go
Round and Round

I feels so square
I feels so square

Water in the bath tub
Dont reach no more
Than just my knees

I feel so cold
I feel so cold

Hold me tight
For ever and ever
You promised you will

I feel so gray
I feel so gray

Hide me in your home
Far away from here
They don't need to know

You're so free
You're so free

You're so free
You're so free

Take me to the hangar
And make me see
What its like to fly

I touch these sins
I touch these sins

Skin burns off
To a lower degree
Its spreading disease

My skin is yours
My skin is yours

Keep me awake or
Keep me dead
As long as you keep

I lock the door
You keep the key

Hide me and
Don't try to seek me
It's just a game

You're so free
You're so free

You're so free
You're so damn free

Hey you
What do you think about these chains on me now?

Hey you
What do you think about these chains on me now?