Saturday, November 26, 2005

Bite Me

I’m the reason people become atheists
The reason pagans are interesting
Why Scientology is so arresting
The reason why The Matrix cult exists
I’m the reason people turn to Star Wars
The reason people make their own beliefs
And turn the old ideas into a sheathe
Thus making the believers into bores
I’m made fun of because they think it’s cool
They don’t want my offer of human help
They would rather beat me until I yelp
And cast me into their big box of fools

But even though they hurl words so unkind
Nothing they say will make me change my mind


26th November 2005

Friday, November 18, 2005

Desperado

The hour’s drawing near. A man’s gotta do.
The ultimate destiny calls this soul
And on this day, the hell shall continue
On a road that’s as twisted as it’s goal
Standing onto two feet but not giving ground
An outlaw eternally on the run
Stealing and hoarding what gold can be found
And scoring notoriety by the tonne
There is a reckoning coming today
A thirst for vengeance has arranged this path
Believe it: There’s gonna be hell to pay
Someone will die and he’ll the last laugh.

Pray to whatever god you believe in
It’s not on your door that he’ll be knockin’


18th November 2005

The Politician

You know what? I want to lead this country
Seems anyone can do it – why not I?
I reckon I could do a great job, see?
They won’t know unless they give me a try

To begin with, I’ll hand out equal rights
To the voice of the people I will concede
I’ll stand tall as the boss - I won’t start fights
I’ll give the people the hero they need

I’ll increase funding to schools and welfare
I’ll help the workers in getting ahead
I’ll make jobs for unemployed everywhere
I’ll work as hard as the next man for bread

I’ll recall armed forces from foreign lands
I won’t back down in foreign relations
Forget the ego, I’m a simple man
I will never use intimidation

But as I eradicate corruption
My allies will think I’m drunk with power
They’ll sell me out in the name of disruption
And abandon me when it all goes sour

Then the hero will die –become a tool
My views will become stuff of mockery
My opinions will be words of a fool
I’ll on my own with no one to save me

My kingdom will collapse through betrayal
I’ll be made into the fool that I should
Persecuted for a crime, I must fall
For trying to change the world for the good


18th November 2005

Ma reddition douce

Stroking, through hair golden, the finest skin
Counting eyelashes around eyes so blue
Kissing lips trembling with pure emotion
Whispering tender words achingly true
For both of us, years of waiting are done
The reward has come so lets make start
Years of patience fall for triumph well won
To savour every minute with this heart
Let all the pent up emotion run free
Give me everything as I give you mine
Make this surrender as sweet as can be
Bring an end to the desire you pine

Lower your defences, pull them all down
Only my princess deserves this gold crown


18th November 2005

Wednesday, November 9, 2005

Women are evil

I have been called many things in my time
A pig, a bastard, a prick, a liar
I must stay down – I’m not allowed to climb
Cos’ occupied is the chair much higher
Must not show any signs of a weakness
Don’t want to risk it being exploited
Putting emotions on line is senseless
It just sets me up for being destroyed
Can’t speak because it will ruin the plan
And leave me getting trampled down upon
Just gotta get a car and cash in hand
To achieve worthiness of attention

So I fall on my knees in submission
It’s a woman’s world in which we live in


9th November 2005

Stranded in the Streets of Melbourne

Lost in the hustle of the Buck Street mall
With no direction and no privilege
My passport’s just paper - No good at all
There’s no way out. Better learn the language
Underneath a palm tree in St. Kilda
The position I wanted has been lost
All letters have gone up like a cinder
I was told of jobs but not of the cost
Somewhere near the foot of Mt. Dandenong
Those I thought were friends have left me alone
This plan of mine has gone completely wrong
While someone’s making lots of cash back home

Thus there is no success of which to say
Took the wrong path and got lost on the way


9th November 2005

Something to Say

Wait up for me – I’ve got something to say
Don’t disappear. Please oh please hear me out
I’ll say this to your face. Don’t turn away
Discard any thoughts you may have of doubt
Here is a faithfulness that stands so strong
It’s never faltered because it’s for you
Even when that bastard treated you wrong
It’s not a silly thing when it’s all true
So don’t go and walk towards the others
They have looks and money I will concede
They may claim that you and they are lovers
But they won’t give you what you truly need

So please accept these kisses that I bear
Because I want to show how much I care


9th November 2005

Sunday, November 6, 2005

Snow

The pure white snow tumbles down from the sky
Standing barefoot in the landscape of white
Clasping the reddest of roses so tight
As the moon shines it’s light down from up high
The heartstrings are singing the sweetest song
Opening up to see the other’s soul
Fingers interlock. Two becoming whole
Been waiting for this moment for too long
In a love that defies both space and time
Both floating with feet that don’t touch the ground
The passion tastes the satisfaction found
As the bells of Heaven begin to chime

And as the sky casts down the cold, cold snow
The light within the heart begins to show


6th November 2005