Monday, December 31, 2012

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

Friday, December 28, 2012

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

Friday, December 21, 2012

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

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

The Time Capsule of Pop Music Revolutions

In the Sixties, the Beatles changed the face of pop music
The Rolling Stones proved the power of a good guitar lick
Jimi Hendrix became the undisputed master of the guitar
The Beach Boys sang in harmony of an endless summer
Bob Dylan merged folk and rock music in songs of protest
The Velvet Underground experimented in ways that worked best
Elvis Presley was still enjoying his reign as the king
And for metal bands, Led Zeppelin went pioneering

In the seventies, Neil Young made an early form of grunge
Into black soul and R&B, Curtis Mayfield took the plunge
David Bowie took his music, and his faces, into outer space
The Pink Floyd took listeners to many a different place
Fleetwood Mac told the world of relationships and dreams
Kraftwork set up the blueprint for music made by machines
The Bee Gees made a large number of disco floors rock
And the Sex Pistols preached chaos designed to shock

In the Eighties, AC/DC revealed what was going on down under
Joy Division expressed a man's soul being torn asunder
Madonna broke down many walls for feminine pop
Run DMC forged the way for the movement of hip-hop
R.E.M. brought attention to the alternative rock band
Bruce Springsteen told us all of the working class man
The Violent Femmes played acoustic for the many a geek
And U2 rocked out to bring the world at their feet

In the Nineties, the Happy Mondays dance music reigned supreme
Until Nirvana arrived to express the rage of teens
Metallica brought recognition to the world of metal
And Beck made admitting to being a loser a pathway to cool
Everything but the Girl and Massive Attack brought in Trip-hop
Whilst Blur and Oasis competed in the field of Brit-pop
The Chemical Brothers brought in their techno bag of tricks
And Radiohead wrote songs of alienation to win over the critics

But in the twenty-hundreds, everyone downloads the mp3
World Idol inspires great songs reworked generically
A mobile phone ring tone has become a number one hit
It just doesn't seem quite the same now, doesn't it?


10th October 2005

Monday, December 17, 2012

Lost

Another day but still nothing’s changing
It’s now becoming a struggle to breathe
As normality is rearranging
Hope for the future is hard to believe
Keeping track of time now just seems pointless
Conquering these walls seems futile to try
Silly are memories of happiness
Discarding instructions on how to cry
Seeing images of a love so pure
But such strong pillars have begun to fade
Such reassurance won’t provide a cure
Because plans for this outcome have been laid

Hope crumbles, falls and shatters on the floor
As a young, weary mind screams for no more


11th September 2005

Friday, December 14, 2012

Her Wedding Day

A whole page has been torn out of her book
The mind is wandering out of boredom
They say today’s one of celebration
But the doves in my tree have turned to rooks
Walking down that road so proud and so tall
Under a sky holding no clouds of rain
Is the beauty I knew well still the same?
Maybe - but the pain hasn’t changed at all
Word of the event will soon reach my lair
But the records won’t note the truth I know
If she wants to see me, she would say so
But the phone’s not ringing nor do I care

I’ve forgotten all about her you see
Just as she’s forgotten all about me


9th August 2005

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

I am an amorous man

You’ve got the most beautiful voice I’ve heard
Even when you refuse to catch a clue
When all hope is lost, I’ll still stand by you
Even when everyone thinks it’s absurd
Your face urges me to be my most kind
Even when my hard efforts are ignored
I’ll keep letting you know that you’re adored
Even when it’s to my heart that you’re blind
I will stick up for you when you need it
Even when what you are doing is wrong
And my loyalty will keep standing strong
Even when you keep treating me like shit

Even though you say how I treat you well
For your heart, I don’t have a hope in hell


9th August 2005

Monday, December 10, 2012

Mother I'm Strange

Mother, everyone says bad things to me
They keep telling me that I’m a retard
That they know something that I cannot see
They hit me with cruel words that strike so hard
Mother, nobody wants to be my friend
They won’t even try to see things my way
They call me stupid in ways that won’t end
Depending on what I do and what I say
Mother, why do they treat me terrible?
I’ve never done anything wrong to them
So why do they keep deeming me a fool?
Mother, please answer these questions I send

Mother, you said: “Son, you’re special to me”
So why can’t everybody else agree?


25th July 2005

Friday, December 7, 2012

My girlfriend's better than you

My girlfriend’s better than Paris Hilton
Her head contains a working brain in there!
My girlfriend’s better than Katie Holmes - Yeah!
She doesn’t go chase after older men!
My girlfriend’s better than Lara Croft - true
She has the looks that only I can see
My girlfriend’s better than that Belldandy
Cos’ she picks me up when I’m feeling blue
My girlfriend’s better than Delta Goodrem
Her looks are twenty times more beautiful
My girlfriend doesn’t think that I’m a fool
Nor does she come from a celluloid film

Yes my girlfriend’s my sunshine, my lover
Because she catches the love I give her


25th July 2005

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Are you ready to be heartbroken?

I am in love with a woman so fair
She stayed with me when everyone else ran
Green eyes, marble skin, big smile, black hair
She appreciates me for who I am
But it’s her face I’m not allowed to touch
I can’t make my love for her crystal clear
Her heart won’t know how I love her so much
Cos’ her boyfriend wouldn’t like that idea
And so the love remains unrequited
What choice do I have? I can’t intervene
I just want her to be happy – not sad
So they will kiss whilst I can only dream

Love is placing one’s joy before your own
Even if it means being all alone


22nd July 2005

Monday, December 3, 2012

I should get you smashed more often

There’s no use in trying to find the words
Don’t even bother - I’m not listening
I’ve got something on my mind so absurd
And the time is now for your realising
These feelings have been contained for too long
Days? Weeks? Months? I’ve given up keeping score
Being pushed past sign-posts that don’t say ‘wrong’
I want your eyes, your lips and so much more
I’ve given my conscience orders to leave
Because it’s your embrace that I’ve long sought
All I need now is for you to believe
Act now for your time is running so short

I need to know how to make you concede
To the fact that you are all that I need


17th July 2005