Deliver the goods and reduce
the hoods,
Two U-turns a day is no what
we, the nation wants.
Either do us in to the Kabosh,
Or fuck us over the barrow.
To the government, we are but
fucking peasents to the gallow.
My writing during 2013. These are thoughts, feelings; emotions (hopefully) condensed into concise packages of lyrical form. Feel free to comment.
Monday, 15 July 2013
34.
Calling upon the edge of
reason,
Stand alone and wonder the
reason why we have no great
divide.
The benefits are gone,
And Ian Duncain Smith makes
us live as one.
Devouring one-another as if
protein unused in the UK.
We all wonder why there's
never our own say.
I sit there and watch people
become so recluse.
Inclusive of myself; Why the
hell so obtuse?
We all demand standards -
Mine are just that.
It's just that those that give
standards are a fucking twat.
Bemoan your laxitive once a
government, with their 2 U-
turns a day schemes.
I'll carry on living the dream.
I'm a depressive fucker,
Why can't you see, that you; the
Government is just simply
fucking killing me.
No hope, no dreams.
A fallic fantasy.
I fail to see
Why Martin Sheen
Would be the great white hope
of such a nation filled of such
great people.
Where I once had pride,
Your resignation and suicide;
Would be better than mine.
reason,
Stand alone and wonder the
reason why we have no great
divide.
The benefits are gone,
And Ian Duncain Smith makes
us live as one.
Devouring one-another as if
protein unused in the UK.
We all wonder why there's
never our own say.
I sit there and watch people
become so recluse.
Inclusive of myself; Why the
hell so obtuse?
We all demand standards -
Mine are just that.
It's just that those that give
standards are a fucking twat.
Bemoan your laxitive once a
government, with their 2 U-
turns a day schemes.
I'll carry on living the dream.
I'm a depressive fucker,
Why can't you see, that you; the
Government is just simply
fucking killing me.
No hope, no dreams.
A fallic fantasy.
I fail to see
Why Martin Sheen
Would be the great white hope
of such a nation filled of such
great people.
Where I once had pride,
Your resignation and suicide;
Would be better than mine.
33.
Daysleep the night away
You cry but I'm oblivious as to why.
The tablets work so much horrors.
I care not for your daydream lives.
We all live for the same reason
To generate profit and life.
Why I ask, Oh why?
Do we dare to say why?
The World revolves around people like you
Feeling like you have a fucking clue
Well get clued up to the human race
We all fall right upon our face
The leaders demand we follow them.
Shouldn't it be the other way around?
This is a political statement.
Fuck those that believe that I'm just an Ant-Man...
Become an animal,
Become so trivial.
Mark your Ballots as insubstantial
And dream with me as an individual.
Take my hand and trust me.
Don't hold too tight, or you'll fuss me.
Believe me, I talk from my own heart sink;
We don't need no shrink -
-It's them...
Become an animal,
Become so trivial.
Mark your Ballots as insubstantial
And dream with me as an individual.
You cry but I'm oblivious as to why.
The tablets work so much horrors.
I care not for your daydream lives.
We all live for the same reason
To generate profit and life.
Why I ask, Oh why?
Do we dare to say why?
The World revolves around people like you
Feeling like you have a fucking clue
Well get clued up to the human race
We all fall right upon our face
The leaders demand we follow them.
Shouldn't it be the other way around?
This is a political statement.
Fuck those that believe that I'm just an Ant-Man...
Become an animal,
Become so trivial.
Mark your Ballots as insubstantial
And dream with me as an individual.
Take my hand and trust me.
Don't hold too tight, or you'll fuss me.
Believe me, I talk from my own heart sink;
We don't need no shrink -
-It's them...
Become an animal,
Become so trivial.
Mark your Ballots as insubstantial
And dream with me as an individual.
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