bedwetter

a night out with me Dad
drinking late in some bar
having a word with me `bout women
and a fast motorcar
down to the Wellington
to gather together
friends of 30 years
celebrating there,
wherever
the road takes me
when i wandered untoward
no matter how i cared
i was always in his thoughts
so think of your father
when you remember your luck
`cause you're a persistant bedwetter
before this ugly fuck.

real love

she's still calling
and taking my love
sweet words of caring
professional woman
blonde hair, blue eyes
softly spoken bambi
the greatest love of my life
or a passing fancy?
she calls twice
this month
and we talk of children
and the love of us both
cannot be broken
the words we share
for those who hurt us the most
is a bright beach ball
we play with often
and the love is real!
or is it just me?
i've been riding high on this choppy sea
- today or tomorrow,
maybe i'll still know her well
`cause i'm still offering
her all i have,
to give.

shotgun zealot

for the love of God
don't take a pew
in a Liverpool pub
and talk religion
you'll soon be asked
to remove yourself
vacate your seat
for someone else
`cause the real thing
`bout Liverpoool you see,
is its unacceptable
to believe
in the possibility
that someone greater
than the town council
controls the city
other than gangsters...
...and interpol!

dirty words with you ep

voices in my head communicating with me
pulling me down, doing my head in
they're all supposed lies, or so i am told
i'm a psychiatric patient but i think you're all wrong
in my heart at least i'm in the right mind
to express how i feel about this town of mine
there's nothing at all i cannot stand more
than being bullied to take part and support your cause.
through manipulation, you all demand of me
that i should yield to your fancy
but my hearts' not in it, you're absolute spiel
i'd like to have a dirty word in your ear, pal.
so, should you happen to be concerned
about my moral values -
- why not go get a job!
of all the damned things!
pay your own bills and keep company
with people who respect your incredible ability.
the rest of the story - well you know who you are
a K - night of S - words talking of war
i'm glad you believe in such powerful things
as being the caunce whose having
a nonce at me.

another bum note

stupid lies
from a terrible friend
we were once so close
now you're scaring
me again
did i let you down?
or betray you somehow?
are you jealous -
of my efforts?
can't you do the same
for yourself?
you know what really
annoys me about you?
is the way you manipulate
everything i do -
'me out of money
money out of me,'
you're always pretending
to be someone other
than who you
could be.
so get a fucking life
go and plan your career
because in a few years time
i won't be here,
cause of its something other
than friendship
and goodtimes
then take a chance
on employing yourself
instead of telling me lies!

the common's law wife

mr milliband
the stalwart
of prejudice and falsehood
lies and deceit practised in secret
speeches in the commons
we all know are bogus
attempting to excuse
his love of children
gay men, prostitutes
the frail and infirm
not even the employed
want any work
they should all get a job!
- the workshy claim
Milliband and Cameron
are all much the same
use and abuse them
the economy's fucked
the poor have much to blame -
- on the previous government!
but none of it is my fault!
i speak for a nation!
i was elected by idiots!
now give me my peerage!

friends in high places

dearest friend
high in heaven
please won't you let me know
how to call for a love
sometimes forgotten
by the time i spent
alone,
so many tears
and frightening memories
it's all too plain to see
that should i find
the love's i cherished
i may be
too blind to see.

sex criminal ~#2

i was accused
of being one of them
the horror of the modern world
signed my name
as a criminal
for believing i loved
as i would dream.
the law of the polititians
demands of me
i avoid the children
'cause i'm a threat
to the safety
of their innocence
'but it was not me!'
i protest.
i am an older man
and life's too hard
to cling to the one
i would have sought
they say i am crazy
but i can't believe
that these authorities
have the power over me
to change the beat of my heart
in an instant
i would take my life,
today.
but who may miss me?
i doubt any would grieve
for my love wasn't enough
to make a woman
happy?