on wings

its like i found him
was he always there
like a shadow
without a stare

its magic
whenthe blinkers remove
why not sooner
hes in the groove

flying high to see it all
but low enough incase a fall
life so precious
having a ball

dont want to die
love this space
god leave me never

thank full for all of this
and breath
may it last for ever
life without death


why am i so angry , this cant be good for me & i

i might have a chip on my shoulder , but dont scream at me

you will die

i always start off with the best intensions , then the smallest thing

brings out the vengeance

i pray to god to keep me calm , it works for a while

till the beast inside me turns back the dial

i dont know what is turning my days into night

so ive decided to put it on black and white

maybe this way i can rid my demons , i hope there arent to many

i really just want real friends not for a nickle and a penny

does anyone know what is wrong with me or is this who i am

i dont want people thinking that i am just a sham

i know i have to work at it and thats a fact

i cant be going around being a hartless act

theres a sofness inside of me , i can see it now

i will win this fight i just dont know how

ill just keep praying to my god of choice

and keep on working on my tone of voice

a anger class or two might do the trick

who knows i might just meet a friend there

or throw someone with a brick


who did this to you sonny boy

is this who you are or would you like a choice

can you hear me boy or am i wasting my time

some luminous lizard will eat you down the line

have some tree of knowledge boy its gonna make you a star

or even better yet , try this little chocolate bar

it will make you speak to animals and chickens

are you looking in the mirror , whats that noise in your head

sonny boy you biscuit wheres my purple dot ,you also saw the balls bouncing did you not

you even saw the bush become a crowd of note

for that slowboat of freedom is sinking down my throat

sonny boy watch out , you gonna need a friend tonight

the bridge is still far my friend , here take my guiding light

you have to be brave to be brave sonny boy

lets go win this fight

Grey Boy

how was i suppose to know that all of this is the killing kind

monday blues , mellow moods , the dooby days are lingering in my mind

red roosters YEAH !! or is it speed maybe some kinda poppie seed

mixem good dont be naive, we gonna see the walls breath

your lights are running on a line , but your lines are running out of light

wheres my grey boy why must i wait , cant you see im bloody late

this room is like a puzzle i cant find my way ,i cant talk right now im in a fuzzle

dont leave me here i cant drive

the devils on my back , this bizniz is rive

hows about a gram , come and fly with me

i’ll show you the door to ecstasy

so smoke me gently smoke me nice , i know you’ll be back once or twice

mtwa at the hole

mtwa at the hole

just another day in mtwa at the hole

you gonna find nothing here

just the slobber and the fear

second chance

the taxis were all lining up the day was closing in
there at the bar we sat all day attitude after gin
it was like a normal day no work then we must play
the hours kept on ticking by the wifes wil phone by nine
again and again again and again then again at half past ten
we were all stubborn then as we were the macho men
till this dreadful night we loved sitting at our den
it musta been a all nighter as i woke up in the wreck
the flames were getting hotter as i felt it up my neck
whos the guy behind the wheel and why are we upside down
the last thing i remembered was dancing like a clown
wake up i said to the driver what have you done to us
the bloody car is burning man as sirens start a buzz
i somehow got myself outside dragged the driver to the curb
the car went up in flames from there the neighbours looked disturbed
i said to the man you better run or sleep behind steel and stone
he nodded and said where you going man
i said im going home
i did not know where i was but was happy to be alive
as from that night i never drank again or visited my old dive
the question is will you be able to
tell this story to a friend
or will you burn out before your time is up
your funeral unattend