Sun
Why is the Sun so angry?
A tail of fire licks from his brain:
Now I hear children screaming again!
A flood is your dream
compared to the pain
of the fine plasma stream
that is coming your way..
It is not wise to
tempt the Gods of Space!
What we have tried
can’t be denied
as others in this place…
Whose hand made the carpet?
Whose hand tilled the soil?
Whose soul grew the olive tree
that gives the only oil?
Whose son wields the weapons
that you made for war?
Whose daughter danced and sang for you~
you pimped her out for sure..
The rings of Saturn
tell a nasty tale
there came some crap ’n
something happened over Maida Vale…
Mamma please take me to the nearest light
I’m balancing the colours and it’s out of sight
but rest awhile in neutral girl & bring on the balm
organic colour melt my need till nothing left but calm!
Tx punks
Thanks, sleazebots, call yourselves musicians
You’re just grifters & rapists in strategic positions
Thanks, hairy poseurs who click down the time
& borrow/channel the energy mime
Thanks, lying toadstools with recycled gear
Then you swapped it for good stuff, well that’s what I hear…
Thanks for the memories, the humiliation,
Crossing the mammories with true devastation,
Thanks, fake arse comrades in synchronised set up,
For the poison, the duds and the country boy getup.
Thanks! you just did it- you just ruined music
The muso’s now hated because you abused it.
Thanks for, well ,nothing, you made all your dough
But you’ll find you have gluten intolerance though,
While your plastic man profile offsets a steel jaw
There glitches in corpore -no soul for sure.
Thanks for nothing- killing the music-
Hope the wind in the crevices wails for your future
R900253 Service to the arts nec
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