The Last Time

I wasn’t always faithful
I know that you know that
Our harmony has perished
Your suitcase always packed

I knocked you ‘round a little
And I’m not proud of that
But I knew you couldn’t leave me
If you went that you’d come back

I swear this is the last time

I know you need me now
I know that I need you
Our tears are intertwining
Our souls are black and blue

Come on and heal me honey
Make me feel like a man
You are my sweet child
The only one who understands

Oh don’t say I never teach you
Leather belt and buckle beat you
Learn the hard way if you choose to
Drag you out of bed in the dark blue night

Oh don’t try to play the victim
Don’t interrupt my thinking
Can’t you see that daddy’s drinking
Or do you want another helping tonight?

You know this is the last time

The engine softly hums
The air grows warm and dark
The screaming voice inside you slowly fails to spark
The dust and darkness gather beneath the running star
Retracing and replacing all that came before

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You know it was the last time

Don't You Think?

Don’t you just hate the way
The sun is up and the fields are full of life?
Down here we hate the sight
Of everything that you hold dear.
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You could do something about it
If you wanted to.

It's over before it
Ever really got off of the ground,
And you’re all over it
Though it was such fun for such short time
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And things they always stay the same
And all you ever do’s complain
That your sky is full of rain
And you had to cause that pain
The paper circles in the sky
Above your head, it shows you lie.
It takes you all your power
Keeping your head above water.

Much better, don’t you think,
If you sink?

I’ve seen you on the tv
Looking like a concrete misery.
I get a strange sensation
That your morals are on vacation.
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Did they tell you what to say
And what do you mean anyway?
What will we be left us at last,
When you pass into the past?
Don’t ask me to hold your hand
Or did you think I’d understand?

Much better, don’t you think,
That you admit that you don’t think?
If you admit that you don’t think,
If you admit that you don’t think.

You didn’t realise:
The dissolution was the price
The dissolution was the price
The dissolution was the price.

John Stuart Mill

I am the dying survival of
A logically transcended age.
When I wear my utility belt
My emotions can’t be felt

Like fallen leaf on loam
We dessicate in the winter sun
Fallen leaf on loam
A trophy for the greater good

I remember what my father used to say
I feel like crying, but I can’t say why
Drive the Dryads and their masters from
Their ancient solitudes where they belong

Like fallen leaf on loam
We dessicate in the winter sun
Fallen leaf on loam
Atrophy for the greater good

Love

Your friends say
That love’s a bore,
But they don’t know What love is for
Take it from a man Who knows,
Love don’t
Just come and go.

When you’re walking Down the street
You see a girl,
She looks
Quite sweet
But she’s got Hideously
Deformed feet,
And her name is Brian.

Don’t bang this song to rights
Two rights don’t make it wrong
Wrap up warm, and keep look-out!
That’s what love’s about.

People at a bus-stop with ear-lobes,
The people that is, not the bus-stop;
Filthy freaks each and every one -
Time to rifle them down!

Don’t take this song the wrong way,
Veer off the sanity highway,
That’s the way love’s always gone -
Who said that love was fun?

Fall Of A Narcissist

Before I fell down
I loved myself, I loved myself.
Before I fell down
I loved myself, I lovewd myself.

Then I, I fell down;
I hurt myself, I hurt myself.
Then I, I fell down;
I hurt myself, I hurt myself.

Another early start.
The feel of tiles
On my bare feet.

You gave
Everything you had,
You did
Everything they said,
You did it with a smile.

When I got home
I'd forgot my keys

A Broken Home

The sun rose behind us we drove into the night
The dust road and stars in the early morning light

Don't think your heart's free
Your heart belongs to me
You lost your head
You're sinking like lead
In the ebb of the sea

By the tourist swarm you found
Down on the coastal road
All the taxis sting the hand that is feeding the trade
On your island of love

You won't hear me move
You won't hear me call
Drink from the bottles on top of your wall
What use is love?
And why should you care?
They poured out the moon
The sun broke in two

I had a handful of promises
But no one to spend them on
So in my sadness i carried on

Treat me like a child love
In the morning
Turning me upside down
And sweetness is a virtue
So you told me
It takes you past resolve

Take my soul in your hands for the last time

Windfall of emptiness and change
Go drink yourself senseless again

University

Mum and Dad,
Since I wrote this song four years have passed
Just as silently as you standing in the door
Saying your goodbyes

I know you’ll understand me
I know you’ll make this harder than it should be
You’ve seen the rain outside
You’ve been it out in it before
I’ll be back in the next rainfall

Being A Seagull

It was a done deal
It was a steel plate
In his forehead
Kept his mind his own

Death was his friend
He took him by the hand
But like a turncoat
He got stuck in the sand

And they were screaming
And we were screaming
And you were screaming
Your beak was gleaming

Somebody’s taken all the words that don’t equate
To being happy with how things are
And what the seagulls ate

It was the first day
After the induction
I was still finding my wings
How to speak through a beak

And it’s not easy
Being a seagull
And you don’t know this
No you don’t know this

But someone’s got to
And if you’re not going to
It just leaves muggins here
So don’t criticise my methods
Don't ruffle my feathers
And I hate to break it to you
But I'm doing the best I can

I really hate it
Being a seagull