What at this Minute are you Think… Is it making you grow, or are you…
Back to that bad old town That place that got me down You said “never turn around “, But since then, I’ve gone to grou… I had to sell my old gold teeth
I’ve been sleeping in the alleys Slaving in the galleys Drinking, to my heads a throb I’ve been seeking the Big issues With a face full of tissues
In the waves under a Dancing moon Like a caterpillar out of a fresh… This after Deaths sweep clean wit… You can’t wait for bad memories to… And to fill up with sunshine’s for…
My father was a trampoline maker But he had his ups and downs But when he sprung his life into a… He nearly ended up in town My mother made pogo sticks
I sleep under a canvass by a burrow at night The fire slims to cinders in the drips of moonlight I hear the wild life chatting
I Met this Gurgle The tuther tray She was pearly prettnosed. In anniversary strum decay She twiggled. In tramlined.
When there’s not a lot to do And your mind has too much informa… When there’s not a lot to do And your fed up with your location You look in corners, for a lost vi…
When your heads in a field of emot… And your eyes are in a dance floor… And sneak in a collaboration with… Whizzing round in the idleness Of… You clip in the depth and pull up…
As I throw my fish and chips at a… But it wasn’t it’s fault, it was p… By a bird conspiracy Cultivating in, slipstream wing de… And flight cloud penetration
A Poet and a loose goose A beam with an empty noose Ramshackle existence, ravens chuck… Spiders webs hang, slumbering on w… Ultimately crisp bags, packets hal…
In the grim stupor of darkness It hinders the slipping thoughts Of my mental universe As I scream the flops For the ratchet
Triggering a dramatic chain of eve… With dim witted friends And exposing ignorance of transpla… To the flat like a cattle rancher Outside an engineers truck, loses…
Thoust. Shake my words And rattle your pages Thoust, Spread thy quill In gibberish motivation Thoust, deliverance
I Clasp at your avenue of dissent In the quarters of your dire extre… And vaporise in your air of conven… The music cluster of enraged notes In wish wash environment
