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Look what I got for Valentine's Day:
Lady Luck came along, took my dreams away,
And the tears hurt more than a broken nose -
I bled from the thorns of a barbed-wire rose.
I know that I'm supposed to pray
Thanking God for each new day.
Would it disturb his master plan
To one day be a happy man?

A Stranger in the Garden
Silently gazing from the window -
My mind detached from space and time.
There is a secret only I know -
A place where the city lights don't shine.

Why don't you come up here with me?
Let Aphrodite take you by the hand,

So we lie and wait for dreaded and demanding down
Come wrest us from our safe and sleepy beds
Over by the windown lie the raiment and the weapons
That we need to take into this world today
Armoured by opinion, with statistic and schoolboy's charm
We take our plce amongst the rank and file
Young and proud and free, we are the 'gilded youth'
The chosen 'few'

Where they sit around and get a round in while the getting's good,
They'll make the most until the money's gone.
They're coming out to celebrate, to sing and dance and to escape
A crazy world where everything seems wrong.
Drinking to forget and to remember all the glory days,
The days we stood apart and we stood strong;
Though the beer befuddles sense it can't provide them recompense,
They settle for anotherdrinkingsong.

Where they sit around and get a round in while the getting's good,
They'll make the most until the money's gone.
They're coming out to celebrate, to sing and dance and to escape
A crazy world where everything seems wrong.
Drinking to forget and to remember all the glory days,
The days we stood apart and we stood strong;
Though the beer befuddles sense it can't provide them recompense,
They settle for anotherdrinkingsong.

"Though I may seem callous" cried old Thomas Malthus,
"Paupers are better off dead.
That we have to feed them is something we need
Like a musket shot straight through the head."
Not much of a smiler – our man Wat Tyler
(Died for the working man's fight).
Was daring such a treason a justified reason
For ending his days with his head on a spike?

1997 "The Answer Machine?"

My life is a sentence that carries no pardon,
I can't put you out of my misery now.
So stunned by the beauty of this madhouse garden -
I've taken my chances (then lost them somehow).
This body's a temple - a shoddy construction,
I'm digging my grave - while boring the well,

You came, you saw, you conquered as a woman of your word.
so to say farewell like Judas is a thing i find absurd.
You shook my world – (you sucked me in then spat me out in bubbles),
the effects of your affections stay the cause of all my troubles.

The only thing you never did was have the decency
to kiss this corpse and nail the lid – came on and bury me!

There's a simple diagnosis for this vicious symbiosis
feel the growth of rogue psychosis
we are the cause – we are the cure
Across each continent and nation
spread without discrimination,
we refuse our medication – yet inject the virus pure.

Father, mother, sister, brother. Everyone infects each other.

Down from the glen came the marching men
With their shields and their swords
To fight the fight they believed to be right
To overthrow the overlords.

To the towns where there was plenty
They brought plunder, swords and flame
When they left the town was empty

Hear my tale - I'm norman normal, always humble, mild and meek.
In my bank a lowly banker - run-down brach on nowhere street
'till one day a stranger called - a fetid bible black he laughed,
said "Sonny I don't want your money, I don't need an overdraft.

Boy you have a great potential, don't you let it go to waste.
My offer ends - so it's essential that you hurry on (make haste!).
For a life of milk and honey sign along the dotted line...

Pray for my poor melancholy soul,
I've cried so many tears inside -
my head's a goldfish bowl.
A mood so deep - so far above you all,
With no one there to catch me if I fall.
This is your man in the street reporting,
and so far all we've got is that a regular guy is on a ledge up high -
he's had enough of an irregular lot.

It's revelation reveals -
Divine comedy and more,
Please welcome your four hosts -
Death, famine, pestilence and war.

You say that we are all Gods' children,
can you please explain -
how any father could inflict

As the daylight starts to fade -
Twisting shadows all around.
Dead soldiers on parade -
The ghosts of Porton Down.

Hidden from the public eye, "A cause for regret"
Wrote the Brigadier-General with the chemistry set.
"Can't be more specific - the matter's confidential,

["And ever has it been that love knows not it's own depth]
[until the hour of separation." - Kahlil Gibran]

Maybe someday someone will love me
for what I am (instead of what I should be.)
Until that day I'll just sit here weeping,
chasing dreams is like shadow leaping.

Now 'Man is is born to trouble
Sure as sparks to Heaven fly'
So said the man sat all alone
In the corner of my eye
Isaid, 'Why the long face, why so sad ?
Things cannot be so bad ! '
He said 'My aching bones tell of trouble on the road
And you can't make light of this load'

Thought I'd got it right – for once I'd sought and found perfection.
when you said "I love you you addressed your own reflection.
I'd prayed up to the heavens for a goddess of desire,
the best they had on offer was one devil of a liar!
You can't be accused of procrastination
one brief separation – the dream went stale
You sever all ties with a swift laceration
leave so many loose-ends– (thereby hangs my tale)

I pray that soon the blessed meek, their world shall inherit
When all of these bastards are judged by their merits
And called to account for the acts they've committed
The jury their victims, no sins are omitted

I'd gladly burn these men of straw who beat the weakest hardest
They sow the seeds of misery, let children reap the harvest
The lowest of the low are they, not fit to share our planet

I remember my grandmother sat with her radio,
tea cup and walking stick set by her side.
As her old fingers reached out to turn up the volume,
I learnt what it meant to be bursting with pride.

She told me some tales of wars great and last,
black and white film stars sha'd liked in the past.
Taught me a few songs she'd learnt as a child,

Now the final curtain's fallen,
for no show goes on forever,
if the world's a stage – mine's empty.
whilst upon it you'll tread never.
As the instruments lie silent in their coffins made of wood,
i rest assured they'd say these words – If say these words they could;
Whatever happened to the songs – the music that we made,
and the joy we shared together as on me your fingers played?

Forgive me if I'm out of order –
this new "music" has no soul.
It may be good for making money,
(sadly that is not my goal).

Integrity and honesty are words that you don't understand,
but you're the best – it says so in the penny dreadful in your hand.

Sorry it has been so long since you received my last transmission,
meanwhile I've studied them - learned about their strange condition.
Now I think I understand why they live in such confusion,
sadly they'll never change - I have come to this conclusion....

Planet Earth is great to visit - It's great to visit
(but you wouldn't want to live there.)

Yet another sluggard hour stumbles past
It's no wonder life looks better through the bottom of a glass
These bitter litanies you keep repeating
Are verbal fingers down my mental blackboard screeching

Each moment in your company
Was of more quantity than quality
My hopes and dreams - transparent phantoms

1997 "The Answer Machine?"

I have walked the earth so many times before your birth,
Today is only yesterday's tomorrow.
And as the gardener in Eden it was I who sowed the seed then,
I've come here to reclaim this life you borrow.
Singing 'ring a ring o rosies' for your final lullabye,
Have you any prayers to make before you wave your last goodbye?

There's a beast in the cellar
There since this building was made.
He's lurked in the shadows
From when its' foundations were laid.

From my "double-helix" he taunts me
His primal voice roars
It mocks my humanity

Обнаженные

Я спою тебе о днях минувших,

Когда гордые и смелые люди

Вписывали свои имена

Sometimes life feels like an ocean, cruel and far too cold to mention.
Though you raise a great commotion – still no-one pays you attention
There's no sail on the horizon,
when the shark-fins gather near,
you watch your chances of surviving scuppered –
(sink, then disappear),

All I need, all you need, all we need, is something to cling to.

She came down from the Western Hills when we were not prepared
I turned deaf ears to words of warning now I'm running scared.
Casting caution to the wind now that the cat's away
I say my grace - fill my face (then for forgiveness pray).

Gon knows I was an honest man - the same as any other
Who loved his wife - worked all his life to keep his family
Until the 'beast' that never sleeps beneath my silken covers

Wake up Jacob now, wake up John
Day's a-wasting, great things to be done
Super-highways don't build themselves
Estates and empires by the stroke of twelve

Where we fit in the scheme of things?
We're just debris blown by the wind
So forget your woman and the water can

Deep in the castle and back from the war
Back with milady and the fires burnt tall
Hurrah went the men down below
All outside was the rain and snow
Hear their shouts, hear their roars
They've probably had a barrel, and much, much more
Hurrah, Hurrah, Hurrah, Yea
Over the hills came the swords of a thousand men

'One united kingdom the fancied wouldn't do
To please some grumbling Irishme, they split it into two
Two little kingdoms, but then the Scots, you see
Claimed their anciant throne and rights, then they were three
Three little kingdoms but then one more
For Welshman claimed a parliament and then they were four
Four little kingdoms wouldn't do at all !
One of them was far too big; the others were too small'

[Intro:] 'Megeddo's Gateway.'
Hunter of the silent darkness--
Mighty steel leviathan,
Rise from your nocturnal vigil--
'Davey Jones' the time has come.
Send spitting fires and roaring thunder--instigate Poseidon's wrath,
Unleash the terrors of the deep uncertain of the aftermath.
Attack is the best form of defense--fingers on a keyboard play,

Free citizens of Planet Earth
The leptons in some base equation
Bound by swaddling chains from birth
Unto travail and assentation

Given what they're taught to crave
Denied the truths they sorely need
Shown a future new and brave

A species in its infancy--a living idiosyncrasy,
This 'naked ape' believes itself divine.
Assured of its supremacy--it dreams of immortality,
The first words that it speaks--"This world is mine."
But the time has come for us to realise,
That the animal instincts we deeply despise--
Are far more civilised than humanity.
Mankind has lived to curse the day it climbed down from the trees,

[Призрак фермера:]
Моя семья и я в поте лица трудились, чтобы собрать ежегодный урожай,
Утомлённые, мы упали на собранные нами снопы, откупорив чан эля,
Произнесли тост, начали спор о том, кто больше всех отхлебнуть сможет,
Затем в самый разгар нашего дикого веселья я забылся пьяным сном.

Проснувшись, я обнаружил, что мои братья ушли, а осенний вечер на удивление тёплый,
Но я в ужасе уставился на близлежащие ячменные поля,

Why do you still refuse to see,
this vast global conspiracy,
that's infiltrating lives and homes?
(A race replaced by servile drones).

Chips are down and stakes are high,
milk-shake minds are sucked bone dry.
If their fiendish schemes should fail,

All the seats are taken in the house that makes the rules
All the seats are taken in 'The parliament of fools'

The discontented winter howeld, when I first came up to vote
They swept in on a sea of change, but I'm glad I missed their boat
As communities were taxed and torn, utilities got floated
And for eighteen years the 'true blue' cause
prevailed and was promoted

Sailing of the century - a human life raft floating
the jaws of the void approaching - growing closer by the hour
Played lottery with destiny - could not believe you'd lose
Collect your one-way ticket for "the Good Ship Earth's" last cruise

So play today
go make your hay beneath a warm sun shining
But bear in mind one day you'll find the silver cloud's dark lining

Are you ready...
Are you ready for The Sinful Ensemble?
Good clean fun – just a bit a rough and tumble.
Dead dictators out on a "labs night".
Then pints later you'll see a flashing blue light.

Are you ready for The Sinful Ensemble?
Good clean fun – just a bit a rough and tumble.

We're building up to nothing
Can make it last all day
They're handing out the pitchforks
To keep the tide at bay
Through time and tide will never wait
We'll stand our ground and celebrate :

A song of no involvement

Seems so many years now since he set off down the road
For the bright lights of the city and his story to unfold
No strings, no family plans, no ties to hold him down
His first avowed intent, to leave this dormitory town

At first, he lay just dreaming till he hit upon a plan
To be a true civilian and a well-travelled man

My mind was a timebomb
That was set to explode
So I packed up my cares
Into the sunset I rode
A path to hell that's paved
With good intentions.

Well I guess you and I

I'll paly Bacchus for the evening,
pray, be seated, take your places
Should my manna seem displeasing,
offend your airs and graces,
I've a list long as your arm,
(The connoisseur's selection)
such bitter whines -a quaff of qualms,
awaiting your inspections

A wise man's son and Wednesday's child in each other found a friend,
And searched together for the treasure hiding at the rainbow's end.
To wise man's son and Wednesday's child all is white that is not black,
They dance in symbiotic deadlock--one step forward two steps back,

Playing karmic snakes and ladders (all your sins will find you out),
When all your gains are lost in vain on cosmic wings and roundabouts.
At the roadside manhood's flower--blighted by a wayward youth,

Unstoppable forces and immovable objects
Repel one another when by chance colliding
The Brownian motion within this love potion
Ensures our opinions are always dividing
I am from Mars my dear, you hail from Venus
A meeting star-crossed like the Sun and the Moon
Destined to let this cruel world come between us
Our last kiss eclipsed by a shadow at noon