WAR IS MADNESS

There's a movement in the broadsheets
The Pope is talking sense
The Mullahs are in agreement
Even the Rabbis fight against
Through inducement & illusion they bleed the world dry
Strike at the weakest link & watch the debris fly
War is madness
This madness has to end
For improvement in your poppy fields
Hope in the present tense
Don't get too full of achievement
You're not amongst friends
First thing the gulf boys & the oligarchs twigged
Buy the whole state, make a few quid
War is Madness
This madness has to end
You'd fight me over anything
So full of righteous curse
God has never proved its worth
Let’s meet up in a hearse
Love the power-crazy rich the last thing they'll ever see
Is the same damn thing as you & me
War is Madness the crust of the earth bends
War is Madness hope this madness ends

LA MUZIKA

Religion is my nemesis
What is knowledge what is false?
Who shall I rail against today?
Who deserves applause?
I smell the stench of sovereignty
Someone has to rule
And to anyone who thinks they're not
Everyone's a fool
Ay Ya Yay La Muzika Toda Raba
Mit Mir Mit Mir Insh Allah

Religion bears analysis & very little else
Mr.time & Mr.tide toast their leaders health
Distil the information, bottle what you learn
Share those tractates wisely
You can choose where you burn
Ay Ya Yay La Muzika Toda Raba
Mit Mir Mit Mir Insh Allah

Approach it with an open mind
Don't judge early doors
I & I will keep an eye, for the final score
When to pray? when to wash?
And how to kill your meat!
And when to make the final push
And when to retreat
Ay Ya Yay La Muzika Toda Raba
Mit Mir Mit Mir Insh Allah

DEVIL GONNA EAT YOUR CHILDREN

The Devil gonna eat your children
There's a bit in the bible says it's true
God can rain plagues, bless you & keep you
There's a bit in the bible says it's true
My representative claims they're the best one
To lead thee forward & to see thee through
These are thine enemies, don’t jump the queue!
There's a bit in the bible says it's true

I’m running for President to make this country great
Leading you out of bondage but I'm gonna make you wait
Threatening your conscience & to those of you that do
There's a bit in the bible says it's all true

The Devil gonna bring you bad luck
There's a lot of bibles swear that's true
And there's only one way & that is our way
There's a lot of bibles swear that too
Each representative claims to have heard &
Have the ear of God & those who swallow every word
Slaughter thine enemies, tighten the screw
There's a bit in the bible says it's true

I'm running for President to make this country great
Leading you out of bondage but I'm gonna make you wait
Threatening your conscience & to those of you that do
There's a bit in the bible says it's all true

It's the Devil who gonna make you lay with
There's a bit in the bible says that's a sin
God will rain plagues, won't bless you or keep you
To rise higher you got to keep desire within
Prayer is imperative & its repetition
Will 'cleanse thy soul' for pastures new
You have been chosen & this is your due
There's a bit in the bible says it's true

Who's funding the President?
Who'll make your country great?
Who'll lead you out of bondage?
& Who'll dictate your fate?
Who's threatening your welfare?
But always there for you?
There's a bit in the bible says it's all true
A bit in the bible, a bit in the bible
There's a bit in the bible swears it's all true

TIMES NEVER DO CHANGE

Mother reeked of gin, Father was a rogue
Uncle's side were circumcised
Nan was in The Pogues
My auntie knew her cousin dealt
It was a private war for private wealth
Times Never Do Change
Times Never Do Change
Times Never Do Change?

A consignment of deceitful landed on the shore
We were tipped off earlier, sold them to next door
They passed it on, no-one got hurt
Except the Government, who'd calculated their worth?
Times Never Do Change
Times Never Do Change
Times Never Do Change?

I lit my pipe & lightened up
I'd fight another round
Bring on your champion
I'll spit on holy ground
But nobody knew, nobody cares
You bear your grudges & the judges are all fair
& Times Never Do Change
Times Never Do Change
Times Never Do Change?

Some died on your behalf
I just bang the drum of peace
Some lied, on your behalf?
And shall never be released

OYSTER PERPETUAL

He's got an 'Oyster Perpetual'
And a signed 'Les Paul'
Can't tell the time
Can't play at all
A yacht moored & more & more
Buys homes, but he lives next door
Worth zillions, but he has to lay low
Welcome everywhere that he can't go!

That's the true mark of disgrace
He could buy you but that's a matter of taste
That's the true mark of this man
He could buy you just because he can

Works a very heavy schedule
He just bought a horse
Still got the coke
From a previous divorce
A stash waiting when he next gets out
Another 6 years or thereabouts
Divides opinions, but they love him in house
All want to join him when he finally gets out.

That's the true mark of disgrace
He could buy you, but that's a matter of taste
That's the true mark of this man
He could buy you just because he can

Earned his reputation
He did a 12
Made a lot of new friends
Who are 'concerned for his health '
A bigger giga-yacht never comes amiss
When he gets out there'll be backsides to kiss
Trained hard, fenced well
Got to keep those memories
There'll be plenty to sell

That's the true mark of disgrace
He could buy you just because he can
That's the true mark of this man
He could buy you just because he can

THE KING AND I

Loyalty?
Depends how much you're getting paid
My loyalty?
Is always there to be swayed?
And Camaraderie?
That's between friends
Royalty?
That's where loyalty ends

The King and I
We have a special relationship
The King and I
With the royal seal on my lips

Loyalty?
I learnt what and what not to say
My Loyalty got questioned along the way
But now personally I keep myself to myself
'Allow me ' don't allow for anybody else

The King and I
We have a special relationship
The King and I
With the royal seal on my lips


IT'S ONLY YOUR OPINION THAT COUNTS

I sat around thinking what I'd lost?
What I'd lost & at what cost?
You cannot lose what you never had
and what you did was just a fad
But however much, what does it amount?
It's only your opinion that counts

And what is left?
Should I keep score?
What do you expect, you think there's more?
You cannot shape what can't be shaped
And once it's shipped
It may be ill-equipped
For however much it may amount?
It's only your opinion that counts

Your own opinion is all you have
No-one else may give a damn
And you cannot buy if you haven't lost..
And you cannot boss
If you ain't been bossed
All you’re left with, what does it amount?
It's only your opinion that counts

THE PUNCH

You still got your racket
And you've still got the moves
You can still turn a trick
No-one else can prove
Got your hands in everywhere
When it comes to the crunch
And the last thing to leave you
The last thing to go
Is the punch

You're only never 'quite the same'
Until you unlearn what you're taught
Gonna get my hands dirty
When it comes to the crunch
The last thing to go, the last thing to go
Is the punch

You can jab & jab but few get through
( But you got caught quicker than you used to do )....
... there’s a percentage who listen
& some of them just back a hunch
But the last thing to go the last thing to go
Is the punch

You're an 'accessory after the fact '
The last thing to go, the last thing to leave you
Is the punch

VENTURE CAPITALISTS

This venture capitalist takes a first throw
Could have made any, could have made none
Could divide, multiply
Wake up, find it’s all been done
The cautious tissue, rationalized first
This could be dangerous, someone must win?
It survived fairly, but however you try
Someone shakes it up,
With a most salacious grin

Putting all your money, on the red
I'm putting all your money on the black
Putting all your money in & getting in too deep
Right about the time you want to take it all back.

The captured dramatist told his first tale
Boy he could spin it & then some
All adds up, gets subtracted, factored in
Then relies on a rule of thumb
And that righteous turmoil, all wizened & tricked
Took the brickbats and counted them
Some left early, Some got sly
Some got wise & surmounted them

I'm putting all your money on the red
Putting all your money on the black
Putting all your money in & getting in too deep
Right about the time you want to take it all back.

Two Anacondas & a 'deep-fried' snake
Tried to bring harmony and sabotage
One to go topside, subdivide & put the first serpent in charge
However much you bet on the keeping
Got to know where the secret's kept ?
I've been around
Danced on too many tables
Looked for a guide
But I haven't met one yet

Putting all your money on the red?
I'm putting all your money on the black
Putting all your money in when you're getting in too deep
Right about the time you want to take it all back

PROTEST SONG

I'm protesting about protesting, that's the best
Who's gonna bring the gun, who's gonna bring the vest?
Each side's so important
Perhaps they've all forgotten
What the hell we are protesting for.

Complaints about manipulation of the votes
How it's painted & whether to believe the quotes?
Each side's so extreme
Close-minded even when they dream
What the hell, are we protesting for?

This protest may attract different views
Which may separate & divide into different queues
Where everyone is right but the secret will be kept
Between those who think they are & those who're left

Protest about the Government
Protest about the war
Protest about your personal life
What the hell are we here for?

Perhaps we do protest too much ?
There's those that do & those that like to get it
off their chest
Each with their own agenda
No slaves to surrender
Where everyone thinks they know best

Protest about the Government
Protest about the war
Protest about your personal life
What the hell are we here for?
What the hell are we protesting for?
What the hell are we protesting for?
What the hell

I MADE MY PEACE

I'm no wiser just wizened
Spent 30 years in prison
Grateful for the freedom I now have
You win some, you lose,
Some routes you choose
Some routes you just go down on
I made my peace & I feel no better
But at least I made my peace, & that's enough
I made my peace & I feel no better
Paid the price of talking tough

I was eager but I wasn't
As calm with the present
Felt all the future had in store
Some routes you pack
Some of them bite you back
And someone had to do the time, & I did.
I made my peace & I feel no better
But at least I made my peace, & that's enough
I made my peace & I feel no better
Paid the price of talking tough .

As a fighter, I could think
As a talker, I was loud
Now I'm grateful, for the freedom to speak
You lose some, you win
Then it begins again
And some thoughts you could not think up
I made my peace & I feel no better
But at least I made my peace, & that's enough
I made my peace & I feel no better
Paid the price of talking tough

I was guilty, but I wasn't
There is always a because of
And in my case, that was you !
You buy some, some hit
Now I'm walking out this pit
Served mine, now it's your turn .
I've made my peace, & I feel no better
But at least I made my peace, & that's enough
I've made my peace & I feel no better
Paid the price of talking tough

ON THE CROSS

I was only 7 when I first met god
My father ruled with a rod
My mother installed fear
Then my reptile uncles began to appear
One by one I was taught to obey
Pleasure is only earned
The next stage obligatory
And you soon learned
On the cross: hanging by a thread
A product of your background
See what Jesus thinks of that
Mother on the cross
Father on the cross

When I turned 9 I re-met god
Stood up to my father with an iron rod
Mother now had fear
That all my uncles who’d tend to keep clear
One by one I’d learnt to kick in & never start a fight
You can’t touch me god and I know that I’m right
On the cross hanging by a thread
A product of your background
See what Jesus thinks of that
On the cross hanging by a thread
Mother on the cross
Father on the cross
One by one on the cross
Hanging by a thread

IN BETWEEN STATES

Killing is rife, famine is forecast
Who sanctions the actions?
Those who hold sway
But you’re willing to die
Rather than stay there
Hand over the cash & you’re on your way
In between states, I go where I go
In between states, I know what I know
I’m in sight of land
Not how I’d planned
In between crates & I am the freight

In between states, no papers to prove it
Those at the gates, choose and approve it
Tighten the fence
Give enough rope
Freedom’s advertised
Killed by hope
In between states I go where I go
In between states I know what I know
I’m in sight of land
Not how I’d planned
In between crates & I am the freight.

Fill in the forms our home can be yours
The freedom to buy into lies & the great outdoors
But you interfere with what we have here
A history of hate & settling scores.

In between states I go where I go
In between states I know what I know
I’m in sight of land
Not how I’d planned
In between crates & I am the freight

TAKE THE 5TH

The right to remain silent
Calm & non-violent
That’s my kind of presidential heart
Einstein’s been proved right
Yet suckers like us fight
Gravitation’s pulling us apart
Can you see me?
My name’s in lights
I’ll take the 5th

As you read me my Miranda rights
I’ll take the 5th
Top of the world ma
Top of the world ma
Republican or Democrat
Another suit, a different hat
Isis crisis affecting crisis
It’s “cheaper now to chat”

Can you see me?
My name’s in lights
I’ll take the 5th
As you read me my Miranda rights
I’ll take the 5th
Everyone & every cause
Every leader needs applause
Top of the world ma
Execute!

What you say can & will be twisted
What you can’t foresee, but you assisted
This Miranda warning
Think before you act...
Can you see me my name’s in lights?
I’ll take the 5th
As you read me my Miranda rights
I’ll take the 5th
Top of the world ma
Top of the world ma.....

IN THEM DAYS

Chummy had a shop where the penny never dropped
Them was the days
Underneath was a gym where the training never stopped
Them was the days
I used to know who’d you know?
No-one’s as hard as my dad
We all slept easy when I was a lad

In them days everyone was happy
In them days everyone had grub
In them days good old Frankie’s still doing tours
In them days “gawd blimey luv”

Freddie used to tap, Charlie used to schlep
Them was the rules
You only slashed when it was necessary
Teeth were pulled
Loved the smell of a pound note
Now it’s euros & litres
But a nonce still a nonce
An’ a ponce still a ponce
An’ grasses & wife beaters

In them days everyone was happy
In them days everyone had grub
In them days good old Frankie’s still doing tours
In them days “gawd blimey luv “

A nonce is still a nonce…a ponce is still a ponce.
A nonce is still a nonce…a ponce is still a ponce.

We all have our ways
Now I live off the proceeds
Friends with the Krays
Fetched the Richardson’s groceries
We used enforcers
Them were the days
When schnide was schnide, presence denied
And kosher just a turn of phrase

In them days
Everyone was happy
In them days
everyone had fun
And good old Frankie’s still doing tours.

SO HELP ME GOD

I swear on my life, so help me god
My word is my bond, so help me god
I’ve sinned & I’ve prayed
Like all who’ve disobeyed
Still keep on asking, so help me god

Still awaiting a reply so help me god
Please tell me before I die, so help me god
To leave without knowing
Where the hell I’m going
I’ll keep on asking so help me god

Watched the box disappear behind the curtain
Heard the earth drop underground
Shared belief with those who were certain
While you were nowhere to be found

Now I’ve sworn on my life so help me god
To be true to my oath so help me god
Don’t keep me guessing
Let me exit with your blessing
One of us don’t exist, so help me god
I’ll leave without knowing
Where the hell I’m going
I’ll keep on asking so help me god
To leave without knowing
Where the hell I’m going
I’ll keep on asking, so help me god

GOD BLESS AMERICA

“There is a gun for roughly every man woman & child in america”
(Barack Obama, Statement by the President on the Shootings at Umpqua Community, 2015).

My boy was a good boy: only 10
Shot jersey joe’s girl: she was 8
Only showing out what was under daddy’s pillow
You can backtrack but you can’t re-create

The right to own a gun
The right to take a life
Your right to kill
Your right to life
God Bless America

3 loaded guns on a picnic table
A family children: one other
Youngest one picked a gun
Fired & killed his brother
The right to own a gun
The right to take a life
Your right to kill
Your right to life
God bless America

559 children under 11 been shot this year
294 mass shootings, 45 schools
Might be time to amend the rules

“the United States of America is the one advanced nation on earth in which we do not have sufficient common sense gun safety laws, even in the face of repeated mass shootings…there is a gun for roughly every man woman & child in America”

The right to own a gun
The right to take a life
Your right to kill
Your right to life
God bless america

GO BEYOND EGO

How you should live
And with whom you should mix
Blessed you taught you to forgive
And the devil wears the number 6

Go beyond ego
See where you land
Go beyond ego
Go beyond plans
I don’t believe a word you say

It’s now feasible and accepted
Jaws dropped & were inspected
Couldn’t care less I couldn’t care more
There’s another sucker in the store
Scriptures, tinctures, tales of misadventure
I don’t believe a word you say
I don’t believe a word you say

Most agreeable as projected
It went to the top & it got rejected
I couldn’t care less
I couldn’t care more
There’s another copy & there’s another store
It’s easily found
Easily bound
And quickly printed out
The 5 books of supposes
It’s just word of mouth

Go beyond ego
See where you land
Go beyond ego
Go beyond plans
And I don’t believe a word you say

I BLAME ADAM

I blame Adam for leading me astray
I blame the apple for just being in the way
And I claim that god aimed to make me pay
But the snake got tamed
Leaving most areas grey

So think of all the people that you’ve met
Historical crimes
So think of all the people that you’ve met
Historical crimes

I blame Aaron for becoming a priest
I blame everyone there at Jesus’ feast
I claim the prophets like all idols
False
Clutch at gods
When all else stalls

So think of all the people that you’ve met
Historical crimes
So think of all the people that you’ve met
Historical crimes

Hearing voices in my head
When I climb upstairs to bed
And there is no 2nd floor.
Hearing voices in my head
When I climb upstairs to bed
And there is no 2nd floor
I blame Adam

So think of all the people that you’ve just met
Scan the length of the alphabet
Historical crimes a failure of our times
The orderly who ordered the orders to be signed
The voyeur who declared he was blind
The beyond the pale
That’s too dark for some
Bugger me sideways there’s a second world war
If you want a villain there’s a lot of them in store

So think of all the people that you’ve met
Historical crimes
So think of all the people that you’ve met
Historical crimes
I blame Adam

SONNY LISTON’S SMILE

The suits have been filed
The first jab hurt
The world awaits the result
But the fight is fixed
Lawyers are anxious
Time to take a mandatory count

We danced to the passing of time
Sang of sonny Liston’s smile
Freddie Mills battles of wills
While the mob formed an orderly line

If you step in the ring
Prepare to be tested
The face has to fit the result
Fortune mixed with bankers & linseed
A fate neither open or shut
He fought for prosperity never got rich
Some prospered until it kicked in
Everyone’s selling, no –one speaks out
Time to take a mandatory count

We danced to the passing of time
Sang of sonny Liston’s smile
Freddie Mills battles of wills
While the mob formed an orderly line

FAMILY

Tell you about my brother
Hated our own sister
My mother was over-partial to liquor
A father I never knew
Priests who had better things to do
Used to come around my house extra late at night
Shooting up families just out of spite
You stand & fight or deceive
Or you’re elegant when you leave?
Live with aplomb?
But no-one will notice when you’re gone
F-A-M-I-L-Y

I’ll tell you about “ van”
Some call him the man
He’s had his peaks
His astral weeks
But everyone forgets about them

Family…family
I’ll tell you about the church
Extra late at night
Shootin’ up family
I’ll tell you about the church
Extra late at night
F-A-M-I-L-Y ......