Decide with me Past walls of heaving lies. Past politicians who shall be the Bride? Decisions fly like demons on the tide. Grab Satan”s tail and take a free and evil ride.
I fear no pill Can help the poor and reft. All of their payments Are to be Put to the cracked Test. We do not help For passive is our state. Send us to Bedlam for we are adrift.
Post modernism Says all stories are good But we must sift them With our heads of wood. I fear no evil For soon I think I`ll be Driven to seek asylum Where the angels swim at sea
I will always love Hugh, though John gave me his home We married very hastily,but were by chance in Rome
There’s no place lacks combs There’s no grace in Rome
Come to Jakarta or send me a bone I wanted a mere threesome, though I feel best alone
Life is what happens when we are busy making puns Come now to supper but don’t eat any guns
Imagine all the people living life in grief Imagine there’s no laughing, imagine nothing feels Don’t read a comic, only books have leafs Then in the Autumn they fall out unsealed
So you want the Loons to play with Cirque du soleil to swing away with They’ll come if you don’t lie
Success is like a swinging rope Up and down, the monsters joke
I decided to be a graduate but never learned to read Thinking is of little use especially at speed
Do something useful,sweep the floor Have some coffee,clean the door
I voted Labour all my life I got married for the strife Now he’s dead, I am quite lost Noone warned me what it cost
Haarold Willson our PM Very clever decent man I will drink a toast to him Though maybe not one for old Jim
