Friday, 27 May 2011
a piece of me: Screaming............................................
a piece of me: Screaming............................................: "Screaming kids, playing games Shouting at each other, driving me insane Banging doors, slaming toys Squeaky girls and noisey boys Always..."
Screaming..............................................
Screaming kids, playing games
Shouting at each other, driving me insane
Banging doors, slaming toys
Squeaky girls and noisey boys
Always making a mess, never being quiet
Leaving mess and mayhem, it's like a bloody riot
Why can't they play together, calm and nice
We need something special, a peaceful device
A thing that makes them stop, making all that noise
I want silent girls, I want some quiet boys
Just for half an hour, I need a little peace
Make them stop this noise, someone make it cease
No chattering, no shouting, no mess
No fighting, no scratching, no stress
Just thirty minutes of nothing, completely sedate
Let me catch my breath again, that would be great
My ears would stop buzzing, my head won't ache
My nerves would not be shattered, I'd love a coffee break
And then they'll go to bed, argue for a while
But then there will be silence, he says; with a smile...
Shouting at each other, driving me insane
Banging doors, slaming toys
Squeaky girls and noisey boys
Always making a mess, never being quiet
Leaving mess and mayhem, it's like a bloody riot
Why can't they play together, calm and nice
We need something special, a peaceful device
A thing that makes them stop, making all that noise
I want silent girls, I want some quiet boys
Just for half an hour, I need a little peace
Make them stop this noise, someone make it cease
No chattering, no shouting, no mess
No fighting, no scratching, no stress
Just thirty minutes of nothing, completely sedate
Let me catch my breath again, that would be great
My ears would stop buzzing, my head won't ache
My nerves would not be shattered, I'd love a coffee break
And then they'll go to bed, argue for a while
But then there will be silence, he says; with a smile...
a piece of me: Missing
a piece of me: Missing: "It's a birthday missed because of the brandy and pills A life less in this world without his wordsmith skills A story untold, a song unsun..."
a piece of me: Anger
a piece of me: Anger: "Is it just me that feels this way Do I have to pretend to listen to what you all say Do I have to laugh at your racist jokes Do I have to..."
a piece of me: Old time, new verse
a piece of me: Old time, new verse: "How things have changed Rearranged methods of sales Adverts kill the brain cells So ad men can 'sell, sell' And still we're tranfixed G..."
Thursday, 26 May 2011
Old time, new verse
How things have changed
Rearranged methods of sales
Adverts kill the brain cells
So ad men can 'sell, sell'
And still we're tranfixed
Getting our fix
Watching the screen
Whilst we all dream
Of having that out of reach thing on the telly box screen
Check these out, oh how time has changed....
Rearranged methods of sales
Adverts kill the brain cells
So ad men can 'sell, sell'
And still we're tranfixed
Getting our fix
Watching the screen
Whilst we all dream
Of having that out of reach thing on the telly box screen
Check these out, oh how time has changed....
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