Chicken Feed

We are the future but we sure ain't bright.



Open catacombs, we are all abandoned

Monuments from Ice Formations

Gambling on the rolling dice, flicking the thumbs of fate

One long dateline, seven portions division songs

Musical opinion, delivered interflections, browned and crispy

Twinkle toed and fleet of tongue, numerical lozenges, suck deep

High Octane Overtures

Government

Social stimulants, virginal tease

Downright dirty filthy sleaze

Counterfeit conscience, day old brew

Feel the leather glued steadfast to your skin

Fountains pour forth with pomp and glory

No one is rightly undersold, no one was paid their dues

One short knuckle, two worn signs

I am not the only soldier, I am the only saint

When I ask them outright they had no one true song

When I asked them outright they would not admit they were wrong

Cold hearted fools, numerous stories sold, limpets and barnacles

I am a kind of man, I am a kind man, I am mankind

Everything Is under Control

Danger Danger High Voltage!!

Grouting

You are the prince of my disease

The finger prints dusted off my frankness

The origin was unknown at the time but the spirit always broken

Monotonous rumbling devoured each waking moment

We all stared in quiet disbelief

They had done it, they had broken the one sweet golden rule

Some cried, some rejoiced, none were emotionless

Monsters In The Wardrobe

Great heights, fallen fowl, lawbreaker

Divide the dreams, good and bad

My Nightmares are truly great great friends

Pick the legs off two by two, four times we fed

Changing currents, moonphase tides

Idle moments, floorboards creak, I am not alone

I hear the clock, I know the time

What time is it?

Breadline borderline broken beasts

Molehills?

Highlander

Snowy white and streaky clean

I am the musician, the partisan announcer

Grate me harshly, slice me thin

Potholes bounce my troubled souls

Sweet baby smells, such smothering love

Punch, just punch, my toothless grin

Beautiful Frowns

Get The Brush Billy Whizz

Pruning Roses

Wooden skittles, darkened rooms

Rolling thunder, summer blooms

Cryptic stitchwork, mandarin squeeze

The freak machine is in full flow

Scalpel steady, mealworm strainers

POW!!!

Bouncer Broad and Wide

The frozen embryo, the undead child

My mission is my marker, my line in the sand

Sidelined fools weep, the mothers denounce their own sons

Why they ask did they fill their days with the dreams of power

There is only one true king

His name is Mendeleev, he is all seeing, he is all power

They watched him in awe, they struggled to comprehend

Eventually they ignored, but to what end

No one knows just yet, but the powerful shining light will eventually blind

Buy me just one horse, i will plot my own escape

Meet me on the distant horizon, bang your tuneless drum

I will come, I will hold you, I will save your sorry soul

Brothers Gonna Work It Out........

Clunky Buns

Lift the bonnet, battery breakdown

Charging, jolt, sparks, wind in the reel

Tip toe around the frozen void, wasted frames

Stationed and cautioned, one more exception to the ever changing

Rule

One Month Lost......Abducted By Life

He returns weather beaten, battered and defeated by such pure love

The alien sleeps for now but will soon rise again, small but full of firey heat

I am a slave, I am her slave, I have never been happier to be a slave

One small spark, one silent sigh, I will be there, restless sleep forgotten

Crumpled Heap

Southern light steady, forbidden fruits

Pregnant pause, forearm smash

Blind alley, blind allies, blind faith

History boys and the redundant echoes of future thought

The last mission, assassination platform

Thirteen days later, toll road closure

One second later, they were gone, lost forever

Heart Feeler

The lords are smiling, youth rediscovered

Instant bliss, the bug has bitten, wrapped in tiny pieces of life

Peachy calmness, tender touches, skin division

Seven week stencil, inaccurate timelines, increasing bonds


I love you through sparks and shining dragons I do...............

Children

They woke at dawn wide eyed and speechless

The distant cat calls were diregarded

Such haste and such pitiful waste

Step up, bow, take the reward and applause

Killer Queen

You won't let those robots eat me?

Straplines

Medusa is in here, Medusa is in here

You know her name

She is in here



I am the library book repairer, touch my face

We've got a war to fight

Trip Hop Duets

Befriended

Relinquished dreams, southern state cremation

Polish away the layers, remain determined

Rainbow shine, scratched sleeve notes

Bold as brass, cold as steel, pickled

Double Decker

That tiniest of spaces, that wandering fool

The voidable delusional bliss state, memory evokes passion

Momentum, forward thrust, ejector seat rush

Reach for the stars, find the grass

Carpet burnt, scalped and groped

Majestic revision flower, the endless lime

Grip hook, graphic, cranial bleed