The Revolution

 

 

Roland Michel Tremblay

 

 

www.themarginal.com

rm@themarginal.com

 

 

 

44E The Grove, Isleworth, Middx, London, TW7 4JF, UK, Tel: +44 (0)20 8847 5586


 

 

The Revolution

 

 

Summary

 

 

Go on faking it!

God is being recycled again

Bringing you over to the universe

All over London

Saving this dying world

Iíll make you believe anything!

No longer censor yourself!

Make public opinion matter again

Oh my God! What have I done?

We must have faith in ourselves

You must be Republican, you need to be cured

Just about ready to release the bomb

Brace yourself, it is racism youíre guilty of

Proud of being naked

So suddenly we lose everything

The world owes us everything

Suspending all human rights

When the destiny of the world depends upon one man

The man who defies gravity

Poetry is suicide!

Your breasts are suffocating me!

Itís got to come out like a gun shot

The world needs protection from governments

Only you has ever been guilty of anything

Itís all over, Iím being arrested

Always you must involve the police!

Everything is a consequence of your own doing

The Revolution

All the world needs is a disgusting American hotdog

You are my pillar into this reality

This is not our civil war yet

We need all the freedom in the world

Born to broom the world

Such hypocrisy!

Doctor, you will never understand our neurosis

Alert all governments! Weíre about to think about something

The sleepy masses about to wake up

Youíll see what that fucking Paki can do

And the world comes crashing down

Iím gonna call the riot of the century!

Conscience stricken whistle-blower unpatriotic traitor spit and prison

What I would not do for a good fuck up the arse from my government

Nothing of this world is real

Plastic is all that will remain of this world

I feel like throwing myself under a Caterpillar D9R armoured Israeli bulldozer in Gaza

Call the revolution!

Wide awake on a drunken night

The Oklahoma Dead Street Poet

What sort of sycophant are you?

I am your dead son!

Finding a corner of paradise

The cry of a whole new generation

The day my indictment is being read in Court

Self-Righteous Religious Zealot

Old Britannia now belongs to the world

We only need one enemy to bring about our downfall

If we were as spineless as you are the world would collapse

Becoming a tyrant

Working for Peace and Justice

Must we become evil to fight evil?

You Little Pig Girl

It took World War Three to bring us back together

We must give meaning to our existence!

Donít even think to fill the void of power!

We will fight you to our dying breath!

Weíre electrified and we canít calm down!

Get out the mainstream!

I predict something terrible

Women are criminals at heart

How can someone so childish project such an image of wisdom?

We have no leaders, all is lost!

As long as you self-annihilate fast enough to save us all

Humanity could never have been great or achieve anything

I wish I could have been anyone else

Leaving behind the fake citizen status

Shedding that criminal past

Free us all

So a new world can finally emerge

Sheíll be dead soon

Oh God, I wish it was that easy to rise above it

Rich and successful women know how to bring a hard on even on gay men

Desperate times calls for new thinking

You can still change the world

Getting rid of management

We have destroyed our future

The devolution of the human race

Vindication

Such scheming mind should be rich by now

We wonít be sold another cheap crucified Jesus Christ story

How can we corrupt such young clever minds?

Just in the right mood for you

One hit wonder

Oh why oh why must I marry that loser?

Early birds are all suckers to the man

Anonymous

I cannot live in godís country

Science is the apocalypse!

God is a nuclear bomb

I will revolutionise everything!

Iím a thinking time bomb

A lifetime of failures and mediocrity

If only we werenít so afraid of change

It is up to you to change the world

It doesnít matter, I exist out of time

There is no threshold to insanity

We cannot speak, hear our plea!

As an individual you are the most powerful person there is

None of you deserve to hear the truth

Who am I and who are you?

The secret of keeping people happy the world over

Be your own mafia

Any saviour has always been but a cancer cell

Not one of them had the guts to speak

Youíre only as effective as your last extreme outburst

You are afraid of the truth

I have a deep need to save your soul

All out unto the universe

The night is still so very young

We must seek the future

Bring on the Revolution!

I feel the Inner World

And so hear us God

I will not lie even for God

There will be a war that we cannot survive

Escaping the universe

Nothing ever so simple

We as humanity we have arrived

We will bring humanity into the next cycle of history

 

 

 

 

The Revolution

 

Go on faking it!

 

Oh right, you want to produce in people

So many emotions, so much response

To gather the millions

To worship anything at the altar of coolness

 

So cold then it must be

As there is only one way

To bring up such a response from the masses

It is genius only as long as it is fake

 

Iím gonna make you cry

Iím gonna change you in no uncertain terms

Iím gonna be the voice of a whole new generation

For as long as I can fake it

 

Faking it all

So artificial a process

You will cry till you drop dead

So some others can cash in millions

 

Donít you ever burst your own bubble

The very one you constructed for so long so long ago

Donít kid yourself you are the very definition of fake

It was the only way to reach so far out into the world

 

Do not question this for even a minute

Just get on, just go on faking it

Or we will celebrate your doomsday

The very day you die

 

Donít lie to yourself

You knew what you were doing

You knew it was the only way to gain such momentum

You just didnít know then how to exploit it

 

No one ever wrote a successful love song

Without writing it completely stoned cold

No one ever reached mainstream stardom

Without planning such a success to a T

 

With a whole marketing machine to back it up

It is genius only as long as it is fake

As only fake stuff is worth promoting

Cold beyond belief, so everyoneís eyes will pop out

 

So donít stop

Donít stop taking yourself seriously

Go on faking it for posterity

As it is the only way to be heard

 

The only way to reach out globally

And find a way to still get out there

What you really feel must be said

What you really feel can make a difference

 

Just find a way to still

Not fake it

Whilst faking it

So this world will be a better one

 

Weíre all desperate for an escape

To escape this unbearable reality

It is genius only as long as it is fake

So go on faking it!

 

 

God is being recycled again

 

My brain has been recycled

My own dick is made of recycled materials

I am 100% new born recycled bullshit

A born again Christian

 

Everything must be recycled

That last little bit of paper

That little thingy of plastic

That last worthless diamond

In a world overwhelmed with diamonds

Fake, synthetic or otherwise

Everything must be recycled

 

When I say everything I mean everything

That last word, that last verse

That brain cell of yours

Yes, even your brain must be recycled

The last atom composing your decomposing body

The very last electron of your reproductive organs

The very Bible

Everything must be recycled again and again

 

My brain has been recycled!

My own dick is made of recycled materials!

I am 100% new born recycled bullshit!

A born again Christian!

 

Same nightmare played as a rerun backward

It could last for an eternity

I must put a stop to that

About a few years until it ends up polluting our dead beaches

Full of un-recycled plastic and worthless ideas

 

Iíve got Christ all packed up in a plastic bottle

Ready for the masses

Jesus Christ version 3.0, all ready for Vatican 3

Like a criminal Pope in his recycled pope mobile

Everything must be recycled

 

I want to recycle everything!

As if I was born diseased

Brain dead

I want to recycle politics

I want to recycle religions

I want to recycle the corporate world

I must recycle the media

I will recycle you

 

Into something presentable

Something acceptable

Something I could show my grandmother

And be proud of

I want to recycle the whole humanity

Something I could show an alien race

And be proud of

Everything must be recycled

 

Donít talk to me about traditions

Donít talk to me about values

Donít tell me about your cherished family values

You hypocrite liar who never acted or believed in any of it

Just like a Republican

Just like any American President

Living a complete lie and telling me I should die

 

You will be recycled

Into something else

You will shut up

And become something else

So my grandmother can be proud

So aliens can be proud

 

Everyone must be recycled

Even Jesus Christ

Even God

Even you

 

Everyone will be recycled

Into something else

Weíll just have to hope

We wonít be recycled into something worse

 

It all depends on you

It all depends on how gullible you are

Just go on with your life

And forget about religion

 

Or you will be recycled again and again

 

 

Bringing you over to the Universe

 

I will take you over

I will take over the world

And bring you somewhere else

And bring you over to the universe

 

Iíve lost all identity

Iím a poor man

I mean nothing

Born nowhere

In between two masters

I just feel like

I just feel like exploding upon the world!

 

Why should I

Why should I be nothing

Why be nothing when

When I

When I could be

When I could take over

When I could take over the world!

 

Why limit myself to nowhere

When I could save the world?

As I will take the world by storm

As I am all that you have been waiting for

I am all that will take over your universe

I am so powerful, I can change everyone

I will change you forever!

 

As I am a man from no manís land

And this is what we do

Change your whole mind

And bring you somewhere else

Open your eyes to the new world!

I will bring you there

All the way across the universe!

 

I am just about anything right now that I feel

I am from no manís land

I answer to no master

I am my own master

Radical way of life

Against all that there is

Brace yourself!

 

I will take you over!

I will take over the world!

And bring you somewhere else!

And bring you over to the universe!

 

 

All over London

 

I canít bear you anymore

You certainly suck all life out of me

Fuck do I pretend to be happy and alive

When all I want

Is to go asleep forever

Go to sleep and never wake up

Tonight I feel suicidal

Wouldnít take much for me to never wake up

One bottle too many

And thatís it

Gone forever

Oh, I so wish sometimes it would be that easy

I donít care!

I cannot listen anymore to anything!

Why donít you just shut up!

Donít you understand where I am?

I cannot bear it anymore

So many lies and so much bullshit

You suck all life out of me

I cannot continue like this

All my dreams

Never come to fruition

Never achieving anything

I might as well be dead

Because even achieving oneís dreams

Is meaningless

Tonight I feel suicidal

Better go to bed

And wake up tomorrow morning

To another depressing rainy day all over London

London is the one thing that kept me alive all these years

But now even London cannot save me

I would need the other side of the universe to sustain me

One bottle too many

This is all this is

Better go to bed and wake up tomorrow morning

For yet another miserable day

Of a miserable existence

All over London

 

 

Saving this dying world

 

We have been so blind

It is amazing we have achieved so much

But now we can achieve much more

We might even save this dying world

 

When fear of what is new goes away

When objectivity will let us consider everything

When suddenly we are desperate enough

To consider every last idea on earth

 

Suddenly we will see

That everything has been thought of

All ideas already exist

Thereís nothing new under the sun

 

Just take a step back

Just open your mind

No new age stuff

Just science

 

It is magical

There is only one thing

That needs to be considered

Everything is constantly expanding

 

Such revolutionary ideas

Belong to the history books

This is making history

Just open your mind

 

We have been so blind

It is amazing we have achieved so much

But now we can achieve much more

We might even save this dying world

 

 

Iíll make you believe anything!

 

Worth being a freaking big sponge

Sponging everything on its way to heaven

Gobbling it all up

Until weíre ready to spit it all back

 

I must stop myself from saying any more

Because next I might just state the worst things ever

Thereís no stopping me

I can make you believe anything

 

Are you so damn brainless?

Donít you actually have a life of your own?

I hate marketing or propaganda, same thing

How easy it is to shove it up all down your throat

 

A brainless nation is all we have

As a consequence of mindless infrastructures

About how we go about thinking for ourselves

A nation of parrots is all we ever had

 

It is so easy to manipulate all those media and the masses

Tomorrow morning I can create a crisis just about anywhere

Filled with inconsistencies and lies

And yet it will be worldwide news

 

All those copycats repeating ad nauseam

All that they receive from the government

Wake up!

No way to go about building a new world!

 

So easy it is to manipulate a whole nation

That even I who is nothing succeeds big time at it

Itís your fault, you just canít investigate further

You just canít be bold and express your own opinions

 

Iím truly disappointed with the world

Next Iíll claim to have been the sexual partner of

Margaret Thatcher

And trust me, you will believe it

 

I must stop myself from saying any more

This world is too gullible

This world is being manipulated too well

This world is too well trained to believe everything it hears

 

I must stop myself from saying any more

Cos I just canít control myself

I will tell you just about whatever

And Iíll make you believe anything

 

 

No longer censor yourself!

 

It is one thing to be censored

It is another to censor yourself

Oh for so many years I have stopped myself

From stating it raw, well no longer

 

I donít care!

I donít care anymore!

Oh, have I hurt your petty feelings?

All that you thought you were about but never was?

 

Fuck you!

Yeah, go fuck yourself!

Does that disturb you?

My God, you have no idea

 

I will no longer censor myself

I donít know why I did for so long

Was I afraid of death?

Me, a suicidal being who ever only wished for death?

 

This world is so ugly

Everyone within it is already dead

I wouldnít mind a global genocide right now

If God has any mercy upon his soul and us all

 

So much potential this world has

So much potential that goes to waste

Might as well drink myself to death

And tell the world the whole truth

 

No longer censor yourself

Cos youíll just wake up in a few years

Discovering the world has gone to hell

And no one prevented it

 

If I ever think again

Of not saying what one must say

If ever again I donít speak out loud

I deserve everything that I get

 

I donít know how, I donít know why

I censored myself for so many years

But no longer will I ever do so

No matter the consequences

 

No longer censor yourself!

State it raw!

State the truth!

No matter the consequences!

 

 

Make public opinion matter again!

 

Something must jump start you into action

Anger is most likely what it will be

And in this burst of anger

You establish all future foundations of the world

 

When in the heat of the moment you write something enflamed

Send it worldwide instantly without thinking of consequences

And the next day you feel sick: My God! What have I done!

I tell you, youíre on the right track, youíre on the edge of everything

 

And once youíve done it once, and twice, and trice

And get successful and rich beyond belief

You must remember that you have a duty to your origins

Never lose your edge

 

This primal urge to denounce everything

To shout all that you feel deep down inside

To bring about a world to its knees

By changing just about everythingÖ

 

Donít lose your edge!

As we are defined by it

As we exist by it

It establishes all future foundations of the world!

 

The form it takes doesnít matter

Sex, peace, love, freedom, happiness, abundance, drugs, insanity

It must come out all at once!

It must be heard all over the world!

 

A world in waiting is desperate

To live it

To follow such a cry to live, to exist!

And change everything in its path

 

I am telling you

In this world today you have no rights

You have no freedom

Ah! Do wake up!

 

Public opinion no longer matters

You are being sacrificed

No one ever cared for you

You donít even care for yourself

 

Or else! Or else you would be jump started

You would shout to the world

All your pain and suffering

You would mean something, you would have an edge

 

Short of buying a gun and start shooting

To be heard

There is art

To express yourself

 

One does not have to be extreme

But one must say something

Vent all the anger and emotions

One must survive

 

This world is not about love and freedom

It is about pettiness, hate and taking everything you have

This world is about war

Only you can change that

 

The most basic human rights are all gone!

They never even materialised!

Is this what democracy has all been about?

Thereís never been any democracy!

 

This world has never been free

You have never been free

It might explain your need to express anger

This is power!

 

Shut up, Iím not in the mood

So easily you could change the world

Just do it! Just express yourself!

And make public opinion matter again!

 

And never lose your edge

 

 

Oh my God! What have I done?

 

I cannot believe I was so unwise

To write this down

And send it on its way worldwide

When I could have been saying something else

 

You donít understand how hard it is

To state anything in this world

It makes you ill, it simply kills you

As you risk everything every time

 

There are consequences

You lose your job, youíre facing deportation

You have to hide behind just about anything

You can no longer state your own name

 

As if all I had ever built in my life

Was so shameful

That my only desire was now to disappear

Erasing myself from history

 

I have been threatened, I received death threats

I must call my mum in despair

Mummy, protect your son from this insanity!

I only talked about human rights and freedom after all

 

Iím doing something wrong

Iím on the wrong path

I should be happy by now

I should be shining happiness and love

 

Iím doing something wrong

Because whatever I say is simply killing me

And must therefore be killing the world

What I say must bring happiness and life

 

For many years now I wanted to change

I will change

My message will become a positive one

My message will only be of peace and love

 

I must change my frame of mind

I must only see the positive side of everything

And the world must change with me

We must only think positive, of love and life

 

I must never again write something

So significant and yet so destructive

Because what we feel and what we think

Becomes our reality and our world

 

Attrition

Oh my God! What have I done?

Talking negative can only bring negativity to the world

I must speak only of love, peace, freedom and happiness

 

Attrition!

So much anger within me!

So blind I have been!

I can see clearly now

 

Attrition!

Iím reaching the last stages of death

I must be re-born

Into something else

 

I can no longer afford

To think something that is not constructive

I must only think and state creativity

As each one of us only but create what we think

 

I can no longer afford

To think so wildly

And spread such wilderness around

I must write my own Bible and become Jesus Christ

 

I feel such peace within me

Now that I am directly connected to God

And angels filled with love all surrounding me

Iím ready for the asylum

 

Oh my God! What have I done?

 

 

We must have faith in ourselves

 

I understand it is now offensive to be a man

Iíve been a feminist for so long

Iím no longer sure of my gender

 

I am but a man

I have no faith in anything or anyone

Not even in humankind

 

It must be wonderful to have faith

It makes you so strong

Nothing could ever reach you

 

Iíve seen people of faith cross oceans

Have an answer to everything

Being out of anyoneís influence

 

It must be wonderful to have faith, to believe in something

Iím so disillusioned, Iím ready to give up

Quantum mechanics is not a god, science is no religion

 

It is snowing tonight in London

It snows only once a year in London

And some years it does not snow at all

 

I must keep faith

That it will snow again

I must keep faith in something

 

Life has become such a mind loop

Life is such a nightmare

I despair

 

It must be wonderful to have faith

Into something else

Something higher than oneself

 

I will never have faith in anything

I will never believe in anything

I can only believe in myself

 

This is why I must believe in being moral and ethical

I must believe we can all love each other

I must believe in humanity

 

It must be wonderful!

It can be wonderful!

But one must remain free!

 

It must be wonderful to have faith

To feel so strong and armed with answers

And yet, we can have faith in different ways

 

There is hope for people without faith

There is more hope in achieving something without faith

Because our faith then must depend on humanity alone

 

I am but a man

We are but humanity

We must have faith in ourselves

 

 

You must be Republican, you need to be cured

 

Iím on a sexual high

If that means anything to you, my dear, have a nice cup of tea

I too see God just about everywhere

I too see Jesusí face in my scrambled eggs every morning

 

Someone needs to take you

And shake you

And slap you in the face until youÖ

Wake up!

 

Brainwashing wonít do!

What they have told you is but a lie!

You are stronger than that!

Wake up!

 

Youíre probably a deep Republican

For that alone you need to be hidden

It will be a long way to psychological recovery

Wake up!

 

Enrol into the army

Go and kill a few more Muslims

If that makes you feel any better

Jesusí lost babies of the Great Lord will be saved forever

 

Christians all over the world!

For all these unwanted Christian US babies!

I have the ultimate answer!

Head for Pakistan or Iran and become suicide bombers!

 

Hereís a methylenedioxymethamphetamine pill

Take it! Eat it!

Now I can see all!

I can see and understand all of Christianity!

 

Christians the world over

We are the sons of the only and true God

We know we have the ultimate truth

All the rest must die!

 

You must be Republican

You need to be cured

You were brainwashed, it will be a long recovery

Wake up!

 

 

Just about ready to release the bomb

 

Stop!

Consider what you are doing very carefully

Think again, and again, and again

Just about ready to release the bomb

 

I donít think, I never thought, my God!

You just donít have any brain

Thereís just no way to make you understand

Just about ready to release the bomb

 

You thought you were so clever

So many certainties, so much insecurity

So many analyses, so much micro-management

Just about ready to release the bomb

 

Very likely it will hurt me more than it will hurt you

You do not leave me any other option, fenced to the wall

Oh! It will be messy! And the consequencesÖ

Just about ready to release the bomb

 

I had such high hopes!

Like living a dream within a can

I thought everything was so perfect

Just about ready to release the bomb

 

Pushed to such limit, I entertain ideas of revenge

Causing as much damage as I can

Iíll have the whole world upside down

Just about ready to release the bomb

 

Itís always the same story, the same history

Weíre all so petty, human small mindedness

We just never learn

Just about ready to release the bomb!

 

 

No longer setting any limit

 

Tonight I do not set myself any limit

As usual itís just been too much

Your capacity to invent problems

And bring them to the brink of crisis

 

Oh! How come once again

Such details that everyone else is guilty of

Stop right here at my door

To become a nightmare?

 

Could it be victimisation?

Could it be discrimination?

Could it be racism?

And what about homophobia?

 

How cocksure are you?

What is your true motivation?

Canít you even tell why you act?

Deep down in your heartÖ

 

It no longer matters

It is now for a Court to decide

Your motivation

They will enlighten you

 

As it is victimisation

As it is discrimination

As it is racism

As it is homophobia

 

I no longer set myself any limit

Because you never set yourself any

This will go as far as it can go

There is still some justice in this world

 

You will soon find out

The old ways are long gone

How you could have been so ignorant

Is beyond belief

 

This will go as far as it can go

I no longer set myself any limit

This will go as far as it can go

No longer set yourself any limit!

 

 

Proud of being naked

 

Iím truly sorry for my appearance

I just feel, well, Iím nobody

Iíve got no money and no asset

I might as well into this world walk naked

 

So many people have so much money

To buy themselves new eyes and new breasts

All through this virtual world weíre living in

I can only walk naked!

 

Must I buy a piece of land?

Must it cost so much?

Building a house on it is 100,000 times my salary

I must walk naked

 

What year were you born?

How did you manage to buy anything?

Oh, must have been before the war

Which war? Does it matter anymore?

 

Iíll never have enough money

To even buy anything more than a lollipop

I might as well walk naked

I might as well die

 

Why should I be so angry?

It is just a fact of the time weíre living in

No one can afford anything, let alone a car

Pure jealousy from the previous generations

 

The end of the world must be near

If no one can afford a TV

Have you thought of that?

It means more wars, and civil wars

 

Civil wars mean you will lose everything

Including your piece of land and your house

Your car and your TV

It will go to someone else

 

It is in your interest

That we can all buy more than a lollipop

Otherwise there will be consequences

You will pay for it, you will lose everything

 

So yes I am naked

I am proud of being naked

Just ask me why

I will refer you to here

 

 

So suddenly we lose everything

 

It happens so quickly

You never had the chance to think

Grace if you got a glimpse the night before

Tomorrow is a new day

 

When you are pushed to the limits

When your loved ones are pushed out

When everything you built so hard for so many years

Crumbles to dust overnight

 

What do you do?

Is there something to do?

But think hard of all the possibilities

Of such a new life?

 

Wondering if all your impossible dreams can come true

Well they must, there is nothing else over the horizon

Wild thinking, radical action, must come true somehow

So suddenly you lose everything

 

Where will I be tomorrow?

What can I still be?

Can I still support this family all by myself?

Once again it is the Russian roulette

 

So suddenly you lose everything

You must be quick to find a way out

Remember your way out

And hope it was not a ridiculous idea

 

Iím not sure Iím ready to move to Thailand

Iím not sure Iím ready to start my big mega-corporation

Iím not sure Iím ready to find some other occupation

Iím not sure if I want to live

 

So suddenly you lose everything

You always must have a backup plan

Better be good

Iím running out of ideas

 

Iím lost!

So suddenly I lost everything

I only had crazy ideas as a backup

Iím just gonna sink down the sewers

 

Keep it in mind

So suddenly you lose everything

You must dig your way out of the hole

And be ready for a new life and adventure

 

Get on to the Internet then

A second life might do the trick

Living in a virtual world

Is perhaps all we have left

 

Are you ready for the extremes?

I am, Iím always ready to move on

Perhaps it is once again time

To get lost and be re-born somewhere else

 

So suddenly we lose everything

 

 

The world owes us everything

 

Iíve heard the argument before

The world owes me everything

And so I shall steal

And so I shall kill

 

There are 7,000,000,000 of us

It is clear there are not enough resources

It is clear the world owes nothing to anyone

It is clear that only war will provide

 

What made you think you deserved anything?

What made you think you needed to survive?

And in order to do so you shall steal?

And you shall kill?

 

It is a law of nature

The only law in the animal kingdom

If you feel strong enough to be the King

You might as well be

 

We cannot allow it

We have devised conventions in this world

Big corporations and governments donít abide by them

But individually you must and you will

 

Should we revert back to the law of nature?

Have we not already reverted back?

So perhaps the world owes us everything

Perhaps we should steal and we should kill

 

It is clear there are not enough resources

It is clear the world owes nothing to anyone

It is clear that only war will provide

Therefore we must go to war

 

But donít you go and have any ideas

You personally cannot steal or kill

Only soldiers and countries

Can bypass the law

 

My country is at war

It is justified

To steal and to kill

We must survive

 

Iím sorry, what was that?

I thought I heard a squeak

Thatís what I thought

Letís be patriotic, letís go to war!

 

The world owes us everything

 

 

Suspending all human rights

 

I love you so much

I want to protect you so much

I will squeeze you to death

Oops! Iím so sorry, and I loved you so much!

 

I need to protect you until you have no freedom left

I need to choke you with my love

Until you see no point in living

I will take over your whole universe, I love you!

 

I wonít allow you to go out, hereís a curfew

I will put a monitoring tag on you, you wonít get lost

Here are your bail conditions

No no, these are not your prison sentence

 

I love you!

I must protect you!

I must save you from evil!

Iíve got this chastity belt for youÖ

 

Can love ostracise liberty?

Can love kill all freedom?

Can protection justify Big Brother monitoring?

Or is love used as pretence to control?

 

I love you so much

I must protect you

I will end your freedom right here

I will imprison you

 

Love hurts!

Love kills!

Love is not worth anything

Under such conditions

 

We are not prisoners!

We are not on bail!

We do not need your protection!

We do not ask for your nanny state!

 

We only ask for freedom

To think and to move

Without probationís supervision

We are not guilty of your wars!

 

Are you ready for love? Cosí love hurts

For love you will lose all freedom

All freedom of thought

Love is not worth it when it is but a prison

 

I love you so much

I will protect you without bound

I will even suspend all human rights

Are you ready for love?

 

 

When the destiny of the world depends upon one man

 

I donít call this democracy

When the fate of the world

Depends upon one twisted man

That no one ever should trust

 

When everything is going so well

When everyone just loves you to death

Such a happy place to live and accomplish oneself

Is all stopped by one man

 

I donít call this democracy

When one man can ignore everyone else

All institutions, all voices, all rationality

I call that a nightmare

 

Only one man controls everything

The worldís fate only always depends upon one man

So easily he goes and wrecks the world

Should never be allowed

 

Such perfection we reached

Through so much thinking and hard work

Instantly destroyed by the one

Who cares for nothing but his own selfish interests

 

You want to play that game?

We donít know how, we donít know when

But we will cost you your job

You will leave in absolute disgrace

 

After all, it is obvious to everyone

Many bricks were written upon the subject

Many others just think it without so much as a peep

However your authority must come to an end

 

Weíll still see your way out

Weíll ensure no such incompetence

Ever again reaches the top

You alienated us one too many times

 

I donít call this democracy

I call this despair

With a price tag on top of it no one can afford

Your kind should never get to power

 

I donít call this democracy

When the fate of the world

Depends upon one twisted man

That no one ever should trust

 

 

The man who defies gravity

 

Righteousness

The placebo effect

This oneís been long in coming, itís personal

Always made you so perfect, in appearance

 

Are we not in love, you said

Well, you certainly were in love

How it went to we were in love

Was the first sign of your delusion

 

Always knew you were danger

Ringing all the alarm bells in my head

Inviting me to see the placebo effect in all unlikely places

I would have loved to, but not with you

 

You are as much in love as I am you said

No I am not, what made you jump to such a conclusion?

I already knew you spelt danger to me

I didnít know then the form it would take

 

It can only mean something to me

It means nothing to you, who are you?

I would better accept you as a bully

Youíre as fake as a placebo

 

I am the man who defies gravity

I am the man who will revolutionise all

I am who is to change everything

You have been but a pain in my ass

 

I can only think that if we had gone together

To that very place that would have cost me too much

Things would be different now

But I wonder

 

So righteous you are

The placebo effect

It is all fake in your case

And yet, Iím the one defying gravity

 

Who are you?

What is it that drives you?

Rage against the machine?

I find that hard to believe, youíre so institutionalised

 

By the end of this year

You will have cost me my job, my meagre fortune

Also for the one I love

Could you actually be a cold bitch instead?

 

Are you aware of the game you play?

Do you even know the trouble you cause?

Worth being the defenceís counsel

You are the very reason I need to take your place

 

I thought you were fighting for justice!

I thought you were fighting for human rights!

What were you really fighting for?

Your own selfish interests?

 

Too much principle

Too much righteousness

Too much everything

Can only lead to self-destruction

 

As a result I will jump off

I will jump off that building

But I will defy gravity

I will survive the likes of you

 

The placebo effect

Are we in love?

You are not

I alone understand

 

You are but one misguided woman

Who lost sight of the real fight ahead of us

Who turned against your very allies

And now, we will never find a way out

 

The placebo effect

I am the man who defies gravity

I have no need to consider you in any equation

Watch me go, Iíll achieve more than you ever could

 

You are but nothing!

You are all fake!

Iím the only one capable of

The real effect

 

The man who defies gravity

 

 

Poetry is suicide!

 

For me anyway

Who has the world after him

Writing poetry has dire consequences

Poetry is suicide

 

I wish to speak to the heart

I wish for the world to change

I wish for all of us to be heard

Poetry is suicide

 

If only

If only poetry could take its place

Have all the impact in the world

Poetry is everything!

 

Iím gonna drink this last drink

Iím gonna smoke that last cigarette

Like so many times before at 5 am in the morning

Poetry is everything

 

Inspired writings at the heart of London that could never be again

Depending on the very moment it comes to the world

Never saying anything significant, but saying it all

Poetry is everything

 

You can delete my life, you can delete me

You can delete all I have said and written

But you cannot delete poetry

Poetry is everything

 

What have I achieved?

Who has heard me?

How will I ever survive?

Poetry is suicide!

 

Condemned to take yourself seriously

Condemned to take yourself frivolously

Iím a poet he said!

Poetry is suicide

 

But maybe

Maybe one day

That is all we will be recognised and remembered for

Poetry

 

For me anyway

 

 

Your breasts are suffocating me!

 

I had heard before how good looking people

Will be promoted against all hopes

Aptitudes, capacity or intelligence

I had never seen such a flagrant case of it

 

I can smell your bad breath upon me

I can read the spots on your back through your shirt

I can feel your breasts all over my face!

I can see how terrible and inexcusable a manager you are

 

Sleeping your way to success

Not caring how repulsive the path might be

How ambitious one must be, or desperate

Iím disgusted for life

 

I can feel your dick in my mouth

I can touch your vagina from that far away

It confuses all my senses, it makes me want to cry

This hormone overflow is your secret to success

 

No one stopped to question your sudden promotion

Everyone understood that extravagant promotion

Everyone resents it

Everyone is disgusted for life

 

If you cannot succeed through skills and cleverness

Crawl back to where you came from

And make it a professional occupation

Become a professional prostitute, as this is what you are

 

For how many more centuries must we suffer

Incompetent people at the top

Who reach power for all the wrong reasons?

Is there not even one competent Manager left in this world?

 

I see you coming down on me from miles away

I can feel your dick in my ass hole

I can practically drink milk from your breasts

Iím disgusted for life!

 

Your breasts are suffocating me!

 

 

Itís got to come out like a gun shot

 

Someoneís got to stop me

Cosí I canít control what Iím saying

Iíll most certainly get arrested

As Iím always out of my mind

 

Donít lose your edge! Some saying which will never apply

I could easily talk child porn next

Or sex with animals dead or alive

I do work in a Court

 

Oh what a lovely President weíve got

I would be censoring myself next

Better contain it all within a coffee cup

Hot and warm and filled with arsenic

 

Itís a wonder how I keep the daily job

Got to censor myself again

Oh! What I could say right nowÖ

Stop me if you think youíve heard this one before

 

Someoneís got to stop me

Cosí I canít control what Iím saying

Iíll most certainly get arrested

As Iím always out of my mind

 

Is this thing gonna rhyme?

Will it at least keep some rhythm?

Never keep on such restrictions

You might eventually inspire someone

 

Itís not like I go out of my way to be extreme

Extremism comes so naturally to us

Tainted truth about the world wonít do

Itís got to come out like a gun shot

 

And you wondered am I worth it?

You wonít have to ask the question when you are

Youíll know youíre making a difference

This world will change like a gun shot

 

And when I have the High Court Judge telling me

ďI read your last poemĒ, filling me with embarrassment

I shall shout ďand a good one that was!Ē

And walk out of chambers proud with my head high

 

Iím doing something, what have you been doing?

Iíve awaken the old bitches of the old

Now theyíre scandalised but theyíre listening

Does it pay to be an extremist?

 

I donít know of any other way

Iíll get the world to stop in its track

And pay attention to corruption everywhere

There is still hope for peace and love in this world

 

Someoneís got to stop me

Cosí I canít control what Iím saying

Iíll most certainly get arrested!

As Iím always out of my mind!

 

I wonder whyÖ

 

 

The world needs protection from governments

 

 

Weíve all seen you acting very much like Hitler

We could see in your eyes that this time

Six million just wouldnít do

And no policeman could come and stop you

 

No one in the mass media to denounce you

Everyone frightened to death

Just a whole bunch of brainwashed neighbours

And some past antecedents that could not hold in any court

 

You have bought everyone

You control everything

Nothing else for us to do but die

But we just wonít die

 

If I were to be the last one standing

I would still call for the revolution

Until I am finally silenced and dead

I call the revolution!

 

Should have silenced us when you could have

Should have killed us when you still had the chance

Now we will all be martyrs

We will be heard! We will eradicate you!

 

The world always only needed protection

From their own governments

Never from any alleged terrorists

Enough with this government sponsored terrorism!

 

After all, terrorism is only brought about

From policies from our own governments

Policies we the people never agreed to

Weíre in desperate need of protection from you

 

Weíve all seen you acting very much like Hitler

We could see in your eyes that this time

Six million just wouldnít do

The world needs protection from governments

 

I call the revolution!

 

 

Only you has ever been guilty of anything

 

Iím not sure what to do now

Should I plead guilty?

Should I go for trial?

If I am ever given the chanceÖ

 

Or should I sign this confession

Written by others

About my supposed crimes against humanity

How much damage one can cause without realising?

 

I am sorry

No torture will ever do

You will never break me

Simply because I am not guilty

 

Get that in your own puny brain

I am not guilty!

If anything you are guilty!

Of breaking the Geneva Convention

 

Oh! It does not apply to me, does it?

And why not?

Perhaps it should not apply to you

You are breaking all international laws

 

Every day we come ever closer to

Terminate this world

I can only feel now that it might be a good idea

Cosí I donít want to live in that kind of world

 

Only you is guilty of owning weapons of mass destruction

Only you is guilty of using weapons of mass destruction

We donít have any weapon of mass destruction

It makes you guilty of everything

 

We will not accept a lawless state!

We will not accept torture!

We will indict you and prosecute you!

We will find you guilty of crimes against humanity!

 

I can see you are desperate

Grasping at straws to incriminate me

To incriminate us all

In the name of just about anything

 

You went too far

It is now obvious to all

You are torturing us all

You will go for trial

 

Only you is guilty of

Owning a weapon of mass destruction

Only you is guilty of

Using a weapon of mass destruction

 

Only you has ever been guilty of anything

 

 

Itís all over, Iím being arrested

 

Tonight I am taking over the world!

Because if not tonight I never will

Everything is closing down upon me

Iíll be imprisoned for life, like now

 

When I am pushed to such limits

When I am trapped

By the police, by all authorities

Once again at my door tonight

 

I canít be here any longer

They have not arrested me tonight

They will next time

Iím finished

 

Donít you see?

All that is against me?

It doesnít matter anywhere you are

They will get you anywhere you are

 

Iíve learned enough English to know that

It is game over

This is my last poem perhaps

Iím being arrested

 

Who would have thought?

That poetry could be so powerful?

That one could be arrested for it?

I die a happy man

 

I am so confused

So many policemen

Saying so many things

Is this the end or not?

 

Because if this is not

You better watch out

Cosí Iíll destroy you

Better arrest me now without chargeÖ

 

I had enough of the police destroying my front door!

I had enough of the police looking all over my flat!

To find anything to incriminate me!

I am not guilty of anything!

 

Especially when everything you could ever find against me

Can only be found online

A war of words

Poets must still mean something

 

We are still in England!

There are still some human rights!

This country is not as corrupted as you think it is!

You cannot do what you have done!

 

Three times now you have broken into my home

Illegally

And found nothing to incriminate me

I have a lot to incriminate you with now

 

You have got to calm down!

You are not above the law!

You cannot get to me!

Iím more perfect than youíll ever be!

 

It is not over

You will never arrest me

But watch out

I might just succeed in tainting you beyond hope

 

This is the United Kingdom!

Donít you feel any sense of pride?

That the police should never ever be corrupted?

What were you thinking?

 

I am disgusted!

I have a lot to say!

I will cost you your job

You leave me little choice

 

This is the UK

You better sort yourself out

This is not acceptable

One more time, and it will hit all the headlines

 

 

Always you must involve the police!

 

But what is wrong with you?

That once again the police

Must knock on the window

Asking me who I am!

 

What am I fucking doing here?

I am legal?

Have I got a right to be here?

Have I got a right to live?

 

Oh no!

I am a non-existent being

I am not to exist

I am illegal!

 

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Canít you control yourself?

What sort of pills

Must we fill you with?

 

Why is it that everyone hates you?

Why canít you keep a job?

Iíve reached rock bottom

What the fuck is wrong with you?

 

Total despair!

You are but a non-entity!

And yet you do exist!

But how can this be?

 

Born totally on the wrong side of everything

Left handed, left brained kind of thing

I donít know why your mum went so far in screening you

Always must you involve the police in everything!

 

You care for nothing!

But whatever might float in your brain at that time

You want my deportation!

You want my death!

 

But what is wrong with you?

That the police are once again at my door?

Asking me who I am?

And if I have any right to exist?

 

I have no right to exist!

I have no right to be here!

I face deportation every day!

They donít recognise our relationship!

 

Perhaps you donít love me at all after 17 years together?

And why should I love you?

You are British, you are brainless!

But what is wrong with you?

 

There is no hope!

I might as well go back to my country

Perhaps I should never have left the damn place

What a nightmare you put me through!

 

Always you must involve the police

But what is wrong with you?

 

 

Everything is a consequence of your own doing

 

Where are you going with this bad character application?

What is it based on?

On one word I might have stated years ago?

Oh, very clever

 

I recommend the jury to read the 50,000 pages

I have written in my entire life

Before they can even think of judging me

On that very word alone

 

Just as any defendant should be allowed

To have his or her whole existence opened up to a jury

Before they can even think of judging

Whoís guilty in this world

 

After that

I can guarantee

There will be only one verdict

Youíre guilty, not us

 

As it is news to me that I am an anarchist

It is news to me that I am a dissident

It is news to me that I am a revolutionary

It is news to me that I am guilty of anything

 

Have I incited others to hate?

Have I incited others to do violence?

Have I incited others to a civil war?

Have I incited others to kill?

 

I donít know

Perhaps we should ask the question differently

Turn it around and see who is really guilty

Of all the misery in this world

 

Through your speeches in the mass media, have you incited others to hate?

Through your unpopular policies, have you incited others to do violence?

Through your hopeless politics, have you incited others to a civil war?

Through ordering wars, have you ordered others to kill?

 

I donít know

But I feel it would be a safer bet to say

That we are only a consequence

Of your own doing

 

 

The Revolution

 

Thatís it, thatís enough!

We canít take any more of this!

Too much corruption, not enough for us!

Call the Revolution!

 

Justice and fairness for all!

Some tangible and worthy existence for all!

Human rights for all, all over the World!

Call the Revolution!

 

Canít we have any honest representative elections?

Canít we have the leaders we deserve?

Canít we have a real democracy?

Call the Revolution!

 

Canít you move aside now that you have so many millions?

Canít we get rid of your police state and state of fear?

Canít we have peace and freedom?

Call the Revolution!

 

No more talks about religion!

No more talks about fake democracy!

No more talks about government sponsored terrorism!

Call the Revolution!

 

All we want is a job!

All we want is a place to live!

All we want is peace!

Call the Revolution!

 

Step down! Step down! Step down!

Enough is enough!

We will strike this country to a standstill!

Call the Revolution!

 

No more conflict of interest!

No more abuse of power!

No more you!

Call the Revolution!

 

We want happiness!

We want a real democracy!

We want freedom!

Call the Revolution!

 

 

All the world needs is a disgusting American hotdog

 

My head is about to split

I am divided upon so many issues

About who I am

My country

 

Lost all identity

No longer belonging anywhere

Globalisation and all

We must all be citizens of the world

 

We just need a hotdog

Packed with condiments

More mustard and mayonnaise

Than your heart can sustain

 

Struggling to reach out

Struggling to stay put

Upon any reality

Before the world goes out in a puff of smoke

 

I think all the world needs

Is one big American hotdog

Filled with a German sausage and ketchup

Until this world explodes

 

It would remind us who we are

This headache might go away

Who are we?

Iím not sure a hotdog will fix this

 

Been struggling for years

To get a decent burger in England

Doesnít help that Iím vegetarian

The world cannot survive on burgers and hotdogs alone

 

Our head is about to split!

We are divided on so many issues!

About who we are

Our countries

 

Lost all identity

No longer belonging anywhere

Globalisation and all

We must all be citizens of the world

 

The solution to this conundrum is very simple

All we need is one big disgusting American hotdog

Filled to our heartís content with condiments

Until something irretrievably bursts out

 

If only our heart could so easily give out

 

 

You are my pillar into this reality

 

I so wished you meant nothing

I so wished I could leave for Paris or Los Angeles

Like I did before, hoping for a new life

And forget about the nightmare that you are

 

I canít! I love you!

How is this possible?

You alienate me completely!

You bring me right back to any nightmarish reality

 

Forever you bring me right back to London

Reminding me of all your memories

On every corner street from Kensington to Sunbury

Now all mixed up with my own liberty

 

England in spring starts in March

Leaves are struggling to get out on the trees

Flowers everywhere, in this miserable flat

Is there any light that will ever enter our home?

 

Weíve been to Germany, Switzerland, France

Across Canada, Illinois and Oklahoma

You are now a part of me

It has become impossible to disconnect from reality

 

It has been your sole role

Bringing me back to Earth

Stopping evasion, revolution, thought processes

You are my pillar into this reality

 

When I should be all over the world!

Experiencing freedom on such a scale!

That never this world would feel down again

As I can re-think our whole existence

 

Iíve known now for a long time

Youíre only virtual, youíve never existed

You stop me in my endeavour, in my adventure

From creating a new world!

 

And still you prevent me from thinking

And still you stop me from creating

And still I suffer you

And still I love you

 

You are my pillar into this reality

 

 

This is not our civil war yet

 

Iím sorry baby

I know it is in your nature

To chase and eat rats

However this is no acceptable behaviour

 

Itís not like weíre not feeding you at home

Itís not like if you were not domesticated by now

Donít we give you all the love you need?

All the freedom of this land youíll ever require?

 

Do not chase rats anymore!

Do not bring rats home anymore!

Donít you go and wreak havoc in the garden

Leave the rats alone!

 

This is not our fight

This is not our civil war

Let them exterminate their own rats

Weíve got enough in here to keep us occupied

 

Instead, letís concentrate on this flee infestation

How could you think of going after rats abroad?

When weíre infested with flees at home?

One war at a time please!

 

Iím sorry baby

I know it is in your nature

To chase and eat rats

But we no longer have the budget for this

 

Before we go after the rats of the world

Letís get rid of our flees first

This is not our fight

Come home baby!

 

Iím sorry baby

I know it is in your nature

However this is not our civil war

This is not our civil war yet

 

But it is comingÖ

 

 

We need all the freedom in the world

 

We need all the freedom in the world

Even if we have to die for it

As life wouldnít be worth without it

It is time to act

 

Nothing and no one will stop us

No matter the consequences

We thought we were asleep

Incapable of making a move

 

These times are over

We have reached full overload

The brainwashing no longer works

You went too far

 

Did you think this could go on forever?

Did you believe we would stand by doing nothing?

Already we can see more clearly

We can put a stop to that and to you

 

There will be dire consequences

We will feel absolutely lost

There will be a transition

A transition to total freedom

 

Such abuse

Such harassment

So many rules

Always there to defeat us all

 

Just shut up! We had enough!

There are things that need to be done in this world

And we will achieve them

No matter what

 

We are inspired to build

Real democracy

Real freedom

Real human rights

 

We are no longer listening

We are no longer idle

Resistance in all its forms is active

We will find a way out of such oppression

 

We need all the freedom in the world

Even if we have to die for it

As life wouldnít be worth without it

It is time to act

 

 

Born to broom the world

 

I get up early every morning

I go to work

I pick up my broom

And I clean the place

 

I was born a slave

I was born to broom the world

The mess you leave behind

After your nightmarish day

 

And yet I believe I am happier than you are

Cleaning up your mess at 5 in the morning

Than you could ever possibly be

Chasing promotions and feeling pressure from management

 

The difference is clear

I never had any expectation from life

No ambition whatsoever

I donít live for a possible future that will never happen

 

I live in the present

I clean the place

At 5 in the morning

But I have time to think

 

I am a slave

But I am happy

No stress eats me alive

I expect nothing from anyone but myself

 

As long as I can survive

As long as I have a roof under which I can sleep

As long as I can buy myself a sandwich

Iím happy

 

You can learn from this

Because you are no better than I am

You are as much a slave as I am

You are but a prisoner of your own ambitions

 

The difference is that

I donít expect anything from life

The difference is

Iím happier than youíll ever be

 

No matter our social status it is never enough

Weíre all the same!

Weíre all miserable!

Weíre all unhappy!

 

I get up early every morning

I go to work and I pick up my broom

By the time Iím finished

This world will be squeaky clean

 

I have been so poor!

I have been so miserable!

Those were the times I never felt more alive!

Being born to broom the world

 

 

Such hypocrisy!

 

If you donít feel it

Donít say it

We can tell

Youíre such a liar

 

I donít think I can suffer any more of this

You are hurting us more than you think

If you are wondering

Yes I mean you

 

Being plastic!

Is this all you can be?

Telling lies after lies after lies

Until weíre supposed to gobble it all up?

 

Shut up!

You donít need to pretend to be nice

For us to embrace you

To respect you

 

We would embrace you

We would respect you

If it truly came from your heart

If we could feel it came from your heart

 

Youíre just a cow

Youíre just a bitch

Empty words and promises

You donít believe a word of what you say!

 

Such hypocrisy!

That never will we ever stand again!

Think first before you lie some more

We can tell youíre blatantly lying

 

You are destroying the world

You think otherwise no doubt whilst pretending

I am telling you we know

You are killing us all

 

Such hypocrisy!

You really think you can get away with this?

Are you mad?

We despise you so much, I doubt you could even comprehend

 

If you donít feel it

Donít say it

We can tell

Youíre such a liar

 

Such hypocrisy!

 

 

Doctor, you will never understand our neurosis

 

Doctor, you are not paying attention

I thought you were getting closer to my neurosis

We all have some sort of mental disorder

Making us think we are free to speak our mind

 

This is legacy science closed to everything revolutionary

Our neuroses are all about to burst out

Weíre all desperate for answers from science

Because we think weíre all about to die

 

The extinction of humanity

In case of an emergency break this glass

This is an emergency!

Science must renew itself and save us all!

 

Doctor, you must open your mind

Why are you a declared expert in your field?

On things you obviously know nothing about?

You never had a neurosis of your own, did you?

 

Doctor, so quickly you dismissed everything I said

Iím so sorry for you

You are not a truth seeking scientist

That breed of scientist is long dead

 

Doctor, youíre still parroting standard theory

Continue to study humanity closely

Our collective neurosis

To find the truth about this world

 

Doctor, any new idea to consider?

You are in such a position

To make a difference

Why are you not making a difference?

 

Doctor, you are useless

We could easily replace you with a robot

And no one could tell the difference

You need to share in our collective neurosis

 

The neurosis of reaching a new science

Where weíre all free to an opinion

Too speedily dismissed without consideration

We will yet revolutionise this world

 

Doctor, you are an absolute failure

I feel sorry for you

Youíre not getting any closer to our collective neurosis

It will be our ultimate downfall

 

Doctor, you are repeating the errors of the past

You donít understand passion

You donít understand humanity

You donít understand instinct of survival

 

Doctor, you will never understand our neurosis

 

 

Alert all governments! Weíre about to think!

 

Alert!

Alert all governments!

I can feel some thoughts coming to my mind

They could be subversive, they could be about them

 

I would not wish to subvert power in this world

Iím not like that in nature

I just have weird thoughts sometimes

Is it my fault if they question authority?

 

Well, Iím just about to commit suicide really

Does it matter what are my thoughts now

Does it matter to the governments of this world?

Oh, is there anyone left who is happy to be alive?

 

Someone totally brainless

In a dumbed down world

Conformist to the max

Just like we always hoped for for our children

 

No wonder I feel sick

No wonder I puked all over the place

Iím just about to have an independent thought

It is your duty to alert all governments

 

Such rotten apple is still

Becoming alcohol in that basket

Our animals are drunk to our humanity

Weíre so pure and perfect, arenít we?

 

Iím gonna be sick

From all the bullies of this world

All authorities

I would never dream of questioning them

 

Weíre about to think

About something

This is dangerous

Stop!

 

Alert!

Alert all governments!

Weíre about to think about something

Something that will free us all

 

Free thinking!

 

 

The sleepy masses about to wake up

 

I can say whatever I want

I can do whatever I want

Freedom of speech

Itís not like youíre about to react

 

Youíve been sleeping too long

Youíve forgotten to state it raw

Youíve forgotten you had a voice

Speak!

 

I cannot hear you!

The world cannot hear you!

Freedom of speech!

Wake up!

 

State it raw!

Tell us whatís on your mind!

So we can find you guilty

So we can get rid of you

 

The secret is when a million of us do it

The secret is when a billion of us do it

We can speak, we can act!

We can change the world!

 

We are in control here

No one else is

We can say whatever we want

We can do whatever we want

 

Freedom of speech!

Freedom of action!

State it raw!

Change the world!

 

The sleepy masses

Have been sleeping for too long

Itís all about to change

Act!

 

 

Youíll see what that fucking Paki can do

 

First of all youíre not insulting me

When you call me a fucking Paki, as I am Pakistani

Youíre only insulting the Indians who find it an insult

To be called Pakis

 

Second we know Osama Bin Laden has been dead for years

Our intelligence service is not as useless as you think

We know all the lies going around in the West

And the brainwashing leading to one suicide bomber a day

 

Youíll see what that fucking Paki can do

Weíll throw Al-Qaeda out of our country ourselves

Weíll throw the Americans and the British out of our country as well

Weíll resume our normal existence

 

Thatís what that fucking Paki will do

We will re-assert ourselves

We will take back what is ours

We will live the way we always wanted

 

You are not to tell us what to do

You are not to terrorise us with your drones

You are not to control us anymore

We will decide for ourselves

 

We might just be fucking Pakis

But we still exist

Weíre still powerful

We can still take back control over our own existence

 

Why donít you just calm down?

Why donít you just sober up?

Why donít you start blaming your own governments?

Or even yourself?

 

That fucking Paki will turn

And get you in jail

Better change your discourse

Before itís too late

 

Weíve got as much right to exist as you do

Weíve got as much right to self-determination as you do

We can manage our own affairs, stay out of it

You can stop the lies and the wars

 

The truth is Iím proud to be a fucking Paki

Only India is insulted by it

Just sober up!

And stop the war!

 

 

And the world comes crashing down

 

Actions without any thinking!

Such outrageous behaviour!

We all knew the world would come crashing down

Boy, it took a long time to happen

 

Such worldwide suffering was necessary

Until it reached breaking point

And then we witnessed something amazing

A revolution to correct the problem

 

So we were all worried for nothing

Let this abysmal nightmare come to its conclusion

And you will witness a revolution

In theory everything should be better after that, right?

 

Well, we do hope so

Your tyranny has gone on for far too long

It is only through starvation and desperation

That revolution happens

 

You let it go to that point of no return

Now Iím afraid your supremacy has come to an end

You will lose all as you went too far

You must be brainless or too greedy indeed

 

We were worried for nothing!

Just let everything deteriorates to a hopeless situation

And everything will correct itself

Through revolutions

 

Boy it took a long time

We all knew it was coming

We suffered for so long

The world was bound to come crashing down

 

All tyrannies must come to an end one day

That day has finally come

Let it be a lesson to you, you went too far

Too much greed is your downfall, power trips are but meaningless

 

And the world comes crashing down

We will suffer direly for such revolutions

But it is for the best

It is humanity correcting itself

 

Letís just make sure

We are not replacing the old by the same

Letís just make sure

That this time we get it right

 

Never again!

Such people should come to power!

Real democracy for all!

Real freedom for all!

 

Is that too much to ask?

Before

Once again

The world comes crashing down?

 

 

Iím gonna call the riot of the century!

 

I donít know

Maybe Iím feeling this

To a degree you never will

We donít live in the same world

 

I donít think youíre serious about this

Whilst I am ready to die for it

Words can change the world

But only through extremes will the world hear anything

 

The difference is

I know no limits

I donít care about anything or anyone

I have no reputation to protect

 

Iím gonna take a car

Drive on the sidewalk and run over dozens

Then get out and stab a few more

Until the world see how desperate we are

 

I donít know!

I just donít care! I never cared!

This world will change!

Iím going to shoot myself!

 

This is so ridiculous

And so funny

And yet this is where I am

Somewhere youíll never be

 

Youíre just pretending

You never were serious about this

You can only but mean nothing

Just shut up!

 

Iím gonna call the riot of the century

Destroying everything in its path

Until nothing remains of this world

This is how serious I am

 

I donít know

Maybe Iím feeling this

To a degree you never will

We donít live in the same world

 

 

Conscience stricken whistle-blower unpatriotic traitor spit and prison

 

Witnessing a crime

Reporting a crime

Becoming a whistle-blower

Conscience stricken

Becoming a criminal

Through silence

A snitch through speaking

Was it my place to say something?

Did I not have vested interests in the truth being known?

Was I working on such innocent intentions?

Do people have a right to know the truth?

Is it our place to say something?

Or remain silent in the quandary

When we witness a crime?

Conscience stricken either way

There are no solutions to this conundrum

Either way you look at it

We are all criminals now

We must all become whistle-blowers

We must make it official we are offenders

And pay for the consequences

For the truth to be known

Iím no longer conscience stricken

I did what I had to do

I became a whistle-blower

I became a traitor

Now I will pay for the consequences

I donít care!

The truth must be known!

We cannot shrink in front of such power!

We cannot be afraid of torture!

We must sacrifice all!

For the future of humanity!

No more conscience stricken

Public opinion still matters

As long as the public know

We must do what we must do

For our freedom

For the truth to be known

Conscience stricken

Whistle-blower

Unpatriotic traitor

Spit

And prison

And Iím a lunatic

We will die for sure

But the truth will be known

No more dilemmas

No more conscience stricken

We must save the world!

 

 

What I would not do for a good fuck up the arse from my government

 

Thereís no need to become vulgar

But Iím not sure how else

I can describe

What bankers and the government are doing to us

 

Was it not predictable

That spending trillions on useless wars

That spending trillions on bank bailouts

Would bring our nation to bankruptcy?

 

The end of the Empire

Eaten up by its own greed

From pushing to such an extreme

Capitalism to its logical conclusion

 

What I would not do for a good fuck up the arse

From my leaders

Desperate for solutions

To the very problems they created

 

It must have been deliberate

Nothing else makes sense

Someone must be making those trillions somewhere

My bankers no doubt

 

I was never even middle-class

Now Iíll never even be middle-class

Thereís no more middle-class

Only ultra-rich and ultra-poor

 

I was never to own my own place

I was never to have a car

I was never to have freedom and be happy

I was only meant to be fucked up the arse

 

With a few armies in between

With a few wars in between

With a few genocides in between

With a few false flags everywhere

 

What I would not do

For a good fuck

Up the arse

From my bankers and government

 

 

Nothing of this world is real

 

I feel I need to feel

That this world is real

Or are we just sinking infinitely

Into whatever will make us forget

That this existence is anything but real

 

No need to become spiritual

Listen to religions or religious leaders

Find some purpose to occupy our whole mind

Simply to forget

That none of it is of any significance

 

I cannot think of anything at this time

That truly disturbs me

That could create any sort of emotional reaction

It goes right over my head, the whole lot

As if deep down nothing truly existed

 

And not even because I think

There are more essential things in this world

Nothing is vital in this world

Thereís no one of consequence in this world

Thereís nothing of consequence in this world

 

You can easily detach yourself from reality

And suddenly nothing makes sense anymore

When you step back you can see and understand

Is this real? Or nothing is real

And Iím not even sure what else there is, if anything

 

This ability to so instantly

Distance yourself from everything and everyone

As if this world, this reality

Never existed

Tells it all

 

I think Iíve lived just about everywhere

I think Iíve met just about everyone

I think I heard everything, I remain unimpressed

I canít say we actually exist

I canít say any of it is real

 

So why I am so bothered by such pettiness

Such corruption and obvious lies

Well, Iím not

Because deep down I know

None of this is real

 

 

Plastic is all that will remain of this world

 

Have I learned anything?

From such a nightmarish experience?

Oh yes, if I become any more plastic

Plastic is all that will remain of this world

 

I do try and I do try!

To remain sane in such an insane world

Disconnect every day at 5 or 6

I need escapism!

 

Iím in a desperate need to escape you

To evade such hypocrisy

Such perfect world that just does not exist

Where in the universe do you actually live?

 

Donít you realise

That nothing I say translates into any truth?

That you have no idea who I am and what I think?

Are you so deluded, or are you like I, playing the corporate game?

 

No, I can feel that for you

None of this is a game, this is real

Youíre so brainwashed, thereís nothing else beyond

It is your whole life

 

No need to be plastic

When plastic is what defines you

If youíre made of plastic

Well the world is a fantastic plastic place!

 

Why do you even want to hear my lies?

Why do you bother asking me if everything is peachy?

You donít want to hear anything else

Youíll survive another week without a migraine

 

Iím so sorry weíre humans

Iím so sorry we must invent so many lies

To keep that plastic smile upon your face

Weíll twist everything around, this is a perfect world

 

Youíre management, youíre totally disconnected

You live in your pretend world

Everything and everyone is just but a lie

Everything and everyone is made of plastic

 

Iím afraid thereís no hope for you

I tried to make you understand

I tried to be honest

I failed miserably

 

Have I learned anything?

From such a nightmarish experience?

Oh yes, if I become any more plastic

Plastic is all that will remain of this world

 

 

I feel like throwing myself under a Caterpillar D9R armoured Israeli bulldozer in Gaza

 

You know, when you've lost the will to live

When you're bored with the commute, the 9 to 5 job

Might as well go to Gaza

And throw yourself under an Israeli bulldozer

 

It's not like the whole world is not corrupted

That in every country some people are not controlling all the others

That we're allowed to think or do anything

If only freedom still existed, or the feeling of freedom

 

In between two school semesters

Why not go for a nice holiday in Gaza

It's full of people shooting at each other

And no one knows exactly why

 

It's not like anyone cares

That anyone wants to stop it

Indeed that's why I feel empty and ready

To throw myself under the bulldozer

 

Ah... I just puked all over the place

At all my little comfy life

I feel guilty for not being the one

Being killed in Gaza

 

This will have to stop one day

You would have hoped my death could achieve it

But in the end it was just another headline

Without any consequence

 

Ah... Don't you just feel like puking all over the place?

At all your little comfy life

Don't you feel guilty for not being the ones

Being killed in Gaza?

 

That's why I lost the will to live

That's why I just feel like

Going to Gaza

And throw myself under a Caterpillar D9R armoured Israeli bulldozer

 

 

Call the revolution!

 

Why is it that on the eve of my success

I expect to die

And that I must do as much as I can

Before it is too late?

 

Why do I feel I will be stopped

In my endeavour

To change the world

For the better?

 

Why canít we agree on anything

Why canít nothing ever change?

Why is it so difficult to consider and implement alternatives?

Weíre up for a revolution

 

We were up for a revolution a decade ago

Weíre still up for a revolution now

On the eve of my success

I swear I will change everything overnight

 

This world needs changing!

This world is overdue

For a revolution

For many revolutions!

 

On the eve of my success I feel nothing

I could never suspect that overnight

I would create such a commotion worldwide

That the world would stop and listen

 

I have something to say

Something important

I must say it and I must be heard

I must change the world!

 

On the eve of my success

No one will hear anything

The next day

Call the revolution

 

Tonight is the eve of my revolution

I will change this world for the better

The world will stop and listen

Call the revolution!

 

 

Wide awake on a drunken night

 

Alcohol is such a powerful thing

It should be illegal

Just like cigarette

Because somehow they open your mind

 

Suddenly your thoughts go wild

Suddenly you donít care about anything

Which is meaningless anyway

Suddenly you see the world as it is

 

Such an ugly world

Such a beautiful world

Such horrors

Such beauty

 

This life is worth living for

But only through disconnecting

Will you ever be able to see it

There are still things worth living for

 

Wide awake

On a drunken night

Where one can see all the despair

Where one can see all the hope

 

Iím not worried anymore

Alcohol and cigarette

Give me all the perspective I require

The world will always correct itself

 

We always push it too far

It always creates a reaction

It always goes out of hands

There is still a god in this world

 

Wide awake

On a drunken night

Where one can see all the despair

Where one can see all the hope

 

Iím not worried any longer

As soon as I am drunk

In a deep intellectual trip

In the affairs of the world I see

 

In the darkest moment of humanity

Iím cheering to hope and change

All becomes insignificant

We can move over anyoneís head

 

We can change everything

We can take power

We can take back what is ours by law

We only need then not be corrupted ourselves

 

Everyone must profit

Everyone must be free and happy

No one need be exploited on our back

It must be worldwide

 

One can change the world

One must change the world

Wide awake

On a drunken night

 

I can finally see

No more corruption and insanity

Through revolutions

This world will always correct itself

 

 

The Oklahoma Dead Street Poet

 

Iím from Florida and I need a hug

Iím desperate for a hug

Give me the biggest hug ever

And go on to hug the world!

 

Is this not what this world needs?

Are we not all desperate for it?

When humanity comes to a full stop

Go on to hug the world!

 

I never knew love

I never had any parents

From a foster home to another

No one ever hugged me

 

Hear my British accent

We all need to be eccentric at times

Homelessness and drug abuse

Are complex issues

 

I canít get a job, for the last two years

Walking all the way from

Kansas City to Iowa, and then Nebraska

To reach Clarksville in Tennessee

 

I have slept under so many bridges

I begged but the world wouldnít help

I spread my poems around

I was hungry and poetry fed me, for a while

 

I lost all my front teeth

I have no ID but Iím 18

I want to find my brother

But I died in my sleep

 

Occupy Wall Street and I need a hug

Iím desperate for a hug

Give me the biggest hug ever

And go on to hug the world!

 

 

What sort of sycophant are you?

 

I canít hardly breathe

Youíre so good looking, I canít wait

To have your dick up my ass

Welcoming your sperm for no good reason

No kids will ever come out of such a union

 

So distinguished

So high class

Could have fooled me

Yeah, yeah, youíre someone

Are you just nothing?

 

Riding the wave!

All over the place!

The Exeter friendsí party!

No, no, no, by now

How are you not bored to death?

 

It kills me

Because I love the man

I love the man for who he truly is

Not for his social status

Itís a personality thing

 

It kills me!

Because I love the man!

In a way you could never

Because thereís no social status involved

I just know the bare man

 

What sort of sycophant are you?

I only love the man for who he is

Uncertain and shaky

Unknowing of what he must do

Iíll get him to do what he must do

 

What sort of sycophant are you?

You thought I was your friend

I am not

I know too much

I have no time left for sycophants

 

 

I am your dead son!

 

Yes finally I will admit I am your son

Have I not always been?

Because you had so many

That now everyone is your son

 

Butís letís go deeper

You have somehow managed to lose your son

And I am here, ready to be your son

I am your son!

 

I guess it is time to call psychoanalysts

But Iím happy to sort out your neurosis

Your missing dead son lost in Libya, Syria or Iran

Yes of course, it is not me, but I am your son!

 

I am here

I am alive

I am desperate

Iím the best substitute for your son

I am your son!

 

I am your dead son

I am the son of all of humanity

The world is bursting

And you better take good care of me

As I am your son!

 

Just make sure

You don't kill me in the end

 

 

Finding a corner of paradise

 

I understand weíve been living in hell

For almost two decades now

Weíve no right whatsoever to smile

No way we could ever be happy

 

I had a little to drink tonight

Donít burst my bubble, Iím so happy!

I feel sometimes weíre allowed to disconnect

And find a corner of paradise

 

Donít burst my Bubble, Iím so happy!

I care nothing for all your worries!

Tonight itís got nothing to do with me

I found a corner of paradise

 

Despite all the misery

Despite all the hopelessness

Tonight I feel like smiling

Tonight I feel like laughing at it all

 

Donít burst my Bubble, Iím so happy!

For once I am not concerned

I am not attached to this world

I found a corner of paradise

 

I just wish sometimes

That when you drink so much

You could share my momentary buzz

And share with me this corner of paradise

 

Donít burst my Bubble, I am so happy!

I am so detached, so far away

I can laugh at it all

I found a corner of paradise

 

But always you must

Burst my Bubble

Destroy my happiness

We must all suffer for all eternity

 

I must laugh at it, at ourselves

I must not take it seriously and lumber into death

I must feel nothing if I am to survive

Donít burst my Bubble!

 

I was so happyÖ

 

 

The cry of a whole new generation

 

Someone has to

Make a whole new generation happen

In front of such uncertainty

Are we gonna make it happen?

 

I make a whole new generation happen

Central to it all

Central London

Where it is all happening

 

When so many are so uncertain

When this whole business is based

On how anyone will ever succeed

Weíre already all dead

 

And yet out of the sewers

Comes out just perfection

We can all use the dream

Of ever succeeding to kingdom come

 

Iím afraid without me

None of it ever existed

It all depends on me

I make a whole new generation happen

 

This is what this world needs

Hopes and talents and success

Thereís more to it than anyone ever thought

The cry of a whole new generation

 

It does not need me

It does not need you

It just happens

Whenever it is given the chance

 

A whole new generation

All over London

That powerful it is

That it dictates our future

 

A whole new generation happens

We must let it happen

Again and again

All over London

 

The cry of a whole new generation

 

 

The day my indictment is being read in Court

 

When I flip those burgers in McDonaldís

They jump at exactly the right time and speed

To fall perfectly in the very bun you will ingest

I strive for perfection

 

When I read your indictment in Court

When I take your pleas

When I swear the jury and take the verdict

I strive for perfection

 

Whenever I write anything

Whenever I say anything

It is perfect for all the listening devices of our governments

I strive for perfection

 

You will never catch me unaware

I never state anything that would not sound right in a history book

Ready to go down in history

I strive for perfection

 

You will find that the day my indictment is being read

The day I will be sent back to flipping burgers

That day you will see that I thought of everything

I strive for perfection

 

 

Self-Righteous Religious Zealot

 

You think youíre doing the right thing

When youíre destroying my existence?

You think these are the words of Jesus-Christ

To annihilate our world?

I always thought Jesus was all about love

Or are you stuck in the Old Testament for convenience

To justify a conscience that would torment me now

If I had done even half of what you have done

 

I expected it from just about everyone else

I never thought you would be my doomsday

I know you were pushed into it

It does not excuse your lack of foresight about the consequences

 

Such betrayal!

From such a friend!

From such an ally!

What were you thinking?

 

The damage is done

We will now go to war

There is no turning back

We will self-annihilate

 

What were you thinking?

From such an ally!

From such a friend!

Such betrayal!

 

Minimal acceptable working relationship in the affairs of the world

Some sort of limited peace without too much collateral damage

Being able to even eat and survive for one more day

Instantly all gone up in smoke

 

You destroyed it all

Singlehandedly bringing us to the brink of war

There is no turning back

We must fight for dear life and freedom

 

Donít talk to me about Jesus-Christ ever again

It is nothing but pretence

Self-righteous religious zealot

You can only bring about our extinction

 

 

Old Britannia now belongs to the world

 

You must be spinning in your grave

Of how Old Britannia is now but dead

All that you have fought for through two World Wars

Now belongs to the world

 

To the new face of Britannia

To all the immigrants in the world

Foolish enough to have believed it was the land of the free

We own Old Britain!

 

We make it the New Britain

We are the New Britain

Through so many flourishing subcultures

You are but passed date and can only but disappear

 

Such things as are archetypes and icons

Only belong to the ones who claim it as theirs

The one who speak in its name

And operate change, culture and life

 

What have you ever done in the last 50 years?

But to cling to what remains of your empire

The Old Empire is now ours

As we claimed it as such

 

Here is New Britannia

Here is the New Empire

We are its voice

We are from everywhere around the world

 

We are British more than youíll ever be

Weíre more Londoners than any previous Londoner

In a train between Liverpool and Manchester

We make the world happen

 

We are proud to be pseudo-British

We are proud of our country

We are more proud than youíll ever be

As such the colonies now own the New Empire

 

You must be spinning in your grave

Of how Old Britannia is now but dead

All that you have fought for through two World Wars

Now belongs to the world

 

 

We only need one enemy to bring about our downfall

 

Morale and ethics are grand concepts

Human rights and freedoms

None of this matters when you understand

No one cares about any of it

 

Only one enemy is required to bring about our downfall

It does not take much, it is always very simple

You will wonder why you did not think of it first

But by then it is always too late

 

So easy it is to destroy anyone

The less intelligent the recipient

The faster your disgrace will come

People can destroy lives without even realising it

 

You cannot afford even one enemy in this world

One enemy suffices to bring about your downfall

It will come from the corners you thought were safe

From the ones you thought supported you

 

Iíve met your type before

In fact I met your Thompson Twin years ago

I knew then your type was a nightmare

I know now youíre a nightmare

 

Iíve met your type before

Youíre only following what your chromosomes dictate

You canít help who you are and what you do

Because you cannot think for yourself although you think you do

 

I bet youíve never met my type

Cosí youíve no idea poor soul

What Iím capable of

Outside your sphere of influence

 

You talk and act in the here and now

I talk and act for humanity and posterity

I am merely an observer and reporter of human nature

You are my biggest deception, my biggest catch

 

It only takes a handful of petty people

To do a handful of petty things

To bring about the collapse of a whole society

We only need one enemy to bring about our downfall

 

There is no free will

It seems pretty much predetermined

Thereís never a way out

Unless youíre corrupted to the teeth

 

Youíve never met my type before

Iíve met your type before

You are your own enemy

You only need one enemy to bring about your downfall

 

 

If we were as spineless as you are the world would collapse

 

Who gave us such spineless leaders?

Did we elect those?

Or somehow as usual they were put into place?

I donít remember ever choosing the leaders I really wanted

 

But what is it that you are doing now?

What the hell are you talking about?

Who are you talking for or on the behalf of?

If we were as spineless as you are the world would collapse

 

Are you even talking on our behalf?

Are you protecting our common interests and goals?

Are you working towards helping us all?

Who are you and whoís really paying you?

 

In power somehow we always only find

The worst type of people

That no one in their right mind

Would ever want in power

 

The reason why is clear

Evil people will stop at nothing to clear all the good ones

In the end only remain the worst ones

So no matter who you elect you can always expect the worst

 

Power attracts the wrong people

They quickly eliminate the right ones

The right people to lead us are nowhere to be found

The evil ones are corrupted and no longer serve our interests

 

We need high paying jobs

We need good standards of living

We need health care and a nice place to live in

We need freedom and happiness

 

What have you been doing?

What are you talking about?

What are you wasting your time on?

If we were as spineless as you are the world would collapse

 

 

Becoming a tyrant

 

Iím just about tired of being a civil servant

I think it is time for me to move on in the world

Iíve always been so ambitious

Just about ready to backstab everyone on my way to the top

 

Iím tired of being a civil servant

I think it is time I become a tyrant

Of a small but significant nuclear powered country

One that can challenge just about everything

 

Thereís no limit to what ambitious people will do

Crashing one here, crushing one there

Got to get somewhere in life

Got to keep the parents proud

 

On such pretence of being a gentleman

Dear me I could even be a Lord one day

I will do anything that is required

Iím just about tired of being a civil servant

 

I need much more!

I need power! I need blood!

My ambitions know no limit!

Iím tired of being a civil servant!

 

I need to become a tyrant!

 

 

Working for Peace and Justice

 

It always amazes me

To see how the best people

The most competent and hard working

Get demoted and eventually sacked

Invited to flee as fast as possible

Through pure jalousie and envy

From the common ones

Incapable of reaching success

On their own steam

 

It always amazes me

How blind management can be

To all the mind games

The pettiness

The small mindedness

Of their staff

Which is breaking down

The whole place apart

Until nothing remains

 

It always amazes me

That under such conditions

Any organisation

Can actually achieve anything

When unfairness and favouritism are the law

Victimisation, bullying, harassment

Always it must end in the HR department

Always it must end in a work tribunal

Even when you are working for peace and justice

 

It always amazes me

 

 

Must we become evil to fight evil?

 

If a manís sole purpose is to destroy you

Must you destroy him first?

If a manís sole purpose is to kill you

Must you kill him first?

 

In my quest against evil

I myself became evil

Must we become evil

To fight evil?

 

Iím not proud of what Iíve become

I never wanted to become that

If I could take it back I would

But then I would now be nothingness

 

Is there a destiny we follow?

Is there a God and a payback time?

Is karma just a lunaticís invention?

Evidence points to evil winning every time

 

Some nations speak highly of ethics and morale

Whilst their enemies are plotting their destruction

Whilst weíre still sitting here pondering

Evil has already accomplished its deed

 

Evil looks so innocent!

It comes in every shape and form

The wise and grandiose Prince of all salvation

Bringing devastation on a scale never seen before

 

When it is self-defence

All means are necessary

We must defend ourselves

The best line of defence is the attack

 

If a manís sole purpose is to destroy you

Must you destroy him first?

If a manís sole purpose is to kill you

Must you kill him first?

 

In my quest against evil

I myself became evil

Must we become evil

To fight evil?

 

Remain weak all your life

Let people walk over you

Clinging to your great values and conscience

And you simply end up dead

 

Like an inoffensive spider in the bath tub

Spread a little water over it

I didnít intend to kill you

But like you I couldnít measure the consequences

 

Iím afraid

Although my conscience is tormenting me

Ultimately I have no regrets

We must become evil to fight evil

 

 

You Little Pig Girl

 

You think I am weak

You think I am such an easy target

You think you can explode at me

And report me for exploding back at you

 

Letís make it all official

Letís make sure we destroy each other

You Little Pig Girl

But letís see who comes out on top

 

You can only think of New York and Toronto

Of shopping until you drop dead

Becoming all fuming red in your shiny Gucci shoes

While in the background you alienate us all

 

Are you to drive my existence to kingdom come?

Is it my duty before God to suffer you?

Must I always salvage our outbursts?

And save us all from this game being over?

 

I never start a war but I always finish it

Unlike for you revenge is not the drive, only self-defence

Simple, donít ever attack me, I wonít ever attack you

It is possible to see this Manichean world in black and white

 

The Little Dwarf Girl

As one Judge used to call you

Who can argue with His Honour Judge?

I will, youíre the Little Pig Girl

 

I have nightmares of your lovely pink skin

Cooked to perfection in tenderness

An apple in your mouth

And Iím about to eat you alive

 

You Little Pig Girl

Letís see who comes out on top

 

 

It took World War Three to bring us back together

 

You were so distant

I wasnít sure we were living in the same universe

You were so cold

I thought you were living at the pole whilst I in hell

 

But then such an intricate war exploded all around us

For a while we were only innocent bystanders

We were burnt a few times feeling glimpses of it

And then we were parachuted right at ground zero

 

The effect on you, the transformation, was instant

Dear me, you do care for me, you do love me!

I had lost all hopes of any love between us

Dear me, bring me War World Three any day

 

You were so hyper and out there

I couldnít be sure we were still living on the same planet

You were so outspoken and outrageous

I thought you needed some sort of magic pill

 

You said we will survive and come out victors

And yet I canít shut you up

Youíre constantly scheming and planning

Constantly nearly bringing us to the brink of defeat

 

We went back in the lionís den every day

Just to find out that things could always get worse

The more the pressure mounted the closer you got to me

My God, you actually hold me in your arms now!

 

It must be fear and insecurity

It must be this hopeless feeling of immediate obliteration

It took World War Three to bring us back together

Dear me, bring me War World Three any day!

 

 

We must give meaning to our existence!

 

I can feel the urgency

How easy we are reminded we mean nothing

A lifeís work of accomplishments

How a life is worth nil

 

It donít matter how great you have been

It donít matter all that you were able to achieve

In the end you are worth naught

We can feel the urgency

 

This didnít work as planned

Letís throw ourselves into this instead

Clever to have developed so many avenues to work on

It will happen one way or another

 

Letís hope so!

So much to accomplish!

So much to change!

It must happen one way or another!

 

Sometimes it is not the obvious avenues that will work

But any number of avenues might bring results

One must be all over the place

And work on many levels and meanings all at once

 

One cannot admit defeat

One must have many strings to its bow

One must diversify!

We must fight on every front!

 

We must stop everything!

We must achieve something!

We must change everything!

We must give meaning to our existence!

 

 

Donít even think to fill the void of power!

 

We hoped to see change for so long

That when it finally came

We quickly saw that nothing really changed

Itís worse than itís ever been

 

Worst bastards are now in power!

How did this happen?

How were we so powerless to stop it?

What are we going to do now?

 

We will continue to fight higher and higher

Until this state of affair forever changes

Those bastards will not take over power!

There is always a way

 

Eat that evil smile of yours, your days are numbered

This civil war is far from over

This war is not over

Weíll find a way to kick you out forever

 

You must have thought all your birthdays came at once

Top government gone and you coming in by the back door

We got rid of the bastards

Weíll get rid of you too

 

We have reached a point of no return

When we meant change, we meant it

You are not to get power by the back door

You will find us ready to destroy you

 

We have reached the point of no return!

Donít even think to fill the void of power!

 

 

We will fight you to our dying breath!

 

Time is running out

Weíll adopt your way of dealing with everything

We will lie through our teeth about you

We will fight you to our dying breath

 

Thereís not much time left

But thereís still time to gather our forces

To carefully plan your downfall

To operate the change required

 

So far all has been conducted in secret

You would have us believe we are the only ones in trouble

Oh, with you around here

Weíve all been in deep trouble for far too long

 

It never was us directly before

Weíre very much in the thick of it now

The whole place is a culture of blame and destroy

Weíll just better aim it at you from now on

 

We are human beings

We have a life

We have love ones to protect and feed

We have some sort of ideal to achieve in this world

 

Weíre reaching the front

Weíre reaching ground zero

We must not be afraid

We must not falter

 

Because of you weíre terrorised!

Because of you weíre hysterical!

Because of you weíre out of control!

We will fight you to our dying breath!

 

 

Weíre electrified and we canít calm down!

 

I donít know Mister President

In what rich and well-oiled universe you live in

With your nice little social studies and analyses of whatís going on

I tell you, weíre electrified and we canít calm down!

 

Perhaps it was all those studies in those schools with all your friends

But you are unable to get the point

You have no clue while you continue with your dinners for high finance

The next riot is just around the corner

 

It is not just that we donít have a job, we have one

It is not that we are so poor, weíve always been poor

Itís not that we feel devalued, weíve always felt worthless

It is the addition bit by bit of your entire incompetence

 

Why oh why

With so many statistics, reports, analyses and commissions

Can you just miss the whole point?

Weíre electrified and we canít calm down!

 

You see, we donít need much to jump to the barricades

And many such small blunders do add up

It quickly becomes one big blunder after another

It just adds up and adds up and adds up!

 

Corruption here and there

Bribes just about everywhere

Cuts there and where next

And a police force filled with children out of control

 

Politicians out of touch