Saturday, 30 January 2010

In thee club(with polly)


In spiral colours, sound is found, talking circles, round and round, beams ov light,
light up each face, teams ov colours, we embrace, follow thee beat that never ends, total eclipse in laser cold, tribes ov old in dances new, cults and a type ov ritual too, hear thee spirit ov all life, in thee club, in thee club, in thee club, meaty beaty big and bouncy, we smoke hashish by thee ouncey, how manys that? Well who was counting?
Down to thee garage for a late nite outing, poison is taken to thee extreme, in my veins E feel it scream, to thee venom in between, my breasts to thee shaking in my knees, an atmosphere where you breathe, in thee new days so obscene, covering you in creamy cream, fuck sense into our dreams, dream sense into our fucks, is it hard and thick and long, enough, ov course you’re like thee billy goats gruff, where its going thee tough get tough, in shirty dirty skirty stuff, full techno sex is banging love, and binging bonging from above, horizontal dancing makes me cum, of course my finger up your bum, yeah, yeah, yeah, no matter what E do, no matter what E do, it ends up hurting you,, in thee club, in thee club, in thee club, fuck away your tears with thee anarcho funketeeers, fuck away your fears with thee anarcho funketeers, we say fuck everybody, fuck everybody, fuck everybody, fuck everybody, fuck, all for one and one for all, we’re thee anarcho funketeers, E like stork margarine because E have only got one leg, shamanic distribution, interzone promotions, tunes that help you breathe more easily, in thee club, in thee club, in thee club. (lost time zone)

Tuesday, 26 January 2010

And thee ground it rumbles


And thee ground it rumbles, and it steals away, no warning given, it’s just its way, changing lives forever, destroyer of dreams, I try to reason but there are no means, it shakes thee world and all we created falls, and thee cost it seems is high and cruel, wondering at the unknown justice of fate, I scream for an answer but its too late, our brothers and sisters gone and forlorn, and with all our wisdom we cannot warn, we don’t control our mother its true and I think this message is here for you, cause we’ve tried to tell you, in every way, to treat her gentle on every day, to realise that it is she who decides, who on earth will live and who on earth will die, but these people she’s taking , back to her womb, we miss them dearly they went to soon but they are safer now, away from you, the destroyer of nature, enemies of truth, polluters and corrupters of all that is ours, carving thee planet into pieces of art, saying you own all when you know that you don’t, cheating thee people from their own destiny, destructor ov logic, Armageddon ov dreams, for gold and thee power, all thee hate that e see, architects ov misery, relentless with wars, corrupting like poison, you’re so well off course, and she sees you’re foolish beyond all belief, you are commanders ov nothing, just bringers ov grief, life on a tightrope, hope in thee mire, thee only way out for you, destruction by fire, for you are the cause, of all that is wrong, you imprisoned thee poets and killed off thee songs, you ruined the party and you cant keep thee peace, perpetuators ov hatred, you are sick and diseased, your words don’t mean nothing but death to thee free, you are good friend to no one, you are our enemy, this world isn’t yours it is common for all, you built the lies and yes you built thee walls, we built thee temple with a circle ov doors so all would feel welcome and none would feel lost, while you built a spire that honoured thee one, and started thee killing that to this day still goes on, and all these years later when faced with thee truth you still cant find reason, you still have no proof, but we have each other reflected in her, and we have thee fires and unspoken words, to end our misfortune for letting you be, we are here just to spite you and live anarchy, for it is thee true way to stop all she’s done, she is defending herself from all that is wrong, and we’ve searched and we’ve searched you, but no will is found, to be part ov all people, to find common ground, so time to let her now speak volumes through us, for she is thee leveller and she is our lust, and we strive for thee old ways, and she hears our call, she destroys all the towers and destroys all thee walls, and we only have hope now that she learns ov your deeds and thee next time she comes back it is you that she seeks, there is no where to run to, all you’ve built will collapse, and lets hope you are under, yes under attack, then we can return free, free at last endlessly, for this is thee way that , she wants us to be, so thee ground it will rumble, and she will steal you away and thee earth will be nourished, at last some might say.
(26/01/10)

Wednesday, 13 January 2010


People should not be afraid of their governments....
Governments should be afraid of their people-v for vendetta

All quiet on thee western front

All quiet on the western front, business as usual for the rich cunts,they’ve eaten your culture, while you were having lunch, It’s all quiet on the western front, its all quiet on the western front, How did this happen so subtle, so complete?, How did the left wing, Retreat in defeat?, There was a time there midst thee chaos, midst thee fun When they were retreating and we had them on the run, I know we’ve grown up some with families of our own, With digital lifestyles and internet phones, But they’ve drawn us all in to a difficult life, We’ve become what we hated, controlled and inside,
Remember thee old days? Outside and free We did what we wanted; we did what we pleased, The pathway was open, thee world was our plan, To set things in motion, to take back our land, To protest and party, and dance in thee streets, We were the cure but we’ve become diseased, Nobody comes out to set the world right, To pull down the system, and set them alight, They have just waited and they are still there, Is that now our future? Where nobody cares? Or can you still feel it, like a spark deep inside, Thee roar of rebellion, thee power of tribes, So let out those feelings, for they are thee truth, They are your reason, they are your proof, That you are a free mind and this is YOUR world, No bastards gonna tell me, for these are my words, Together remember, under thee skies, Away from thee corrupt, away from thee lies, fuck up thee system, and fuck their control, this life is like heroin, we’re trapped in a hole, take my hand, come on out, and remember our goals, ‘cause it aint gonna happen unless you are all there, we need you to stand with us,’ cause this is our home. Thee whole of thee country, and all of thee folk, these streets we all walk on, are part of our selves, so how did we let it, descend into hell, teach the new cultures, that we’re on their side, pick up thee stragglers and take all on thee ride, to take back our country from heartless, sick fools, and make a new country, without any rules, like it was back in history, like it was meant to be, before the computer, before thee TV, when fires were open, and water ran free, breathing in fresh air and walking thee earth, for this is our people, and this is our birth. (2008)

Enviro-mental

All ov a sudden, it’s hip to be green, you say you know ov CFC’s, but you don’t know what it means, you say you’re ozone friendly, but you don’t know where it is, and E bet you trendy bastards don’t put your litter in thee bin, ‘cause everybody’s gone enviro-mental, suddenly your planet has become your temple, but what ov thee years where you just weren’t aware, you can’t repair thee damage done when you didn’t care, there’s ozone friendly aerosols, but still you drive your car, without lead-free petrol, well hypocrisy’s gone far, they’re still chopping down thee forests, they’re still breaking thee chain, more chemicals in tap water, than E have in my brain, go green you say, it’s so hip to be green, but what ov all thee pollution, you wash down your sink? Thee seas are like a sewage works, thee fish have all gone, can you hear thee reasoning E state in this song? If you’re gonna be green, be totally green, we aint won half thee battle and we’ve run out ov steam, we’ve gotta stop this “destruction to make a quick buck” if you’re putting money first, then you don’t give a fuck, enviro, enviro-mental, enviro, enviro-mental, enviro, enviro-mental, now it’s so, so elemental.
(1989)

I have a statement for thee new generations….what are you gonna fucking do about it? You have the internet, you mostly have jobs and a reasonable lifestyle but the problems of the world?...what are you gonna fucking do about it? You go to Glastonbury, corporate whore fayre that it has become, you smoke a little weed, do the odd pill and a bit of Charlie, while teenagers get life sentences for murdering each other with knives and blowing houses up with home made bombs….what are you fucking gonna do about it? You live in this street, in this community in this country, in this world but you fucking do nothing, like it has nothing to do with you, like it is not your responsibility, but it is….this is your generation, it is not mine, it is yours….so what are you fucking gonna do about it? Voting changes nothing, not voting changes nothing, your pc changes nothing, your DVD player changes nothing, your mp3 player changes nothing, your music changes nothing and challenges nothing, your party’s change nothing, your lifestyle changes nothing….so what are you fucking gonna do about it? Do you think it’s gonna change on its own? It fucking aint, you gotta motivate it to happen, you gotta kick against the pricks, push it, force it, smash it and destroy it, they’re so happy with you, the do nothing generation, you’re just a bunch of slaves with ignorant smiles, while people get fucked over right in front of you and you laugh and think its nothing, this is your generation….it is not nothing…..so what are you fucking gonna do about it? Don’t stab each other stab the bastards who made you like this , don’t blow each other up blow up the fucking bastards who put you in this open fucking prison we all live in, don’t fight each other, unite and fight them, they’ve got the guns but we’ve got reservations? No we’ve got thee fucking numbers so turn on them, bite thee corporate hand that feeds, burn em down, fuck em up, what the fuck have they ever done for you? Since day one they have been conspiring against you, working against you, blinding and stifling you, stopping you from becoming what you should already have become, they’re fucking executioners…..so what are you fucking gonna do about it? Destroy the ivory tower of thee rich, break the hands of anyone who puts their hands upon you in the name of law, pull down the temples of religious intolerance, become what you should have become, free people in a free world, messengers of a new generation, the future.(2008)

Shadowman

Now we’ve both taken a trip but you’re class is still showing through, why do you wanna be part ov me? When E ain’t no part ov you, why do you put yourself on a pedestal? To make yourself equal to me? You’ve gone back to playing that game again; don’t you think that E can see? You’re nothing more than my shadowman, you can’t get any closer than this, just a two dimensional figment, you know you don’t exist, your life is like a Xerox machine ‘cause you want what E have got, you’ll never be thee same as me ‘cause you’ve never had to rot, you’re arrogance fucking winds me up, do you think that E don’t know? You’re carbon copy ain’t original, and from a copy you can’t grow, you’re ignorance always let’s you down, E can always smell your lies, with me my truth is reality, not a dream behind false eyes, your life must be so boring man, if this is how you have to live, but thee buck stops here for you my friend, we will never heal this rift, You’re nothing more than my shadowman, you can’t get any closer than this, just a two dimensional figment, you know you don’t exist. (Lost time zone)

Thee game plan

Into that turmoil ov confusion rode thee five hundred, brainwashed and bleeding with no care for thee earth, killing and being killed in someone else’s war, “Don’t know why E do it, ‘spose its gotta be done, ‘cause E am so damned patriotic” a sexist, racist pig, “We’ll get that second Hitler, because he’s evil, E know he is, because he wont let us celebrate xmas and he’s a murderer, and uses chemical weapons, if we let him get away with this he’ll be invading England next, and then we’ll be ruled by a fascist dictator, and we’ll have to queue for bread and lose our freedom” Wake up you blind fools, you’re just pawns in thee game, selfish ideals and power greed, our country’s just thee same, , they’re all Christian Muslim fascists in one way or another, no matter what they call their god, and what do you call yours? Thee man with no name? And you talk ov evil devil’s but you just don’t know what it means, your limited perception is thee key to all these schemes, you’ve never had your freedom and none ov us ever will, unless you stop your voting and put down your gun, don’t kill for them, you’re as guilty as thee instigator, if you refuse this plea, because thee time will come, for thee freedom drum, to beat out thee victory, why does your god have no name? Why does your love have no truth? Why does your life have no freedom? Why does your church stand for torment? Why do you die for your sins? What to you is a sin? Something against thee rules? Rules are made to be broken. (Ignorant fools in Kuwait)(1990)


“Truth, in matters of religion, is simply the opinion that has survived.”-Oscar Wilde

My way or thee high way

Well here we have thee paradox ov thee answer to thee ultimate question, how do we enforce a fair and just society without leaders and a military dictatorship? Because most ov us know that leaderless control is thee only way forward to save us from thee likes ov Hitler, Stalin, Bush and their robotic cronies, how do we achieve this state ov liberty? Well obviously we have to remove thee current world leaders by any means necessary but then what? How do we decide? A vote? Votes can be rigged, a global Internet consortium? Well that can be rigged too it seems that thee only way to ensure a global anarchy is to force it too happen, but does that lead us into fascism? Nietzsche said “"For the man who sets out to fight a monster, look to it that he himself does not become a monster." Roughly translated as, how do you destroy thee monster but not become thee monster itself? and that is thee paradox you see, surely it is better to force a liberating form ov control than an unliberating one, and if thee people involved are liberating people then it can happen and has happened but some ego based fascist individuals always try to turn it into some form ov race bloodbath, and this cannot happen again, kill thee fascists where they stand seems to be thee answer, its always thee same narrow minded arseholes too scared ov a global community, they fear it because they cant exploit it, they can’t divide it and they can’t control it, which ov course that is what they fear thee most, these are those kids at school who hated to share anything, quietly in thee corner hating everyone, with no just reason other than they were too scared to join in, too scared to live, we must breed a diverse global community because that is what it is, empower thee individual, vive le difference, smash this robotic facsimile culture, it has been tried and it has failed, uniformity is a joke, chaos is thee answer, with a million different faces, all ov them smiling, with love in their hearts, and freedom in their minds, stop anyone who tries to control your freedom or anybody else’s freedom, teach thee ignorant who thee real enemy is, police yourselves because thee police can’t fucking police themselves they are a fucking joke, nothing but thee tools ov thee businessman, and enemies ov freedom, politicians are only in it for thee money for fucks sakes, learn this now and never fucking trust them, ever, thee answer to thee paradox you see is that it’s my way or thee high way, organise….here’s thee rest ov our lives. (12/04/07)

“Everywhere one seeks to produce meaning, to make the world signify, to render it visible. We are not, however, in danger of lacking meaning; quite the contrary, we are gorged with meaning and it is killing us.”-Jean Baudrillard

“Disobedience, in the eyes of any one who has read history, is man's original virtue. It is through disobedience that progress has been made, through disobedience & through rebellion.”-Oscar Wilde

Capitalism gives oppurtunities in life...anarchy gives life

Ice woman

E am pushing for her scene, to change from white, E wanna see her, faintly shown in white, E have seen her through, thee drapes ov snow, her pure white ways, ooh E have gotta go, E gotta get her, soon to thaw, so come and open up, that ice cold door, she’s gonna come, and freeze on me, her icicle delightness, is mine to see, she’s thee ice woman, and fine so fine, she’s got me going, out ov my mind, she beckons me, with baited breath, her ice cold kiss, will freeze me to death, waiting, waiting for a sign, waiting, waiting for a sign, waiting for a sign ov spring, when thee waters flow, out ov thee mouth, ov her river, as thee world comes alive, as thee world comes alive, E am into her time, and E wait for her sign, ov fullness, and E drink deep, ov her river, and she keeps me alive, in her purest sunlight, melting away, all thoughts ov dark stillness, now coming alive, in her river ov love, in her reign ov her making, in her crystals ov soul, drown me in completion, ov her cycle ov being, flow from thee mountains, through thee valleys ov flesh, in her eyes E am humble, in my eyes she is power, and mutual visions imbibe, as E wait for her sign, waiting, waiting for a sign, waiting, waiting for a sign, waiting, waiting for a sign, waiting, waiting for a sign, in her perfect design, E am born as all are born, ov a woman, thee ice woman. (1986)

Love flow

LOVE thee spirit, let it FLOW through you, NOW stop dreaming, thee time ov thee dreaming is over, WELCOME in thee NEW DAWN, we are discontent with this mismanaged form ov control, it is taking us nowhere new, they are stopping us from our NATURAL right TO EVOLVE, you CAN’T STOP THEE FUTURE, it is everywhere, and it is everything, thee more you try to suppress it, thee bigger THEE CHANGE WILL BE, OPEN YOUR EYES and see THEE TRUTH, we were BORN to be TOGETHER, we have learned to LIVE TOGETHER, for all time is OURS TO TAKE, so lets take it together, KEEP IT TOGETHER, hold on to what is OUR WORLD, TAKE responsibility for our ACTION, light thee fires ov CHANGE at last, THEE WORLD is all we have, all we will ever have, FOR GENERATIONS to come, wake thee sleeping giant, chop down thee old dead tree, spring beckons THEE NEW SHOOTS to rise, to FACE THEE SUN and remember, that WE ARE ALIVE, and TOGETHER we have power, apart we have POWER, ALL WE NEED
Thee message has been sent, THEE TIME IS NOW, wake up your sleepy heads, get your mother fucking spirit out ov bed, STOP FUCKING AROUND with meaningless mind warps, STOP WASTING TIME discussing fictional nonsense, THIS IS THEE REST OV OUR LIVES we are living like this, UNITE NOW AND BREATHE in the air ov thee new revolution, BRING EVERYONE IN to take back our future, WARRIORS OV THEE NEW SOUND, this is what we have BEEN WAITING FOR YOU to recognize, that we are all BROTHERS AND SISTERS in this land ov discontent, that WE HAVE THEE POWER to decide what will be, that WE CAN TAKE CONTROL ov our streets, and LIBERATE FOR ALL, fuck their consumerist bullshit existence, fuck their wars on revolution, fuck their money obsessed world, BURN THEE FIRES ov vengeance, set thee record straight, TEAR IT DOWN and DANCE LIKE YOU MEAN IT, our TIME IS NOW, RISE and fall ov CONTROL, it is a REALITY crescendo, we just have to MAKE IT HAPPEN, believe in BELIEF, it IS ALL WE NEED. (12/03/07)

Deep hell

There ain’t no hell below, this is as deep as it gets, There ain’t no hell below, this is as deep as it gets, There ain’t no hell below, this is as deep as it gets, and thee buck stops here, E never knew no happiness, E only knew thee pain, my life is one big battle and E am breaking from thee strain, E will never get to taste heaven before my chosen time has come, so E will rot here in my self pity until thee battles won, E am frustrated with my anguish, E am sick ov being alive, E know that life’s much better when you reach thee other side, when E get high E am happy ‘cause E am not here on this earth, but you have to comedown sometime and thee comedown is thee worst, when you’re treated like shit, you act like shit, and shit is what this is, am E thee only one who cares to die than in reality exist? Thee earth is hell ‘cause you never get thee things you dream you want, thee sins have warped this sceptered isle into a sea ov souls, E cry, E scream, E shout at walls, E smash and E destroy, but it doesn’t solve my hang ups, E only do it to annoy, these bastards wont ever get me down, my mind will never change, and on judgement day you fuck ups will understand my rage, There ain’t no hell below, this is as deep as it gets, There ain’t no hell below, this is as deep as it gets, There ain’t no hell below, this is as deep as it gets, and thee buck stops here. (1990)

So what are we gonna do about it?

Pernicious

Trunk billabong, jelly belly, sally armistice, desirable death squad, deadly medley was a rector, his dress was split and green, he had a carcass up his rectum, because he took him to tea with his mince pick minister, find your warthog in your libido, smell thee lemon bollard, bolly, bolly what a dolly and a lump of turd, burnt head baby boogie and we made a Douglas hurd, cinders, cinders burnt and black, pierce my fetid scrotum sack, kiss me Jesus and E will shit in your hair, but don’t worry ‘cause E don’t care, fly, fly in thee sky, up very high with apple pie, ‘cause E will never die, a spoon or a spy? And ask myself why? Should E cry? No E must try, to learn half ov mine and to swim in thee Tyne, and to love Phillip snide and go cricket wide, twenty five years ov spanner parties and spotty botties, hello my lovely sheet ov white cuddlesome, margarine cottage breath, paranoid strangled throttlers in a bath ov suet and E lost my fifteenth finger in a bottleful ov marbles, plastic mottled wheels ov slight blue trim, designed fit snugly in thee elderly craniums, brain damaged snail cars in a crash on thee highway to lemuria, star flight to transcend dogs from earthly bounds by way ov dynamic catalytic diplomacy, pull my turkey knee cap swim, E scream and E fall within, within, amongst and in between thee hybrid heifers ov incandescent nuclear souls, manny, manny, hur, hur, hur many, birth ov birth sample and tightly wrapped for freshness but allow to shrink before distraction and make a custard neutron bomb, let us prey on those with sun readers brains, please, please, please lovely son, son can we play with thee dream machine? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, noooooooo, no flap, tick tock, wild boing soup, kitchen eeza skeeta, noo noo woodpecker, its never me is it? Or is it? Who cares about thee plopping poops and cats cack, E don’t want to play anymore, nor do E, so lets stop this nonsense, it’s so pernicious isn’t it? (1990) (Freeform acid head fuck)

Thee tide (songs ov sea and shore)

My eyes take in, thee sea and shore, thee edge ov time, thee final score, as E watch thee sea, in its endless crime, forever thee same, running out ov time, thee body weightless, upon thee tide, thee only place, where E can die, my mind is flowing, my soul is sinking my body drifts out, E am truly thinking, here E lie now, face down in sand, was once confused, now understand, thee mystery, as old as time, revealed to me, in salt and brine, as dry as sand, yet soaked to skin, my destiny, so damp within, E walk eternity, along thee shore, age old secrets, are through this door, E have escaped, thee reality, E have now found, nightmares and dreams, thee cold bleakness, and thee vast space, forever ocean, E forever chase, thee loneliness, is sinking in, feel my virtues, become sin, my mind is floating, my soul is sinking, my body drifts out, E am truly thinking, is it me now? For a moment, can you see me? Thee real me floating, and it reigns, over me, in this moment, love, like an ocean. (1987)