INDO CHINA PSYCHO

By

J. F. McLEISH

Revised

Introduction

PART ONE

Culture Shock

Racist mosquitoes

I sit in a small hotel room in Cambodia. No far fay the beach. Its hot, so I leave the door open.Let some fresh air in. One o the wee black guys(hotel staff), sticks his head in.Trys some small talk. As they usually do. Any opportunity te scab some money. I say, Shut the fucking door. Theres mosquitoes everywhere. I hate the cunts.. He replies, Why you scared? They small,small. You big,big. What can they do? I say, You not know Malaria? Kill many people. Same,same A.I.D.S. You Want die? He laughs, I not believe. Anyway, can never kill me I say, whys that? He replies, Because I black. Mosquito not like skin black

Rhythm o war

Over palms Choppers come Blades keep beat Like poondin drum

Great steel beast Dance across blue sky Te the rhythm o war Tempo, o the times

Shine

Trippin in Pattaya Holidays in the sun We the whoores and the Mafia Shine triangle, golden

Under a red light A o us perverse Dreamin o whats denied Fur pleasure the Lizard King thirsts

Hello Money

One dollar, tip? The wee lassie pleads She trys te say it jokingly But her desperation wha too deep

hello, money? By the side o the road, the bairns bleet Forgotten ones, forgotten sayels Angels, we dirty feet

Bangkok Dreaming

I walk on, through this concrete maze. Sort o lost, but no really caring. So dreamy, surreal. As if floating. The smell o food wafts through the air. Different, exotic, Asian. Tempted, seduced. Sawadee kup Mai kup Tow rai? Sooai pooying Hustle, bustle, parrying. Human beings te saturation. Barely an empty space, but comfortable, relaxed, anyway. The skyscrapers shadows hang oer the streets. Cool morning breeze in an, urban jungle. Feeling so alive. In an Alien world. Like a sci-fi adventure, time stands still. Past, present, future, come together. Into one. In this moment. Then I realize. There can be nay mare than this. Nirvana in metropolis

Jungle gangster

Khmer Rouge and Gangsters Viet cong and Foreign spies Control a the Peasants We propaganda and lies

Neo Nazi gooks Yet, under a red flag Worship the amighty buck Fur in the jungle, sayeless and bad

Monsoon rain

Under monsoon rain The children laugh and play Their rags washed clean Their tears washed away

O so happy, though They bide in poverty In slum and squalor street Their spirits pure and free

Playing Jesus

Like something oot a Dickens novel Ragged we orphans roam the streets Scavenging through bins and begging In filthy hovels, lay te sleep

United Nations, UNICEF Red Cross and WHO A drive by in their air-cond limousines No caring or geein a hoot

So many fuckin do gooders And aways dayin fuck all But sprouting their pathetic school book humanities Playing Jesus and saving the world

Throw Away

On her back Ten times a day Used abused Then thrown away

Enly sixteen But penniless ken So she sells her ass Oer and oer again

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TANKS

I walk oot my hotel. In Phnom Phen, Cambodia. Across the road fay the Tonle Sap river. Every day Im surrounded and hassled by beggars, drug pushers and street urchins. But theres one guy in particular, who does ne give up. And day after day he spruces, Mister, Mister. You want lady? You want boy? You want opium? I try te avoid him. But he waits and waits. Like a snake waits fur prey After a wile, I get sick o it, and lose my temper. I see him coming. Sprucing the same old shit, Mister, You want lady,beautiful? You want Ya Ba? I think te my sel. Im gonna fuck you up cunt. So I say, No thanks. I want a Tank He says, You mean big moto with big gun. I say, Yeah thats it. Then start te chuckle. Hell never be able te get that. Sure

TANKS ( cont. )

I start te cross the road, and looking back I see him frantically searching through his pockets. Probably fur his phone. I hay another wee laugh te my sel. Thinking, victory, noo hell piss off. Im just aboot te enter the hotel, when I hear, Mister, Mister. I turn te look and this guy shouts oot te me, You want rent, you want buy

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Angel

She waves goodbye Fay border land A wee angel, se manket and dirty

O beautiful child It breaks ma heart Te see ye suffer, in such squalor and poverty

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Good Morning

Slave Labor Worked te death Bairns exploited Good Morning, Indo China

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Gecko

Sneaky wee gecko Climbing up the wa Seeing everything But unaware, o it a

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Tropical Heat

Trying te hud it together As focus, dissipates In blazing tropical heat Consciousness, drifts away

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Sex and Money

Hoo sweet Farang and gook Huddin hands in street As they stroll aboot

He does ne care She does ne mind Fur sex and money On the agenda tonite

Chilling Oot

Slumming it on the beach Doon in Kampong Som We the rats and the garbage Yeah, Im in love

Psycho Hippy, just chillin; oot Doon in tropical, Neverland Steps in te the Dark Ages and waves Sayonara, te the Salary man

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Submission

Submit She will Fur Farang, hay money And she hay, nil

Hello Sexy man Go wit you Take care you Sure Jing, Jing

Red light district In pornographic blue Nay love in her black heart Fur the green back, pays a dues

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Nirvana via Satellite

Buddha, We a mobile phone Nirvana, Via satellite

Selling religion God comes cheap Special promotion Buy one, get one free

Beacon

The big ald hoose, In the marsh, stands alen Like an icon te loneliness A beacon, fur lost sayels

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King Rat

Every night, around sunset, I sit on the banks o the Mekong and throw empty beer cans at the rats, wha scurry along the rivers edge, scavenging through the reeds and the garbage for food. Then one day, I think Im dreaming, fur I see the biggest rat ever. One meter Fay tip tail. The grandaddy o a rats. O yeah, Im gonna get you mutha fucka I pick up a can, half full, but its worth it. Take aim, and fire. King rat looks up, no ten meters awa,noo the beer can in mid flight, taks another wee nibble o some garbage and we oot blinking an eye, casually steps one inch te the side. The beer can whizzes past it head, missing by aboot half an inch. Mutha fucka! O.K, this time, a full can. Take aim. Make sure, (it is a full can mind you), and fire. Same again. King rat does ne gee a fuck. Straight past its heed, missing by an inch Mutha fucka! Epilogue: Twenty cans o beer and two weeks later, I never did hit King Rat. Come te think o it, I never hit any rat.

Mua Thai Mafia

Theyre the Mua Thai Mafia Chop sui, slant eye Triad gangster Yakuza, Banzai Theyre the Mua Thai Mafia Tom Yum, Rice? Heroin trafficker So dont you pick no fight Theyre the Mua Thai Mafia Noodles, Tow rai? Lady Boy Boxer Big gun, you die

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China Punk

China Punk Children o the revolution Ride the New Wave Red Sex Pistol

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Boulevard o Broken Dreams

Khao San Road Walking Street Boulevard o broken dreams

Girly bars Cheap heroin Psycho hippies in ecstasy

Thai Dog

I would ne a believed it If I had ne a seen it Wee ma en twa eens

The dog looks left The dog looks right Before crossing the road, te the other side

Ecstasy

I whimper like a wee puppy When Cherry Blossom gees me her pussy O, what ecstasy, bliss and pleasure I could come, forever and ever

Magic Tree

Have ye seen the suffering, my bruers Have ye seen the tragedy Where they smashed the bairns heads in Underneath, the Magic Tree

Dolly

I fell in love we a whore O, but what a Dolly And when she huds me tay her heart Her skin se soft and lovely

Respect

O wee darlin O so bonnie Ye sell yur sel Fur ye hay nay money

We a yur pride And yur head held high Ye demand respect And nen shall deny

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The Walk

Street walker Up and doon A day a night Aboot the toon

Just look at her swing that ass Shes walked that walk before In her new shoes, shes a class She does ne ken, shes just a whore

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Cherry Blossom

O, little Miss Saigon Such a sweet, cherry blossom I could eat yur honey, a day Totemo oishii desu ne

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Linguist Dog

Walking through the streets o a village in Thailand.A dog approaches. Friendly. I say jokingly, Sit dog, good dog. No response. I turn towards a lady, standing nearby and say, Your dog stupid. It cannot do. She replies, Dog not stupid. But it not speak English. It speak Thai.

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Wonderland

I think Ill just die here In this wee Buddhist land A paradise in the jungle O Khmer and Bayon

Wonderland Heaven under feet Twa Galden Lions Circle On the beach at Ocheateal

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Osiris

Her voice drifts Through jungle night Fur the Kampuchean Princess Sings, till morning light

Shiva dances Shimmers like gold In yon silvery moonlight Osiris, behold!

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Cherry Pie

Juicy Lucy Pornographic Princess Taks ma money I tak her ass Cherry Pie So sweet and yummy Brings tears te ma eyes A pink and cummy Smoke me baby Yeah, light me up Boom, Boom, long time Ride the Beast a night I pull ma pants doon She sucks ma cock One oor, twenty bucks On the clock Cmon baby Swallow it doon Fay this horney wee beast Release me noo

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Horror Movie

Satellite dishes in the Ghettos Starving while they watch cable T.V Nay food in the bairns bellies No problem, fur we hay fifty channels, see

Malnutrition, disease and poverty Welcome te the third world Just like a Horror Movie Where a yur nightmares unfold

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Street Urchin

O what poverty Bairns se manket Picking through bins Tinkys, in bare feet

Wretched wee things In rags run aboot Street Urchins, Orphans Begging fur food

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Fruit

The peasant passes His corpse tossed in a pit But naybiddy weeps While a tree grows on his plot

The Buddha on his journey Takes sustenance fay its fruit Is the peasant no a great man In death, o kings virtue

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Nazi Fish

I sit on the banks o a river, Somewhere in the middle o Thailand. Trying Te catch fish, we ma wee five dollar fishing rod. I sit there fur oors, but no a fuckin bite. Jeez Im pissed off.. I look across the river te the other side, maybe two hundred meters away and I see this guy pulling in dozens. I turn te my girlfriend and say, Why Thai poochai catch many fish but I catch nothing? She replies, in a nonchalant way, as she goes aboot her business, Fish not like Farang. I think te my sel,Fur fucks sake. First, its racist mosquitos. Noo its Nazi Fish

Part Two

Tattoo

Fast Food University

You hay a stamp But I hay the key Noo, whall solve the riddle O Quantum, Gravity

Im just a Prole Your status, V.I.P But can ye unify Particle,Wave Duality

I hay nay education You hay Degree Im a school drop oot You are Elite

But you hay been, brain washed Fast Food University Enslaved by yur curriculum While my mind, roams free

Rejoice

Te dee in the gutter, we Poe or Lennon This life , I would surely gee Exiled, like Byron or Morrison O, hoo I rejoice, in thee

High Priests

Nu huns hidden or variable Fur C is ne fractionable Space, Time, projection illusional Separation by distance, delusional

Faster than light transmittable Fur the Universe, indivisible Past, present, future, indiscernible Wave, particle duality unifiable

High Priests o Science so gullible Professors we minds o Neanderthal Wha measure the wee and infinitesimal Yet the Field is irreducible

Their Mathematical Formulas irreconcilable We archaic equations most improbable Alas! Temporal Geodesics quantifiable Fur I am, A-Causal Principle

Wild Geese

Up jump the Troopers One, two, three And shoot the Jolly Swagman Against a Coolibah tree

So strum yur Banjos gladly By Billabong and spring Fur Wild Geese I follow sadly But in freedom, we will sing

Beautiful People

The Beautiful People, preach fay their palaces So called, Artists and Bourgeois, alike But never experience the real world Tay busy posing, in the, spotlight

Requiem

Alas! The Angels sing Hallelujah! Fur this Requiem

Death Love and Harmony Believe In a, that ye can be

Cursed

Loneliness and Drugs The curse o success Fur the Poet needs the pain And Peace comes, enly in death

The Artist, wha does ne suffer Is nay an artist at a Fur creativity sprouts fay tragedy Ripping the sayel, assunder

Penny Arcade

I still remember Those chilly morns Hands in pockets Freezing cold

Tay like ice Mist se grey As we walked on doon Te the Penny Arcade

Fire and Ice

Aryan Swing yur hammer Fur Valhalla, calls te you Norseman O Viking law Sail longboats, ocean blue Anglo Saxon O, Odin, Thor Fay fire and ice, break through Caucasian And Celtic culture Yur extinction, oer due

Kodomo

Kodomotachi Kaijo ni watari Kokoro ni yo

Island

Deeper and deeper I dive in te mind Te the depths o despair My sel, I find

Swimming tay the Island But distant shores Ill never reach Through mist, my Destiny beckons Body dies, fur Sayel te live

Desert Rifles

Desert Rifles Mountain range peaks Red earth, stretches on forever Mirage, dances in heat

Motor bikes, Snakes The smell o gasoline In the land o Dreamtime Oor spirits, roam free

Super Tanker

Super tanker In Hurricane five Over bow, waves Fifty feet high

Alarm bells ring Abandon ship But theres nay where te run Fur this steel hulk, be oor crypt

Doc Martens on the Beach

Doc Martens on the beach Surfer Punks Rule, O.K. Roond bonfire, drink and fight Come morn, ride waves, a day Exiled, fay oor hemland Stolen, fay oor kin Fur we are the Lost Boy Generation The Anglo Saxon Immigrant

Like a Whore

In drunken fury Smashes the hoose Beats my ma, Black and blue

A kitchen knife flashes She cuts his veins The Polis arrive Tay tak us away

Through the rain Darkness, street light Faird o being stolen We run anight

Just like a whore Id walk the streets While domestic violence Raged at hem

And Id see ma friends A happy we kin While I was aways Alone

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Alpha Centauri

O what curves Symmetrical beauty Lets ride her waves Te Alpha Centauri

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Nineteen Fifty Seven

New York, Manhattan Nineteen Fifty Seven Sinatra, Cadillacs Neon and Stetsons

Mafia, Communism F.B.I., Broadway Barbiturates, Amphetamines Marilyn and Presley

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Machine

We are not real But fabrication Life like a movie In four dimensions

Tiny wee gene We great big ego Drives the machine Pleasure and pain, its credo

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Inhale

Ive got a gun And Ill blow ye awa Fur you mean nothin te me Nothing, at a

Ill watch ye dee And we yur last breadth As the life poors fay yur veins I will, inhale, ye

Vanishing Point

I recede te vanishing point Infinite Fractal Compression Nay line on this horizon Quantum Neural Projection

Dr Frankenstein

Look in te my mind Doctor And what day ye see Fur the Psycho Analist Is analyzing me

I want te own every women I want death, fur every man I want te possess, everything The sea, the stars, the land

Yeah, and I want te fuck my mother And I want te kill my dad Fur in my Oedipus pleasures Im so fuckin bad

Revel

Dont ye just love the horror Revel in it Nay fear o death or terror Unemotive, robotic

Wha is it that dwells inside Some kind o Beast, we nay compassion The one wha gloats at my demise And taks delight, in ma self destruction

One Second

One second te the farthest star While fur you, eons pass One photon moves through infinite space While you are, motionless

Whiskey and Gin

Greet fur ye ma, bairn But shes no coming hem Fur shes gone doon the pub Te drink whiskey and gin

When theres nay mayre tears And ye cry yur sel tay sleep Dream o the tattie crisps She promised te bring back, fur ye

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The Night

We are so powerful Yet every day We succumb te the night And the unconscious

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Sora

Sora ni kaku Juji ya Kokoro Kami wa ai

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Art in the Ghettos

Rock n Roll in the jungle Fay the street, comes poetry Art, in the ghettos Fay pain comes, creativity

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Clones

Just stem cell research Says Dr Frankenstein As he grafts it tay a, C.P.U Neuron, on line

We the clones Comes disease Nay resistance Or immunity

Genetic mutation Alien with in Reaps the sayel O Homo Sapian

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Alight

The hills are alight And my love burns This gypsy heart ignites At the point o nay return

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Supernova

Driftin awa this very night At one hundred million miles an oor Te critical mass, infinite light Fur I am, Supernova

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Suburban Days

Once I dreamt I had a wee hoose and garden The bairns run aboot Laughing and playing

The sky so blue As I sat in the shade Family life Suburban days

But that dreams a gone noo And as I awake, alone Selfishness, has cost me everything The rage, has taken its toll

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Farewell

Standing on the docks She waves goodbye As my ship sails away Into the night

So many farewells In such a short life Noo as I foonder on the rocks I see her one last time

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4 in the Morning

Four in the morning Cab at the door Leaving hem fur the first time Nay longer a boy

A the goodbyes In the cald night air As I drive away In tay, new frontiers

Clockwork Orange

Ultra violence Te Beethovens Ninth In a Clockwork Orange Krystalnicht

Juggernaught

Juggernaught on the high seas Her wake a distant memory Ten thousand miles o horizon Stretching inte deep blue dream

Never look aft, Bucko Fur thats where her spirit dwells Its full steam ahead and homeward boond Piracy in my sayel

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Surrender

When he comes te me Projected in light In my oor o need I feel the love o Christ

Immaculate, radiant Hair blowing in the wind As you look tay the heavens, Lord I surrender before ye

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Uki no yo e

Uki no yo e Like in a dream Memories float by Bubbles, in a stream

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Regrets

Payer wee thing I through ye up in tay the night Inte the jaws o the beast So messed up, I did ne realize

You were ne hurting anyone Jest sitting there on yur en Then I came along and killed ye We oot a care or a whim

Hoo many times noo Hay you come te me fur help But I aways let you doon So fucked up, I did ne realize

Leaving you te die I turned my back on ye and left Noo every chapter, o this life Filled we remorse, and regrets

Akai Bara

Akai Bara Kumo kumo no kage ga tadayou Midori iro oka ni Samui kage ga fuki Sanzan kara

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Phase

Consciousness shifts I enter a new phase This feeling Ive experienced before

Another chapter in my life Comes tay an end On the past I close the door

Racked we guilt Fur leaving my bairns I contemplate Suicide

The ultimate in immaturity And selfishness But running awas Just no my, style

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Infinite Beat

So apart weve grown noo Oor minds again, will never meet These hearts lay forever, strewn aboot Separated by infinite beat

Its so dark in this place No a glimmer o a smile As her light disappears, we oot a trace Blackness stretching, fur mile efter mile

Goodbye noo a my wee darlings Fur Ive absconded, and left you behind Fur a new life, Ive been longing Yur abandonment, nothing less than a crime

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Bewitched

Her love like a spell cast oer me Trapped, in the black widows web Bewitched, by her virginal beauty Cursed, I am drawn, te my death

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Valhalla

Valhalla, Heaven This life must surely be But what did I day Te deserve, such ecstasy

My last supper Before the wrath o God Reaps this sayel O sin and rot

Glitter

Satiated and satisfied And wanting fur nothin When every whim and desire Has come te fruition

What once glittered like gold Has noo faded wee time Senses, numbed, dulled Sedated, we women and wine

Walk Away

Sometimes ye just have te walk away Sometimes, ye have te say goodbye Fur even though it rips yur heart oot There comes a time, te die

Self Destruction

Once I thought A hope was gone Everything lost I stood alone Life and death A the same On a suicidal path O self destruction That day I kneeled Before Christ and begged Fur one last chance Fur forgiveness Convulsion, fever Regurgitating the past As I sweat in fear This night my last The dawn came The sun rose And for the first time I saw,

Love Light Te sink so low Te rise so high He took my hand And set me free Fay the depths o hell Came, Liberty

Overload

Terminal Malfunction Transmission Overload Communication Breakdoon As a the fuses, blow

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Snowflakes

A the different snowflakes Merge in ocean and in sea As a oor egos, melt away Becoming one, eventually

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G.U.T

Grand Unified Theory Where could it possibly be Fay Cosmological Gravity Te atoms, se tiny wee

Super Symmetry Between you and me Enfolded, Holistically Complete Unity, are we

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Great white

Great White Lurking in black Fay darkness comes Blitzkrieg Attack

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Adrenalin

Sometimes when ye get in the ring Ye ken yur gonna get hammered But ye get in anyway Like some kind o psycho, sado masochist

Fay the pain, comes life Heart pumpin adrenalin We every breadth, euphoric high And I am, reborn again

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Bullies

Lying awake as a bairn in Dundee Faird te go asleep Fur in the morn the bullies Will be oot te batter me

Then a voice whispers So softly, in my dreams Its better te die on your feet, John Than live like a cooard, on yur knees

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Sleepwalkers

Ye enly see what ye want te see Te dinne even ken yur dead Like ghosts floating through the night Sleepwalkers, blind and deaf

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Atomic Bong

I want te blow up a kangaroo We my Atomic Bong On Koala Bears and Pandas too Id drop a great big bomb

Hey love, lets save the environment Turn oor lights aff, fur an oor And noo Ive satisfied my social guilt Darlin, turn back on the pooer

Abyss

At the edge o the abyss I tak a leap o faith My bady, fas te the ground But my spirit, flys away

Dew Drop

I lay my head doon Upon the cool red earth In the distance the lights o toon But they offer nay warmth

Surrounded by darkness And glow o camp fire, burning In this isolation and loneliness O my, desert dreaming

Come dawn ray Kookaburra singing As the sun shines on my face I see a dew drop, glistening

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Juvenile Delinquent

Running through the streets We beer and cigarettes Brackin in te the school canteen And eating a the, biscuits

Sitting in the park Spray painting Swastikas, on the wall Juvenile Delinquents, efter dark Smashed glass and broken bottles

Prosperity

What superficial lives We lead in the west Blinded by prosperity Wealth and privilege

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Malibu

Take me back te Malibu Memories o childhood days When everything had a simplistic hue And a that mattered, were the waves

Take me back te Safety Bay Sunrise in the dunes Red hot sand, burning feet So, to the ocean, run

Take me back te Palm Beach Blue Manners and speargun Where wed, jump off the jetty And bombee, everyone

Blossom

He stands on the deck o the ship Yella dress glittering, in the sun The sailors call him Blossom But hes one, ugly looking cunt

Critics

Destiny, complete The story been telt Fur I did my best We the hand I was dealt

And a ye critics Take a good look at yur sels Before ye past judgment Ye can a go te, hell

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Fleeting

Body floating Nay pain or gravity Mind drifting In peace and serenity

Day dreaming O distant memories Time fleeting Moments, in Eternity

Subliminal

Horror and corruption Subliminal exposure Superimposed on her beauty Like delusional schizophrenia

Russian Roulette

Lets play chicken Russian Roulette Spin the barrel Put the gun te yur head

Click, Bang Whatll it be But does it really matter Anyway

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Teardrop

A teardrop explodes In the desert sand Fur here alen Dey I stand

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Comfortably Numb

Comfortably numb, I hay become Fur this heart has aready died Even my spirit has gone ye ken As I noo surrender, te time

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Final Journey

The horrors I hay seen The beauty, I hay kissed On this my final journey O, what a life, Ive lived

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Infinity

I come fay a place, no far fay here And yet, a million light years away Infinite Geodesic Curvilinear Quantum Temporal Innerspace

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Broken Mirror

An image in a broken mirror Fractured consciousness Delusional schizophrenia Self projection, folded in on itsel

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Heaven

Twa wee bairns Playing by the pool One falls in And droons

Floating up through the waves And inte the sun Looks doon at him sel, fay Heaven

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Tattoos

Memories like tattoos Etched in mind Fading we the years Fading we time

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Sleepwalkers

Ye only see, what you want te see Ye dinne even ken, your dead Like ghosts floating, through the night Sleepwalkers, blind and deaf

The Selfish Gene, wants te win Wants pooer, wants success But if I succumb, then I will be Just like a the rest

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Southern Land

In Southern Land, wed ride the surf In desert, run through bush In foreign land, so far away Fur this is where Is, exiled tay

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Jerk

I think Ill just sit on my balcony And jerk off Fur all the world te see My big cock

And everonell point their fingers And say Wow! Hes a superstar, hes a winner His dicks, O.K

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Achemeds got a Machine Gun

Intro.

Bunch of kids, playing in the park. A wee black boy Lets oot a ripper, FFFFFFAAAAARRRTTTTT!! One o the white boys, runs home,bursts through the kitchen door and shouts, Mum, Mum. Achemeds got a machine gun Mum, chopping vegetables, looks up and shouts to Husband in living room, Ay luv, luv, ave ya eard. Achemeds got a machine gun husband, sitting on sofa, reading newspaper. T.V on in background replys, Is that right, Luv. Has Achemed got a machine gun? Boy, Mum, reply together, Ay, Achemeds got a machine gun Altogether, OH MY GOD!! Momentary pause then husband goes back to reading newspaper. Mum returns to chopping the vegetables. Boy runs back out door. (Zoom) T.V. on in background showing news footage of thousands of Islamic and Taliban fighters holding up A.K 47s and R.P.Gs in defiance, and Jihad.

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Sex, Drugs and Rock n Roll

Sex, Drugs and Rock n Roll An appetite, for destruction Steroids, Guns, Whiskey and Money My personal, Armageddon

Gasoline, Gunpowder, God and Greed Truly, the bottom line As another Civilization comes tay an end Inevitably, doomed in time

Purity

We are divided By oor deficiency o light And its purity Te forever allude us

The Beat

Time te hit the road, Jack Let bla this toon Walk on, Kerouac And whistle yur goodbye, tune

Hoorah! Fur the beat generation Some call a bunch o scum Twas them wha geed me ma, inspiration Te become, what I hay, become

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Door

Can ye see her ma, bruer As she stands before The doorway, that radiates white light

Surrender it a And to yur knees fa Fur you will see love, so bright

Kafka

Like Kafka I am imprisoned Captured, by gravity Fur light is transformed,in te time and space Trapped, in this flesh, and body

Superhighway

Superhighway On a steel horse, I ride Full throttle, accelerate Then I close my eyes

The lights go oot And everything comes in te view Life, death and a in between Yeah, I can see clearly, noo

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Look Mama

A Hail the English poet Think yur so fuckin great We a yur fancy prose And yur Cambridge Doctorate

Supercali Frajalistic Expiali Docious

Look Mama Im a star Fur I ken really big words The greatest writer, o em a

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Sins

Those in earth And those wha burn Those o ash And those in coffin

Embrace this day Liberty and freedom Fur a yur sins Will be, forgotten

Exile

Highlands, desert, jungle Oceans and continents, tay A life o wandering in exile Oku no hosoi michi

Forgotten

Easy come Easy go Here the day Gone the morrow

If I die It does ne matter Fur I am ald And soon, forgotten

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Reap

Lust and greed Hay cost me, my life Fur I danced we the devil Carnal desire

And noo, I reap What I hay sown Fur vice and crime In me, hay grown