TRAGIC FLIGHT
You feel like a wounded bird tumbling down
from the heavens with a broken wing dragging you down.
The sky spins around in a crazy swirl of emptiness,
you’re falling so fast you seem to be standing still.
You wonder what will it be like when you hit the earth, to become one with God.
Will it hurt, will you suffer, or will it be so fast that you won’t even notice?
Every spin on your broken wing is a look or a kiss with a stranger.
When the ground strikes you down, is that the final fling or a crazy lustful fuck?
Or could a miracle happen to fix your wounded wing so that you can fly
again into the arms of your lover?
ABDUCTEE
You’re a girl like no other ’cause of what you are.
It’s not your fault that you got scared,
cry at night or get so lonely in a crowd.
Everyday you ask the same two questions:
Why me? And when will they come for me?
You get flashbacks of blinding pain and flashing strobe lights.
So when the aliens abduct you and you feel it before it happens, you wish for death.
Can no one see the alien ship as you float through your roof up to it?
No one believes you when you say you’re an abductee –
aliens don’t exist, they say – they’re just in our minds.
EVIL BITCH
The evil bitch in you has finally reared her ugly fuckin’ head!
Now it’s the time to see just how strong our relationship really is,
as we don’t give a fuck, do we, so we’ll hurt each other some more.
I can’t even remember when it all started – was it that tart I kissed
while pissed
or your funny half breed ways, eyeing other lads up?
It doesn’t matter now, ’cause we’re at war and I’m not gonna lose!
Do you think that I’m beaten just ’cause I cried a bit?
I’ll kick your ass if you do.
I’m getting fed up with a partner like you, so I’ll look for another
and have some more flings.
Yes, I do love you but you can be replaced with another
if that’s what it takes.
LINE
It’s a fine line between victory and defeat.
In the heat of battle do you know which is which?
Think of the difference between genius and insanity,
when does a brilliant mind fall over the edge?
If someone spreads rumours between you and your girl, who do you believe?
This is the game of life, when a wrong becomes a right and vice versa.
We all go from one extreme to the other, at some point.
The silly thing is that we should know when to stop
but we never do, do we?
Just one more affair or one more stolen car. In the end it doesn’t matter
because we are all as bad as each other.
You see, we don’t know what we had until it is gone –
in this rock pool of life.
CHICK IN A TRUCK
Saw you parked up in your flash new wagon,
with your chick at your side.
She’s got a lithe little body in her tight jeans and skimpy top.
And her eyes let it all out, saying we fuck
all night good and slow.
Yes, I know what you do in those quiet truck stops at night!
Was she good and is she tight? ’cause if she is, I want a go!
I want to feel her tight little arse buck up and down and feel
my hot spunk shoot right up her.
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