The Wizard of Budapest

Szepvolgy ut, red trainers of Dorothy
The HEV is the yellow brick road
At Timar ut a yellow lion embarks
Though frightened he has courage in his heart
Szentlelek tér is where the Tin man is from
He's been looking for his soul

Betweeners

In between you and the lady inRed
Was a yellow brick road
Made of words unsaid
Inbetween you and the Lady in Black
Was a world full of wishes whose promises lack
And in between me and the lady in white
Was a sea full of fishes and a star full of light
And between us and the ladies in Blue
Was a land of green trees and a forest of Yew

Yellow dreams

 Oh yes well

What a hell of a bite

The catfish came calling

At the end of the night

The yard arm was loading

The gunnel was tight

The fellow

All snowballed

The kennels were bright

Dogs lost their tails

The cops topped their trite

Terse remarks were hurled at the hearse

As it had parked on double yellow lines

I flew off the handle

Then bended my spoon

I blew out the candle that lit up the moon

It was more or less what I had come to expect

From a room full of rejects

But surely I thought there must be one or two who could provide the necessary paperwork

Oh boring how do you do ?

I shouldered a rugby ball

And it transpired you did too

Well what do you know

Now we're both black and blue

Forgive me for asking but haven't I seen you somewhere before?

Yes it was yesterday on the stairs down

To the crypt

You were visiting Egypt

And the tomb of the unknown Mummy

Well mum's the word after all

Afterburn?

Burn after reading

Read after burning

Hold up in a cabin on the Klondike

Got to escape the shape I'm in

Been a mine of gold and a cup of tin

But I'm coming through

I'm nearly ready 

To pull myself together

Requiem for Santa

 Santa in Chelsea

Hosanna  in Chelsea

Johanna in Chelsea

In Chelsea, in Chelsea

Johanna

In ex sellers markets

In Chelsea

Ho ho Santa in Chelsea

Dominic in Chelsea

in excess sales see 

Ho ho Santa in Chelsea

Eerie Nelson 26th Dec 2017

Finding the soul music
In the back corner of tomorrow
In the leafless turning tide of sorrow

Finding my soul at the top of Windmill Hill
There the wind blows out the plans
Of Wedding bands
And rolling rings across dance room floors
Where we once stepped
But now I regret

The loss of missing you
The unwise flash of anger
That cuts our bonds of love
And I have nothing left to say
Just yet

We walking the fields
And valleys blue
And under the skies
Of aging youth
Holding on to you

The lilting sun
In a lifeless sky
The penny dropped but I still ask why
And I have nothing much to say
Except I regret

That's just the story of my life

 I was once a noble man

Always knew where to stand

and when to bow

I never drew the curtain

On a willing crowd

I held all things in tension

Like a heavy rain cloud

But then the dam just burst

I thought I must be cursed

And rotten hardships brought me down

In all forgetting palimpsests

I wrote my sermons paid my lips

Service to the lord's pearly crown

Still I never seemed to fit

But never wanted to quit

But that's the story of my life

I've loved so many women

And with each thought I were winning

Only to find I'd lost the prize

I never saw it as a test 

Only felt it would be best

to summarise

And did they tell or show me mercy

Well they certainly gave me curfews

That I had to keep in time

But I never could follow their virtues

I always slipped out when they turned the screws

I never could walk their lines

But that's just the story of my life

The long way round

 I wanted a walk and I wanted a talk

But a friend just could not be found

So I practised the lean art of the mean

And I took the long way round

Well I longed for a song

To be weak not strong

I longed not to be ground into the ground

I cried I'm a man not machine

And the trees all looked green

And I took the long way round