Good night good will

 Will you come in to my blood for a moment?

Will you share in my love

Will you buy a drop of my love

And give back a second of my time?

Will I waste all this love blood

Just as you've wasted mine?

Spilt it over the carpets and walls

Made fools of the guardians of time

Not protected the citadel at all

You've let fall the city of mind

Where body is blood, and faith is love

You've sacrificed it all on the fire

The bread is all burnt, the meals not cooked

Yet you'd still like to sing like the angels in choir

A sunless year Part 1

 Twas in the year of 1816, 

the darkest year that had ever been

The sun never shone in the sky

And all of my dreams, 

like shadows in the streams

Flew away like the birdies that fly

It was a sunless year

And Billie was a piper lad

Making pipes but smoking sad

The volcano blew the greyest rings

Around the sun that spring

He walked the Fosseway

But crops had died off 

No green, but only grey

It was a sunless year

He lost his job sent on his way

He began to rob to reach end of day

Intact, but broken like the clay

Of pipes in Oakhill's gardens

Then one day they caught him stealin'

And the Law was hard as iron feelin'

It was a sunless year

He was sent Van Diemen's land

Where they ruled with iron hand

And the chain gangs marched the roads

Like in hell of the damned souls

And though he was burnt by the sun

He was now a man on the run

It was a sunless year 

Escaped convicts don't last long 

But he was tough and he was strong

So he survived only for the law to trap him

This time they gave him 200 lashes

Then back in chains he was fastened

It was a sunless year

 

But time it passed

As cloud ships above him

And he met a wife with children

Helped to care and bear the burden

But soon the pull was strong upon him

The pull towards his freedom

The chance it came when he sold some whisky

Outlawed for Van Diemen's territory

And chased out of town again

His path could only have one end

The canary man had flown his cage

One too many times law's patience

If it could be called turned to rage

And upon a prison ship he was chained

This ship the Cyprus was to carry him 

From Research Bay to Macquarie Harbour

A renowned cruel colony for the hardened

Criminal fraternity deemed beyond redemption

Here there really would be no hope

To save him from the end of a rope

So like any sane men condemned to die

They tried their luck so they might fly

The deadly jaws of death

And overcoming drunken guards

the convicts seized the Cyprus hard

Mutinied and marooned the crew upon the island

For this crime they were well renowned

In papers over Australian towns

And news of course reached the British dominions

So that a Her Majesty's Royal Navy hunted them

And yet these convicts turned pirates

Managed to evade capture through the skills of their leader

Who had escaped many times before

And been saved by his naval skills succour

Valentine Vampire

It's the period of the Phlebotomist

Dealing in plasma

All of them after the serum

What's your poison fill my cup

Buttercup, sunny side up

The butter wouldn't melt in her mouth

And sup the red, red wine of her blood

Ulysses was a sailor

On a mighty endeavour

A roll over

The shoulder

Jackpot adventure of sons

Too far gone

For his mother Anticlea

So nice to meet yer

Demeter

Or Persephone's daughter

The land was barren in the winter

Six months under ground

What a sin to her

To keep her away from the sun

The pale snowdrop face

Been kept in an indoor vase

And he, the explorer

Had to amore her

Blood

Of the father

Salt of the Earth

Tears cried in vain

(But not in love) yet

What's the Period, huh?

I don't know! The tempo?

Yeah

In the succour, Lord Such and So

Lady Suck, Lady Luck, Lord Fuck knows when

The women in my wife

The wifi, high wife, the fi

The fidelity of her

(The hifi of my wife)

She's the werewolf mother

The fe, fi, fo fum of the Wife

The I smell the blood of an Englishman

The Wifi, low life, half life, half blood

Low moon waning

Waxing, waning,

Half moon

Whining, complaining

Lining and laning

In the groove again and

Suck my thumb

Werewolf mum

The changing

But I didn't give a bread crumb

To follow me home to my castle

Alone

And give me a bottle of red rum

My dad died in No man's land, how come?

Who's to explain? What I need is some speed

And the roses are growing

And I must get going 

To your love

cloud ships

 Christopher Cumulonimbus was the first cloud to discover America

 

Metacognition

 I met her, met her, met her

In a cognitive manner

Yes I let her , I let her , I let her

Be my life spanner

And I bet her, I bet her, I bet her

That she couldn't handle

So I'd get her, I'd get her, get her

My life's manual

But I met her I met her I met her

In a cognitive manor

At a social theory ball

Of democratic clashes

Yes I better, I better, I better

Hold on to the bedframes

As I'm rolling out of this world

In a super sonic time game

I let her, let her, let her

Tighten up all my nuts and bolts

So that I could be one of life's planners

Where kalashnikovs volt

Mizuhiki love

 Not all loves can unfold

Some are Mizuhiki tight

Some love is just for decoration

Some love is just an emblem

But people need symbols

To look up to

Everyone needs a revelation

Sometimes in the folding of love

To send in a letter

You may get a paper cut

Sometimes blood seals

The envelope shut

Sometimes it is never opened

Sometimes the letter is read

Sometimes not

Sometimes love is a Mizuhiki knot

Love Blood

 Love blood in the vein

Love blood in the heart

I've loved , I've bloodied

The loving art

I've blooded, I've bled,

I've slept in loaves of bread

I've loaved, I've lavered, and slavered

And blabbered the blubber of love

I've fatted the loving calf

And with bloody love

I've bled its bleating heart

I've shot love with a bloody arrow

I've bled love through a gap so narrow

A key hole in the heart

A pig's valve, a stent that's

Kept the closing walls apart

To keep love flowing

To keep blood going

Like a London bus

Through the city's heart

Love was a tube station

And blood a bleeding rail

And I loved the wins

When I was wise I loved the fails

But win draw or lose

I loved that my blood tried

Because love can leave a bruise

Yes love's a sucker punch to the heart

Love sucks, love's a vampire guitar

Love pumps, love's a soccer star

Love is running and love is pulse

And love is all engines set to false

And love is true blood

Love is blue blood

Love is royal as a queen of hearts

And love is a jack, in the deck

dealt badly

Love comes up trumps

But not from the start

Love is the last fighter living its all

In a war of aces and spades

Love's got its back up against the wall

And love is bullet holes in chests

And love is birthmarks

Love is portmanteau

And love is worth all the dark

Love is the light in a world gone mad

And love is a cup of Christ's blood

Love is a slice of His heart

Last Pirate

 I went out a plundering on the high seas

I thought to meself, now this isn't me

This is the last time I'm going to sea

The last pirate I will be

I shall tell all my pirate buddies just free

We shall go no more a sailing

Hey buddies hey cons listen to me

I'm gonna show you the pros of the straight n narrow see

We're gonna sail to Canton and hand ourselves in

There ain't nothing worse than being a pirate, it's a sin

So we left Japan and went to Canton

But it didn't go to plan, I can tell you that man

On the 15th of November 1829 , well I was a pirate for 

The very last time

And then the English bastards threw me in the stocks

And I ended up back in London in Executioner's dock

And when they said did I have any last words

With my head in the noose I could hardly be heard

So I asked if they could loosen it a bit so I could yell

And when they did I cried I hope you all go to hell

For this is the last place I thought I end up

When laid I down my sword and put down my rum cup

Oh if you ever think you should stop doing what you love

I tell you you this for free it won't ever be enough

So keep being a pirate for as long as you can

Because before you know it you'll be hung by the man

So they hung me by the neck in 1830

I was the last pirate to be hung for mutiny

And other crimes I suppose like robbing a prison ship

Full of provisions,

But they whole scummy scheme to build a colony

deserved derision

They used slave labour to build Tasmania,

Australia and New Zealand

And then if you didn't die in the process

You were allowed to be freemen

But that ain't no deal for stealing a pigeon

And that's why I rebelled and stole the ship prison

I'd do it again, though now I am dead

So I'll just go down in history

As the last man to be hung for piracy

You can remember me as the Last Pirate instead

Beaver's return

 Beaver’s Kiss

Give me your kiss

Oh fell my wooden heart

Beat your tail around me

Oh lean your weight

On the willow tree

And chew, chew, chew

It free

Hear the train whistle

Hear the charts

Of explorers beating a trail

Through, through, through

Your woodland glade

Searching out your wooden heart

Bang, bang, bang

Go their guns

Geronimo fells the trees

But Geronimo was felled himself

One day

For a lady to wear beaver skin

Across her knees

For Davy Crockett wore your hat

And you were so cold and grey

You froze in the winter

And your spirit went away

Beaver spirit leaving the leaves

Leave, leave, leave

Oh lever your dam

Flood, flod, flood

Your banks

Build your home deep

In the river’s ranks

Godfather of the water vole’s art

 

Oh Beaver, won’t you leave her

Oh the beaver’s return

Trying to hold back the tide

Beaver, like a lever,

Stuck at every turn

Beaver on the watercourse ride

Beaver in the hollow

Beaver in the ear

Held like a swallow

In the palm

Nesting til the morrow

In the mud of the hide

Willow weaver, beaver brew your brown beer

 

Beaver looking back through the years

Looking back over the dams

Looking back at the back water

The black water, all you’ve held back

Woodland manager, nature’s forester

River doctor

River miller, water wheeler

Only hold on make a net

Let her through yer yet

Pass through your home

Living over the river

Running under your kitchen

Always flowing

Never alone

Vampire guitar

 I've got a vampire guitar

It sucks my blood

Like a used car

I've got a cherubim

Who plays a harp string

And fires at me all these love darts

I've got a vampire guitar

It sleeps in a case until it's dark

And when the sun comes down

It gets up and wanders town

Looking for a love victim's heart

Yes it will play on her heart strings

It will search for her neck

and in each tune it plays

it will suck her blood right back

She will be all used up

Just like a second hand car

For I have a vampire guitar

I used to be a nice guy

And stand up in the corn

And wait for the harvester

To come chop me down as if I were a lawn

But then I realized that never got me very far

So that's why I bought my vampire guitar

Sound the claxon

 The people of Wells

Are singing their kells

And walking the path with their feet

The people of Shepton

Are blowing their claxon

And sounding a march in retreat

For you know when they join 

The two sides of the coin

Both will be facing defeat

For the Sheptonians are like stone

And the Wellsonians like bone

And it will be like when two tribes meet

So perhaps don't try to bridge the gap

That once fell from the map

But instead let sleeping dogs sleep

Flowers in your vase

 

D Well I brought you flowers D7 in the morning

D And I brought you flowers D7 in the day

D Well I brought you flowers

D7because of their special powers

D I thought that they might D7 make you stay

 

Dm Well I brought you D7 flowers in the evening

D And I brought you D7 flowers in the day

Well I brought you flowers in the nighttime hours

I thought that they might make you stay

 

D Just don’t make me D7 by your powers

A7Just another G dead flower in the D vase

 

 

D My heart is like D7 a ticking clock

D It ticks all day D7 long for you

D And your love is like D7 a ticking bomb

D When it blows D7 I’ll know we’re through

 

D And if you blow me down D7 all day long

D Well there’s no telling D7 what I might do

D Because I know you’re D7 like a ticking bomb

And when you blow, I’ll know that we’re through

 

D Just don’t make me D7 by your powers

A7 another G dead soldier Dm dressed in blue

 

D Well the clock in town keeps winding down

But it still chimes each hour for you

And the sand in the bay keeps slipping away

When it’s gone, I’ll know we’re through

 

D Just don’t make me D7 by your powers

A7 another G7 dead fish in the Dm Brue D7

 

D But the tide keeps washing D7the shore mama

D And I can't see our footprints D7 no more

D And I hope with these flowers 

D7you'll shatter these towers

D They’ll come crashing D7down at your door

 

D Just don’t make me D7 by your powers

A7 another G7dead crow on the Dm floor D7

 

 

D And this day, D7now it is done

D And the sun has D7shone in its way, 

D And my heart is like D7 a ship sailing on

D It's sailing, D7 out into the bay

D And just like the sun 

D7 It is going, going, gone

D gone on its way

 

 

D Just don’t make me D7 by your powers

A7 another G7 dead flower G in your Dm vase

Love in the marigolds

 Well I loved you

In your marigolds

And I stepped over

The threshold

Just to slip down

The centrefold

Into the magazine world 

That you knew

In it was so yellow and blue

And it was so green and gold

As I fell like the snow

More and more

In love with you

Well the dishes were never clean

And the fishes they were never seen

But I caught you fishing in the stream

And the music of the strings

The bow finger violins

And the tulip harps

Played your lovely tune

Because I met you

While our hearts were young

And they still sung

Out our fugue

That plays in winter

But it always sounds

Just like June

Now I can see every man

They love you so

Because you sing the song

On the radio

And on your tongue

Is like a flute of power

You're like a song bird

And I've never heard

Such a lovely voice

Issue forth from such 

A lovely flower

Oh my word

Owl versus mouse versus bat, versus night heron

 My name's the night heron

now I might be playin

When you hear me sayin

I'm in the shadows shady

Owl

Howl of the wolf

Growl of the bear

There's nothing out there

At which I scare

I'm your worst nightmare

No I don't want to blow hot air

But I can rotate my head

The circle I can square

And my eyes are wide

And ears have might

My feathers dampen

The sound of flight

And out the black I appear

Your worst nightmare

Be you Mouse or shrew or hare

So up there in the dark, it could

Strike at any moment

I have to run along my tunnels of grass

Then skip along the walls

I'm out here bold as brass

I'm the mouse with balls

Don't take me for a second rater

I'm the second comer if anything at all

If you leave your cheese grater

I'll be ready to nibble any scrap that falls

I see above and behind

I have eyes in the back of my head

But still with my mouses senses

I can feel the Owl's wings of dread

Owl

Oh such a plump little plumb

For for me to swallow

Toe and thumb, yum, yum in my tum

You go

Hold me tight to your breast

I'll grip you in my talons

I have talents on the wing

I am kind wouldn't hurt a fly

I'll leave that to the bat guy

Over there

Running nowhere

 Oh the lands are all strumming and I will be drumming

Oh my mum is coming today

And I wish that I'd joined the army or navy

For anything like the pay

Oh the lands are all drumming

And the river is thrumming and tumming to stay

And my hands are all thumbing

And the hearts all humming

And I wish that I'd joined the army or navy

But then I wouldn't be running away

Oh they say you could join the circus they say you are made out of clay

But mould me when I'm young

I'll be a good son

And maybe I won't run away

They tell you mortal combat

Is just a flesh wound they say

But what if a chortle wombat

could really say what he wanted to say?

What if it were just enough in life

To be yourself anyway

In general most useless

In any conceivable fruitless concourse

Of life's busy highways

Oh the time was timming and the reams were rimming

And the bowls were valeting away

For the limousines were liminal in the shimmering chimeral

And the cathedral was caterwauling away

The cats with the wool met the hats of the walls

And hares were all standing on the heads

And raising a fare was like failing a fair

Where the ferris wheel says farewell to the fool

They say go join the foreign legion,

Go fight in foreign region

Go flabbergast her, filibuster  or carp

The carpets all piled in the pile high club

And the pilots have trouble seeing through the glare

As celebrity pigeons on hedges, meet their fans

On ledges

And they all shake wings

The planes and plain things

That famously pledged passage to the sun

And I no longer want to join the army or navy

Although I'm not running away

Perhaps I would if I could

But my knee isn't good

So I think to myself I might stay