Gold bricking

 He was the king of shit

He was king midas of the golden toilet

Did his shit smell better than everyone else's? 

Of course, for it was made of gold

Pure 24 carat golden nuggets came out of his rectum

sometimes they cracked the toilet basin

But mostly he was able to fish them out and hoard them

This King Midas of the commode

Nothing he touched turned to Gold in his life

He bearly even had green fingers

But when it came to the toilet or WC, without strife

He was on to a winner

Sometimes they would come out like gold bricks

Then he could begin to build his palace

Not much need for the shitty end of the stick

He was already down the rabbit hole like Alice

Oh of course it was sometimes painful

And to be constipated with gold is a bind

But if you can drink tea, piss gold dust in your wee

Then the long wait is really worth the find

Your love means nothing at all

 Your love means nothing at all

When I hit back your top spinning ball

And you make a racket about a packet of crisps

And break a few eggs on the court

Your love means nothing at all

You hold up your eyes to the sun, to the sun

Your holy orbs, burning the one

In tents of the desert and curtains that flair

Across the bright present

A ghost of a care

But your love means nothing at all

Another thing coming

 If you think like that

You've got another thing coming

They're running rats down through the grubbing

If you think like that you've got another thing coming

He's so arrogant, he's got another thing coming

If you think like that you've got another thing coming

Well they were waiting in the line at the rodeo

Waiting to see old tom foolio

If you think that he won't buck you

He will tho

If you think like that you've got another thing coming

And another and another

Just another thing coming

Down the road to Babylon

Just another, and another

another thing coming on the road just another one

Well buses they never come when you need them

And horses never drink where you lead them

and the forces of chance are like arrows that glance

Off the targets when you don't heed them

Well you think you've understood? But you've got another thing coming

And another, another, another and another

Yeah you've got another thing coming

And if you think that good fortune, should be your birthright

Then you take a left at the sand dunes and turn on your headlights

You'll see a rabbit with another thing coming 

Doesn't matter if you have respect, things never do quite what you expect

Oh because you've got another thing coming

New life

 I got a new life

One I don't regret

I want a new life

One where I can forget

That old life

Where the rain always was

wet

Running down the window

of my chances

I'm in a new house

One of hope and life

Living like a church mouse

But away from a roaring wife

Needing a new douse

Of something like a fire

To cleanse me of my misery

and a memory that sours

Take me on board

Take me as I am

I'm in a new hoard

I feel like a new man

Give me overlord

With a brand new plan

I am getting a new life

Last resort

 Give me back the kingdom

Of the last resort

Out of all life's freedoms

And give me back my sport

To the witching hour where

The cats have power

And I neither need the lava nor 

The kind of hurt

Night guard

 Black to black

In the night of the guard

The world like a sire to the last

Broken on the hill

Of becoming

Salt fire and ash

In the mouth of the south

While the North looks down its nose

At us

And the soggy bottom of a marsh

Swells and swelters and sweats

In the beads of cookie cutter mountains

Beds alight with the embers of love

And grave yards that glow in the dust

Houses that smoulder after the floods

And Kitsch curt right courts exploding in blood

How can you hold onto the one that you love

How can you ask me when it's good enough

If you don't know by now it's a shame

But it's all just throw of the dice in the game

Talk about it

 Snow flakes in heaven

Give me dust in my shirt

And a weight that hurts

A back breaking sign of things to come

And how to run, how to run

I don't want to talk about it any more