Another Head ______________ I'll never have what it takes to say that someone's dead. Rubbing on the face says the leaves claim another's head! I'll never know what it's like to claim another's head. But thee drops down my face keep on rubbing down my dread. I'll never know what it is to remove from me my dread Nor hold another's head above to cherish in mine's stead. I never know what it's like for joy and song instead of what I feel when i have to say that someone's dead! Drink Up! _____________ Must be like any other day dragged one by head down Berbriar Way Tongue lops'em leaves and all the lot stares at 'em two Mate's 'parin 'im a tasty brew! Caw! Caw! Drink up! Drink up! I say up! Sip up! Most jokes 'round don' end like this, oft-no more than a splintered fist! Seems it's caught the lot off though, roaring cackles through the show! Drink up! Drink up! I say up! Sip up! "Toss him in and let that gut fill up!" Has He Gone N' Done What Me Think He Done?! ______________________________________________ Has He Gone N' Done What Me Don't Done Think He Done Do? Bent 'bow and thrown splashes spent up n' to-n-fro! And has he gone n' done what me don't done think he done gone do? 'Erd through, the Friar's home n' through to the Two's new feelings unto nature too! Could anyone have run? I'll love... Oh! Nature's Son... He's stuffed tonight! We'll not even care! Dunno If he gone truly do what me don't done think he done gone do and spit all out the beverage too. Both icky flake n' creatures true take time as slow so's to fall from the lip in front of you. If we can't love you yet, We'll not even care! So?! Press Harder! ________________________________________________ So? Don't like to be so frank but name one Son who could care? Name one Monk who would say: his time is not today! Press Harder! Press Harder! So? He'd run up everynight at the only one alive. Name one Daughter who would say: I want this one to stay! Press Harder! Press Harder! Wot? They say that everynight he'd revisit once again etch initials in the reeds and swiftly take his leave. My Childhood _______________________________________________ Where's the wot? (The Beauty of Childhood) Grab a twig! (The Beauty of Childhood) Something green! (The Beauty of Childhood) In between! (The Beauty of Childhood) His sullen eyes! (The Beauty of Childhood) Harm those who grab! (The Beauty of Childhood) "No bloody don't!" (The Beauty of Childhood) and illusion holds (The Beauty of Childhood) It's final hold! (The Beauty of Adulthood) Girl, You Made Me Happier Than The Waves Fly High _________________________________ Girl! Woah woah! I'm fighting back, trust me! You made me happier than my waves fly high, though i'm choking more now than I did back then, more waves as it had been none. Though I do think this is my last feel of a choke. And yet I'm more okay than I had been from yours. Girl! Woah woah! I'm such a joke! Disgusting Beasties Swim By ______________________________ For every one another thought "Why'd that door remain so locked" Ew! What's that? Ew! What's that? Ew! What's that? They wiggle up to my eyes and bring with them time so I can cry. Ew! What's that? Ew! What's that? Ew! What's that? Ew! What's this? Someone's Oughta Help Me I've Got Bones In Me Head! ________________________________ In twenty seconds, I'll say that someone's dead. Somebody ought to help me I've got bones in me head! When someone's dead, I don't feel dread. Somebody ought to help me I've got bones in me head! Somebody ought to help me I've got bones in me head! Bones! Bones in me head! Someone's dead! You can never know dread til' someone's pressing down your head. This Man Gots One Second! ________________________________ Oh yeah! This man's got one second He's not gonna make it! Caw! Caw! "How did these eighty-seven seconds feel like seven minutes and thirty-one seconds?" This man's got one second! Nice try! You'll get'em next time! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Could You Meet Me Soon? _______________________________ I'll be truthful: I'm lost. Tell me: where's your bloody boss. I've got a mouth full of moths sure to make 'im crushed. Colder than what you think, least it's been as such 'til the end. I'm making a fool out of myself... Could you meet with me soon? I don't want a day without you. Perhaps that's how its become this: I didn't want a day without you. Has He Gone N' Done What He Did Done Gone Do Pt. 2 ______________________________________________ Has he gone n' done what he done do and done and do? Trickster gone n' done what he done do and done and do! Took me for a spin and sent me to-and-fro! A slab of meat spun round the fire for me n' you too! I gone and done what I don't want to have done and gone and done! But to put me up against the wall is not what I call fun! If you spin me out and call me what you done and have gone n' done! I'll do what I am do now and yell forever on! Ah! Sink Through The Soul ______________________________________ Say what's wrong: A sinkhole in me soul, when I see boss gone do me like so. Say what is wrong: A grand opening now of life from the threads of eternity's vow. Where now? Where now? Where now? Where now? Oh, You're So Safe! Why The...Face? _______________________________________ It's over right? Seems not the pranks. First the wall, now the ocean's bank. I see a boat oh so small, but no passenger can hear my calls. I seem to be safe, so define my face. This is unlike any other case I seem to be safe, define my face. This is unlike any other case The water here unlike before I cannot taste this tongue's a waste. I seem to be safe, so define my face. This is unlike any other case. I seem to be safe, define my face. This tongue's a waste, there's no response. They'll never hear me state my case. So... why the face? These Choking Days _________________________________________ Who was wrong? I of course! Never doubt this Earthly farce. And what the beasties had before said, matters not now that I'm here. They speak still but unlike before I can't hear a single word. But oh these choking days, they say a lot. Oh these choking days, put me in my place. I was always meant to feel one more. And The Long Ways _______________________________________ I'm such a long way from any home. I'm such a long way from any home. Past the wooded east and onward still. I see the leaves and moulded hills. I'm such a long way from any home. I bet the whole lot'd cackle through this world too.