Lick Your Fingers Clean
Lick your Ill see you at the weighing in
When your lifes sum-totals made.
And you set your wealth in godly deeds
Against the sins youve laid.
So place your final burden
On your hard-pressed next of kin:
Send the chamber pot back down the line
To be filled up again.
Take your mind off your election
And try to get it straight.
And dont pretend perfection ---
Youll be crucified too late.
And hell say you really should make the deal
As he offers round the hat.
Well, youd better lick your fingers clean, I thank you all for that.
And as you join the good ship earth
And you mingle with the dust
Be sure to leave your underpants
With someone you can trust.
And the hard-headed social worker who bathes his hands in blood
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Summerday Sands
I once met a girl with the life in her hands
And we lay together on the summerday sands.
I gave her my raincoat and told her, ''lady, be good!
And we made truth together, where no one else would.
I smiled through her fingers and ran the dust through her hands ---
The hour-glass of reason on the summerday sands.
We sat as the sea caught fire.
Waited as the flames grew higher
In her eyes.
We watched the eagle born ---
Wings clipped, tail feathers shorn
But we saw him rise ---
Over summerday sands.
Came the ten oclock curfew.
She said, ''i must start my car.
Im staying with someone I met last night in a bar.
I called from my wave top ---
''at least tell me your name!
She smiled from her wheelspin
And said, ''its all the same.
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For Michael Collins, Jeffrey & Me
Watery eyes of the last sighing seconds,
Blue reflections mute and dim
Beckon tearful child of wonder
To repentance of the sin.
And the blind and lusty lovers
Of the great eternal lie
Go on believing nothing
Since something has to die.
And the apes curiosity --
Money power wins,
And the yellow soft mountains move under him.
Im with you l.e.m.
Though its a shame that it had to be you.
The mother ship is just a blip
From your trip made for two.
Im with you boys, so please employ just a little extra care.
Its on my mind Im left behind
When I should have been there.
Walking with you.
And the limp face hungry viewers
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Nothing To Say
Everyday theres someone asking
What is there to do?
Should I love or should I fight
Is it all the same to you?
No I say I have the answer
Proven to be true,
But if I were to share it with you,
You would stand to gain
And I to lose.
Oh I couldnt bear it
So Ive got nothing to say.
Nothing to say.
Every morning pressure forming
All around my eyes.
Ceilings crash, the walls collapse,
Broken by the lies
That your misfortune brought upon us
And I wont disguise them.
So dont ask me will I explain
I wont even begin to tell you why.
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The Chequered Flag
The the disc brakes drag, the chequered flag sweeps across the oil-slick track. the young man's home; dry as a bone. his helmet off, he waves: the crowd waves back. one lap victory roll. gladiat
Ul. the taker of the day in winning has to say, isn't it grand to be playing to the stand, dead or alive. the sunlight streaks through the curtain cracks, touches the old man where he sleeps. th
Se brings up a cup of tea --- two biscuits and the morning paper mystery. the hard road's end, the white god's-send is nearer everyday, in dying the old man says, isn't it grand to be playing to
Stand, dead or alive. the still-born child can't feel the rain as the chequered flag falls once again. the deaf composer completes his final score. he'll never hear the sweet encore. the chequer
Ag, the bull's red rag, the lemming-hearted hordes running ever faster to the shore singing, isn't it grand to be playing to the stand, dead or alive.
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Clasp
We travellers on the endless wastes in single orbits dliding
Cold-eyed march towards the dawn behind hard-weather hoods-a-hiding
Meeting as the tall ships do, passing in the channel
Afraid to chance a gentle touch - afraid to make the Clasp.
In high-rise city canyons dwells the discontent of ages
On ring roads, nose to bumper crawl commuters in their cages
Criptic signals flash across from pilots in the fast lane
Double-locked and belted in - too late to make the Clasp.
Let's break the journey now on some lonely road
Sit down as strangers will, let the stress unload
Talk in confidential terms, share a dark unspoken fear
Refill the cup and drink it up. Say goodnight and wish good luck.
Synthetic shiefs with frozen smiles holdihg unsteady courses
Grip the reins of History, high on their battle horses
And meeting as good statesmen do before the TV eyes of millions
Hand to hand exchange the lie - pretend to make the Clasp
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17
I remember when we had a lot of things to do ---
Impressed by all the words we read
And the heroes that we knew.
Climb on your your dream --- a dream of our own making
To find a place that we could later lose
To whatever time would bring.
We were seventeen and the cakeman was affecting you ---
Moving you to greater things (in a lesser way)
You had to prove.
The clock struck summertime. you were going round in circles now.
Wishing you were seventeen. at twenty-one, it was a long time gone.
And now here you are. youre locked in your own excuse.
The circles getting smaller every day.
Youre busy planning the next fifty years.
So stay the way you are and keep your head down to the same old ground.
Just paint your picture boy until you find
A closed circles better than an open line.
Yes stay the way you are. I got a circle thats the same as yours.
It may be bigger, but Ive more to lose.
Who is the luckier man --- me or you?
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Back To The Family
My telephone wakes me in the morning --
Have to get up to answer the call.
So I think Ill go back to the family
Where no one can ring me at all.
Living this life has its problems
So I think that Ill give it a break.
Oh, Im going back to the family
'cos Ive had about all I can take.
Masters in the counting house
Counting all his money.
Sisters sitting by the mirror --
She thinks her hair looks funny.
And here am I thinking to myself
Just wondring what things to do.
I think I enjoyed all my problems
Where I did not get nothing for free.
Oh, Im going back to the family --
Doing nothing is bothering me.
Ill get a train back to the city
That soft life is getting me down.
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Fallen On Hard Times
Fallen on hard times --- but it feels good to know
That milk and honeys just around the bend.
Running on bad lines --- wed better run as we go,
Tear up, tear up the overdraft again.
Oh, dear prime minister --- its all such a mess.
Go right ahead and pull the rotten tooth.
Oh, mr. president --- youve been put to the test.
Come clean, for once, and hit us with the truth.
Looking for sunshine --- oh but its black and its cold
Yet, you say that milk and honeys just round the bend.
Giving us a hard time, my friends
Handing us the same line again.
Fallen on hard times --- and theres nowhere to hide
Now theyve re-possessed the rolls royce and the mink.
Turning on the peace sign --- and its back to the wood.
Soon there will be raised a holy stink.
Somebody wake me. Ive been sleeping too long.
Oh, I dont have to take this lying down.
You can keep your promises. shove 'em where they belong.
Dont ask me to the party --- wont be around.
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Strip Cartoon
Fish and chips, sandpaper lips and a rainy pavement.
Soho lights, another night --- thinking of you.
Black cat, sat on a wall, winks at me darkly.
Suggesting ways and means that I might win a smile ---
As you leave the place where you work until 12.30
And the policemen nods as you pass along his beat.
Sweaty feet, troubled brow -- were all in the same game, lady.
Lifes no bowl of cherries --- its a black and white strip cartoon.
Ive been warned that you and your friends are crazy
As from your hearts you bare your parts to the gentlemen,
Who, while they drool, trying to keep cool,
Spill their scotch and water.
But Im not that way, I must say --- Id much prefer to see
You in your texturised rubber rainwear around 12.30.
Come and play shades of grey in my black and white strip cartoon.
Strip cartoon is all Im after.
Strip cartoon is all I crave ---
So come to my place around 12.30
'cos Im a leading politician
At a dangerous age.
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