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Where does old graffiti go?
Where'd my old graffiti go?
I woz there, I woz
Permanent marker and etched on brick
Stick my name stick my name stick my name
Tag
I woz it.
Where does old graffiti go?
Bricked up
Wiped off
Worn away
And now I have nothing to write!
Strange Greetings.
I wish it was you, and not me
Even though you'd feel the way I feel now
You'd be alive
You'd be free
You could get o-ver me.
I wish it was me, and not you
Listening to our favourite song, and see-ing
Something we used to know
Something that had to go.
When we were together
We said it was forever
Now I'm here without [...]
5 Years Time
I'd known Tommy since he was a boy
Played my affections like they were one of his toys
We grew up together
We went out together
I'd call him my first real love.
But I never stopped to think what he'd be like in 5 years time
Never stopped to wonder if he had dreams like mine
A boy on the wrong [...]
Post Yesterday
After yesterday
Did I really need to write another song?
A drawling melody
That moves a sad story along.
I should have taken it out
I should have taken it out on you
The final line in my notebook reads; "Taken it out; my flatmate, my coworkers". Not sure where I was going with this, and I'm curious why I said [...]
Misdemeanour
She was brought in on a misdemeanour
But she was guilty of a greater crime
She had bitten off the hand that feeds her
She'd been playing with the hands of time
I should have known there was something about her
I should have seen it in the way she stood
She was hovering two feet above the ground
And she had [...]
She heard from him again today…
She heard from him again today
Just to say that he's O.K
Not up to much
Just work
The gym
Wondered if she'd thought of him
Connect on Facebook?
As the cool kids do
You can read about me
I can learn about you
Remember when?
We went here....
I still have the photos
You and me
That carefree summer
Responsibility sucks
Yours, always
The Position
They're working out their position now
Where do we stand on how?
Moving Christmas forward further still
Can we get away with another coup?
Will people wonder where the Easter Bunny's gone too?
A year is no longer measured in days
But media opportunites where the consumer pays
THROW YOUR MONEY OVER HERE!
FEELINGS FOR SALE NOW!
Sympathy comes at little cost
Guilt the commodity [...]
The Brain the Muscle the Fool
Inspired by Saved by the Bell (I am an 80's boy after all!)
The Brain, the Muscle, the Fool
One in every school
Of each
Of all
Walking down the hall
With their bags
Of books
Of gym
Tools to make a fool of "him"
The Brain the Muscle the Fool
One in every school
Best - fit
Mis - fit
Teachers pet
And at the end of it all; [...]
I loved the 80’s