the curtains are down, but they’ll soon reveal a most inter-esting play the lights are dimmed round the stages keel the strings all finding A the woodwinds leap to lead the charge oh how the notes do fester the curtain’s up on our little dirge act I, Jesus Christ, Child-molester Here’s a man of 33, [...]

if silenece is golden, then I must be made of lead and if looking through someone elses eyes is easy then I say it’s something to which I must be led i am not some starry minded aging hipster, dizzy with a purple haze of spirtual pornography, and dread, for the bleak and unrelenting truth [...]

yo ho ho, and a bottle of rum a pirate’s life is the total sum of the drum’n pulse of the beat’n sun and that sun, beats as one yo ho ho, and a bottle of rum yo ho ho and a bottle of rum no man’s free, as he could be Fiddle dee dee, [...]

For a feeling of freedom often finds distress abounding and a sense of daring seeks a release of all resounding in the quick and dreary mind of futures fated fortunes lies a prediction of undreamt pasts unlived and unloved to be Death in all that is wanton and wished for, dreamed a clear vision of [...]

things are far worse than you feared, and life is but a grind we’re all in little boxes here, to escape are we disinclined We decorate our prison cells with lots of fluff and frills, how slowly do they pestle us down, like wheat within the mills With quarters small, here’s the tour, let me [...]