Potted Copy Paste |
My mute former mate is frustrating And so it goes And the years just see her muse And beauty growDon't stand outside my house, rightDon't sing Regret down the phoneIn the middle of the nightBut y...
Posted by on Sat, 26 Jul 2008 18:23:00 GMT |
Tony Wilson Experience; Random witterings on |
The Tony Wilson Experience, Urbis, Manchester 21/06/08.
As I begin to write this, the whole shebang only finished a little over 10 hours ago and already its been logged, blogged and flogged back to l...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Jun 2008 15:05:00 GMT |
It all sounds the same to me |
Right up my streetStealing postal orders to spend in jail, The clink My friends think philistines hate Israel Pretty much by yourself in wanting better things Sniffing cider, drink butane by the swing...
Posted by on Tue, 13 May 2008 11:42:00 GMT |
Werk dans progresz... |
You say I'm strange and all mixed upBut you still oliveLeave me aloneDon't stand outside my house, right?Don't sing Regret down the phoneIn the middle of the nightBut you still olive
Posted by on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 05:38:00 GMT |
More? Christ on a bike! |
Early mid-90’s By Stephen Peter Aldcroft aged 30 and three quarters
PE teachers that sling at you with top-spin To sing was never an option Lessons from the birds, the bees among us Innocence l...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 11:16:00 GMT |
Fick and Thast |
Stevens Cat
Glib. Live your lifeWe’ll cross that bridge When we piss on it Switch and be happy Some kid said Daddys a dickhead Give the thick a badge And stand well back Kiss the slags ...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 12:52:00 GMT |
A lot of a bit of shit |
The English End
You’re lifeless A sans Emu Rod HullFull of blood on the roof of my carIt was windyYou climbed too highlyI’m Vini Reilly without a guitarYour chain snapped A...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 12:44:00 GMT |
Cruisin’ an’ Jewellery |
A star carressed for sure The very best, are blessedYou're the girl next doorI'm an elastoplast and thats fineThat tattoo on your mothers spineThe last of the cast of the summ...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Mar 2008 12:12:00 GMT |
Another Nude Pony. It is inconsequential but evokes memories of happy times. |
Grande. Nationale.
All bets are on and the household is tenseA nine year olds half-way fifty penceThis horse is fast but his heartbeat is fasterDried blood under Mickey Mouse plasterHe...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 02:40:00 GMT |
Poems are just suicide notes for those wholl never do it. |
Salford (re)Arms Dedicated to Lee.Good morning fellow citizensI trust we're well and full of vitaminsOn the buses from our missusThe silent sleeper kisses your armAnd we areWhat we are.This line acros...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 18:57:00 GMT |
