Tuesday, 31 July 2012

Multicolored

Multicolored
many colored sea
the lite keeps painting
continualy

Off the Agean coast                           White horse flying
in the Grecian sea                               over yor head
shades the waves displayed                can't imagine it
are waded thru for free                       dream instead

                                                            Got wings                            Why didn't you think
By the eye                                            equine eye                           of paying taxes
sea blurs to the sky                              people live forever               for the poor 
which one mirrors which                      then just die                         now yo're paying
the colors                                                                                          for the score
are so seeable                                       Live as immortals
they're immensely rich                         riders of clouds                   That you
                                                             play chess with them           didn't like
                                                             those in shrouds                   to pay a penny
Multicolored                                                                                     to the disadvantaged many
can't be fuller                                       Got wings
many colored sea                                 those who die                       Yo're not heroes
and you can't imagine it                       got winged sandals               keeping hordes
til you see it                                          to meet with sky                  under yor floorboards
seemingly beyond
inventory                                              Live on longer                      Without tax
                                                             than can in life                       the rich get lax
                                                             cut this earth cord                  and now you've
Off the Agean coast                             with blunt knife                     spent it all
in the Grecian see                                                                               on the rich men
multicolored                                         Got wings                              of yor fall
many colored                                        forevermore
more than you think                              if death                                  Tax tax
can there ever be.                                  you looked for                       now yo're taxed
                                                               if just the ground                  with keeping
                                                              you saw                                  yor country afloat
                                                              you found you got wings       King of Grecia's   
                                                              before you withdraw              unruly goat
                                                               got wings                               tax tax
                                                               cloud maiden sings                you were lax
                                                               laurel wreathes                      with finances
                                                               on you pour.                          you were dining out
                                                                                                              when you should
                                                                                                              have been
                                                                                                              paying tax
                                                                                                              and helping all
                                                                                                              those strugglers out.
Boats float there where
the aquamarine sea
floods the air
you never thout
couldn't prepare
for the time
that Dido didn't care

Fire wold dare                                    Stop the war
she woldn't spare                                start the peace
anyone living there                             its time to wear
in Crete you lived                               not fite for     
in dangeros air                                    the golden fleece

                                                            Increase on nothing
O Minoan                                            the peacefulness
close by Atlantis there                        like the white
do not dare                                           of the maiden's dress
do not dare
flee the island if you can                     Not under duress
if you care                                            stop the war
                                                             start the peace
                                                              Troy's doors
Leave behind the minotaur                    no more release 
and a piece of string
leave behind the vases                          Increase upon nothing
and all the prayers you bring                nice emptiness
here's volcano                                       and you can watch
here's the sting                                      large daisies growing
and Dido doesn't care                            for the earth's green dress
about a thing
                                                              Sometimes there's a silence 
                                                              you've not got to fill
Do not dare                                           you can go longer living
do not dare                                             by not going into kill
because Queen Dido
didn't care                                              Sometimes there's an absence
you can hide                                           of blood upon the fields
you think                                                sometimes peacefulness
on hills in caves                                      is what the tumolt yields
when the volcano misbehaves
                                                                Increase on nothing  
                                                                nice peacefulness
Nothing saves                                          stop the war
so                                                             start the piece
do not dare                                               shut the wooden horse
do not dare                                               door
Atlantis gliders take to air                        don't launch one ship
use wood computers                                 none is more
to work out there                                      yo'll increase on nothing
but you'll only compute                            if you stop the war.
to do not dare.

Get Be Good

Living on the streets
giving of my best
you know I'm gonna
get be good
when down to the test

Its in the blood                                In the hood
gonna get be good                           there's blood
as I shold be                                     in family
I'm gonna give out dreams               all's good
to my vaccinity
                                                         No shold                                Don't say won't
                                                         just what would                      don't be outta joint
Aint gonna fade                               gonna take it over                   wi me
tho I delayed                                    this time in clover                   trust see
gonna shine extra fine                      moreover                                I'm just
as I shold                                          I say                                        against mistrust me
get be good                                       gotta dream against
this life I lead'll                                 dismay                                    Aint rust
be mine                                              real is ambition                      aint bust
                                                          feel now my mission              got my fingers  
                                                          we'll get today                         on the crust
Got a destination                                                                               and I aint letting go
got an outline                                    In the hood
gonna shine                                       all's good                                 Am fine
rite out there                                      shold you                                 no resign
extra fine                                           find the way                             commercial rip off
gonna be                                            its my kind                               aint no hip hop
so yo're gonna see                              I aint resigned                          no stop
its in the blood                                   to givin way                             gettin going on me
gonna show                                        in the end
as I shold                                            I depend                                   There should be rule
get be good.                                        on word                                    against rapper
                                                            I'm gonna beat                         goin back to school
                                                            yor blurb                                   and sayin don't do
                                                            am gonna defeat you                as I done
                                                            kick you                                    don't fire that gun
                                                            to the kerb                                from the start
                                                                                                              hypocrite
                                                            Kicking kicking                        It don't fit
                                                             I aint sticking                           its stupid to pull it
                                                            in the hood                                when you lived on
                                                             all's good                                  that bullet
                                                              got family                                hey try me
                                                              word.                                       I got peaceful history
                                                                                                              I'm not in the
                                                                                                              mainstream me
                                                                                                               I aim to shoot
                                                                                                              those gangsters down
                                                                                                               with disdain
                                                                                                               in refrain
                                                                                                               with my frown

                                                                                                               It aint cool
                                                                                                               it aint cool
                                                                                                               to go back to school
                                                                                                               when you no longer cool
                                                                                                               don't flip don't fool
                                                                                                               yo're going 360
                                                                                                               it aint cool.

Time
never against
me now
be future
somehow

Gonna invent                                 Nothing was                                       
not gonna prevent                           like everything is
gonna fly past seconds                   in the moment
in minutes                                       this is the bizz
gonna overlarge minute
                                                        Here now
                                                        show you how
Cos me                                            what is today's
you can't refute                                wow
gonna come down
quick that schute                              Want this thing
no boot                                              this current ring
is gonna tread me down                    don't want to measure
cos I come                                         a piece of string
from bounceback town
                                                          This I receive
                                                           is what I bring
Time never                                         hail to
against me now                                  the new king
and I aint gonna cloud it
I show how                                        Wanna shine
in this smile                                        want the fine
thru gray day                                       don't want some
y'all gonna hear me say                       dead man's
no boot                                                old outline
gonna tread me down
cos I come                                           Wanna shine  
from bounceback town.                       want lives of nine
                                                             want different things
                                                             not indifferent to

                                                             Cos I'm coming to
                                                             where I'm up to now
                                                             don't want to work out
                                                             wanna show how
                                                             Wanna shine
                                                              with all that's fine
                                                              sublime
                                                              Wanna shine
                                                               with all that's mine
                                                              the new thing
                                                               Wanna shine
                                                               with the now
                                                               don't want to work out
                                                               wanna show how.       

Look For Yam

Look for yam
for sweet potato
in the fiery heat
burn them in the campfire
good enough to eat

Look for yam                            Never found water     
aboriginal                                  where was fire
its in yor                                     40 degrees
original genes                            no liar

                                                   Never found water             Swim well
Yam is sweet potato                   ever                                    Swim well
desert food of dreams                 water                                 better ring that bell
just enough calories                    for fire                               got a tale to tell
for the wanderer                          fire is nature                      there's an endless well
it seems                                       if you enquire                    of Austrailians
                                                                                               who swim well 
                                                                                                swim well
                                                    Found water                       swim well as you
Yam is sweet potato                    never found water
neat enough                                 to alter fire                        Its true yo're brout up
to satisfy your means                  lit by sun                            on the water
                                                    natural fun                         you never alter
                                                    rain won't be                       in swimming well
Look for yam                              a choir                                hell to you is dry land
and you will find it                                                                swim well
resplendent                                  In a big truck                     as you do
in its dusty gleams                       chucking metal 
                                                     in the back of it                 Its true yo're brout up
                                                     giant sand pit                     to swim well
Yam is sweet                                in Austrailia                      its everything
sweet potato                                                                            you do
treat within yor means.                And when the                     anything else
                                                      fire comes                          you haven't a clue
                                                     no liar                                 outside that wavey blue
                                                     40 degrees                          do accrue
                                                     you'll never                         medals
                                                     put it out                             from swimming well
                                                      entire                                  you 
                                                      you'll never
                                                      no never                             Yo're set on
                                                      find no water                      swimming better
                                                      for fire.                               you never do
                                                                                                 who can tell
                                                                                                 when you swim well
                                                                                                 the best that you
                                                                                                 can do.

In a suit
cute cute
runs a hooded suit
runs for Austrailia
as original aboriginal
in a hero's suit

Superhero running hard               Time to find a way
from the outback yard                   to build a road
no bard                                          time to draw a line
could write more poeticaly           to start to unload
yor finish
on the winning line                       Give up on the emptiness
in a hero's suit                               give in to the lonliness
look so cute                                    only you know
in a hooded suit                             how to make it

                                                       You want to succeed
Run for Austrailia                          want to be freed
original aboriginal                          not just remain
across the finish line                      time to build a road
winning in the                                over this too much rain 
race for yor race
the present you outpace                 Strait lines can get somewhere
dressed for the future                      more than round
in a hero's suit                                 yo've got to deliver
beyond refute                                  all that you have found
you look so cute                              there must be a sound
in a hooded suit                               to resound

                                                         Make a way across
streamline                                        the lonely ground
shine outlined                                   build a road
in a hero's suit                                  find a way
cute to boot                                       to make everthing ok
beyond refute
in a hooded suit.                               Build a road
                                                          and you can find
                                                          some peace of mind
                                                          cos you can communicate
                                                          with yor kind
                                                          you can ennumerate
                                                          that you are kind
                                                           in this desert
                                                           you just feel blind
                                                           build a road
                                                           let all yor wanderings
                                                           yor walkabouts unwind
                                                            build a road
                                                           to tell what's on yor mind.

Grid Gone Down

Hindered in India
by the power cuts
by using too much power
the whole system shuts

Six million people                      Curry plant
affected                                       do surplant
the current needed                       the need for meat
deflected                                      where the physical
                                                    and the spiritual
                                                     do meet
The grid gone down
in silent town                               Curry plant                      Can't expect
back to rural                                 grow                                to walk
pursuit                                           in the vegetarian             when others run
                                                      kingdom so                     can't expect
Electricity won't respark              Aromatic leaf                   to spoil
after usage beyond                       beyond belief                   everyone else's fun
disrepute                                       yo're the chief                  match fixing
                                                      yo're relief
                                                      for cooking                      Its not cricket 
The grid gone down                      looking for                       yor cheating
in silent town                                 the curry plant                 yorself
darkness reigns                              in a hurry                          shame on yor wealth
by nite                                            to decant
because one person                        the sauce                          Can't expect
used one extra lite                          of course                          to be noble 
                                                        yo're raising                    when you
                                                        the heat                            hobble on
Six million people                           in force                            robbing the truth
in India                                                                                    of all its proof
in silent town                                  Curry plant
the grid gone down                         the miracle                       Its not cricket
once                                                 the invented                     match fixing
of great renown.                              pinnacle                            its not cricket
                                                         Curry plant                      yor betwixting
                                                         grows
                                                         we know                          Can't expect runs
                                                          in vegetarian                    when you walk
                                                         kingdom so                      can't believe
                                                         look to cook                      all yor talk
                                                         curry plant
                                                          where you go.                  Don't believe it
                                                                                                   its not cricket
                                                                                                   match fixing
                                                                                                   you always trick it

                                                                                                   Yo're not brout up
                                                                                                    on fair play
                                                                                                    the English left
                                                                                                     early in day.

Some don't drink
the water
if they're not used
some falter with the food
the cook's the one's accused

If yo're not used to the climate                    Flies are always with us
if the heat you hate                                      where there's food around
then yo're resigned to yor fate                     in the outdoor markets
when yo're in India                                      of the bartering sound
without all the things you know
and you can't assimilate to cultures             Flies fly hardly ever  
in a 40 degree glow                                      they stay around this place
                                                                      too many of them
                                                                     for too little space
Look for shade
book into shadow                                         Nuisance and a hinderence
the elephant's at the window                         in every single second
of yor small hotel                                          not with these winged things
and if this sunshine you could sell                had you reckoned
you'd mark how fly heat fell
                                                                       Tiny mites
                                                                        in yor site
When yo're in India                                        the musin cover's tite
and yo're not quite the type                             just hope not many of them
and yo're as dry                                               want to take a bite
as that snake                                                    take flite
that dances to a pipe                                        flies fly
                                                                         tho hardly ever
                                                                         you never seem to do 
When yo're in India                                         flies fly
its like yo're not yorself                                   so we don't 
and you can't buy some cool                            have to try
with any of yor wealth.                                    to ward them off
                                                                          til we die
                                                                          til we start to cry

                                                                          Flies fly
                                                                          to take off now
                                                                          on you we rely.