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killer is king

mein kraft

celluloid mind

From the album Mein Kraft Jan 2019

Yes we all make mistakes, it's our

Natural state, our default condition and

Some are big some are small but the

Big ones hold on to us, keep on reminding us

Words you should have said. Things you could have done.

Near death experience. Memories that stick to you.

Record. Rewind. Replay. Watch it

Over again; see the choices you should have made.

Record. Rewind. Replay. Relive

All of your greatest hits on constant repeat

And you wish you could just press delete

It's a blessing of sorts to have

Video playback hardwired in your cranium

And it can be a curse

Well we all have those times we'd prefer to obliterate

Some try alcohol. To forget it all.

Take the pain away. Blur the memory.

Record. Rewind. Replay. Watch it

Over again; see the choices you should have made.

Record. Rewind. Replay. Relive

All of your greatest hits on constant repeat

And you wish you could just press delete

If you give me a choice

Then I'd rather have memory than face the alternative

Well the trick is to stick

To the times that you got it right, if you can swing it but

You're not in control, somewhere deep below

There's a masochist inside all of us

Record. Rewind. Replay. Watch it

Over again; see the choices you should have made.

Record. Rewind. Replay. Relive

All of your greatest hits on constant repeat

And you wish you could just press delete

killer is king

From the album Mein Kraft Jan 2019

A free press is a cornerstone of a

21st century enlightened democracy

To keep a watch on the high and mighty

But beware, there are those out there who have

Different opinions, money and minions

And they believe they can act as they please

Speak truth to power: a dangerous pursuit

If you point out the King is in his birthday suit

You're naked too, and you might just catch a cold

Cry freedom; scream "enough" but you

Just can't hide from the Big Bad wolf

Special forces here in our midst

Step out of line and you're on their list

Watch your back; be afraid of

State sponsored assasination

It's a terrible world we're living in

Where the killer is king

So who'll watch the watchmen, who'll take the risk

If they feel free to murder the journalists

And the Government just gives a slap on the wrist ?

Where does this end if dictatorships just

Do as they please, extinguish their critics and

Walk rough shod over law and order?

What does it say about our malaise if we

Just walk away and let them escape, it's a

Line in the sand and we need to make a stand

Cry freedom; scream "enough" but you

Just can't hide from the Big Bad Wolf

Special forces here in our midst

Step out of line and you're on their list

Watch your back; be afraid of

State sponsored assasination

It's a terrible world we're living in

Where the killer is king

Justice

A contest

Human rights or national interest?

Morality

Economy

Poisonous diplomacy

Madmen

Without end

We can fight them or we can bend

lizard nation

From the album Mein Kraft Jan 2019

You see them everywhere, every place you go, you see them

Shuffling around your local Tesco Extra

There's nothing there, a thousand yard stare looking at the

Spaces inbetween, the quantum extreme

Walking dead with a reptile in the head, cold

Heart, cold eyes, parasitically lobotomised

No emotion, not a flicker of a smile and never

Trust a crocodile - just keep your arms

Inside the boat, if you want to stay afloat,

If you want to stay alive, don't listen to their lies

Open up your eyes, and see the truth

Watch out for the men in shades and suits

They're here for subjugation

Welcome to the lizard nation

Nobody knows exactly when they came along, but it

Seems to be around about the turn of the Millenium

When mass communication first became a thing, when the

Internet got faster - and people stopped listening

All the time they were waiting for the day that

Technology would open up the super highway

In a wave they invaded our senses

Assuming control, destroying our defences

So feel the need for the drip-drip-feed of the

Social media co-dependency

Open up your eyes, and see the truth

Watch out for the men in shades and suits

They're here for subjugation

Welcome to the lizard nation

So check your phone again

Instructions coming in

It's so Pavlovian

Stimulation/response/stimulation/response

I can see them I can see them and it's filling me with dread

I close my eyes but

I can hear them I can hear them I can hear them in my head

A flashing light and a

Notification

And I must pay attention

This is communication

Welcome to the lizard nation

stars

From the album Mein Kraft Jan 2019

Walking down the street, ten feet off the ground

Can't believe my luck 'cos I have found

A reason to believe again, a reason to live

A flower amidst the desolation

A new day dawns; I can feel the

Thaw, see the ice retreat where the sun warms

The ground beneath my feet

I see the sky; through misty eyes

I thank the

Stars that sent you here to me

And darling don't you leave

Remembering my bad days, down in the hole

A man without a heart, without a soul

Without a sense of purpose, lost at sea

Until you came along and rescued me

You picked me up; You dried my

Eyes, you changed my mind, now the world doesn't

Seem quite so unkind

I hope and pray; You’re here to stay

I thank the

Stars that sent you here to me

And darling don't you leave

Advancing through the chances, holding the line,

I've got my guardian angel at my side

We walk the path together, singing in tune

But leave each other lot's of room to be ourselves

And it's Christmas Day; No words can say

I don't need to find a shiny present

Underneath the Christmas tree

You're all I want; You're all I need

I thank the

Stars that sent you here to me

And darling don't you leave

And it's Christmas Day; No words can say

I don't need to find a shiny present

Underneath the Christmas tree

You're all I want; You're all I need

I thank the

Stars that sent you here to me

And darling don't you leave

when i'm gone

From the album Mein Kraft Jan 2019

You tell me jump, and I just smile

You tell me run, I run a mile

You tell me go to hell, well I'll give it a try

But I don't like the dry heat much

You make my life a misery

You suck the happy out of me

You make me weep before I go to sleep

But I'm not getting much these days

You won't get off my funking back

You crack the whip and dig your

Spurs into my flanks, and I say "thanks" sarcastically

But what I mean is

Find yourself another

Stupid motherfunker

Sick of dancing to your

Rancid tune and so I'm

Making plans for my

Escape, I'm getting out

I hope you miss me when I'm

Gone

I've had a go, I've tried to be

The man you seem to want to see

(But) I don't believe that anyone

Can match your wishes to a T

That kind of Saint is just a dream

A man with patience so extreme

He'd make Mahatma Gandhi look like

A messed up psycho speed freak

And I'm just sick of being seen

As an excuse for a human being

It seems you need to look elsewhere

Well I don't care now

Find yourself another

Stupid motherfunker

Sick of dancing to your

Rancid tune and so I'm

Making plans for my

Escape, I'm getting out

I hope you miss me when I'm

Gone

So it's time for me to bid you

Adieu

We'll both be better off, believe me,

I'm sure

And when you realise exactly what

You've lost

(Don't do the) same next time

With the next in line

Just be more kind

Don't shed a tear, don't waste your words

Nothing you say or do will turn

This ship around, too late to learn

Your lesson, find compassion

Don't try to saddle me with guilt

This is a construct that you built

All by yourself with bricks of hate

And now you see the cracks too late

You had your chance, you could have changed

But hey I understand your pain

It must be tough to always be

The one who's right eternally

Find yourself another

Stupid motherfunker

Sick of dancing to your

Rancid tune and so I'm

Making plans for my

Escape, I'm getting out I

Hope you miss me when I'm

Gone

I hope you miss me when I'm

Gone

I hope you miss me when I'm

Gone

life on the streets

From the album Mein Kraft Jan 2019

Stagger through town with a skinful of beer in you

Trip over boxes, or so it appears to you

Boxes that move and that curse and then scream at you

Somebody's bed and you just kicked them in the head

Not your fault, well how could you have guessed?

And they shouldn't be sleeping there, making a mess

Begging for pennies and making you nervous

Smackheads and alkies, paedos and perverts

Life on the streets

Boss wants a word, there's a bit of a problem

Sorry old chap but your role is redundant

Down to the Job Centre, looking for charity

Landlord is chasing for rent money constantly

So it starts with a small loan to help you pay

With an interest rate that takes your breath away

Down you spiral with debt that's beyond belief

Til it all gets too much and you hand back the keys

Life on the streets

Sofa surfing, your mates are supporting you

But there's only so long they'll put up with you

Well you've still got the car, you can sleep in there

Til they take it to pay off your creditors

Down and out, there's way to climb back so you

Bite the bullet and get in that sleeping bag

In a doorway, you're out of the rain with a

Can in your hand and with fear in your brain

Life on the streets

big blue

From the album Mein Kraft Jan 2019

There's a hill to climb to reach your goal

There's another right behind it

Every time you think you're on a roll

Lady luck will show you different

No rest for the wicked, just keep

Kicking back against the pressure

Unless you have the ticket to a

Life of leisure, freedom, pleasure

Well it's pretty plain to see

This life's a lottery

Three steps forward two steps back

In the face of a howling winter gale

Still making progress on the track

Still aiming for the Holy Grail

No escape from the prison, just keep

Grinning as you tred the wheel

No parole, no remission it's a

Life sentence with no appeal

The alternatives don't look that great

So make the best of what is on your plate

Pay your money, place your bet

Pray to God to not forget you

All you need's a little hope

A little help so you can cope

A chance to take away the chains

A little freedom from your pain

Reprieve from digging in the dirt

A chance to breathe

Every cloud is an opportunity

Every knock just makes you stronger

Every time there's a door slammed in your face

Keep knocking on another

Don't lose your faith, just keep on

Singing while you swing your hammer

Break down the wall and let the

Sunlight flood into the slammer

Keep going through the darkest night

Don't give up or you'll lose the fight

And just remember that you're not alone

There's billions more who know exactly what you're going through

On the big blue wheel

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