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FROM THE MULTI-POLAR MIND OF A RECOVERING EX-USER
not poetry, not purposeful, not pretending
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Showing posts with label songs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label songs. Show all posts
Saturday, 4 August 2012
Song-Poems
I prefer poems that rhyme,
I guess that is what makes them songs;
And I also prefer poems which have crystal-clear drum-like rhythms
Where the words don't fall awkwardly over each other, and stuff.
Yeah
Wednesday, 22 June 2011
Yeah yeah yeah
I could write top pop songs
That go "boom boom boom boom
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah"
Say things like: "My bedroom's
For just you only girl
And when I call your phone
You make me hot and moan
I'll buy you lots of bling
And you can kiss my ring".
But I hate most pop songs
Don't want big hits or gongs
Or tussles with King Kongs
So all those dumb cliches
"Are yours babe" - so I says
That those who crave this pap
Their brains will turn to crap
And if all rights turn wrongs
I still won't write pop songs.
That go "boom boom boom boom
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah"
Say things like: "My bedroom's
For just you only girl
And when I call your phone
You make me hot and moan
I'll buy you lots of bling
And you can kiss my ring".
But I hate most pop songs
Don't want big hits or gongs
Or tussles with King Kongs
So all those dumb cliches
"Are yours babe" - so I says
That those who crave this pap
Their brains will turn to crap
And if all rights turn wrongs
I still won't write pop songs.
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