Let us fight together
Meaning can be found
It is all around
In poor’s pain
In acid rain
Humanity cries
Water dries
Time runs fast
Let’s fight
till we last
Revolution – rock n roll
Shut the gate, shut the gate
Right in the face of the enemy you hate
Shut the gate, shut the gate,
Shut, shut, shut, shut
Shut the gate
Iron minds, long marches,
Picket arches, barricades
Shut the gate, shut the gate
Shut, shut, shut, shut
Shut the gate
Power brokers, men with guns,
Electrocuted, maimed, stunned,
it is invariably just too late
Shut the gate, shut the gate
Shut, shut, shut, shut
Shut the gate
Fire at will, how many to kill
they will keep…coming still,
Diabolical, abominable nanny state
Shut the gate, shut the gate,
Shut, shut, shut, shut
Shut the gate
Right in the face of the enemy you hate
Just keep going, never ever stop
Thick headed forces, penny will drop
Shut the gate, shut the gate,
Shut, shut, shut, shut
Shut the gate
Danube
Oh mighty Danube speak to me
Tell me whereabouts of dear Count
Do you see him, is he still around?
I have been everywhere
in search for his sight
No single trace of him, nor his might
Dark marks on soft skins
of pure beauties and dames
If you see him
Give him my name
Desperately in need
That’s why I came
Too much suffering
my heart has a hole
Can he please bite me
and remove my soul
Who am I
Should I be proud
or humble
fly high
or stumble
in front of you
without any class
a cheap imitation
of who I was
Thrill seekers
Are you ready for a thriller,
Whodunit mysterious killer,
Sob through misery,
Dance desirously,
Have a knack for passion
Perhaps an eye for fashion
Come and play with us
Lyrics are known
Bodies are shown
Ready for romance,
Perhaps for a moment or so,
Shops are set,
Dry nights or wet,
Entertainments abound
Deafening sounds
By the time it’s early morn
Best friends become enemy sworn
This is where all happens
Smooth sailing trappings
Dreams are made overnight
Hazy ruined foresight
Come play with us Sunny
all we want is your money
Then shutters!
Quark chase
demons on my tail
my rescue set to fail
Ignoring their wrath
deep in the space
I followed your path
just to see you again smiling
Rations
Wait for rations
all hours in a day
Someone somewhere
wastes away
double standards
are here to stay
rich have millions
and games to play
poor do rise
have your say
your say matters
in rags and tatters
we won’t let you live
until you give
up in the smoke
wealth croaks
humanity triumphs
vanity limps
end hegemony
burn fake money
food you produce
all yours to eat
Rations for rich
who don’t know
how to cook
let alone sow
that is only just
rise we must
All that jazz
Moonwalking tarmac mile
smooth feet, broad smile
work doesn’t have to be
full of boredom, stench bile
never paid millions for what I do
admit though, I have got style
Stubborn
I live where
modernity is unable
to break through barriers
disabled by customs
Underground change
will derange, exchange
long held traditions
new generation
adopt, adapt style
resistance is futile
still I will die fighting
Pièce de résistance
thought passes through
light years of contemplation
ingrained in the fabric of the universe
after billion books were written, read and memorised
all in the name of love of I
it is never you,
if it is, it is never true
day will come and death will knock
the redemption door will stay shut
until I is left in a thick, dreadful rut
and a journey commences
to discover the soul denied
how body concealed and heart lied
life beyond self, sitting on the shelf
the first, middle and the last book
of devotion, selfless emotion, agape
distant evolution, of kind
not considered worthy of mention, before
what could have been the intention
of such worthless, clueless thought,
opinions of sages sought,
to defeat hope, desire of something before I
I commences scouting, shouting abuse
at green shoots, inkling of new,
uncharted galaxy, time bends, skew
perception, accept reception of end
lend a hand, be that of destiny
annihilate I, old adversary, good bye
Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything 