The Rat Watchers

They see you moving in your house.

Sneaky, slippery, stinking louse.

Threatening all and lady how’s

This helping anyone?

Look what you’ve done!

Hada have your fun.

But not at their expense!

Lady, you’ve no defense!

Put that mask on!

Soon it will dawn

That you must change your thinking.

Lady, you start drinking…

The koolaid.

And be afraid

For those who do not drink it.

Just A Little Cracking Skull

They were close.

Too close.

They must be stopped.

Someone oughta call a cop.

Tackle boy and punch him down.

Stop him acting like a clown.

Drag him into court in town.

Judge address him with a frown.

Keep it up boy going down.

Slap kid into solitary.

Sheeple watching oh so wary.

This mine doesn’t need canary.

We all sleep as one now.

They All Did The High Jump

When dude said shit

They went with it and

Everyone held their breath.

They strapped shit on

And missing songs

Whistling was verboten.

See now they had forgotten.

What a smile looked like

And one long night

Bare faces were indecent.

Let Shit Be

Disturbed, he was and

Just because

He hit the kill switch hard.

It was a place too far.

He was lost inside

Where life had died

But he could not bury life.

The shovel handle bites.

Bitch will not cut

Stuck in this rut

They hafta dig the hole themselves.

Somewhere Time

Early or late, you could find this great

And grateful man at play.

He would play along all day.

You would never hear him say

That’s it, I’m done.

No longer fun.

No, I’m undone.

No, on the run.

Just nodding, plodding

Knowing this and that.

Knowing nothing’s right

Til beheld by the beholder.

Oh The Stuff He Don’t Know!

Magic works because slight jerks

Make for empty hands

Bird filled cans

He dead pans…

The audience

For anyone paying attention.

Don’t think he would mention

The ever building tension

Where did they go?

Could it be so?

Votes vaneesh like magic!

Ya The Future’s Right Here

The earth looks flat, but it’s not.

The game seems rigged, but it’s not.

The bastards smile when they’re caught

Living in the cookie jar.

They go so very far

To prove to you.

It ain’t what they do.

They will pooh pooh pooh.

Any light shone.

Where they’ve gone.

To the bathroom right in front of you.

Lookit that poo on your shoe!

You Shoulda Learned Bat Shit Crazy

When the world is silly

And acting willy nilly

Do you head for the hilly?

Do you face down Billy?

Cause Billy got a billy club

That he’d love

To hard shove

Hand in glove

From above

The orders come

Shut them down!

Knock them down!

Put them down!

Or they’ll bunch up

Scrunch up

Their noses, they’re growling!

Ho dammit now they’re howling!

Man, they’re out for blood!

It’s their blood they’re after…

They want it back.

Yo Broadcast

Urine trouble mister fox.

You do this only if you dox.

You’re not giving any fucks.

And its big time in the big house.

Take it, take a bigass dose.

Plunge, you sinner.

No beginner.

Has a right to.

What you do.

It’s a sad day

In every way.

Take a shark dank

Anda pounda dank.

Sit away some

As you come undone

Take a big drag

Off your fag

Did the ground shake?

Did your house take

A tumble, a rumble?

Who’s at the front door?

Buddy could go for

A splitski.

To be free.

Like a moment.

Lucifer I Commend Thee

Ain’t no fight in Beelzebub.

Guy’s all shits and giggles.

She ain’t blow jobs but

Knows who does.

Slewfoot’s eyebrow squishy squiggles.

Smile there man! Ain’t this fun?

You so lucky son of a gun!

Look at what your goood frien done!

You goan straight to heaven…

Here, get in.

The Exit Had A Pile That The Entrance Didn’t Have

They all showed up for the party.

Indignant and foolhardy.

Danced with the music.

Then, just when they think

Shit’s done hitting the fan.

Cracks show there was no plan.

Blood in the harbor.

That’s just where they were!

Lookit me close now.

We’re in a bind.

Someone must find

The courage we lack.

We ain’t going back.

Welcome to it ain’t normal.

His Name Was Lick And He Got Hit Alot

They were short on the float

Money was missing.

Which meant they’d be kissing

This job goodbye.

It’s do or die.

We all will fry

Cept for one guy…

He getting licked to death.

As Nice As A Bitch Can Be

She would love you in the eye

And eat your heart out.

She would say that she’s okay.

Then cry your heart out.

She would stutter and she’d stammer.

She would wail you with bitch hammer

And you’d love it, hug it, shove it

So far up your hope pipe

No rational thought could sneak by

Cause bitch, she loves you.

Tho she’s above you.

On the food chain.

There’s no gain.

Just keep playin’

Let her say it…

Bitch loves you.

When God Stopped Working And It Didn’t Get Hot

The hands had risen

Or stayed down by each side.

And two great nations from

The same side collide.

Smitten by minds which

Had been fried.

Yes, fries with that and

To combat

Any thoughts of resistance

Give ’em all suspense

Living in past tense

Tomorrow be a hot one.

As she comes undone.

Walls will fall.

The Four Corners Of Reality

Get out of the wrong side of bed he said.

Gonna change the whole damn day.

And maybe you get less say.

Cause the way you woke today

Gonna set in motion some way.

The things that make that day.

A turn to the right.

A glance to the left.

You can see what you will get.

That path has less wrath.

That road is higher.

This route is hellish

Frought with desire.

Into the fire.

But this one…

The one you’re on…

Leads to the higher.

Living In Los Goutos

You don’t walk the streets.

You get no eats.

Til one of you beats the other.

Ain’t no cryin’ mother!

Shit you take those druthers.

Put ’em where they should be.

Where they never gonna see

The light of day.

It’s just your way

I gotta say

It’s okay bra

It never was

An you an me?

We in it.


Outa tune.

Outa time.

Outa patience.

That don’t rhyme.

Outa money.

Outa work.

Outa synch.

Effen jerk.

Outa balance.

Outa wine.

Outa step.

Get in line.

Get behind.

Get aligned.

Or you goan be called Outa.

Without This, It’s The Same Shit Every Day.

He didn’t know he didn’t know

And his not knowing didn’t matter.

He would know he didn’t know

In God’s good time.

For now, he dines.

On the finest whines.

Which may combine.

With God’s good time.

And show him, fine…

Experience changes everything.

Manufacturing Hope

They seemed like they were in love.

Holding hands and talking alot.

But then I saw them chained together.

Seems like they had been caught.

Trying to run away

Gonna run not pay.

They had had their say.

But now, today…

They were on their way

To the magistrate.

But they couldn’t wait.

They were making up a story.

Your Smile. Please Send It.

Every Bit Of The Whole Damn Thing Squeezed Through Some Little Mind

He drew a big building

But the building was bigger

Than the biggest damn drawing he drew.

He knew this through and through.

All he had to do…

Was putta bitta paper to pencil.

If You Have A Future, Sell It.

A credit card is an old, armed guard.

Knocking on your door in the rain.

Brother, he’s back again!

See if he can stand the pain!

Of ignorance, we’ll ignore the man.

And if we can…

We’ll only hit the uniform.

To Say Two Smart Things In A Conversation, Buddy, You ask Too Much!

Jesus Christ talked a mile a minute.

Like ideas were time with him not in it.

We thought – Jesus, he’s on something…

Saying it over and over again.

Like maybe he’s all in.

Jesus talks through his grin.

Jesus knows who all sin.

Oh ya, Jesus knows who sin.

Fucked In The Land Of The Fucked, Isn’t Quite As Fucked.

You thought you were

But here you are…

Barely even fucked.

You, on self destruct.

You, who piss away luck.

You’re back on track

Cause you don’t lack

The brass where brass nuts come from.

Get one keep one from undone.

Put an end to no one.

Tell you more shit.

Be done with it.

Stand up on not fucked legs now.

The Last White Tea

Color doesn’t matter.

It’s a measurement they’re after.

When you compare this with that there.

You’ll notice there’s no matter.

Ain’t no matter.

God Shits

Heaven eats babies.

Kids get rabies

Ain’t no mabies.

It’s real.

Sleep on the sidewalk

Walkers will shit talk

They say it’s their block

Ain’t no sleepin’ here.

Here you be queer

If you adhere

To earthtime.

Get Your Own Country Before They’re All Gone!

Buddy pissed where he wanted.

Just a little piss, he didn’t flaunt it.

Wasn’t pissing on the neighbors.

Not pissing on… (doing favors).

Only non pissing on behaviors.

Acting like we’re the saviors.

When we can barely wait until later.

When they come knock at the gate, sir.

And we straight hand ’em our papers.

Then they match fast with our gate there.

See? Hello, new sit a zen!

He Was A White Corpuscule In A Bro Stream

Out of the night that covers me
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance,
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Thank you William Ernest Henley

Car Parts Matter

Copperhead Road was crawling with snakes.

The last man standing was the guy who takes

Stuff from the pockets of bodies.

Buy him a couple of toddies.

One for the beggar man.

One for the thief.

One for the bastard who could not keep

His hands to himself.

Now they don’t work.

Coulda still been pullin’ something

Wasn’t such a jerk.

Now he gonna lurk.

Here in the shadows.

Where only he goes.

Guy who owns the hole damn circus.

Back When We Had Best Friends

We fought like hell but knew damn well

We had each other’s back.

It might be scratched from a

Yes lost match but

We had each other’s back.

It wasn’t blood lines

We all shared tough times.

You’re not alone unkinds

We suffered one and all.

And ya, that suffering.

Tho hurtful, did bring

The best out in us all.

And suffering we recalled.

A simple, kinder time

Where we could unwind

And all ways did find

The better in us all.