Spraying on deodorant, splashing on Brut 33
You must be a man, you must be a man
Not like me
Never consider wearing makeup
That’s for girls you know
But it’s what you’ve been told, it makes you so bold
You must be a man, you must be a man
You must be normal, not like I am
Suave and sophisticated, cool and dedicated
Manly and handsome, holding girls to ransom
Keep up your image and comb your hair
You look so false but I don’t care
Cos it’s your fault that I don’t like you
And many people are going off you too
The smell is overpowering
Getting up my nose
And the tumour gets bigger
As the cancer grows
12th May 2023 – I found the advertising to the sexual archetypes nauseating. I couldn’t understand why what you wore, looked like, smelled like etc was more important than your behaviour and the way you treated people (not that I was any good at that either!).
You’re at the altar
Just about to marry
You worship Hari Krishna
Committing harikari
11th May 2023 – Until I was about 25 I swore I wouldn’t marry. Since then I’ve been married three times and although love was involved in all of them they were essentially just to get visas. One for me to stay in Australia and the second and third for my wives to stay in Australia.
I’ll lose my patience
You’re trying me
I’ll have to take stringent action
You’ll see
“Quiet, you lot of rabble
Or else you’ll be in deep trouble”
‘Patience, sir, is a fuckin’ virtue’
“Just shut up or I’ll fuckin’ hurt you”
8th May 2023 – I think this would have also been inspired by Mr Hayward who often made useless threats to us students. We did surely test his patience in every class. It was totally a game to us.
You got no brains
You lie to me
Never tell the truth
You’re blinding me
You’re rubbish
You’re scum
You’re useless
Shit on my bum
7th May 2023 – I was always upset with someone I thought was my friend but never thought about whether I was being a good friend. A typical selfish teen.
Paddy paddy paddy wagon
Take you to the nick
Paddy paddy paddy wagon
Do just the trick
Arrested from all hope
At last night’s do
It was a fun party
Til the coppers joined in too
7th May 2023 – This possibly connects to a great party at someone’s house in Colehill. I think it was someone I vaguely knew from a year or two below me in school. It was fun for a while, a big house with lots of rooms to discover, parents away.
But it got boring watching the trendy kids dance to mind-numbing disco crap so I went around to find rooms empty of people and started stealing little bits and pieces that might go unnoticed for a while. As I got more into it though I started taking more.
The next day I heard that the police had been called to come and investigate and I waited at home wondering if I would get arrested. Nothing came of it in the end though. My apologies to any of the kids that I may have traumatised.
Tracy is lovely
But demonic in her lust
She has lost all my hope
Cos of her chronic trust
7th May 2023 – I don’t remember who this Tracy was but I was obviously upset about her sexual aggressiveness that made her less attractive to me. And, of course, all this could’ve been just in my head.
This is Toytown where Noddy lives
And Big Ears is a Jehovah’s Witness
People wear hats with bells
Land of lobotomy brain cells
Feeling really mad
But you’re not insane
You drive yourself madder
Til you lose your brain
Think again about going mad
The end result could be bad
You don’t intend to lose your brain
But in the end, you go insane
Outside the door, inside my mind
Feeding the poor, curing the blind
No more starvation, only elation
No more whores, no more wars
Outside the door, inside my head
Killing no more, there’s no dead
No more stealing, sounds appealing
No more beating, now everyone’s eating
But it’s outside the door, on the other side
So we’re still poor, and the people have died
We must unlock the door and open it wide
To recognise the truth from the lies
Outside the door, inside my mind
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