Author: shaun tenzenmen
What I See Is All Around Me – 15th November 1987
What I see is all around me
Poison gas comes to surround me
Unhappy until it’s found me
What is all around me?
Acid rain burns up my home
And all the things I’ve grown
With all the love I’ve shown
I feel so alone
Throwing smoke into the sky
We don’t even question why
Who’ll be standing by your side
When the world begins to die
I see the clouds in the sky
As time keeps passing me by
I sit alone and wonder why
As the clouds keep passing me by
I see a hole in the atmosphere
And wondering what I’m doing here
The future seems so unclear
I wonder what I’m doing here
17th Oct 2025 – Ozone holes, Bhopal and Chernobyl, along with Mutually Assured Destruction, all added to the general zeitgeist of fear in the 80s.
Johnny Looked Sad – 8th November 1987
Johnny looked really sad
Looked like he’d killed his dad
Stood outside in the rain
His face etched with the pain
No one said a single word
Least not that anyone heard
Hands in pockets he trudged away
He’s been like that since yesterday
Paranoia – 6th November 1987
Paranoia in the foyer
I said I’m sorry
I said I’m sorry
Please forgive me
No – don’t touch me
Paranoia – said my doctor to my lawyer
Is killing me
And filling me
With dead dread
In my red head
I see it
Neighbours – 4th November 1987
If you’re bored just call next door
Well you know, that’s what neighbours are for
Welcome in with open arms
Possessing the sweetest charms
Welcome in with open ears
They just wanna hear the tears
Welcome in with open eyes
To gossip their fuckin’ lies
Welcome to the danger zone
Neighbourhood watch – you’re on your own
Deluxe – 3rd November 1987
I got a Velux in my ceiling
The idea seemed appealing
Letting all that sunshine in
But keeping out the frozen wind
But now I lay awake at night
Because of the bright moonlight
Six Condoms – 28th October 1987
I bought six condoms three months ago
But I haven’t used a single one
I’ve met lots of girls who’ve all said no
Maybe I’m doing something wrong
Sexual frustration is taking me over
I just want to find a good damn lover
When I do, I will thank her
But for now, I’m just a little wanker
Badhead – 24th October 1987
Badass motherfuckers
Skating on the sidewalk
Rad thru the precinct
Smashing up the billboards
Ride til you die
And skate for your life
Crashed out
Wheels split either side
Badhead, motherfucker
Badhead, shoot that sucker
Badhead, riding high
Badhead, watch you fly
17th Oct 2025 – I wasn’t really a part of skate culture and no one in our village had a skateboard, preferring BMXs and then motorbikes. Skateboards didn’t make much sense for fun or for transport. I did learn of its connection to punk through The Stupids and some other US bands. I seemed to understand that it was cool and rebellious without particularly knowing why. At least, until a little later when ‘the man’ tried to stop kids skating everywhere.
Screaming Ab-Dabs – 20th October 1987
Walking down the lonely street
Afraid of all the people you’ll meet
Telephone’s ring in an upstairs room
Grey clouds mist over your open wound
The streets are full of foreigners
Faces you don’t understand
Their evil sneers look down on you
You’re on computer scan


