Billy Boy – 1st August 1985

Oh Billy Boy, you’re so blue
All you ever do is cry
Why can’t you wipe away
That tear from your eye

Oh Billy Boy, you’re so sad
The promises never came true
They bled you of your love
And you never came through

Oh Billy Boy, you’re so down
They treated you as a toy
They broke you, threw you away
Rise from the misery, Billy Boy

18th Sept 2023 – Was I Billy Boy? Trying to inspire myself out of depression?

Belief – 23rd July 1985

You’ve been one year living your beliefs
But now you think that you didn’t achieve
So now you are back to eating meat
You know that’s easy, what a relief
…..for you

So you stuff your face with broken flesh
Now you’re a good boy, do as mummy says
Ghosts of victims screaming, watching you eat
“What about the starving? Don’t they eat meat?”

“Well, it’s a boring diet, just potato and pizza”
While a grain of rice is all some get to eat
“Bollocks to belief, that won’t help me live
I can’t help that much, I’ve got nothing to give”

One by one, the pressure can increase
If we stick together and live our beliefs
“Well, of course, it’s horrible but I really need meat”
But how can you forget those unable to eat

Why should I care? Why should I cry?
I don’t want to see a starving child die
…..for you

Generate – 4th July 1985

Another born as another dies
Another laughs as another cries
Another sees as another’s blind
Another forward as another behind

Generate

Your son is born and your mother dies
Which way to turn as tears fill your eyes?
Your daughter laughs as the baby boy cries
Which way to turn as tears fill your eyes?

Generate

Your children see but your husband is blind
Which way to turn, what will you find?
Will you step forward with your children behind?
Which way to turn, what will you find?

Generate

Plugged In – 25th June 1985

Back from work, through the door
Wife and kids are there for sure
Dinners wafting thru’ the hall
Turning off……forget it all

Kiss from kids, ‘hi’ from wife
Dinner’s ready, this is the life
All is eaten, everything gone
Sit down, plug in……..telly’s on

Tea in hand, refreshing drink
Eyes on the box can’t afford to blink
Sit back and relax, without a care
Turning off……let down your hair

Nodding off to the background blur
Resistance weakened, you won’t stir
But a monster jumps right out of the screen
Waking up, fuck……it was only a dream

Telly’s still on, watch if for a bit
Someone dead, couldn’t give a shit
It’s more than you deserve you fucking creep
Keep up the payments….. and go back to sleep