This is a pair of tits
This is a beach ball
This is a bikini
This is………..nothing at all
Veggie – 21st September 1984
You call me veggie cos I don’t eat meat
So I can call you animal cos you think it’s a treat
Blood is pouring off your sterilised plate
But you can never sterilise my hate
You animal
Meat means murder
So what if you’ve heard it before
You never thought twice
Cos you don’t listen anymore
29th June 2023 – I was a staunch inarticulate vegetarian at this time. In small-town England alternative views were a battleground and expressing anything like this could see you vilified or beaten. I’m not militant about eating a vegetarian diet these days and slowly more people are conscious of the suffering their own lifestyles bring to other beings. Do what you can.
Scratch – 20th September 1984
The dog’s got fleas
So has the cat
Get them a flea collar
Or something like that
If you don’t scratch
Nothing else will
I’m sure this flea
Is out to kill
Noah’s Slaughterhouse – 19th September 1984
The animals went in two by two
One for me and one for you
Ending as a carcass lying on your plate
Dripping blood, well, no thanks mate
Cos their slaughter is your meat
Your life is their death
Well, life holds much more for me
Cos you can let those animals free
Ten to a pen as the farmers do it again
See what the slaughter is doing to them
Flesh is unnecessary for a healthy life
So take away the murderer’s knife
That rapes the bodies of innocence
Surely, life makes sense?
Their life for your death? An eye for an eye?
Your death is inevitable, but who wants to eat you
Brand these children with a fire made of their bones
Prepare them to face a stun so we can slit their throats
So we can chew at their insides
And then brandish their hides
As fashionable coats
And goats? Fuck the goats!
Regiment – 18th September 1984
Order 55247
No. 257, stand in line
Chest out
And get it right this time
Into the exam we go
Marching at a slow, slow, slow
Got our numbers, rank and name
Now we’ll never be the same
*The Week That Was – 17th September 1984
Record of the week: Pregnant Combine Harvesters – AURA, Zounds – Can’t Cheat Karma, Cult Maniax – Full of Spunk RP
17th September 1984
Nothing special happened today.
18th September 1984
Met Zoe in Wimborne. Had a laugh with Parafin down the woods. Pissed around with Bennett’s air pistol. Went to Houldey’s. Dandy still gives me the horn. But SHE’S SO BEAUTIFUL I NEVER WANT TO SEE HER. Found my giro. £49.50
19th September 1984
Collect money. Went to Poole. Went with Bernice on the bus. Got some records. UKDK LP, In Excelsis, Disorder, Chaotic Dischord, Zounds and Cult Maniax. Had a laugh with Parafin again.
20th September 1984
Got up late. Granny had a go. Went and bought some things. Chased Burt for something to do.
21st September 1984
Went to Wimborne. Got pissed. But somehow got bored. So came back.
22nd September 1984
Went to Fog’s. Rupe was there. Jez came over. Fog came. Went to party. Had a good time. Went to the Void. Went back to party. Went back to other one with Jez. Went back to Fog’s. Came back. Mum was back.
23rd September 1984
Got up at 1. Went to Wimborne. Jez and Rupe came round. Played Megamania and Super Breakout at Bennet’s. Watched Threads. Quite disturbing. Mum got me horoscope book.
Aid, Not AIDS – 16th September 1984
Treason is the reason
Bleeding is the feeding
Beating is the eating
Shitting is the fitting
Missing is the kissing
Dancing is the romancing
Screwing is the undoing
Lying is the dying
Aid, not AIDS
Gays need support and help from those around
Accept them as a part of life
Don’t drive them underground
Aid, not AIDS
So when shitting is the fitting
Look at whose arse it is coming from
What’s In It For Me? – 15th September 1984
What’s in it for me?
Is that all you ever think about?
Don’t say no cos I’ll only doubt
What’s in it for me?
Your mind is ruled by greed
That’s not what we need
What’s in it for me?
If you ain’t careful you’ll go too far
Finish your life in a sleazy bar
What’s in it for me?
A kick in the teeth
Jack, Queen, King – 14th September 1984
A happy family smiles at you
From your packet of Weetabix
But don’t be fooled by what they do
They know all the tricks
Jack, queen, king
Doesn’t mean a thing
Fun Fun Fun Fun Fun Fun – 13th September 1984
Kiddies play in the street
Fun fun fun fun fun fun
At Halloween – trick or treat
Fun fun fun fun fun fun
Kick the ball into the goal
Fun fun fun fun fun fun
Jump up and down in a hole
Fun fun fun fun fun fun
But they put the boot in
That’s no fun
Make sure you never win
That’s no fun
Take away your pride
That’s no fun
Say you’re sick inside
That’s no fun fun fun fun fun fun fun