Girl With One Track Mind (Sexhunters)
I Fell in Love on the Northern Line
Staring by Peter Maguire
I'm staring at the filament of my mind; the photographic imprint left behind,
The, what I didn't see, but somehow I knew,
The 'oh bloody hell is that vomit on my shoe!'
There is something of a concern,
Something inside that is starting to burn,
Turn around; there is something to see,
This isn't my life, this isn't me!
I didn't subscribe to media glee,
Turn the page, ah it's misery,
You didn't say anything so I thought that you knew,
That the waters are poisoned and we are in a canoe,
Oh look, there's the stars,
Start the car we'll get there in hours,
Oh dear, the planet use to be blue,
But now it is red-eyed from sniffing glue,
No this isn't a nursery rhyme,
It's things not improving, slipping into decline,
You know I tried to buy some happiness,
But instead I ended up with a bucket of piss,
Oh contemplate and consider this,
There is sweet remembrance that comes from a kiss,
Horton did hear a who,
And actions are things you actually do!
I say the world is an illusion, I spit in its wake,
But something is telling me this may be a mistake,
That all this fucking around,
Clowns in the Government,
Children entombed underground,
It might just have a reason,
Perhaps universal consciousness teasing. . .
Maybe it's saying 'Oi, you motherfucker!'
You gonna take control? Or are you gonna be a sucker. . .
Posted: June 2008. Copyright: Peter Maguire.