
That's Not What I Wanted to Happen
behold the rebirth and the wrecking crew
sold high but born in a tin mine
cold and stolen and looking cool
and only been around for a short time
a fire ignited a field of golden wheat in the city zones
a white field burning red and spilling out into the streets oh no
and the rise
of the tides
then
out on the archipelago
where i dream and full of beans is now
rocky islands, dug out for gold
formica tiles float by the restaurant
now the doors are hanging off, bolted up tight but still getting soft
stepping out in the morning rain, the way that its coming down is really hitting my brain
and
twas a crime
of the mind
and
thats not what i wanted to happen
i could have picked the phone
and took to melting the throne
then we would be breaking the bread
and going out of our heads
alas the scaffold fell short
an independent report
came in to challenge the court
and interrupted my thoughts then
another letter turned up today
from a rowboat rocking the high tide waves
these requests to get back in the game
only help me remember my name
two heads, theres only one skin and it needs a’changin’
one old snake, remains and it eats itself up over and over again
sunrise
by the spire
rowing out on a misty morn
no altruistic method moving on
at the spire a silhouette in the dawn
touch tips and i jump into that one
whos wrong? do you remember those flies out by the reservoir?
not a soul, everyones clamouring for another hour
or hanging on
looking up
staring long
welling up
Is It Any Wonder?
cannot open this can
i fly to rio
the clouds are coloured like a snake
cold as peter pan
a coliseum
is gliding quietly in my wake
cancer
anxious feet are tapping madly on the floor
to music
kind of flat, as always
holding back, and never
feeling like it really should
whos the oldest one?
who has the title?
holding up the canvas in the rain
heavy
if it drops all of my microchips get wet
is it any wonder at all
is it any wonder at all
every single one is so small
so is it any wonder at all
clearing up the leaves from the path
holding up a drink to the staff
is it any wonder at all
clawing up the tracks
that ancient creature
suck travel sweets as it draws near
birds are learning puns
and I’m excited
imagine a car flying o’er the sea
magic
keep that train from running full steam out the door
forever
kind of flat as always
holding back and never
feeling like it really should
they want kingdom come
i want relinquish
putting down my brain on to the grass
keep that brain from running full steam out the door
Payin' for the Rich to Stay Rich
clap your hands it’ll be alright
run around the block 3 or 4 times
nominate my friends
and round it goes again
ground control to major tom
the systems dead, theres something wrong
how much longer can all this go on
well gee you must be fuming
paying for everything twice
they know just what their doing
they happily roll the dice and
spend your money on something else
sell your services sell your health
your paying for the rich to stay rich
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its the same sad tale honey over and over
they’ve underspent gone out to plunder
whilst we’re bailing out another bank or two
aint capitalist if it cannot fail
if one ship sinks just let another one sail
now they’re calling you for a bob or two
And I know that you’d give it
like any good person should
but why do we submit
to those who never would
it takes certain type to wanna run your life
its not the same type who wants see you right
voting for the rich to stay rich…
copyright Nick John Henry 2020