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Silly Thoughts

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John Henry

John Henry

He wakes up in the morning 
when the clock shows five
And he looks in his mirror 
and sees he's still alive
He stumbles in his room 
and falls down in his chair
And he listens to voices 
BUT THERE'S NOBODY THERE

He was born in the summer of 94
And was found on the steps
Outside the church door
And from that day on
He would live the life of the poor
He never knew his momma
And he never knew his pa
To find them now he would need radar

At the age of sixteen he left his life in care
He had so many parents some were good
And some were poor
And others just showed him the door
Now he is back to his usual tricks
And he is looking for more kicks
So he decides  to have one more score
And he slips down from his chair

And now he is lying on the floor
Poor John Henry
The boy who lived next door

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A Bit of Fun

A bit of fun

There is a man crying
In a AA van on the edge of town  
I think he is heading for a
Breakdown >

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A Bit of Fun

A bit of fun
There is a man crying
In a AA van on the edge of town  
I think he is heading for a
Breakdown

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My Girl

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My First Love

The stars were twinkling in the sky
The moon sat on his throne on high
The breeze was whispering to the palms
That night I first held you
In my arms

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Shock and Awe

Shock and awe




You can take away my freedom
You can take away my rights
But you will never take away
What I believe is right

You can hunt me and chase me
You can try with all your might
But you will never take away 
What I believe is right


For 100 years or more
You have been knocking at my door
The tyrants and the despots
The army and the law

But there will come a day
When we'll be free
And we will live in harmony
And the world will live as one

Bush and Blair they have no cares
Now there both millionaires
They talked about shock and awe
But all we got was a horrible war

With 100.000 dead
And many many more
We will never know the final toll
But we know who ran off with the oil

The tyrants and the despots
Are they the ones to blame
Or is it Bush and Blair
Who should hang their heads in shame>

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Ear Plug

I swallowed an earplug down my left ear and I said to my wife I can't hear and she said we will have to go and see doctor Ofreea Who gave me a prescription for 4 cans of beer which will have to be drunk here in case you feel queer.
So I drank down the beer and I never felt queer 
And doctor Ofraya said the plug in my ear should disappear
But it hadn't so doctor Ofreea gave me another prescription for 12 cans of beer
Which we both drank until it was clear we could be here until mid year
Let's have another look down your ear said doctor Ofreea
And he declared I was right it has now disappeared and i replied 
But doctor Ofreea
your looking down the wrong ear.

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If History Was Food

< Plato liked his full
Ceaser liked his salad
And Molotov had a burning desire for cocktails
And of cause Wellington was upper crust
But who do you think had to pay for all this
Monet of cause
But the face of Helen of Troy looked as if she had
MUNCHED A THOUSAND CHIPS >
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A True Storey

A true storey

My grandson paid me a visit
The other day
And I asked him do you still play
And he said that he wanted a trumpet
I thought  that I would give him a surprise
If I showed a little enterprise


So off to the shops I did go
And I bought a trumpet that
Even I could not blow
I gave my grandson the trumpet
And he said what's this grandad


It's what you wanted I said
I never said I wanted a trumpet
I said I wanted a drum kit 
I can't play the trumpet and the drums
What do you think I am going to do 
Join a band of one man bands


And if I could I would need another pair
Of hands