OXYGEN

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open up the history books, let's go back in time
turn another page, read another lie
we've been fit up & shut up by what's been said
I wanna put a bullet in society's head
I've all the hate of a slave ship inside
asking questions it's a hobby of mine
I feel like the real prophet of rage
but it's hard to kick off from a psycological cage

time's up, time's up, time's up, time, time
time's up, time's up, time, time
Time's up

there's a piper in hamlyn & a piper in rio
and he's taking all the kids & now it's for real
he's still outta tune & he's still outta time
he's the devil's disciple leading the blind
what can justify this social crisis?
what can justify this urban decay?
I'm calling collect to a corpse called britain
when I look around I know something's missing

time's up, time's up, time's up, time, time
time's up, time's up, time, time
Time's up

Oxygen, Oxygen, Oxygen, Oxygen

Alright!

time's up, time's up, time's up, time, time
time's up, time's up, time, time
Time's up

I wanna talk about those who died
I wanna talk about those burried alive
inmates of a system we are all deprived
by state machinery digging our graves
and I clearly understand that I my not live
but it's gone to far now to forgive
we've got dumb dumbs in power dumb dumbs trained on us
but the real dumb dumbs just don't make a fuss

oxygen

those who don't defend themselves die
those who don't die are burried alive
in the prisons, in the reform schools
in the slums of workingclass districts
in the stone coffins in the new housing developments
in the crowded kindergardens & schools
in the brand new kitchens & bedrooms
filled with fancy furniture bought on credit

My life's on credit
.:.

A poem for Bridget

All that’s left is this recurring nightmare:
It’s as I see you in the street
I steel myself to smile & walk past you
But for some reason you turn to speak
Instead of conversation
It’s just a smile to let me know
That I never stood a chance.
I walk away crushed & broken hearted
As you laugh at me as I go

I wonder if it will wake me again tomorrow?

May 23rd 2011
always
[yeah I know, pathetic]
.:.

...
John Carpenter's
THEY LIVE



it needs no explanation
.:.

Unrequited Love

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Bridget
acrylic on paper
after: roy lichtenstein - "girl with hair ribbon 1965"
11" x 15" quarter imperial cold pressed 300gms paper

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FOR SALE: ONE LOVE

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COPY ART
after: John Squire - "One Love"
acrylic on canvas
50cm x 50cm

CASH ONLY! £80! INCLUDING POSTAGE!!! - UK ONLY
[been told that I can get £80 for this so that's the asking price]

UK Royal Mail Special Delivery [£20 Rest of World]
separate collection-delivery/signature only/£500 insurance

CASH ONLY! £80! INCLUDING POSTAGE!!! - UK ONLY

a cross between these 2,:
http://www.john-squire.com/art/onelove_new.jpg
http://www.john-squire.com/discography/tsr/tcsr_uk_cd/tcsr.jpg

One Love
We Don't Need Another Love
One Love
One Heart
One Soul

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The Last Of This Year's Roses

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A poem for Bridget

The last of this year's roses
Are falling to the floor
Like your love they're lost
With no hope for what there was before

This wind that scatters the petals
Is calling from my heart
Whispers: longing for the moment
To restore love from the start

If we had all this time
Chances for love to grow
Why then like discarded petals
Did you have to let go

The last of this year's roses
Are dead upon the ground
Their thorns a bitter memory
Of love that's lost & can't be found




some day
always
andy.x
.:.

BRIDGET - oil on paper

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Bridget
oil on paper
11" x 15"



pencil layout


black layout

"BRIDGET"
oil on paper
after: roy lichtenstein - "girl with hair ribbon 1965"
11" x 15" quarter imperial cold pressed 300gms paper
not for sale

she didn't accept it as her christmas gift
.:.

...

my Uncle died in intensive care in hospital

HE DIDN'T HAVE KIDNEY FAILURE
HE DIDN'T HAVE HEART FAILURE
HE DIDN'T HAVE PNEUMONIA
UNTIL YOU THREW HIM IN PRISON FOR BUYING WEED

he was 63 years old & in poor health
AND YOU FUCKING MURDERED HIM
he died all alone with no one there for him

now that I'd found him again
I wanted to know all about him
I wanted to know about my granddad
I wanted him to teach me how to paint
I wanted him to live with us
I was going to sleep on the sofa so he had a bed

AND YOU FUCKING MURDERED HIM

.:.

...

...
my uncle fred is just about to die in hospital
because of the bad weather I can't get to him
he's in intensive care
he's unconscious
he's all alone

Two years later you're still on my mind

...
Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah
One day I'll go dancing on the moon
Someday you'll know that I was the one for you





90 miles outside Chicago
Can't stop driving
I don't know why
So many questions
I need an answer
Two years later
You're still on my mind

Whatever happened to Amelia Earhart?
Who holds the stars up in the sky?
Is true love just once in a lifetime?
Did the captain of the Titanic cry?

Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain
Someday we'll know why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you

Does anybody know the way to Atlantis
Or what the wind says when she cries?
I'm speeding by the place that I met you
For the 97th time tonight

Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain
Someday we'll know why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you
Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah
One day I'll go dancing on the moon
Someday you'll know that I was the one for you

I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow
I watched the stars crash in the sea
If I could ask God just one question
Why aren't you here with me tonight?

Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain
Someday we'll know why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you
Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah
One day I'll go dancing on the moon
Someday you'll know that I was the One for you


two years later you're still on my mind
.:.

all this talking is only bravado

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when he used to be beating me
he used to say things to me
he told me how none of my family cared about me
he told me how they wouldn’t do anything to help me
he told me it wouldn’t matter what I said none of them would believe me
he told me none of them would bother

to this day I still believe him, no one cares, no one will help
I couldn’t tell my mum because she was the person supporting him
there was nobody to turn to just waiting for him to kill me, for 11 years
I've always felt not wanted
I’m afraid when my mum dies I will just end up homeless again

from the age of 9 I believed he was going to murder me
from the age of 9 I lived in terror of him going to kill me any second

when I've been low, living in a doss house when someone sneaks in behind me & starts hitting me in the face with a piece of wood, when I've been really low no family was there, no family cared I was all alone

every day is why didn’t you kill yourself why don’t you kill your self
I am still terrified to this day that he will kill me
I am still terrified to this day that someone will kill me
everytime I go out the door & now inside my house
if I don’t kill myself then I know someone else will
some cunt like a drunk angus swan

I still live with these things every second of every day
these are the nightmares I can’t wake up from
no one cares or ever will
I should kill myself
it will be weeks before they “find” my body

this is why I smoke cannabis – no you won’t stop me, you just don’t fucking get it do you? Go on explain to me how you get it? – it numbs everything. after years of being numb I can try & function close to something like normal because everything is dead. just as long as I have something to do just so long as I have something to live for the alternative is not being numb & killing myself
this is why I’ve been homeless & lived in a doss house, it has never mattered
I have a sister who would prefer it if I wasn’t around so she could get back to a relationship with her dad & cousins who could care less

I’m 43 & know things will never change
I don’t want to be alone but that’s all I will ever be
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I can’t take anymore
from being shoved around as the bastard baby to being physically assaulted wherever I’ve lived or wherever I’ve worked to the police lying to me breaking their oath to protect me I can’t face it anymore, years of this
I’m just the worthless piece of shit he said I was

.:.

Tinsel town in the rain

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Do I love you ? Yes, I love you
Will we always be happy go lucky ?
Do I love you ? Yes, I love you
But it's easy come & it's easy go
All this talking is only bravado




Why did we ever come so far ?
I knew I'd seen it all before
Tall building reach up in vain
Tinseltown is in the rain
I know now love was so exciting

Tinseltown in the rain, all men & women
Here we are, caught up in this big rhythm

One day this love will all blow over
Time for leaving the parade
Is there a place in this city?
A place to always feel this way
And hey, there's a red car in the fountain

Tinseltown in the rain, all men & women
Here we are, caught up in this big rhythm

Do I love you ? Yes, I love you
Will we always be happy go lucky ?
Do I love you ? Yes, I love you
But it's easy come & it's easy go
All this talking is only bravado

Oh, Tinseltown, Tinseltown is in the rain
Tinseltown in the rain, all men & women
Here we are, caught up in this big rhythm

Tinseltown in the rain, all men and women
Here we are, caught up in this big rhythm
Tinseltown is in the rain, Tinseltown is in the rain
Tinseltown is in the rain, Tinseltown is in the rain

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Do I love you ? Yes, I love you
Will we always be happy go lucky ?
Do I love you ? Yes, I love you
But it's easy come & it's easy go
All this talking is only bravado

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
.:.

Stop that Train

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All my good life I've been a lonely man
Teachin' my people who don't understand
And even though I tried my best
I still can't find no happiness

Stop that train: I'm leavin'
Stop that train: I'm leavin' - anyway now!
Stop that train: I'm leavin'. And I'm a tell ya:
It won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong;
I said, it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong.

All my good life I've been a lonely man,
Teachin' my people who don't understand;
And even though I tried my best,
I still can't find no happiness.

So I got to say:
Stop that train: I'm leavin' - gotta believe me now
Stop that train: I'm leavin' - nothin' to stop me now
Stop that train: I'm leavin'. I keep on tellin that
It won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong;
Said, it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong.

Some goin' east; some goin' west,
Some stand aside to try their best.
Some livin' big, but the most is livin' small::
They just can't even find no food at all.

I mean, stop it:
Stop that train: I'm leavin' - right now
Stop that train: I'm leavin' - any minute now
Stop that train: I'm leavin'. cos I'm a tellin that
It won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong;
I said it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong.

Stop that train: I'm leavin' - fed up now
Stop that train: I'm leavin' - can't take it!
Stop that train: I'm leavin' - got to be better!
It won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong;
I said it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong
.:.

Kathy's Song

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And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you.





Kathy's Song

I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls.

And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets
To England where my heart lies.

My mind's distracted and diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're asleep
And kiss you when you start your day.

And a song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can't believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme.

And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you.

And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I.
.:.

why is it always happening to me

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I was arrested yesterday for allegedly sending in threats via email to an MEP & MSP.
the email is sent through a legitimate sanctioned website where you don't have annonimity & use full name address & postcode:
http://www.writetothem.com/

the various MSP's/MEP's/MP's that you select are then sent your message via the website & you don't have their email address's, so there were at least 10+ who all got the same messages which were :
"if you aquiesce & give tacit consent to the private banking cartel of the bank of england printing our money supply as an interest debt when the governement can print all out money debt free, then you are committing treason in the robbery of the state & the citizens of the state & you should be sacked immediately, gotten rid of, without benefit or pension"
&
"I demand a criminal investigation into the systematic sexual abuse of Hollie Greig & 7 other named people by a paedophile ring involving a police officer a member of the judiciary & social workers in Aberdeen & criminal charges being brought against the guilty & that the D notices be dropped"
I did make them write all this down into evidence, as they say "anything I say maybe taken down & used in evidence"

I was arrested in my home & charged with two counts of sending threats via email using this website, hopefully the court will recognise the police's bemusement for this alleged crime of threats & drop this case
the peebles police had been requested by strathclyde police to arrest me & did admit to not quite clearly seeing why I was being arrested after reading out my alleged threats
to be continued when I get the summons in the mail

this is all about my sister & her husband applying for a Visa to the US & has fuckall to do with sending threats via email as there were no threats sent just protest & objection - a fucking disgrace
you really have me thinking fuck it all, I can't cope with this shit anymore
I wish I could start again or kill myself - whichever's easist




.:.