I See An Open Doorway
When you ask me 'what line of work are you in now',
and i reply that i don't actually receive a wage,
I wish i could explain but i don't know how,
but I know I'm too young for retirement at my age.
i'm unfit to work, i know it doesn't show,
forgive me if i don't justify my existence,
it's a battle to stop an unhealthy feeling grow,
please don't feed an already guilty conscience.
I keep myself busy, with the down and needy,
it gives me a reason, so i do what i can,
please don't say these people aren't in difficulty,
you just devalue, everything that i am.
i feel marginalised by society now,
labelled 'good for nothing' or worse,
i don't need a job to define me anyhow,
i now consider a gift, what i considered a curse.
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I'm sending you back to your mother
I know you told me, right from the start,
you were no good, you breaker of hearts
I should have listened, boy was i dumb,
no sooner was it said, no sooner was it done
and i can't believe it, i fell for you,
the very thing that, i didn't want to do,
go back to the city, don't bother to phone,
leave me in peace, just leave me alone
so get up and dance, like there's no tomorrow
dance towards the light, dance away your sorrow
your so much better, now that she's gone
so get up and dance, even though she done you wrong
it really ain't easy, when you look this fine
i howl at the moon, i wish you were mine
but i'm not doing this, not waiting my turn
yet jealousy stings, and jealousy burns
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Freedom, Don't Give It All Away
The media bombards, the shelter of our homes,
the crisis deepens, the worst we've ever known,
the bankers screw us over, they really have no shame,
they've done it once, now they're doing it again.
And we all know, the politicians are on the take,
but why is religion the cause, of so much hate?
a corrupt president, again fills his boots,
more children will die, as he robs and he loots.
Freedom, don't give it all away,
freedom, freedom, come what may,
freedom, a basic human right,
freedom, we can't give up tonight.
If you don't defend democracy, it won't defend you,
if you tolerate injustice, then you could be next,
no room to be complacent, they will exploit that too,
the power hungry, and fanatical religious sects.
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