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Two Headed

Many wondered where it was They'd seen it earlier mouthing words But the P.C. head was not invited Later on was never sighted The other head, on the other hand was full of devilment and plans To likewise entertain and shock With dark and dirty on the r...

Unplugged

The ceiling's too familiar Laying slackjawed on my back and words spill out like puzzles as she tries to fill the gap But my lover's not my mother And the hands that wipe my ass Are the hands that once caressed me I don't want them to detest me And I...

Waiting for Martin

I'm waiting for Martin, in a theatre that's darkened I found a secret box in Christchruch Bought a new pen making sure that it works He lives in two flats that stand back to back From here rang the bells of the submarine Squeezed out from amongst the fig...

Waking the Lion

The Saint Andrews' Cross The slate rooves and the chimney pots Are dirty against the snow Speeding away from Glasgow A carriage with a view The holiday makers are few The off-season beats the peak and Sterling town's still fast asleep I'm waking the...

Water in the Well

there's water in the well and the gate is always open there's wood out in the shed and the chimney's always smokin' the kettle's on the boil now and won't you stay for tea and help us with the garden and we'll help you rake your leaves money doesn't t...

Williamson's Garage

There's something there in Williamson's Garage I think it's me trying to start a fire With autumn leaves and gasoline The flames leapt up to bite my sleeves It's only a painting But not too pretty a picture Into my home, a real native boy Full blooded b...

Wishing Line

In the shadow of Modigliani The German punkers lie Each with a dog, on a bit of string And filling half the sky The Koln Cathedral offers calm And quiet expectations And then Elvis lit a candle on my day of revelations Threw out a wish on a long piece o...

Wrecking Ball

Over the sidewalk under the archway Through the door again Planting charges seed of destruction Time is caving in Here we are at mile zero This is St. John's Newfoundland But you can hear the strains of Nero Serenade the demolition man The sun is risin...