S.K.Z.M.

S.K.Z.M.

Baby I got a Yo-Yo Soul

Full of tricks
Sink your eye, Calm the rush, Burst o’ flavour
Behind closed doors
Gravity pull, Split the atom, Hit the floor

When this cat’s skinned
You can teach me some more

Baby I got a Yo-Yo Soul
And We. Can. Go.
Out o’ Control

Head charmer
Out in the crowd
Don’t let it slip
Double or down
Chaos in the games
A magician on trial
With school of mind

Spinner line hooking
After dinner let’s get a cooking

Baby I got a Yo-Yo Soul
And We. Can. Go.
Out o’ Control

Breath in
Breath out
Hang tight
Roll down
Wise up
Get it right

Cut me loose
I’ll win you over

Baby I got a Yo-Yo Soul
And We. Can. Go.
Out o’ Control

Oh Yeah Out of Control
We Can Go
Out o’ Control
Come on Baby We Can Go
Out o’ Control (and so on)

Yo-Yo Soul

On the streets of promise
A poet collects defeat
Too old for the signs
Have you seen yourself lately?

Colour gone
From worms in your eyes
War is all around us
Love its cunning disguise

In the haze of ancient dreams
From an Orchard of talent
Did yours fall to its knees?
Waste away in winter years?

The apple of your eyes
Became life’s white lie
Pretend it’s going to be alright
Cry yourself to sleep at night

Did we forget? Did we know?
Is the answer broken, when we are born?
Scream because we, lost the word?
Tomorrow cuts straight, to the bone

I put the apple back, it kept falling
Until I rotted, my dream never aged
I fell for moments, the day never changed
I am the Tramp, that risked nothing

Aura of Amnesia

Saw you fortune telling
Fell through the window
Like I already knew who you are
Hit the mark partner
We’ll go far

Got the money
Bag her love for free
Shot security 9-5
Golden moment
Silver scars
Gonna put life in my time
Before I pay for it

I hold her rise and set
Season’s in my room
She met her maker
I’m keeping June

Bad habit’s joined the club
Doesn’t matter she don’t mind
I got her heart turned it on
I’m a thief not a liar
Let’s break the news to your mother

I hold her rise and set
Season’s in my room
She met her maker
I’m keeping June

Holiday view
Thrown on queue
A distance
Illusion folds
We own tomorrow
I got some road for Jack ‘n’ I
Don’t want to go back

I see you smiling so I
Soothe a crime
Wearing mine
They’ve got no choice
I’m keeping June

I hold her rise and set
Season’s in my room
She met her maker
I’m keeping June

The Other June


Latest Uploads

Baby I got a Yo-Yo Soul

Full of tricks
Sink your eye, Calm the rush, Burst o’ flavour
Behind closed doors
Gravity pull, Split the atom, Hit the floor

When this cat’s skinned
You can teach me some more

Baby I got a Yo-Yo Soul
And We. Can. Go.
Out o’ Control

Head charmer
Out in the crowd
Don’t let it slip
Double or down
Chaos in the games
A magician on trial
With school of mind

Spinner line hooking
After dinner let’s get a cooking

Baby I got a Yo-Yo Soul
And We. Can. Go.
Out o’ Control

Breath in
Breath out
Hang tight
Roll down
Wise up
Get it right

Cut me loose
I’ll win you over

Baby I got a Yo-Yo Soul
And We. Can. Go.
Out o’ Control

Oh Yeah Out of Control
We Can Go
Out o’ Control
Come on Baby We Can Go
Out o’ Control (and so on)

Yo-Yo Soul

On the streets of promise
A poet collects defeat
Too old for the signs
Have you seen yourself lately?

Colour gone
From worms in your eyes
War is all around us
Love its cunning disguise

In the haze of ancient dreams
From an Orchard of talent
Did yours fall to its knees?
Waste away in winter years?

The apple of your eyes
Became life’s white lie
Pretend it’s going to be alright
Cry yourself to sleep at night

Did we forget? Did we know?
Is the answer broken, when we are born?
Scream because we, lost the word?
Tomorrow cuts straight, to the bone

I put the apple back, it kept falling
Until I rotted, my dream never aged
I fell for moments, the day never changed
I am the Tramp, that risked nothing

Aura of Amnesia

Saw you fortune telling
Fell through the window
Like I already knew who you are
Hit the mark partner
We’ll go far

Got the money
Bag her love for free
Shot security 9-5
Golden moment
Silver scars
Gonna put life in my time
Before I pay for it

I hold her rise and set
Season’s in my room
She met her maker
I’m keeping June

Bad habit’s joined the club
Doesn’t matter she don’t mind
I got her heart turned it on
I’m a thief not a liar
Let’s break the news to your mother

I hold her rise and set
Season’s in my room
She met her maker
I’m keeping June

Holiday view
Thrown on queue
A distance
Illusion folds
We own tomorrow
I got some road for Jack ‘n’ I
Don’t want to go back

I see you smiling so I
Soothe a crime
Wearing mine
They’ve got no choice
I’m keeping June

I hold her rise and set
Season’s in my room
She met her maker
I’m keeping June

The Other June

Push me
Push me away
So push me, push me away
From this

Thought she was the one
To be with through the ages
Yet she told the stars
Don’t grant my wishes
So I say

Shoot
Down
The Stars
Give
Up
From the start

Piñata for alone no longer
I’m hanging by a hope
Pin the X on my chest
This wrong sings right no more
So I say

Shoot
Down
The Stars
Give
Up
From the Start

So push me away
Didn’t ask for this
Anyway

Barbwire through the veins
Echo her name faces the same
Even when I’m empty
A madness without blame
Whispers of yesterday
Which way should I tread?
To the past I surrender
Until the road of memory
Claims the loss
To the future I travel
Until the road of story
Reclaim the man
So I say

Shoot
Down
The Stars
Give
Up
From the Start

So push me
Away
Didn’t Ask
For this
Anyway

Shoot Down The Stars

9MilliMetre
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
This Scythes Extension
Releases All Tension
Hold Cowards Angel
Lowest Bidder Sold
We Got Power Fun
Live Die Sleep With The Gun
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
John Wayne Came
Boys Want Shane
Toys For Fools
I Got You Bang Dead!
We Roll On The Floor
Until The Game Is Knock Over The Store
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
Lock ‘n’ Load
Mock And Fold
Myself Sin Enter
Kick Back Echoed
Hollow Point Bullet Named
Doing Five Nickels For A Dead Man’s Change
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM

9MM

Finding I’m lost to the other side
Pleasure and Pain collide
Curtain call Curtain fall
Six feet Deep
Six feet Wide

Saga began when my love ran
Teased with my addiction
Or was it another man?
I asked a question, she had a fit
Got a spoon to help, she left me to it
Tried a fix, she cried, threw a shoe
Walked out kinda funny
I put two and two together and got fxxx all

Finding I’m lost to the other side
Pleasure and Pain collide
Curtain call Curtain fall
Six feet Deep
Six feet Wide

Give me a sign
In my string vest design
Is she the wicked bitch of the west?
Shall I find her with this red shoe test?
Close my eyes, click her heels, three times
Lover come home to me
Click! Click! Click!
fxxx. Remote control’s broke

Tried to hug her but she didn’t want me no more
Tried to keep her from leaving the door
Tied myself in knots and made a bow
‘Cause I’m pretty fxxxed up

Finding I’m lost to the other siiiiide
Pleasure and Pain Colllllide
Curtain Call Curtain Falllll
Six feet Deep
Six feet Wiiiiide

Finding I'm Lost

play happy families, loud, echoes still air
they're playing, upstairs, six feet above my prayer
cocaine clowns, debt entertainment, the best fake happy
fool’s gold, old children play, it’s comic relief
every, single, day
bloody noses, courtesy of, neighbour hoods watch
walk hard outside, please ignore, my armour
morning, always comes, tomorrow, never takes me home
the ghetto, the slums, the street, are only the tomb
calendar boring, modern slave, to meet ends, and end weak
watch a mother and daughter, try, struggle, to use the broken roundabout
outside these flats, their sad tale telling, as two futures twin
knowing how I got here, and just want, better, for them
to not give up, when given little, up upon, took for, and taken from
all the doors, have torture next door
pubs open, as man’s permission, to kill one another
with poisons, with stories, with passions, illusions of ends
repeating the ruins in man, confession’s their sin, twisting visions into mirages
truth with lies, it could be water, it could be sand
wrong until right, if destiny’s left, it will be sand
using themselves, as living proofs, dry men, drink spilling
until hopes bitter, until dreams hangover, until drinks savior
selling us less, when it’s ever more, freedom is bigger, bigger than known
fears cocoon, disguised as reason, tries to turn, my soul’s arrow
away from good, my work, my sacrifice, my aim, will make it so
a secret promise, never stop looking, a quiet rebel
then counting pennies, a losing solitaire, then hear upstairs
whose tragedy, places like this, drugs seem less damaging
too much effort, never enough fun, the game of life
as good as you get, the good can be gotten
and easy is one evil, to continue being easy
columns and rows, of stories repeating, poverty’s plague
climbing to use the slide, flats are crushing, where's the exit sign
there are not days, but eons, poems shouldn’t begin
calendar says fall, dying’s everyone’s rhyme, what tragedy
knock at the door, can I borrow some sugar
we don’t choose when we lose, along the path to good
we can choose which way to go
quick gains for living pain, or long pains for living gain
cheat the cost, burden the reward
can’t ever stay up, don’t want to stay down, battles on the horizon
wise man’s gold, master the art of losing, the path is long
another eon, echoes still air
least there’s falling, alone, silently to defeat
but not me, not here, not I
to the mystery of the oasis, I walk through punishing sands, that much sweeter the sea
we are got by what we know, I don’t know how good it can be

Poems shouldn't begin

I mingle with the stars
And moon the gutter
This is my junk mail through your sewer, people
To look at me yo!
Got ma Bling
Got no Woes
Got Big Fitty Titty Hoes
Dancing up on me in ma Videos
Like I would get her that’s believable…
Now hold it!

Now fill that blank with bullshit
Like pulling out handkerchiefs
I’ll show you how to perform the trick
I got the Minus touch
Turn people’s gold into shit
And you would laugh telling me I’m sick
I even got a Cadillac convertible
Turns normal people into dicks
See me once and it’s like looking at the God of Danger
Rename yourself Uncle Sam
Because I’ll make you a stranger
In the Jehovah’s Witness Protection Program
Though I’m told beware of the circumcision ceremony
And at the buffet
Don’t eat the pigs in blankets
“Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the stupidest of them all?!”
I’m so bad I’m not good but wrong enough to be famous
To make a living that looks right and better than the nameless
I was far too white to be seriously taken
So I use my shadow as my reflection
Truth be told I’m actually albino
I always play black at the casino
My mom looks like Quentin Tarantino
Confession, I looked at her once
And I got Post Natal Depression
She said my Dad came the way he went
In a plastic bag and both times useless
May have seen him once on America’s Most Wanted
Face was improved pixilated
Got tattoos of a vest and shorts on my body
When I was 5 years old, mini gangster
Now they’re a bib and nappy
Looks like I was born yesterday in my birthday suit
Always got something on me my lyrics testify son
Super skilled I got a gift basket from Enemy No.1
A cake warm and soft
Baked by his mate, Urinal
I said I said I got a repeat prescription for OCD
Keep going on about the same thing
When it’s not necessary
Horror scopes victims in my house
But asks no apology
Turns out I’m a Capricorn with Gemini Rising
It means I’m more full of shit than Astrology
So stop me if you’ve heard this one before
“Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the stupidest of them all?!”
On stage fans love to throw me Molotov’s to down in one
Holding up signs of encouragement
“Don’t quit your day job!” “And you don’t stop!”
Line up like criminals outside the club
The usual suspects for STD’s
I’m gonna ‘ear them clap shouting “Sir fill us in please!”
Rose-tinted glasses I miss the honey
Pull a hamstring for the whole hog filling
Hey, come on everyone needs loving
I like them all, big to small, beard included
Ain’t that the shame, the look don’t matter, doing the sex
Though I hate the S&M slap when I shout “Next!’
Whenever I take my piece out it’s like playing Jenga
It’s a risk hoping it stays up and
Hard to play for more than a minute
Afterwards I work out a monologue for artistic license
But I’m postmortem after my minutes’ silence
If I appear on television I’ll be in the papers too
“Misogynist goes down on Loose Women”
On the way to hell, I’ll enjoy the trip and tour
My penis is so big it’s got a knee in it
Yours
On the celebrity branch I’d be the ugly stick
Don’t need plastic need tree surgery
Plus I like my Woman like I like my gravy
Thick
People on the street come up to me and say “How do you do it?”
“Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the stupidest of them all?!”
Some say my mind is like a (re)Tardis, a big empty space inside
That needs a doctor and assistant to get around all the time
I didn’t take my college exams, said I was special needs
They told me I couldn’t even pass Puberty
I can’t find the class, when is it?
Maybe I should skip the lesson
Inspiration! Nursery rhymes with a dope beat
I’m a sell out that idea’s sweet
Steal from the dead poet’s society
To take all the royalties
Winner Winner! Chicken Dinner
Dick Dastardly with a Muttley snigger
You call me a “Plagiarist”
Don’t know what that is but I’ll take your word for it
Love being on the tour bus with no support
Living it up old school I’m even the driver
You wish you was this hardcore
The people say I’m a tool what’s the fuss
Obviously, I’m a Philips screwdriver
Only good to move and fit the Cross
If I flop I got big plans listen close
Death and Taxes I’m gonna dodge ‘em both
Fake my own demise and live on the coast
Sales go up when you’re a “corpse”
Abuse your compassion with a charitable donation
Collect fame under my pseudonym
Though got to get rid of my lisp
Arthur Holles is my real name
“Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the stupidest of them all?!”
Sitting in my castle watching the females adore
Totally committed to my cause
Holding oversized lighters and some kind of fork
Saying “You’re the Devil!” “Chauvinist Pig!”
High praise and is that what they’re cooking?
Whatever it is they’re frothing at the mouth
Typical, banging my door, wet with anticipation
I’m looking forward to them giving it to me
Before I release the flood gates, I take time to reminisce
This is Capitalism at its greatest
I can afford everything but taste
See, living the American Dream
Is like being in the World Series
Pst implies everyone is in it
But it’s really just for me
There’re suckers on every level
Every parent has a price their kid’s the ticket
To drag them to my concert “Same Shit, Different Beat”
I wear sunglasses and a hood at night
Took my parents advice “Stay out of sight.”
“Get street smart and keep your head down”
Now I look up to no one as I walk all over ‘em
Though I wish I never took the following literally
Shit eating grin, running gag and break a leg
Got so clever I’m dubbed an idiot servant
Think I’m out of line I’ll give you a hook
Break the 4th wall if I knew where to look
People used to rap to say a true something
Nowadays you can just boast I got something
Guess I’ll open up my doors to the horde
Let them have a piece of me and score
“Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the stupidest of them all?!”

Boast

My Uploads

Baby I got a Yo-Yo Soul

Full of tricks
Sink your eye, Calm the rush, Burst o’ flavour
Behind closed doors
Gravity pull, Split the atom, Hit the floor

When this cat’s skinned
You can teach me some more

Baby I got a Yo-Yo Soul
And We. Can. Go.
Out o’ Control

Head charmer
Out in the crowd
Don’t let it slip
Double or down
Chaos in the games
A magician on trial
With school of mind

Spinner line hooking
After dinner let’s get a cooking

Baby I got a Yo-Yo Soul
And We. Can. Go.
Out o’ Control

Breath in
Breath out
Hang tight
Roll down
Wise up
Get it right

Cut me loose
I’ll win you over

Baby I got a Yo-Yo Soul
And We. Can. Go.
Out o’ Control

Oh Yeah Out of Control
We Can Go
Out o’ Control
Come on Baby We Can Go
Out o’ Control (and so on)

Yo-Yo Soul

On the streets of promise
A poet collects defeat
Too old for the signs
Have you seen yourself lately?

Colour gone
From worms in your eyes
War is all around us
Love its cunning disguise

In the haze of ancient dreams
From an Orchard of talent
Did yours fall to its knees?
Waste away in winter years?

The apple of your eyes
Became life’s white lie
Pretend it’s going to be alright
Cry yourself to sleep at night

Did we forget? Did we know?
Is the answer broken, when we are born?
Scream because we, lost the word?
Tomorrow cuts straight, to the bone

I put the apple back, it kept falling
Until I rotted, my dream never aged
I fell for moments, the day never changed
I am the Tramp, that risked nothing

Aura of Amnesia

Saw you fortune telling
Fell through the window
Like I already knew who you are
Hit the mark partner
We’ll go far

Got the money
Bag her love for free
Shot security 9-5
Golden moment
Silver scars
Gonna put life in my time
Before I pay for it

I hold her rise and set
Season’s in my room
She met her maker
I’m keeping June

Bad habit’s joined the club
Doesn’t matter she don’t mind
I got her heart turned it on
I’m a thief not a liar
Let’s break the news to your mother

I hold her rise and set
Season’s in my room
She met her maker
I’m keeping June

Holiday view
Thrown on queue
A distance
Illusion folds
We own tomorrow
I got some road for Jack ‘n’ I
Don’t want to go back

I see you smiling so I
Soothe a crime
Wearing mine
They’ve got no choice
I’m keeping June

I hold her rise and set
Season’s in my room
She met her maker
I’m keeping June

The Other June

Push me
Push me away
So push me, push me away
From this

Thought she was the one
To be with through the ages
Yet she told the stars
Don’t grant my wishes
So I say

Shoot
Down
The Stars
Give
Up
From the start

Piñata for alone no longer
I’m hanging by a hope
Pin the X on my chest
This wrong sings right no more
So I say

Shoot
Down
The Stars
Give
Up
From the Start

So push me away
Didn’t ask for this
Anyway

Barbwire through the veins
Echo her name faces the same
Even when I’m empty
A madness without blame
Whispers of yesterday
Which way should I tread?
To the past I surrender
Until the road of memory
Claims the loss
To the future I travel
Until the road of story
Reclaim the man
So I say

Shoot
Down
The Stars
Give
Up
From the Start

So push me
Away
Didn’t Ask
For this
Anyway

Shoot Down The Stars

9MilliMetre
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
This Scythes Extension
Releases All Tension
Hold Cowards Angel
Lowest Bidder Sold
We Got Power Fun
Live Die Sleep With The Gun
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
John Wayne Came
Boys Want Shane
Toys For Fools
I Got You Bang Dead!
We Roll On The Floor
Until The Game Is Knock Over The Store
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
Lock ‘n’ Load
Mock And Fold
Myself Sin Enter
Kick Back Echoed
Hollow Point Bullet Named
Doing Five Nickels For A Dead Man’s Change
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM
9MM

9MM

Finding I’m lost to the other side
Pleasure and Pain collide
Curtain call Curtain fall
Six feet Deep
Six feet Wide

Saga began when my love ran
Teased with my addiction
Or was it another man?
I asked a question, she had a fit
Got a spoon to help, she left me to it
Tried a fix, she cried, threw a shoe
Walked out kinda funny
I put two and two together and got fxxx all

Finding I’m lost to the other side
Pleasure and Pain collide
Curtain call Curtain fall
Six feet Deep
Six feet Wide

Give me a sign
In my string vest design
Is she the wicked bitch of the west?
Shall I find her with this red shoe test?
Close my eyes, click her heels, three times
Lover come home to me
Click! Click! Click!
fxxx. Remote control’s broke

Tried to hug her but she didn’t want me no more
Tried to keep her from leaving the door
Tied myself in knots and made a bow
‘Cause I’m pretty fxxxed up

Finding I’m lost to the other siiiiide
Pleasure and Pain Colllllide
Curtain Call Curtain Falllll
Six feet Deep
Six feet Wiiiiide

Finding I'm Lost


About Me

Bio

Writer of The Silent Album. amazon.com/dp/B08DHMQ673
Doer of Good. Ex Professional Couch Potato.

CV/History

Writer
Book "The Silent Album".
Three Screenplays.
One TV Pilot.
Other boring jobs, so I'll fill the rest of my CV out how most people do. With lies.
Once ate a whole packet of Sherbet Dib without licking my lips. The secret, I didn't open it.
Constantly trying to learn Spanish. Really annoys my Italian girlfriends.
Full Time Terrorist Negotiator. I never get what I want from my boss.

Key Dates

Upcoming Tour "Dodging my Loan Shark"
Tour Dates. To be confirmed...
Future Performances. Being centre stage of my living room watching everyone else perform my lyrics (please hear my prayers, Flying Spaghetti Monster)

Contact

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