Serial lyricist, songwriter and multi-instrumentalist. I've been writing songs and lyrics for well over a decade. Can contact me here, at [email protected] or through my website. I also make modern websites at webgorgeous.com
If you ever wonder where our freedoms went,
In our legal system, it’s guilty until proven innocent.
Just whatever you do, don’t try to hard to look,
The status quo is judge the cover then proceed to burn the book.
Yes hedonism cuts ice well in the biggest cities,
Moving from place to place like stylish gypsies,
But behind every large fortune lies a big crime,
The bigger the reward, then the bigger the lie.
Walk the dog, water the garden,
How do you do? Sorry, beg your pardon,
Please the wife then go wash the car
Pay the mortgage, don’t work too hard.
Queue in line, don’t feed your dreams,
Report anything that’s not as it seems,
Be just like the rest, big men don’t cry.
Bowing your head, that’s how freedoms die.
If you ever wonder where our freedoms went,
In our legal system, it’s guilty until proven innocent.
Just whatever you do, don’t try to hard to look,
The status quo is judge the cover then proceed to burn the book.
Yes hedonism cuts ice well in the biggest cities,
Moving around place to place like stylish gypsies,
But behind every large fortune lies a big crime,
The bigger the reward, then the bigger the lie.
Just one allegation can have you out your job,
One jealous girlfriend with a story and a sob.
Never have we believed in hearsay so much,
In this world of fantasy, lies becomes the crutch.
Self-pity is the latest fad and addiction,
Speaking in beliefs without any conviction.
Rushing to build a world where everyone’s a victim,
Disneyland for every bully, we built the perfect system.
If you ever wonder where our freedoms went,
In our legal system, it’s guilty until proven innocent.
Just whatever you do, don’t try to hard to look,
The status quo is judge the cover then proceed to burn the book.
Yes hedonism cuts ice well in the biggest cities,
Moving around place to place like stylish gypsies,
But behind every large fortune lies a big crime,
The bigger the reward, then the bigger the lie.
Faith in the law whilst your employers make you impotent.
Chased by professional activists who are militant.
Fight for your rights, put history straight for the record,
Bankrupt yourself with a law case - that you can’t afford,
Where are we going? What has humanity become?
What is the youth today, how are they so dumb?
How is it that they can not have any proper views.
I know it is the case, it’s all they report on the news.
If you ever wonder where our freedoms went,
In our legal system, it’s guilty until proven innocent.
Just whatever you do, don’t try to hard to look,
The status quo is judge the cover then proceed to burn the book.
Yes hedonism cuts ice well in the biggest cities,
Moving from place to place like stylish gypsies,
But behind every large fortune lies a big crime,
The bigger the reward, then the bigger the lie.
Thick as two short planks,
And wider than a tank.
So dead behind the eyes,
Don’t hide your thunder thighs.
The vacuous uneducated gimps,
Keep acting like our pimps.
But do nothing with their days,
Marketers can get them paid.
Nothing to say when they,
Don’t have their damn lines.
But always sold out anyway,
Just a sign of our times.
Children can starve to death.
Whose parents don’t have time to dream.
But people will queue for hour,
To hear about a new woman’s skincream.
Please tell us all about your wealth,
Tell us more about yourself.
All about your aggravation,
Talk about your constipation.
All loud on important TV,
Apparently we need to know thee.
Out there clear and loud.
Shakespeare would be proud.
It’s not an accusation,
But maybe try less masturbation.
Such a depressing sign of the times.
Even AI could write you better lines.
My blue eyed beauty has eyes so bright but always full of mystery.
I love how she glances down right before she really looks at me,
The way she looks like she is just about to smile wide,
Then looks away like there is something on her mind.
Love the way she tucks her hair like it’s blowing in the wind.
And then she sighs, dreaming of some adventure happening,
Love the way her eyes dance and she gets excited so fast,
Right before, like bells pealing, she begins to laugh.
For my blue eyes beauty there is so much I would do.
For the looks that she gives me, when I kiss her too,
Though happiness we might not have every day, all the time.
But it’s worth it still when my beauty says she’s mine.
Whenever she smiles, her face lights up the room,
Always able to lift up friends from their doom and gloom,
Knowing so much, but her modesty never lets her tell,
How she speaks two more languages fluently as well.
And might not have got to the best universities in the world,
But only because she didn’t school in the right country and zip code.
Still she just smiles and for lost chances doesn’t seem to mind.
Because she understands how the blind always lead the blind.
My blue eyed beauty and I always stay together and rise above.
Through miles and years together we keep our bond, our special love,
Still we grow stronger side by side and do not grow apart.
And I know she loves me, my blue eyed beauty in my heart.
If you ever wonder where our freedoms went,
In our legal system, it’s guilty until proven innocent.
Just whatever you do, don’t try to hard to look,
The status quo is judge the cover then proceed to burn the book.
Yes hedonism cuts ice well in the biggest cities,
Moving from place to place like stylish gypsies,
But behind every large fortune lies a big crime,
The bigger the reward, then the bigger the lie.
Walk the dog, water the garden,
How do you do? Sorry, beg your pardon,
Please the wife then go wash the car
Pay the mortgage, don’t work too hard.
Queue in line, don’t feed your dreams,
Report anything that’s not as it seems,
Be just like the rest, big men don’t cry.
Bowing your head, that’s how freedoms die.
If you ever wonder where our freedoms went,
In our legal system, it’s guilty until proven innocent.
Just whatever you do, don’t try to hard to look,
The status quo is judge the cover then proceed to burn the book.
Yes hedonism cuts ice well in the biggest cities,
Moving around place to place like stylish gypsies,
But behind every large fortune lies a big crime,
The bigger the reward, then the bigger the lie.
Just one allegation can have you out your job,
One jealous girlfriend with a story and a sob.
Never have we believed in hearsay so much,
In this world of fantasy, lies becomes the crutch.
Self-pity is the latest fad and addiction,
Speaking in beliefs without any conviction.
Rushing to build a world where everyone’s a victim,
Disneyland for every bully, we built the perfect system.
If you ever wonder where our freedoms went,
In our legal system, it’s guilty until proven innocent.
Just whatever you do, don’t try to hard to look,
The status quo is judge the cover then proceed to burn the book.
Yes hedonism cuts ice well in the biggest cities,
Moving around place to place like stylish gypsies,
But behind every large fortune lies a big crime,
The bigger the reward, then the bigger the lie.
Faith in the law whilst your employers make you impotent.
Chased by professional activists who are militant.
Fight for your rights, put history straight for the record,
Bankrupt yourself with a law case - that you can’t afford,
Where are we going? What has humanity become?
What is the youth today, how are they so dumb?
How is it that they can not have any proper views.
I know it is the case, it’s all they report on the news.
If you ever wonder where our freedoms went,
In our legal system, it’s guilty until proven innocent.
Just whatever you do, don’t try to hard to look,
The status quo is judge the cover then proceed to burn the book.
Yes hedonism cuts ice well in the biggest cities,
Moving from place to place like stylish gypsies,
But behind every large fortune lies a big crime,
The bigger the reward, then the bigger the lie.
Thick as two short planks,
And wider than a tank.
So dead behind the eyes,
Don’t hide your thunder thighs.
The vacuous uneducated gimps,
Keep acting like our pimps.
But do nothing with their days,
Marketers can get them paid.
Nothing to say when they,
Don’t have their damn lines.
But always sold out anyway,
Just a sign of our times.
Children can starve to death.
Whose parents don’t have time to dream.
But people will queue for hour,
To hear about a new woman’s skincream.
Please tell us all about your wealth,
Tell us more about yourself.
All about your aggravation,
Talk about your constipation.
All loud on important TV,
Apparently we need to know thee.
Out there clear and loud.
Shakespeare would be proud.
It’s not an accusation,
But maybe try less masturbation.
Such a depressing sign of the times.
Even AI could write you better lines.
My blue eyed beauty has eyes so bright but always full of mystery.
I love how she glances down right before she really looks at me,
The way she looks like she is just about to smile wide,
Then looks away like there is something on her mind.
Love the way she tucks her hair like it’s blowing in the wind.
And then she sighs, dreaming of some adventure happening,
Love the way her eyes dance and she gets excited so fast,
Right before, like bells pealing, she begins to laugh.
For my blue eyes beauty there is so much I would do.
For the looks that she gives me, when I kiss her too,
Though happiness we might not have every day, all the time.
But it’s worth it still when my beauty says she’s mine.
Whenever she smiles, her face lights up the room,
Always able to lift up friends from their doom and gloom,
Knowing so much, but her modesty never lets her tell,
How she speaks two more languages fluently as well.
And might not have got to the best universities in the world,
But only because she didn’t school in the right country and zip code.
Still she just smiles and for lost chances doesn’t seem to mind.
Because she understands how the blind always lead the blind.
My blue eyed beauty and I always stay together and rise above.
Through miles and years together we keep our bond, our special love,
Still we grow stronger side by side and do not grow apart.
And I know she loves me, my blue eyed beauty in my heart.
You sit and have no idea what she thinks,
While she could not care less who you are.
Picturing her smile or the arch of her thigh,
You’re just another uninteresting passerby.
Just one of a thousand girls you’ll never understand,
Happy never to try, and your mind turns bland.
Her low-cut top and high shorts candy to your eye,
Like taking candy from a baby, you dream to try.
Tall and slender as a lily, holding herself with wordless grace.
Elegance to match the sight of her entrapping face,
Thin blonde strands float tantalising in some unfelt breeze,
Gossamer that does not know the souls that it can tease.
The movement of her hands is always so delicate,
Trying to fit in but she can’t hide her etiquette.
Friends envy her intelligence whenever it betrays,
Or how she tinkles the ivory with ease when she plays.
You sit and have no idea what she thinks,
While she could not care less who you are.
Picturing her smile or the arch of her thigh,
You’re just another uninteresting passerby.
Just one of a thousand girls you’ll never understand,
Happy never to try, and your mind turns bland.
Her low-cut top and high shorts candy to your eye,
Like taking candy from a baby you dream to try.
A mind of innocence and kindness and of zest,
Alien to most who desire to know her best.
Her mysterious character balm to your soul,
For you love that she’s still too wild to control.
From within seeps her light, always creeping out,
From the corners of her eyes, the creases of her mouth.
Bursts through in her playful smile, or her laughter just the same.
Attracting helpless wretches, moths to an open flame.
You sit and have no idea what she thinks,
While she could not care less who you are.
Picturing her smile or the arch of her thigh,
You’re just another uninteresting passerby.
Just one of a thousand girls you’ll never understand,
Happy never to try, and your mind turns bland.
Her low-cut top and high shorts candy to your eye,
Like taking candy from a baby you dream to try.
Her eyes can tell you more than ten fools in a day,
A laugh that will steer your heart to bloom or decay,
Hopes you hang on the edge of a smile that quickly darts away.
Unrequited, remote, resurgent feelings that you keep at bay.
Memory of her light remains, like thoughts of cloudless skies.
Her beauty stays with you, you remember it from her eyes.
Like so many men before you, you would love to tell,
Of how you love and adore this woman and angel.
Oh Frankenstein’s monster you’re a beautiful creature,
Shouting from the mountain-tops, you’ve full of all-new features.
But good news is here, don’t go on repeating yourself.
You reserved your spot to make your unlimited wealth.
Don’t tell us the replica beats the original, you’re right and we all know.
You’re an inventor of many great things, always tell yourself so.
Yours are only right answers, infinite wrong ones for certain.
Printing off money, piling up debt behind your delusion curtain.
Once upon a time, man’s reach did exceeded his grasp,
Now we teach children how to hustle, stealing is all that we ask.
Why create anything when you can take it all instead,
When in this century, celebrating a creator is dead.
Reverse engineering is what the world does best.
Get together and kill the creator, there’s money for the rest.
All we care about in life is putting money in our pockets.
Keep on thieving as long as you don’t end up in the docket.
Oh Frankenstein’s monster you’re a beautiful creature,
Shouting from the mountain-tops, you’ve full of all-new features.
But good news is here, don’t go on repeating yourself.
You reserved your spot to make your unlimited wealth.
Don’t tell us the replica beats the original, you’re right and we all know.
You’re an inventor of many great things, always tell yourself so.
Yours are only right answers, infinite wrong ones for certain.
Printing off money, piling up debt behind your delusion curtain.
This is the new world philosophy, neo-saviors putting themselves first.
Socialism for our rich guardians and capitalism for our worst.
Nothing original about how thieves are going to lie.
One bye one, inventors give up or wither away and die.
Still somehow the city is surprised that Investment is starting to dip,
Apparently because startups just can’t ship.
The only thing surprising is billionaires won’t get wise,
Handing over their money for bad salesmen's new lies.
Oh Frankenstein’s monster you’re a beautiful creature,
Shouting from the mountain-tops, you’ve full of all-new features.
But good news is here, don’t go on repeating yourself.
You reserved your spot to make your unlimited wealth.
Don’t tell us the replica beats the original, you’re right and we all know.
You’re an inventor of many great things, always tell yourself so.
Yours are only right answers, infinite wrong ones for certain.
Printing off money, piling up debt behind your delusion curtain.
Believing in cures for cancer or living on the glory.
Rich men will always dance to some new salesman’s new story.
What can be achieved, only what oligarchs have been told.
Colonies on Mars and us all living past a hundred years old.
One day when you’re super-rich, you’ll be deluded too, only wanting to believe yourself.
But nobody will tell you otherwise when you’re relied on for your wealth.
And billionaires together will be lauding our incredible system.
Well are we heading towards more democracy or is it feudalism.
Oh Frankenstein’s monster you’re a beautiful creature,
Shouting from the mountain-tops, you’ve full of all-new features.
But good news is here, don’t go on repeating yourself.
You reserved your spot to make your unlimited wealth.
Don’t tell us the replica beats the original, you’re right and we all know.
You’re an inventor of many great things, always tell yourself so.
Yours are only right answers, infinite wrong ones for certain.
Printing off money, piling up debt behind your delusion curtain.
Cos the summertime’s arrived, so I’m checking out you, checking out me…
Wearing our big shades checking each other out, so both of us can’t see…
Well the sun’s so hot it’s forced us down to one little bit of clothing each.
Cos it’s the end of school and we’re looking cool spreading out at the beach.
She says, take off your shades now, I can’t see where your eyes look, when you’re talking to me.
He says, hey I can’t see your eyes either, I guess then we just both can’t see.
She says hey that’s not fair, what if you’re looking at my body kinda sexually.
He says well isn’t that what you came to the beach for, wearing that bikini?
She say, well hey though what if you’re picturing my body with nothing on?
He says, well it’s a free country looking at your body is doing nothing wrong.
She says, oh you dirty boy! You’ve got such a filthy mind.
He says, well you’re the one who thought of it, don’t we make two of a kind?
Cos the summertime’s arrived, so I’m checking out you, checking out me…
Wearing our big shades checking each other out, so both of us can’t see…
Well the sun’s so hot it’s forced us down to one little bit of clothing each.
Cos it’s the end of school and we’re looking cool spreading out at the beach.
She says hey that means you were imagining how I was looking with nothing on?
He says I didn’t have to, a bikini reveals the same as your bra and your thong.
And she says it’s not the same, definitely not like having nothing on too.
He says well I guess that’s something that I don’t yet know about you.
She says well it’s something that’ll always be just in your imagination.
He says you’re the one that wants me to picture you with nothing on.
She says hey, don’t accuse me! I didn’t think like that about you.
He says well you’re thinking about it now, so what’re you gonna do?
Cos the summertime’s arrived, so I’m checking out you, checking out me…
Wearing our big shades checking each other out, so both of us can’t see…
Well the sun’s so hot it’s forced us down to one little bit of clothing each.
Cos it’s the end of school and we’re looking cool spreading out at the beach.
She says where do you want to take it to from here,
He says yeah I’ve seen your round, yeah I think we’re in the same year.
She says you’re down with your friends, maybe we could all hang out.
He says I’m a more one-on-one kind of guy, that’s what I’m about.
Well maybe I could be into you. I think you’ve got something going.
Yeah It would be a shame to say goodbye now the conversation’s flowing.
Well you’re the one that wanted to see how I look in my bra and my thong.
My imagination was always bad. I'm a guy that’s much more hands-on.
Listen to no-one else and only go forward as a rule.
Complain your friends are really enemies in a life that is just so cruel.
Live life in confusion when you keep recognising the start,
Because going round in circles is really not that hard.
Sports just like language, you adopted then made them worse.
Music arts and books have all been seen travelling in your hearse.
Frankenstein’s monster of progression all the time forges ahead.
Round and round like a NASCAR driver, on lock in hard left.
No-one likes your superhero films, no not even the kids,
We like them for an hour, then forget who the villain is.
Keep buying more guns, so less people will die.
Stay on your smartphones, film the balloons in the sky.
Yes the rest of the world thinks you’re a disgrace
Aliens don’t exist and there’s jack shit in space.
You think the illuminati is real and the world is flat.
Created World of Warcraft so everyone knows you’re a twat.
Listen to no-one else and only go forward as a rule.
Complain your friends are really enemies in a life that is just so cruel.
Live life in confusion when you keep recognising the start
Because going round in circles is really not that hard
Sports just like language, you adopted then made them worse.
Music arts and books have all been seen travelling in your hearse.
Frankenstein’s monster of progression all the time forges ahead.
Round and round like a NASCAR driver, on lock in hard left.
You’re afraid of your history and dislike your own race.
Anytime now you can stop hitting yourself in the face.
Sure you’re going forward but not sure where you’re going.
Argue that you’re right without any idea of knowing.
Days spent in fantasies, and your dreams just don’t come true,
Living in your head so your delusions control you.
Simplify your history because you dislike the search for truth.
The world became fed up of how you’re so rich but so rude.
Listen to no-one else and only go forward as a rule.
Complain your friends are enemies in a life that is just so cruel.
Live life in confusion when you keep recognising the start,
Because going round in circles is really not that hard.
Sports just like language, you adopted then made them worse.
Music arts and books have all been seen travelling in your hearse.
Frankenstein’s monster of progression all the time forges ahead.
Round and round like a NASCAR driver, on lock in hard left.
While you create more problems for your economy.
Politicians focused on increasing inequality,
It’s not like the world doesn’t need a hand.
Standing up and point out, they’re not making any more land.
Leading the world in obesity, lead it outright in debt.
Have you even stopped mass murdering each other yet?
Always getting thicker, steadily shorter all the time,
Leading the world apparently, certainly leading it in crime.
Listen to no-one else and only go forward as a rule.
Complain your friends are enemies in a life that is just so cruel.
Live life in confusion when you keep recognising the start,
Because going round in circles is really not that hard.
Sports just like language, you adopted then made them worse.
Music arts and books have all been seen travelling in your hearse.
Frankenstein’s monster of progression all the time forges ahead.
Round and round like a NASCAR driver, on lock in hard left.
Sheeran’s pumping out new music, but not quite the A-team,
Spending his time with celebs, probably not sure what they mean.
Adele’s in a nervous breakdown, Turner’s not sure where he lives.
Elton John’s doing well, in fairness the gay scene always is.
But you don’t need real friends here, money buys compliments instead,
As long as your rich somehow, you’ll be remembered when you’re dead.
Be happy you’re still alive while junk slowly fries your brain,
Friendly with the nutters who shot to death Lennon and Cobain.
Keep creating more money, all for the good of the economy,
It’s all alright isn’t it, if you politicians are all chummy,
Give it to the banks whenever they do wrong
All that you need you know, is to listen to my song.
Get my message quick, to someone over at the central bank.
Get it there urgently, even if they haven’t got a clue,
I only need to tell them quickly, I need a bailout too.
I don’t need the 16 billion like Lehman for not paying investors on time.
I don’t need the 20 billion like Meryll got, for breaking every financial crime.
I only want a couple of million really, for a decade or two that will do.
Can someone message the central bankers pronto,
Because I need a bailout too.
I’ve been in some speculative assets you see,
I’ve invested in them real good.
Some sweet financial instruments I know of,
Some futures, options and puts.
I can bet on the future, I’ve seen it,
In fact I can predict a real haul,
I can make some real money for the country,
But not if the government keeps it all.
I’ve got a bet with a sweet sweet pay-off.
Though it’s only a hundred to one,
You can trust me I got it from Goldman,
And nothing will go wrong.
I’ve done all the right economic models, and they all say the self same thing,
Huge profitability for everyone, so you can be certain it’s happening.
There’s barely any assumptions, only twenty or so,
But I’ve checked with all the big banks models, twenty is way less than theirs you know.
But it's also more than a lot of them, just depends on who you see.
So the pay-off is definitely set in stone certainly.
Well I'm saying it now, you know there won't be any shocks,
The profits are good as banked, there can't be any knocks.
And if it all doesn’t come off,
It won’t really matter though.
We’ve got a place on our board,
For someone sound like you, you know.
Well it’s socialism for finance, capitalism for the poor
But you can trust me thoroughly you know, I’m not going to lose it all.
Anyway you guys can just write of the debts, us bankers cannot pay.
I’m one of the good guys also, so send a bailout my way.
If you ever wonder where our freedoms went,
In our legal system, it’s guilty until proven innocent.
Just whatever you do, don’t try to hard to look,
The status quo is judge the cover then proceed to burn the book.
Yes hedonism cuts ice well in the biggest cities,
Moving from place to place like stylish gypsies,
But behind every large fortune lies a big crime,
The bigger the reward, then the bigger the lie.
Walk the dog, water the garden,
How do you do? Sorry, beg your pardon,
Please the wife then go wash the car
Pay the mortgage, don’t work too hard.
Queue in line, don’t feed your dreams,
Report anything that’s not as it seems,
Be just like the rest, big men don’t cry.
Bowing your head, that’s how freedoms die.
If you ever wonder where our freedoms went,
In our legal system, it’s guilty until proven innocent.
Just whatever you do, don’t try to hard to look,
The status quo is judge the cover then proceed to burn the book.
Yes hedonism cuts ice well in the biggest cities,
Moving around place to place like stylish gypsies,
But behind every large fortune lies a big crime,
The bigger the reward, then the bigger the lie.
Just one allegation can have you out your job,
One jealous girlfriend with a story and a sob.
Never have we believed in hearsay so much,
In this world of fantasy, lies becomes the crutch.
Self-pity is the latest fad and addiction,
Speaking in beliefs without any conviction.
Rushing to build a world where everyone’s a victim,
Disneyland for every bully, we built the perfect system.
If you ever wonder where our freedoms went,
In our legal system, it’s guilty until proven innocent.
Just whatever you do, don’t try to hard to look,
The status quo is judge the cover then proceed to burn the book.
Yes hedonism cuts ice well in the biggest cities,
Moving around place to place like stylish gypsies,
But behind every large fortune lies a big crime,
The bigger the reward, then the bigger the lie.
Faith in the law whilst your employers make you impotent.
Chased by professional activists who are militant.
Fight for your rights, put history straight for the record,
Bankrupt yourself with a law case - that you can’t afford,
Where are we going? What has humanity become?
What is the youth today, how are they so dumb?
How is it that they can not have any proper views.
I know it is the case, it’s all they report on the news.
If you ever wonder where our freedoms went,
In our legal system, it’s guilty until proven innocent.
Just whatever you do, don’t try to hard to look,
The status quo is judge the cover then proceed to burn the book.
Yes hedonism cuts ice well in the biggest cities,
Moving from place to place like stylish gypsies,
But behind every large fortune lies a big crime,
The bigger the reward, then the bigger the lie.
Thick as two short planks,
And wider than a tank.
So dead behind the eyes,
Don’t hide your thunder thighs.
The vacuous uneducated gimps,
Keep acting like our pimps.
But do nothing with their days,
Marketers can get them paid.
Nothing to say when they,
Don’t have their damn lines.
But always sold out anyway,
Just a sign of our times.
Children can starve to death.
Whose parents don’t have time to dream.
But people will queue for hour,
To hear about a new woman’s skincream.
Please tell us all about your wealth,
Tell us more about yourself.
All about your aggravation,
Talk about your constipation.
All loud on important TV,
Apparently we need to know thee.
Out there clear and loud.
Shakespeare would be proud.
It’s not an accusation,
But maybe try less masturbation.
Such a depressing sign of the times.
Even AI could write you better lines.
My blue eyed beauty has eyes so bright but always full of mystery.
I love how she glances down right before she really looks at me,
The way she looks like she is just about to smile wide,
Then looks away like there is something on her mind.
Love the way she tucks her hair like it’s blowing in the wind.
And then she sighs, dreaming of some adventure happening,
Love the way her eyes dance and she gets excited so fast,
Right before, like bells pealing, she begins to laugh.
For my blue eyes beauty there is so much I would do.
For the looks that she gives me, when I kiss her too,
Though happiness we might not have every day, all the time.
But it’s worth it still when my beauty says she’s mine.
Whenever she smiles, her face lights up the room,
Always able to lift up friends from their doom and gloom,
Knowing so much, but her modesty never lets her tell,
How she speaks two more languages fluently as well.
And might not have got to the best universities in the world,
But only because she didn’t school in the right country and zip code.
Still she just smiles and for lost chances doesn’t seem to mind.
Because she understands how the blind always lead the blind.
My blue eyed beauty and I always stay together and rise above.
Through miles and years together we keep our bond, our special love,
Still we grow stronger side by side and do not grow apart.
And I know she loves me, my blue eyed beauty in my heart.
You sit and have no idea what she thinks,
While she could not care less who you are.
Picturing her smile or the arch of her thigh,
You’re just another uninteresting passerby.
Just one of a thousand girls you’ll never understand,
Happy never to try, and your mind turns bland.
Her low-cut top and high shorts candy to your eye,
Like taking candy from a baby, you dream to try.
Tall and slender as a lily, holding herself with wordless grace.
Elegance to match the sight of her entrapping face,
Thin blonde strands float tantalising in some unfelt breeze,
Gossamer that does not know the souls that it can tease.
The movement of her hands is always so delicate,
Trying to fit in but she can’t hide her etiquette.
Friends envy her intelligence whenever it betrays,
Or how she tinkles the ivory with ease when she plays.
You sit and have no idea what she thinks,
While she could not care less who you are.
Picturing her smile or the arch of her thigh,
You’re just another uninteresting passerby.
Just one of a thousand girls you’ll never understand,
Happy never to try, and your mind turns bland.
Her low-cut top and high shorts candy to your eye,
Like taking candy from a baby you dream to try.
A mind of innocence and kindness and of zest,
Alien to most who desire to know her best.
Her mysterious character balm to your soul,
For you love that she’s still too wild to control.
From within seeps her light, always creeping out,
From the corners of her eyes, the creases of her mouth.
Bursts through in her playful smile, or her laughter just the same.
Attracting helpless wretches, moths to an open flame.
You sit and have no idea what she thinks,
While she could not care less who you are.
Picturing her smile or the arch of her thigh,
You’re just another uninteresting passerby.
Just one of a thousand girls you’ll never understand,
Happy never to try, and your mind turns bland.
Her low-cut top and high shorts candy to your eye,
Like taking candy from a baby you dream to try.
Her eyes can tell you more than ten fools in a day,
A laugh that will steer your heart to bloom or decay,
Hopes you hang on the edge of a smile that quickly darts away.
Unrequited, remote, resurgent feelings that you keep at bay.
Memory of her light remains, like thoughts of cloudless skies.
Her beauty stays with you, you remember it from her eyes.
Like so many men before you, you would love to tell,
Of how you love and adore this woman and angel.
Oh Frankenstein’s monster you’re a beautiful creature,
Shouting from the mountain-tops, you’ve full of all-new features.
But good news is here, don’t go on repeating yourself.
You reserved your spot to make your unlimited wealth.
Don’t tell us the replica beats the original, you’re right and we all know.
You’re an inventor of many great things, always tell yourself so.
Yours are only right answers, infinite wrong ones for certain.
Printing off money, piling up debt behind your delusion curtain.
Once upon a time, man’s reach did exceeded his grasp,
Now we teach children how to hustle, stealing is all that we ask.
Why create anything when you can take it all instead,
When in this century, celebrating a creator is dead.
Reverse engineering is what the world does best.
Get together and kill the creator, there’s money for the rest.
All we care about in life is putting money in our pockets.
Keep on thieving as long as you don’t end up in the docket.
Oh Frankenstein’s monster you’re a beautiful creature,
Shouting from the mountain-tops, you’ve full of all-new features.
But good news is here, don’t go on repeating yourself.
You reserved your spot to make your unlimited wealth.
Don’t tell us the replica beats the original, you’re right and we all know.
You’re an inventor of many great things, always tell yourself so.
Yours are only right answers, infinite wrong ones for certain.
Printing off money, piling up debt behind your delusion curtain.
This is the new world philosophy, neo-saviors putting themselves first.
Socialism for our rich guardians and capitalism for our worst.
Nothing original about how thieves are going to lie.
One bye one, inventors give up or wither away and die.
Still somehow the city is surprised that Investment is starting to dip,
Apparently because startups just can’t ship.
The only thing surprising is billionaires won’t get wise,
Handing over their money for bad salesmen's new lies.
Oh Frankenstein’s monster you’re a beautiful creature,
Shouting from the mountain-tops, you’ve full of all-new features.
But good news is here, don’t go on repeating yourself.
You reserved your spot to make your unlimited wealth.
Don’t tell us the replica beats the original, you’re right and we all know.
You’re an inventor of many great things, always tell yourself so.
Yours are only right answers, infinite wrong ones for certain.
Printing off money, piling up debt behind your delusion curtain.
Believing in cures for cancer or living on the glory.
Rich men will always dance to some new salesman’s new story.
What can be achieved, only what oligarchs have been told.
Colonies on Mars and us all living past a hundred years old.
One day when you’re super-rich, you’ll be deluded too, only wanting to believe yourself.
But nobody will tell you otherwise when you’re relied on for your wealth.
And billionaires together will be lauding our incredible system.
Well are we heading towards more democracy or is it feudalism.
Oh Frankenstein’s monster you’re a beautiful creature,
Shouting from the mountain-tops, you’ve full of all-new features.
But good news is here, don’t go on repeating yourself.
You reserved your spot to make your unlimited wealth.
Don’t tell us the replica beats the original, you’re right and we all know.
You’re an inventor of many great things, always tell yourself so.
Yours are only right answers, infinite wrong ones for certain.
Printing off money, piling up debt behind your delusion curtain.
Cos the summertime’s arrived, so I’m checking out you, checking out me…
Wearing our big shades checking each other out, so both of us can’t see…
Well the sun’s so hot it’s forced us down to one little bit of clothing each.
Cos it’s the end of school and we’re looking cool spreading out at the beach.
She says, take off your shades now, I can’t see where your eyes look, when you’re talking to me.
He says, hey I can’t see your eyes either, I guess then we just both can’t see.
She says hey that’s not fair, what if you’re looking at my body kinda sexually.
He says well isn’t that what you came to the beach for, wearing that bikini?
She say, well hey though what if you’re picturing my body with nothing on?
He says, well it’s a free country looking at your body is doing nothing wrong.
She says, oh you dirty boy! You’ve got such a filthy mind.
He says, well you’re the one who thought of it, don’t we make two of a kind?
Cos the summertime’s arrived, so I’m checking out you, checking out me…
Wearing our big shades checking each other out, so both of us can’t see…
Well the sun’s so hot it’s forced us down to one little bit of clothing each.
Cos it’s the end of school and we’re looking cool spreading out at the beach.
She says hey that means you were imagining how I was looking with nothing on?
He says I didn’t have to, a bikini reveals the same as your bra and your thong.
And she says it’s not the same, definitely not like having nothing on too.
He says well I guess that’s something that I don’t yet know about you.
She says well it’s something that’ll always be just in your imagination.
He says you’re the one that wants me to picture you with nothing on.
She says hey, don’t accuse me! I didn’t think like that about you.
He says well you’re thinking about it now, so what’re you gonna do?
Cos the summertime’s arrived, so I’m checking out you, checking out me…
Wearing our big shades checking each other out, so both of us can’t see…
Well the sun’s so hot it’s forced us down to one little bit of clothing each.
Cos it’s the end of school and we’re looking cool spreading out at the beach.
She says where do you want to take it to from here,
He says yeah I’ve seen your round, yeah I think we’re in the same year.
She says you’re down with your friends, maybe we could all hang out.
He says I’m a more one-on-one kind of guy, that’s what I’m about.
Well maybe I could be into you. I think you’ve got something going.
Yeah It would be a shame to say goodbye now the conversation’s flowing.
Well you’re the one that wanted to see how I look in my bra and my thong.
My imagination was always bad. I'm a guy that’s much more hands-on.
Serial lyricist, songwriter and multi-instrumentalist. I've been writing songs and lyrics for well over a decade. Can contact me here, at [email protected] or through my website. I also make modern websites at webgorgeous.com
Written dozens of songs over many years, been part of bands, mainly lead singer. Can write songs in multiple genres. Played instruments from a very early age. Based in the UK, received University education at a University in top 1% of world rankings. Contact me for more information or a commission for a song - lyrics to suit your genre or style.