Cowboy Confessions 1

Hitler stinks

Pretty Little London Blackbird

Demonstration 2 (Time to Time)

THE WOMAN
I walked through the valleys I chased shadows I stalked Death
I came into a meadow it is there I caught my breath
There was a strange wind blowing reaching up through the trees
There in that valley I fell down to my knees
 
I See a house on the hill with the with its window open wide
I creep up to it slowly like the wind would if it tried
The light spilled out onto the window sill
And the sight inside made my heart standstill
 
Her hear was like honey her skin it is like cream
A more beautiful creature I could not dream
 
I took her to the house of the rising son then down to Scarborough Fair
It is there she said that I was the one as I wrapped my fingers in her hair
She leaned so close to me her breath in my ear I could feel
She whispered to me softly that none of this is real
 
On the second day I woke early it was light but it was cool
She left the house quite early to warm her breakfast she’d need fuel
Moving so gracefully collecting firewood and sticks
She winked at me most definitely or was my mind playing tricks
 
And she moved closer to me like a mountain to a goat
So close that I could see the red ribbon round her whitethroat
She disappeared quite quickly going down to the stream to get some water
Calmly I walked over to the entrance of her quarters
 
There inside where her jewelry should reside were many ribbons of lace
I selected the most beautiful one and held it to my face
 
We were up on top of the ferris wheel a breeze blew coursing round
Up atop that wheel of steel there was such a sight to be found
Her lacey dress being licked by the wind whipped up and tickled me
A gust of air rushed inbetween hissing this could never be
 
On the third day that I knew her I waited till the dead of night
I moved through the shadows illuminated by the moonlight
I crept in through the window the window that I had first seen
The lovely elegant woman the woman of my dreams
 
 
 
She slept so silently it was if she had been killed
Apart from her breast setting softly she was completely still
And the light from the window cast by a moonbeam
Spread a cross of the shadow across her face of cream
 
I glide up to her softly like a leaf floating on a stream
My hands reach out slows as mouth cries out "please don't"
 
 


The Woman

When you're walking down the street
Don't drop you're shit on the ground
It makes the world look ugly
It makes the dolphins frown

When you're walking on the beat
And there's litter at you're feet
Pick it up 
Pick it up 
Pick it up

Put the trash in the trash can 
Put the trash in the trash can
Put the trash in the trash can
Put you're trash in the trash

Put you're trash in the trash can 
Put you're trash in the trash can
Put you're trash in the trash can
Put you're trash in the trash CAN!

Trash Goes In The Trash

Jabber Dabber Doo

((PISSING BLOOD))

Frenemies Live

A MAN HAS HIS HORSE STOLEN AND SEEKS REVENGE AT THE CASH MOTEL (LOOSELY BASED ON STAGGER LEE).

BillyKilling

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