Name: Automobile poverty by com battle viticus in written so a child could understand
Duration: 3 min 11 s
Description: as ever written and performed by me....needs an electric guitar some where......might finish it off another day...might not

ha, been there, very good lyrics, nice one mate

Why you wrote: performed badly by u? I think you r good!

automobile poverty

wireless FM stereo 
tuned for the ultimate 
station of retro
middle aged subversive sixties anthems
vibrate the blown cones
murdered to pre owners worship of the prodigy
a drum and base mixed race 
child of automobile poverty
a beer mat looks right at first glance
like Swedish super group takes a chance
put it on 
i know its wrong
its on me
the document is more or less right
depends how you hold it
in the day light
everything doesn't always come out in the wash
drive away bargain under the cosh
as the S.P gets hammered down in to smaller numbers
i stand and gaze 
at this corrosive wonder
when bob says 
its a hard rain thats going to fall 



written and performed  badly by me....i thank you

written so a child could understand

DICK TOO BIG?

TOD - Eclipse

the nagging doubt 
that brings about 
failure wrapped in flames
existence faded stain
the here and now
won't allow 
responsibility to hold you back 
accept this attacked
with cultural dogma now ingrained
the shackled and chained
soon to be exposed
the hidden depths
within the shallows
of your conscience

the slave in your mind
is the slave in your heart
slave to the end
slave from the start
slave for the money 
slave to the time
slave to the judgement 
of unpunished crime
so please find enclosed
the slave that you know
hidden within the shadows
of your conscience

scarred for life
but healed in death
feelings of empathy 
now bereafed 
know your abstinence 
know their their pain
nailed to the cross
you claim
shows the way to live
all is equal to the amount of fucks 
i couldn't give
you made your choice
about the voice 
so lets call it 
your conscience

the slave in your mind
is the slave in your heart
slave to the end
slave from the start
slave for the money 
slave to the time
slave to the judgement 
of unpunished crime

judgement issued by situation 
weakness of not knowing limitations
like you like me 
like nothing could ever be received
lift your eyes up to your lord 
prepared yourself to be ignored
you're the only one who has to live 
with your conscience.

the nagging doubt 
that brings about 
failure wrapped in flames
existence faded stain
the here and now
won't allow 
responsibility to hold you back 
accept this attacked
with cultural dogma now ingrained
the shackled and chained
soon to be exposed
the hidden depths
within the shallows
of your conscience

conscience-(nagging-doubt-mix).mp3

I have no guilt 
I’m not ashamed 
This civilisation constructed 
On praise not blame 
We are a tribe 
A diverse family 
we are everything 
You wish you could be 

I hear your lies 
About the colour of my eyes 
my race 
my creed
my family 
my kin 
So hate me for my fathers skin
our honour is our loyalty 


We will reign long
Our national song
Our superiority is
Our strength to belong
We welcome all 
those who believe 
We reward  all 
Who commit and agree
our values 
Our way of life
Truth honour freedom
Our  national pride

No guilt 
no shame 
No apologies 
no pain 
Our honour is our loyalty 
No apologies 
No guilt 
No shame 

Honour is our loyalty 
Honour is our loyalty 



I have no guilt 
I’m not ashamed 
This civilisation constructed 
On praise not blame 
We are a tribe 
A diverse family 
we are everything 
You wish you could be 

I hear your lies 
About the colour of my eyes 
my race 
my creed
my family 
my kin 
So hate me for my fathers skin
our honour is our loyalty 


We will reign long
Our national song
Our superiority is
Our strength to belong
We welcome all 
those who believe 
We reward  all 
Who commit and agree
our values 
Our way of life
Truth honour freedom
Our  national pride

No guilt 
no shame 
No apologies 
no pain 
Our honour is our loyalty 
No apologies 
No guilt 
No shame 

Honour is our loyalty 
Honour is our loyalty

my-fathers-skin-(no-shame-no-guilt-mix)-(loyalty-extended-remaster).mp3

its never too soon
always too late
corrupted power 
destiny's fate
this food is love
the fuel for thought
paid in full
though nothing was bought
together we stand
for pointless goals
stoking the fires
avoiding the tolls
its over too soon
before it starts
your life it floods
from bleeding hearts
piss and whinge 
why do you forgive
so many alive
though none have lived
thick and thin 
one slice of bread
hold your breath
pretend you're dead
what's the point 
when awake you cry
take your punishment
eat shit and die
alone you think
process that thought
yours the crime 
once you're caught
its never too late 
before its too soon
march to a beat
your time
your tune

never-too-soon-(corrupted-power-bass-mix)-(remastered)v1.mp3

“The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want. 
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: 
He leadeth me beside the still waters. 
He restoreth my soul: 
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. 

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: 
for thou art with me; 
Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. 
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: 
Thou anointest my head with oil; 
my cup runneth over. 
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: 
And I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.”





‭‭Psalm‬ ‭23‬:‭1‬-‭6‬ ‭KJV‬‬

psalm-23-(death-valley-mix).mp3

Served a kosher dish 
on the menu for a fish
Or a hungry shark
Burning diesel 
lights the dark
Cancelled Gaza tour
Funded NGO war
By the same Zionist 
Hate mongers
Trying to destroy Europe 

Greta on the ropes
Climate communists tropes 
That would make 
The Nazis blush
Flotilla of hate
Media fakes
Tik tok peace maker
Israeli drone breaker
Friggin in the rigging 
As you’ve fuck all else to do

Friggin in the rigging 
As you’ve fuck all else to do

gaza-greta-(mossad-assassination-funded-ngo-hate-monger--mix).mp3

False flag drones 
by mobile phone
Article four
Info war
satanist red line 
Crossed right on time 
Lucifarian members club
Far left Euro hub
NATO rally 
our greatest ally
Flags of pride
pick a genocide 

Captured billions
Erasure of millions 
Every century 
The casualty
European race
Look me in the face
say I’m lying 
Call me a liar
your hand in the fire
say this is not true
Like you never knew

casualty-europe-(like-you-never-knew-mix).mp3

casualty-europe-(pick-a-genocide-mix).mp3

Nonce nation groomer central
Maxist doctrine inessential 
Butt hole sex preferred 
Common sense deferred
To Communist Hash tags
peedo hags
Retard spags
Waving Pali flags
Recruiting at your school 
The opinions of fools
Don’t be a tool
Either hammer or sickle 
friends be fickle
Don’t let fads ruin your life 

Stay free 
be who you want to be
But leave the kids alone 
Leave the kids alone 
Leave the kids alone 
LEAVE THE KIDS ALONE!!

school-recruiters(-spiritual-war-fare-mix).mp3

written and performed by me......hope you get the idea what i was trying to acheive...could be better

Psychedelic madness with hard core thrash tendancies v2

written and performed by myself ...

captive audience

written so a child could understand,
though for them you wouldn't want to read,
give me some more subject matter,
as i feel the need to bleed,
with my tabloid style of poetry,
give me all you've got and everything you can throw at me,
so i can turn a mole hill of nothing into a mountain of sh*t,
defragmentize all information piece by bit,
an every day nobodys acid burn sarcastic wit,
hammering it all down between the parallel lines,
rushing in like amphetamine blues just to pay the speeding fines,
so i can white wash the cruel intentions,
never hold a candle to a petrol soaked pretension,
the danger of a personality marauder,
infected by social disorder,
who is seeking and searching seductive designs,
as i try to fulfill my own vision of life,
with Christmas tree lights showing the way through the field of mines,
to quench the imaginary desires i imprison in my head,
i chew all,
but not always swallow everything I'm fed,
knowledge that is vomited back up like a bulimics dinner,
the more that is publicly sampled,
the more we seem to get thinner,
in your idealism,
in your points of view,
i couldn't be who i am now,
without my audience,
without you.

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as ever written and performed by me....needs an electric guitar some where......might finish it off another day...might not

Automobile poverty

written and performed by me and Sally  

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