a filthy poem by Mr Brockless about swanning into a gay bar and writing out a shag tag plus Swan Lake Music mixed in with myself rapping over the top with the filthy poem to hand plus Eleanor Clare EleanorClare.com in the mix

Swan'Z

Oz If'z one

Oz If'z two

Oz If'z Three

Unheavenly Creatures
Hey Grey Hey!! I’m calling you out…
Johnny was on T
Johnny was a vampire
Johnny had a name
Johnny became nameless
Johnny fights the grey
Johnny you are blameless

Narcissism is a given
When you are self-driven
but not to a fault
Everything ism is an ism 
Something for the vault

Invisible pressures of life as a homosexual
 Hey Grey Hey ! I’m calling you out…

Hey Grey I'm Calling you Out

Ran with the Wolves

No more do i run with Wolves
but now
a vampire 
I hunt them down
I protect noone a kind
Unto Myself i think you might find
Nothing to worry about when you are
Zero of the Night
Batturnal
Flight
werewolves they regret by dawn
Vampires forever darkened by their eternal mourn

Pieces Of My Heart

my legs are like butter so easily spread
a sad Tale of Gaydom not for Princesses or Princes
Sordid affairs of a Fluid kind

Fluid Queens

Home

Dancing in the flame

Lisz - dance of the dead
Tori Amos- precious things
Jocelyn Pook- masked ball - eyes wide shut
all sampled

John-Paul Gibbs

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