False Gestures for a Devious Public
Jaw ache from talking and I can't keep my hands still Tongue like sandpaper and I really had my fill Think I'll go walkies 'cos I'm raving like a loon Jesus Christ I'm gonna die a thousand deaths tomorrow noon Strike a light, done some brain cells last nite Jesus Christ, done some brain cells last nite Give me some more gum 'cos I'm chewing up my face I know tomorrow gonna be in real disgrace Eyes bulge like golfballs and I'm twitching like a wreck Jesus Christ you know that I can't wait 'til I can hit the deck
Submitted by Morgoth — Jul 05, 2026
Out me way mate it's getting late How am I gonna get me drunk at this rate So come on girl there's the last bell Let's steam downtown to where the hobos dwell Degenerate Just act the lout 'cos that's what life's about Steam into the bar with a passion so devout So I rant and prate living on the slate Stuff your advice watch me degenerate
Submitted by Morgoth — Jul 05, 2026
You're telling me that it ain't safe For you to walk through your town Because of what's going down The clammy hand of the law Behind the blue steel of their trucks They're laughing like hyenas We've all got to be cleaner Than we ever were before This, this ain't a police state yet Gestapo khazi You're telling me that it ain't safe For you to walk through your town Because of what's going down The clammy hand of the law But don't you give up hope Just use a bit of caution Fear is their biggest weapon Fuck 'me and ignore them
Submitted by Morgoth — Jul 05, 2026
No bullets in my gun My kids gone deaf and dumb Life's a barrel of tits but I'm still Sucking my thumb My clothes hang off my back My willpower starts to crack I'm a walking flee circus, I fester On my jack I'll bust your windows and liquid laugh In your Quiche Lorraine I'll sneeze on your bird's bust at least It helps to ease my pain I'm well sick I'm well sick I'm sick as a mutt However did I get me into this rut I'm well sick I'm well sick I'm sick as a pig I can't see real life my hang ups are so big But why is it that everything I touch Explodes in my face and what's more My faith and my hope are a noose in a rope Future was shot off in the war
Submitted by Morgoth — Jul 05, 2026
I remember the day she passed away and how my daddy cried I wear my mothers knickers on my trips to her graveside Her kiddy in the kindergarten it appears I've got to steam I'll hope you'll beg my pardon While I fill your satchel up with cream Some like watching movies and some like smoking pot But we like shafting corpses and then watching the bastards rot All that is sacred goes down the drain I ain't ashamed got me a sewer brain I gloat at documentaries about the third world's lack of grub Visit child cancer victims and give them a good old rub Good morning geriatric I hear you fell down the stair I'll chainsaw your Jack Russell And do the brakes on your wheelchair My grey matter is squirming like a fish out of water Your masionette is burning barbequing your daughter I toss and turn dreaming anticipating about you I love you I'm perpetrating I'm gonna get you no matter what you do
Submitted by Morgoth — Jul 05, 2026
Where you going youth? You've got a joke reputation No revelling in sloth You tolerate your situation Let's all act the toad And cause some aggravation You worship your slum All you got is consolation Sucker - contended spineless mug Sucker - rot in the grave you've dug Sucker - you're nothing you think you are Sucker - mortgage, tart and a car Where's Honest John? Suffering from a revelation He thought he had it made But all he is is sanitation Too late now Bucko So eat your degradation Go bury your head And swallow your humiliation
Submitted by Morgoth — Jul 05, 2026
Can't abide soul suicide Got to take a faster ride Grab the cash and spend my time Romancing in a warmer clime The one they couldn't stop The one they had to top Mesrine - law is obscene Hot lead don't make the flicks so keen Mesrine - with the front supreme Acting out the poor man's dream Ain't gonna dwell inside no cell Gonna give them judges hell Live my life by guns and chance The best thing to come out of France
Submitted by Morgoth — Jul 05, 2026
Woke up this morning behind my door Lay there thinking 'til I knew what for Three ten year olds lying in their tombs With gaping axe wounds in their wombs Learned judge he say to me Natural life on H.M.P. I done my vicious crimes with glee Now I rot on 43 Got me got me got me They got me on 43 The other cons are on my back Just 'cos I had some pre-teen crack Screws spike me up to stop me come And spoil my kindergarten fun Learned judge he say to me Natural life on H.M.P. I done my vicious crimes with glee Now I rot on 43 But I don't mind I'll bide my time Thinking 'bout my sexual crime Soon I will be free again Causing pre-pubescent pain Learned judge he say to me Natural life on H.M.P. I done my vicious crimes with glee Now I rot on 43
Submitted by Morgoth — Jul 05, 2026
Caked in gob and I've a lust to wreck Face gets trodden into the deck This song's an anthem so lose control The joys of noise drown rock 'n' roll Oblivious to other sounds Throw drunken fits across the ground This venue aches with broken bones And just who were the Rolling Stones? Dossers they come from far and near They munch their drugs and slurp their beer The joys of noise
Submitted by Morgoth — Jul 05, 2026
I had a dream when I was young That my life's anthem hadn't yet been sung I'd learn the ropes and suckle up Another shat on mug job pup But what I can't get then I don't want I was blinkered through life right from the font I'm just a waste of flesh and bone Cushioned with glamour every day The mould was ready but I walked away So I'm a child overgrown Drink myself stupid but my time is my own But what I can't get then I don't want I was blinkered through life right from the font
Submitted by Morgoth — Jul 05, 2026
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