CHARLIE BIG POTATO
I awake from blood thick dreams
Washing blame from my knees
Softly done, so secretly
I am awake as Charlie sleeps.
A lone brother
A lone sister
A home cover
Alone.
I awake, dry the scream
Spit the vile breathe, till my tongue bleeds
Thinks it’s all gone, famously
Broke the hard girl, good to please.
Tell it like it is, tell it like it is
Tell the sordid truth, tell them
Tell it like it is, tell them.
ON MY HOTEL T.V.
Skinny kack para, para
Dutty dykie nigger
Sell out whitey liberals
Who hang with blackie sinners.
On my hotel t.v., on my hotel t.v., private hotel t.v.
Turn it off
They, they, they, they.
Who the fuck are they?
You think that your conspiracies
Are the crux of all my theories.
They, they, they gay,
Who the fuck is gay?
How dare I have a view
And a Versace tattoo.
On my hotel t.v., on my hotel t.v., private hotel t.v.
Turn it off
I can see, you want this war
There you will find your God
Black black black black black black black black,
White white white white white white white white.
We didn’t move to you, we didn’t move to you,
Still you crawl to us, still you crawl to us
Fucking on my hotel t.v., fucking on my hotel t.v., on my hotel t.v., private hotel t.v.
WE DON’T NEED WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE
Succulent white, secret revenge,
God gives right.
For you with your laws, you kill and dine,
In cold sublime.
God licks your face,
We don’t need who you are, who you are, who you are,
We don’t need who you think you are.
Cute nigga views, in sweet terrain
Choke it blind.
So lame tourist news, step back in time,
Grieving minds.
God licks your face,
We don’t need who you are, who you are, who you are,
We don’t need who you think you are.
God licks your face, just like your dog,
Just like your dog.
Starve the minds and drain the face
Segregate shit nigga race
Cry for credible debate
But now them blackies legislate.
So leave for anglo-aussie shores
There you’ll find your heaven
As we all start again.
TRACY’S FLAW
And when I feel like I’m the victim
I will come running home to you
And I will weep like I will change
When I come running home to you.
I make you believe that I’m a changed girl
That I’m honest good and pure
Then I’ll drag you through my shit again
‘Cos I know you’ll love me more.
I love how your world adores my gutter mind
This reflection says it all
So now I will let you go my baby
Let you fall.
And all of your rosy scarred up wrist bands
Make me crucify you more
With all of your blood, encrusted small finds
Kiss restraint and it’s just cause.
So see the survivor in control now
I’m the whore you knew I was
Look at the changed girl good and pure
On Tracy’s floor
I’ll come running, I’ll come running, I’ll come running right back to you.
THE SKANK HEADS
(GET OFF ME)
You have seen me lie
You have seen me crucify respect
Seen redundant eyes
Seen the tension stagger to the mike.
Made the bed too high
Have to slag on matey floors of sin
Slap the face too sane
See the face too wet as I
Deny - Myself
Deny
Get off, get off me.
Bet ya’ posing hard
So secure a smacked up cuntie bitch
Now you’re stuck for words
Scrambling for sarcastic wit.
But I got that special knowledge
Of the crap that makes your skank head tick
All that brave you like
All that shirty pretense
You deny –
Yourself. Deny –
LATELY, I TRY TO SMOKE ALONE
Sometimes all the moments
That we savoured for the last
Get crushed between the good and bad
From pressures we have had.
But you know I can’t conceive the day
When feelings run too high
To work out all the stale terrain
Emotions try to hide
When I try.
Lately I can’t seem to colour what we’ve lost
It all seems like bad means
When lovers turn from lust
Then I try – Try to smoke alone
These shattered ties with no compromise
Fall through this fragile hell
The drinks stay sipped ‘cos we’ve lost our grip
Too exhausted to rebel.
SECRETLY
I’ve been biding my time
Been so subtly kind
I’ve got to think so selfishly
‘Cos you’re the face inside of me.
I’ve been biding my days
You see evidently it pays
I’ve been a friend
With unbiased views
Then secretly lust after you.
So now he’s gone rusty you’re bored and bemused.
You wanna do someone else
So you should be by yourself
Instead of here with me
Secretly.
Trying hard to think pure
Bloody hard when I’m raw
You’re talking out so sexually
‘Bout boys and girls and your friggin’ dreams.
So now you feel lusty
You’re hot and confused.
(So) now you’ve been busted
You’re caught feeling used.
(You had to do) someone else, (You shoulda been) by yourself
Instead of here with me
Secretly
Secretly.
GOOD THINGS DON’T ALWAYS COME TO YOU
Through you’re lost in me
You have to see
When things
Ain’t right
Funny memories
Won’t fill this need
When things
Ain’t right.
Safe mistakes
I have made
Get burnt up inside my head
Fatal sees
But never believes
The love that it saved wants death.
Friends die hard
But lovers conceive
The vibe that they hold will please
Smothered by
Sexual needs
The fade as the days go by.
Some things
Don’t go as you want them to
Good things
They don’t always come to you.
CHEAP HONESTY
I know too well
I know these lines
I’ve seen them smothered
In sleek ridicule.
A seedy smile
They think they’ve scored
But I know morning comes.
And babes a
Alone again
Too alone again
So what can I do
With cheap honesty
You’re giving me more than I can see
But I’m too cool to say
That I want it all my way
Get blasted by this sincerity.
I wish I had
The streets full view
These people screaming
Through their settled loves.
So I pretend
So mellowed out
Too teasing
Weak enough to long for.
Home again
Loverly home again
YOU’LL FOLLOW ME DOWN
Survived, tonight, I may be going down
‘Cos everything goes round too
Tight, tonight, and as
You watch me crawl
You stand for more.
And your panic stricken
Blood will thicken up, tonight.
‘Cos I don’t want you
To forgive me
You’ll follow me down
You’ll follow me down
You’ll follow me down.
Survive, tonight, (I see your) head’s exposed
So we shall kill
Constructive might, s’right
As your emotions fool you
(My) strong will rule
I won’t feel restraint
Watching you close sense down
I can’t compensate
That’s more than I’ve got to give.
AND THIS IS NOTHING THAT I THOUGHT I HAD
I’ve been there and your
Frigid wit was far too greasy
Ain’t so slick
And it ain’t so damn profound
I’ve been there done that
Grilling that sadly sleasy
Ain’t so scared
Of your cool so underground
And this is nothing
That I thought I had
And this is nothing
That I thought I had
And this is nothing
That I thought I had
With you, with you, with you
You’ve been there
An’ you reckon it was bubble lovie
Flirty babe
Now your thang has run aground.
Still bored here
Watch your slithering
So very waxy
Bass thumps clear
And your bitch won’t
Make a sound.
I’M NOT AFRAID
Another useless fight
Saddened words ring true
Living like a saint
Still clouds follow you
I’ve seen behind your wall of words
You’re sneaky with the facts
Look who’s hiding now
Now I’ve seen through cracks
Still I’m not afraid
Not so dead afraid
No I’m not afraid
Now you’ve all the light
Beauty’s all you are
Friends for days and eternal nights
Solid head four life
Craving all this might
Now you’ve all the light
Still I feel you
By my side
Nothing’s useless now
Friends have always time to try
The safest hands hold me
Now I wander far