LIVING ON A WHIM

LIVING ON A WHIM

WHEN YOU CHECK IT OUT SERIOUSLY

THE FUTURE'S NOT SHINNING BRIGHTLY

THINGS ARE UNEXPLAINED LIKE PARANORMAL

EVERYTHING'S CHANGED , It'S SO UNUSUAL

THINGS ARE GOING DOWN TO THE WIRE

WE'RE LIVING ON A PRAYER

ALL THE LIGHTS ARE DIM

WE'RE LIVING ON A WHIM.

EVERYTHING'S CONFUSED AND BLURRY

THE OUTLOOK'S SCARY

SEEMS THE WORLD HAS CHANGED IT'S MIND

IT CANNOT DEAL WITH MANKIND

IT DOESN'T MATTER YOUR AMBITION OR DESIRE

WE'RE ALL CATCHING FIRE

THE LIGHTS ARE DIM

WE'RE LIVING ON A WHIM

 

 

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THE VICAR MUST BE UNDER THE LIQUOR 

THE VICAR MUST BE UNDER THE LIQUOR 

Their priests shatter lives and destroys 

the innocent lives of young boys 

The dog collar men are doing the devil's job 

the future of young people are been robbed 

They take big payments from the people 

to preach to them man made gospel. 

God's blessings and words are free 

don't attempt to take money from me. 

Money dealers and lenders were chased from God's temple 

tables were overturned, they got whipped on principle 

Tell me who gives more 

the rich or the poor 

Priests are having a financial and successful preaching career 

While preaching terrible hell fire to keep people in fear 

From top to bottom they know of the abuses 

but they play deaf, dumb , blind and refuses 

to help the children, to intervene 

they think what's done in darkness will never be seen 

Christendom is on the loose 

around the believers neck they have a noose 

do it yourself religion, pick and choose 

no mention of the many children they abuse 

They play with people's faith like playing with toys 

while behind the scenes they're molesting young boys 

They swing up and down like a yo yo 

party time with their religious disco 

THEY MUST HAVE DRANK A BOTTLE OR TWO 

OF THE DEVIL'S STRONG BREW

I WANT TO LAUGH AT THEIR POLITICAL WORLD 

I WANT TO LAUGH AT THEIR POLITICAL WORLD. 

Let me take off my jacket and my scarf 

give me a bit of space I want to laugh 

I want to laugh until I roll on the ground 

I want to laugh and laugh like a clown 

Their democracy has lost a screw 

maybe a dozen or two 

right now I just want to laugh my head off 

Their political comedy is so funny, I just want to laugh 

Let me open my shirt and loosen my tie 

I feel like I'm going to laugh until I cry 

When you laugh your life enriches 

I want to laugh until I end up in stitches 

They say laugh and the world laughs with you 

Maybe it's true because you are laughing too 

What a piece of circus madness going on 

it's like the sounds of armageddon 

Give me some air and let the breeze cool me off 

God help this world I just want to laugh 

So let me take off my sox and shoes 

I want to laugh at the political blues 

or should I say shoes and sox 

so I can laugh like Jack in the box 

There's so many reasons you haven't heard the half 

Babylon system is a joke so let us laugh. 

 

 

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THE SPINNERS OF BABYLON 

THE SPINNERS OF BABYLON 

They must be washing machines or spiders 

politicians are master spinners 

They spin the world like a wheel 

church and state doing their dodgy deals 

Their society is on a constant spin cycle 

they strip the everything from the common people 

Trapped the world in the devil's web 

the evil they do with their cobweb 

Their world is so dangerous and unsafe 

living in Babylon's hell is a terrible place 

The political spinners are spinning out of control 

their Devil's philosophy has taken a strangle hold 

The people have no comfort to find, no need to search 

that's the reason people stop going to church 

Politics and religion are playing hopscotch 

while the masses of the people can just sit and watch 

They say that they want to do good for others 

who can believe these misleaders 

They dressed in suits, jackets, long robes and tie 

feeding the world with their religious and political lie 

They employ an army of spin doctors 

another army of spin lawyers 

They spin and dance to their own bitter political music 

They mislead a multitude of people to twerk with it. 

THE SPINNERS OF BABYLON

LINE OF FIRE 

The spoke persons are women of beauty, steely looks, cold, no mercy. Women and children dead and blood soaked, lifeless bodies of babies in the rubble and smoke. Stone hearts and blind to see, there's more horror that a horror movie. they're making a sea of red, dancing to beautify the dead.

Children weeping and wailing , no place to hide from the shelling , tragedy after tragedy unfold, huge loss of life cheaply sold. If the strikes are accurate then the casualties are deliberate.

They're quick to fight, peace has taken flight. Run for your lives, escape the hornets nest and bee hives. Bombs on every corner, in the sea and land , bullets and bombs like a sea of sand. 

WALKING IN JAMAICA 

I put on my three piece suit and boarded Air Jamaica, touched down in the land of love, wood and water in the middle of the hot, hot sun. O Jah Almighty won't you look down over me, I've got a economy class ticket, but I'm happy as a lark can be.  Then I'm walking in Jamaica, walking with my hands in my pocket, Walking in Jamaica, I feel so good , man I want to kick. 
I saw the ghost of Bob Marley on 56 Hope road, I followed him to the gates of Tuff Gong and watched him walked right through. The brothers didn't see him they were listening to his tune, there were lots of people listening to the king down in the mixing room. Then I was walking in Jamaica, walking with my hands in my pocket, walking in Jamaica, I feel so good , man I want to kick.
They got a chalice on the table, they got reggae music in the air, Herro Blair would be glad to see you when you haven't got a prayer, But youthman you've got a prayer in Jamaica, Stone Love Sound system is playing in the area. they brought me there to Jam, asked if I can dub-it and put a mike in my hand. Man, I dub-it with all my might, they asked are you a Rastafarian , I said man I am tonight.  Then I was walking in Jamaica, walking with my hands in my pocket,walking in Jamaica, I feel so good , Man I want to kick.
(Adapted from Walking in Memphis).
 

WHAT KIND OF WORLD. 

You say that you're protecting me from harm, so you turn peeping Tom, watching me like a hawk night and day, you have  all my profile and DNA . You take away my freedom and liberty, saying you're protecting me . Everything about me lay bare, you say that nothing to hide, nothing to fear. What is really going on, you know everything about me from the day I was born, night and day I'm under surveillance , at every turn, every look, every glance.

Some are less fortunate , but we're all caught up in the net, spreading far and wide, you can run but you cant hide. we're all on your internet, caught in your drag net. Spy cameras and drones, emails, text messages and phones. 

We are under siege  from oppression and tribulation, weapons or war and destruction, tanks and bombs. Under siege from spy cameras and drones, fire in my bones . Everyday life is a taking a big risk, we are under siege from terrorists. There's no human dignity and respect for life, run for your life.

Everyday there's a natural disaster, man up against nature, in an instant life changes to chaos,  nature's power is disastrous. With our advanced technology in modern age, man cannot stop nature's deadly rage. Tsunami, earthquake, hurricane and volcanoes , Natures doomsday scenarios .
What a bam bam and destruction when the sea heads for land.
Natural disasters brings chaos and death, Man cannot control the planet. Disaster films becomes real life , never seen  so much energy  force in your life. 
Man made structures swept away, the power of natures display.
Sky scrapers wobble, it makes my eyes dazzle.

Some people with fame and title, look down on the common people. The poor are the ones that makes others rich, don't turn away if  they're in a ditch. In the time of your end you cannot hide,  as high as you are on your pomps and pride.

COLOURS 

It takes dark clouds to notify you about the coming rain and clear skies to notify you about the bright day, both are important.