TIK TOK ROCK

Buying power tools at the hardware store? you truly may as well  arm yourself with a weapon of war and become yet another DIY casualty score , around the world figures run to hundreds of thousands body counts are higher than in most modern theatres of war .

A little Irish reel written in three four time it's about a person called sanctimonious stan there's one in every bar room they're like a voice of doom, a skull on a stick that belongs in a catacomb.

A little ditty I wrote for lillian's birthday who was born on the first of may now aged nine .all rights reserved

Every day the paparazzi serve us our sadistic sacrifice all flesh red and raw, no good being a herbivore if you read the daily tabloid's blood and gore , You've really got to be a proper cover story carnivore with the stomach of a toreador , let's face it the press room's a slaughtering house stable and the editor's desk is nothing more than the butcher's table.

Written for a dear priestly friend who's soul was torn between the sacred and secular of flesh and faith which brought him torment and temptation .

A little tune I written for the God children, its in a cockney rhyming slang 3/4 time in the old music hall style which takes a bit of doing when you're from North Yorkshire where the accent is so different.

A song about the macabre story of a grandmother who's ashes were made into a bone china plate by her broken hearted lover the practice of using powdered human bone in pottery still continues to this day with artists such as Crow and Kraft who call it crafting Cremains

Beware Kelts carrying potheen that Irish moonshine can certainly leave you for dead I fell in love with an Irish girl in Montpellier France who brewed her own mountain dew the first time I tried it my legs faltered and I slept in the corridor of a hotel unable to make it back to my bed. "Slange Var" was her favourite expression.

The boys in blue they watch over me and you it takes a person strong and true to risk their life in order to protect someone they never knew.

Thinking back to my parents' fate, it's hard to see how they once romantically passed through the Eden Gate into the land of milk and money, where they fell hopelessly in love and felt the urge to passionately procreate. Afterward, they wore the mortgage mask, a twenty-five-year servile task eventually paying back the bank manager's seven percent overdraft. They scrimped and scraped in a steel cit...

A song for a old woman who kept hidden in her silver box those ever so secret letters of love from a long dead lover who in a moment of war when passion was the fashion she fed hers red and raw to a hungry dog of amour . All rights reserved.

We should all say a prayer for Jerusalem, for this ancient old city has been steeped in so much blood; they say that it's the Kingdom of heaven but mankind seems to want to make it into its kingdom of hell.

A song I wrote as I was wondering what sort of Frankenstein freaks we would shape-shift to and how we would look if we were to ware our soul's within on the outside of our skin what ghouls and gargoyles we might see hence why I sing that Frankenstein's a friend of mine most men might not be happy with their spiritual spectras .

Steve McQueen once said he came from the gutter and that he'd not done bad for an orphan boy , after a fifty different jobs from lumberjack, getaway driver, pimp and gunrunner etc he finally found his niche .

a short song I wrote and sang this morning , its about being under the total command of a fat controller

A song for a friend who said, "Write a song about an English lie." He's mixed-race, so he has a perspective from both sides of the multicultural track. I scribbled out a quickie on the way back from Newark to Harrogate, a thirty-minute thrash. I based it on Big Frank King, a boxing champion from the West Indies whom I worked alongside, painting cars when I was a teenager ; he'd come across on the...

A song for Lily's eleventh birthday with leather jacket and an attitude to match my own design of cause she's silicone sage and ready to fledge the family fold far too cool for school let TiK ToK ROCK Rule !! .

A song I wrote for friend of mine who's charismatic appeal with women is so legendary that it led to him receiving a pseudonym of The valley drive Lady Killer .

The green-eyed monster of sin, that schadenfreude which we keep hidden away so deep within, its usually only seen in children as they exert their will to win ; the lowly leftover instinct of our anthropic ascension. However, this terrible traite can also be witnessed later in our lives when males begin to assert and dominate as the sexual stage arrives and our species needs to procreate .

A song sang through the perspective of a bad tempered old tree the living monument of mystery Robin Hood's tree is by far the most famous tree in all of ancient history a thousand years of seething silent sophistry .

A quick song I wrote about Florence nightingale the woman they used to called the Lady with The Lamp or The Angel in White .

A song I wrote for the everso beautiful Lindsay who is leaving after 11 years she brought her LGBT spirit and colour into our drab fifty souls of grey community bombing us daily with vivid wondrous paintings. She takes with her an extraordinary feng-shui, losing her is like the loss of a perpetual summer's day , artists are the community take them away and you kill it's soul you're left with empty...

A about a guy I use to work for who was tycoon in wardroom and touchy feely in the boardroom a true Predator financial and sexual.

Growing up in a witches coven with all of them casting spells over everything and everyone I couldn't understand the horoscope stars then or now  , they  were always fighting for the Sorceresse's supremacy Mystic Meg was one of their best loved astro-donnas.

A short song about the mixing of different bloods in America with the pioneers and the native Indians and what a terrifically strong tribe of people they produced , one Indian chief whose mother was a white pioneer Cynthia Ann Parkers was especially feared as a Comanche chief due to his incredible toughness and savagery which by all accounts came from his mother.