The great unwashed...

THE MYTH

This is the myth that happens to be true

Hewn out of the stones that built the temple

Empowering the atheistic minds

Mindless as the Ancients of yesteryear

Yearning for the reality of faith

Thankful as any man out of his shell

Hell and then high water overshadowed

Over and over again sinking fast

Fast as a speeding bullet faster streuth 

Truth substituted for reality

Really I hear the great unwashed utter

Utterances of oaths and secret trysts

Try as they might to break the mold they hold

Holed up in the chimney this is the myth

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Sambuca...

SIX OF ONE

The forty-five revolves on the turntable

Silently an arm makes the pick-up

Pulls the trigger, it's Russian Roulette

Game on, he takes a shot of Sambuca

Follows it up with a pint of Holts

Chases that with another shot

If it doesn't kill you it makes you stronger

Does he really need another?

Six of one, half a dozen of the other.

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Gold Trafford

Here's the cleaned up/whitewashed version of a performance piece:

MONCHENGLADBACH

HeCan’tSeeProperlyAnyMore
SoHeJustNodsAndDoffsHisCap
ToAllAndSundryHeSaysHello
ToPeopleWhoLookLikeOldFriends
NeverSureIfTheCheckOutLady
GivesHimTheRightChange
HeIgnoresHerAndWhenSheIgnores
HimHeThinksIt’sBecauseSheThinks
He’sABoreNobodySpeaksToHimAnyMore
BecauseTheyThinkHeThinksTheyThink
He’sCrazyHeCan’tHearThem
WhenTheyCallHimNames
OfCourseTheyDon’tInviteHimToTheMatch
AnyMoreItSmellsLikeGoldTraffordInHere
HeTellsTheKrautAtTheDortmundGame
YourRhineOrMineAndWhereTheEcclesCakes
IsMonchengladbachAnyway?

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Little-enders...

LILLIPUT

Lily went to Lilliput

and all the little people shook

She was a giant in their land

they really didn't understand

They read about one in a book

that's why all the people shook

When Lily went to Lilliput

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