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freedom for me

is a never ending job

doing this

not doing that

it gets confusing



the strait people

can travel accross that line

for a few minutes

or maybe even a few days

it gets annoying



they go to work monday morning

with thier secrets secure

thier sins swept under the rug

and pat themselfs on the back

it gets me jealous



jealous because they can stop

you know, get back to reality

not me, no way

not till the cuffs come on

it gets claustrophobic



they scare me

they used to be licks

you know, cattle

and now i'm a vegitarian

it gets me hungry



they don't know jesus

they say they do, but ...

i've never met jesus, personally

but i think he was here

it gets me thinkin



thinkin he would like me

thinkin he would understand me

thinkin he would accept me

thinkin he would forgive me

it gets me through today



just me and my faith in myself







by martin

the days all blend together

the nights don't seem to last

insomnia's the price i pay

for my troubled past



i never get a good nights sleep

while pacing wooden floors

remembering my yesterdays

locked behind steele doors



i like to second guess my life

pretend that it was good

but deep inside i know the truth

badness always ruled



i left the world that's living

by drowning in a flask

i haven't slept a single wink

since i breathed my last





by martin

i'm a simple man

with a simple name

from this soil my people came

in this soil remain

oh yeah ....



and we made us our shoes

and we trod soft on the land

but the immigrant built roads

on our blood and sand

oh yeah ....



white man, white man

don't you see the light behind your blackened skies

white man, white man

you took away sight to blind my simple eyes

white man, white man

where you gonna hide

from the hell you've made ?



oh the red man knows war

with his hands and his knives

on the bible you swore

fought your battle with lies

oh yeah ....



leave my body in shame

leave my soul in discrace

but by every gods name

say your prayers for your race



white man, white man

our country was green and all our rivers wide

white man, white man

you came with a gun and soon our children died

white man, white man

don't you give a light for the blood you've shed ?



what is left of your dream ?

just the words on your stone

a man who learned how to teach

then forgot how to learn.





lyrics by

Brian May of Queen

the evil bleeds in

slowly at first

nobody notices

except for myself



the evil taste good

like candy

it's everywhere

drawing me closer



the evil is easy

so easy i could cry

i open my car window

and welcome it in



the evil has a name

so do the diseases

it brings to the party

in my body



the evil is a whopper

cover it with cheese

pie, and fries, and soda

super -size me please





by martin

i was awakened

by the sounds of war

and the smell of smoke



or was it a dream ?



i had been on a run

and crashed out in my van

by a large open field



if you know what i mean



a voice in my head

said your father is with us

in calvery



and he wants you to get clean



i thought of the flag

and the eyes of the soldier that passed it to me

at my dads funeral



a powerful scene



the field was now quiet

the smoke had all cleared

i picked up a pipe, and opened a beer



and slipped into a dream about being clean





by martin

i'll go down the slide with you

if it will make you happy.

i'll even get you some weed

if you want.



i'm sorry i didn't want to play with you.

seems like i was pissed about something

and i forgot you are dead.

then i woke up.



maybe it makes me mad

when you stay the same,

and i get old ... plus,

i can't even seem to get stoned in my dreams.



i dream a little

and i find you.

but when i wake up ....

you are dead



and i'm alone,





by martin

forget the past

and let's begin

when they slip the needle in



i can feel the eyes of the audience upon me

burning into my soul

greedily awaiting closeure



i'm looking at the phone on the wall

smiling at me

in silence



now ants are marching

up my arm

to eat my brain



the phone is ringing

why don't they answer it ? ...

maybe because it's so far away



the ants march on

consuming me

until the final curtain falls





by martin

day of the dead

night of delight

where do we go

when we follow the light ?



our bodies are buried

or cooked down to ash

except kieth richards father

who was snorted as stash



on the day of the dead

when the party is done

we pour one more tall one

then pick up a gun



we think of the dead

and the dead start to cry

they know how we're feeling

and what we will try



they send us a message

we can't even hear

the gun's getting heavy

so is the beer



with the dead in our heart

we drift off to sleep

gun on the table

dried tears on our cheeks



day of the dead

night of delight

where do we go

when we follow the light ?





by martin

i'm studio 54 today

i mean ...

they say it's your birhday

it's my birthday too

i'm so fucking old

on the outside anyway

but on the inside ...

it's way different than i had imagined

i thought i would be my dad

but my dad is dead

and if i had known that we only grow old

on the outside

it would have changed the way

i looked at him

i wonder what my kid sees

when she sees me

hmmm ...

she's probably of the same mindset

that i was at her age

and that would firmly place me

in the older generation

you know ....

happy birthday to me

maybe someday i'll grow up

on the inside

nah





by martin

COMMENTS

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KattrinaK
02:35 Nov 01 2010

well, if it is your Birthday, then happy birthday. :)

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PandorasBx
08:38 Nov 01 2010

Happy Birthday Martin!

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martin
11:26 Nov 01 2010

thanks ladies :)

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DoctorBloodyPad
14:31 Nov 02 2010

Happy Birthday!

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