Poor old Reg now he can't get to sleep....those bloody neighbours are keeping him awake again........ Everyone is invited to the Ball (Lyrics) I lie in bed its almost midnight i can hear the voices through the walls i can listen to there…

Poor old Reg dumped again........and just before Christmas too....some women have no heart...... Stolen (Lyrics) i feel disjointed i don’t feel like the man i feel like i’ve been stolen from my world i don’ t feel like i can stand up like a man…

a doomy gloomy metal song with lyrics about how awful we treat one another. we dont need your hate © frank miller the green streaks show up every time no matter where you go red streaks just blowin your mind with…