Sunday Afternoon in Suburbia or Ice Scream Ice cream van music (first) A regular military drum beat spoken in a low voice. It was Sunday afternoon in Suburbia when that man mowing the lawn watched you take all your clothes off and throw them…

& that should be "slightly ajar"

When I was a child, I was a white bird – but I was caged. One day escaped, I shared the rich fruit of freedom, with birds of more ordinary colours. These were wise birds, They believed I would not survive, Outside of my cage, So they…

non-metamorphosis my shoulderblades continue to itch but prolonged examination in the mirror finds not the slightest trace of feathers beginning to sprout at the bottom of my spine where my tail should have been the muscles which…

[ also on youtube at: http://youtu.be/G4dD4L5WqdQ ] fabulous song by the brilliant late robert calvert from my favourite album of his, Captain Lockheed and the Starfighters I see myself a Hero While one wings falls away And the dial…

live in the kitchen vox + piano only no fx version and i don’t know what you mean about the things i haven’t seen it isn’t easy being green when all you ever say is mean you know i tried to keep it clean but you were messing up my scene…

I Shall Tear off my Terrible Cap (poem by harold pinter, 1951) I in my straight jacket swung in the sun, In a hostile pause in a no man's time. The spring his green anchor had flung. Around me only the walking brains, And the plack of…

language and communication john lydon told me the written word is a lie so likewise the recorded sung or spoken word say i on the table there sat a cat or a telephone -what shape was the table? -what was the name of the cat…

here at southend-on-sea where we used to walk with you on the sand & the mud & the clay that an ancient science said we were all made out of and here at southend-on-sea my old man old man river old father thames and old father…