Read (Discography): Wire

Blogging

Three king researchers
Use Google star maps
Bethlehem manger
A high-rated app
Book rooms at the inn
Flags first born male traps
Amazon wish-list
Delivery elapse

Blogging like Jesus
Tweet like a Pope
Site traffic heavy
I'm YouTubing hope

Shepherds are wanted
To mesmerise sheep
Taste-makers prosper
Profits are reaped
Market moves fast in
A blink of an eye
The needle is broken
The camel has died

Voting by proxy
Buying online
Selling on eBay
All that is mine
BlackBerry hedge-fund
New Apple's divine
Dream time destruction
Outback becomes mine

Shifting

I didn't see it coming
I was taken by surprise
There was something in the air
But I failed to read the signs

I gave you one more chance
I gave you one more chance
I knew that it was over
I could see that in your eyes
I gave you one more chance
I gave you one more chance
A shifting of position
An omission, telling lies

Didn't see the bigger picture
Failed to read between the lines
Your agenda you had hidden
In my blue and cloudless sky

Burning Bridges

The sun was going down
Shadows lengthened on the ground
Snow fell silently and deep
Blanketing the empty streets
In a fragile way
Couldn't face another day
In need of love and care
Broken, under repair

By the quick sands of despair
In the desert of unfair
You found me drowning there
Caught my glance of do not care
You took me to your bed
Laid your hands upon my head
Said, "sleep now have no fear"
You are safe for I am here

The moon rose half and high
In a clear and star-filled sky
Snow lay sparkling and deep
Muffling the lonely streets
We'd talked the night away
Into another day
In the morning, you were gone
Now every moment seems too long

My thoughts went round and round
Impossible to sleep
I started burning bridges
When I gave up counting sheep

An asbestos chimney
Can shorten your life

In Manchester

One of the men that spawned fibre optic prawns
Barely concealed a grand canyonic yawn
Passed a Nationalist getting buried in Manchester

Tricolour flying, the sun shining, large crowd around
A freshly dug grave, priest arm blesses, the flag is waving
Stern Indian serves original flavourings
In Manchester

I don't yet know how my story will end
Dead or in prison? Completely around the bend
A strong punch was essential, dust heads exploded
In Manchester

High

High on snowploughs
Escape bleak loveless
Our maple leaf
Ancestral shame

The where and when to
You aspire
A Wren born guide
To London's spires
Denounce the church
Of herding cats
Build pyramids
Of acrobats
The who and what to
You desire
An arsonistic
Love of fire?
The how, in if
For budding liars
The Trappist guide
To happy hours

Sleep-Walking

We're at a tipping point
The arguments may lead
To less cohesion
A mere collection of parts

Sleepwalking to separation
Who'd give the perpetrators
A second chance
If reason could prevail

The narrowest vision
Often has the widest appeal
A lack of decision
Leaves us open for a steal
Left out, abandoned
We're less than ideal

Whose rights to shout the loudest?
Should bully tactics triumph
When no one cares
And all stand idly by

The narrowest vision
Often has the widest appeal
A lack of decision
Leaves us open for a steal
Left out, abandoned
We're less than ideal

Joust & Jostle

They joust and jostle, cook and roll
They're bingo barmy, off the wall
They raise their hats, they bow then speak
They're winding up, they smell the peak
Crampons, ice picks, to-da-loos
The ice queen dons her dancing shoes
The whistle blows the game is on
In a place in which we belong

The flying Dutchman touches land
He bugs the smug, he tans the bland
The minarets of Istanbul
Are safe because, our diaries full
Our foothill walks, they make us strong
The way ahead is hard and long
We cross our hearts and hope to die
In love with hope we start to fly!

Swallow

The windy city swallows corn
"Volcanic princess brings a storm"
Count me out. I love the spring
Curdled creams another thing

Heaven's open, there's no space
For a future Afghan ace
Testosterone plus and gym built strong
The meat is off. Gravity blonde

A heavy elder mans the door
Working girls, man, man the floor
They scope the room, enhance the groove
Teaching aliens shamanic moves

It's in your face that dumb arse smile
Not worth a piss, ain't got no style
The white kids are a crying shame
They've got it all but parked their brains!

Split Your Ends

Under the hammer
A celebration of childhood
An impeding stammer…
Words alone matter
When visual sense fails
Estimates broken

Shooting through the shooting forests
On the move and in the hunt
Free to catch fresh scents
As dawn breaks, mend your ways but split your ends…

Tiny terror
Orange fly weight
Box above don't hit below
Speeding through the ever
Changing Seasons come
And people go

A trawler captain
Scoops the loot!
As prices shoot
Purple panther
Pulls the shades
And draws my fire

Octopus

She opens her mouth and seems to swallow us all
She shakes off taboos and unwanted organisms
There's a man outside who says he's come to read the ether
Picking up bonus points when it's time for dinner

There's always someone who thinks they've got a plan
Someone with a whip hand who thinks they are a man
A rescue package that will barely save the day
Even when implemented with no further delay

Predictive octopods, enchanting and seductive
Even the most mundane thoughts seem quite sensuous
This installation seem to bathe us all in sound
Picking up clues from penitential saviours

There's always someone who thinks they've got a plan
Someone with a whip hand who thinks they are a man
A rescue package that will barely save the day
Even when implemented with no further delay

Harpooned

Day delayed messages
Arrive and repeat
Ernest T. Died
So we'll now never meet
I set fire to the kitchen
The damage was bad!
I sat down by the fountain
Went quietly mad…

I'm worried, I'm worried there's cause for concern
I lit the touch paper and it started to burn
I'm worried, I'm worried there's cause for concern
Ignited and cornered, there's nowhere to turn…

Better 'fess up
You're right off the scale
Ron lately the second
Swallowed a whale
Reality bends
And the hospital curves
Was it the weather
Which got into your nerves?

I'm worried, I'm worried, I'm frightened as hell
I heard voices echo way down in my shell
I'm worried, I'm worried, I'm frightened as hell
Walls closing in, I'm feeling unwell!