Dam Brighton Council

Dam dam dam 

Is what I can say

To Brighton council

At the end of the day

For being so pathetic

Towards a down and out

Who's really an artist

Most people simply shout

Yet no matter how I try

To better myself now

I end up in the papers

For messing up somehow

Yet if you have no home

Then what you gonna do

Your gonna rob and steal

Or beg on the streets too

Yet I create art

And busk with it yes

So I can live life

On peanuts I guess

Yet the bigger I go

And try to help others too

By giving them a chance

Of something real new

The council don't like me

For putting up a tent

So we could have a little luxury

That's money well spent

Then others buy you duvets

That change your life around

From sleeping in a doorway

On a really cold ground

Then you get a camping stove

Eatting three meals a day

Wow how your life has changed

In a really simple way

Then you get an eviction notice

For having up a tent

That's simply keeping you dry

On this magical stint

While taken on another person

Who is homeless too

Who's an alcoholic

That everyone hates true

For their normally shoutting abuse

While shoplifting as well

Now their picking up stones

With a better story to tell

Becoming sober

And talking to people alright

Having clean clothes

The futures looking bright

Yet the eviction notice hovers

Twisting our simple minds

Blowing up or dreams

Of having better times

So back to the doorway

We simply go

Back to drinking heavily

And smoking loads of blow

Well this is what has happened

After one hell of a life

As I the crazy artist

Who made a sacrifice

To show how hard it is

To change your life around

From being a homeless person

Who sleeps on the ground

To becoming a pebble artist

Who sculptures for free

Loose pebbles on a beach

Simply by the sea

Which takes many days

And looks awesome upon the shore

Just a pity Brighton council

Don't help me a bit more

Or their homeless charities

That help give us all support

Even though they don't really care

About one homeless mans report

So no much wonder many artists

Simply sleep outside

Because they love live art

That comes from their pride

So if you are an artist

And you come up with something new

Then keep breaking all the rules

Because that's what you have to do

For you are no one special

If you have no money or are clean

So go break all the rules

And live the flipping dream

And tell all flipping councils

You don't care no more

For Brighton was my arts birthplace

Upon the UK shore

And I'm the only one 

Who creates big sculptures for free

That's why artists from the UK

Don't get help you see

Yet one day I will make it

In my own simple way

And I will always be helping others

Who live day by day

For they need my help

More than the charities do

Because life is not easy

And the homeless know it too

Never judge a book by its cover

Is what you all say

Well never judge someones name

Or how they look on that day

For many homeless I know

Don't want to be seen this way

And would love my help

So they can live day by day

So they can get a flat

Before it's far to late

And their the next to die

Just like my best mate

Oh well that is life

For many a down and out

But if you don't give them a chance

Then they'll never feel what real life's all about

And that's helping others

While enjoying life too

To rise among the toughest

To show what they can do

To put smiles on many faces

Even though they're in a state

But this is real life

Which is tempting fate

I am an artist who lives on the streets of the UK. I have tried to better myself through art and now really know how hard it is to change your life around from being homeless.

Click on the link above to see what I really do and how hard it has been for someone like myself to be the person I am.