Dont Ever Become Homeless

Don't ever become homeless

Not in the UK

Because the charities don't care

If we got nowhere to stay

As long as their hostels

Are full to the brim

Then they don't care

Which is a sin

 

So we got to do 

What we got to do

To stay alive

Which is hard too

For we are up against everything

Out on the rode

So some of us become travellers

Living no fixed abode

Using our talents

The best way we can

To help ourselves

And our fellow man

As the Christians pray

Which is no good

But we got nowhere to live

In their neighbourhood

Because we have no local connection

Which is a shame

Even an artist like me

And Dr Geebers my name

Who walked the whole coast

On a homeless awareness tour

From being homeless

Oh for sure

 

Brighton to Brighton

Through all weathers

Which I thought 

Was really clever

 

To get a book written

To help homeless charities gallore

But to my amazement

It didn't open no door

 

Which pissed me off

And I was in News papers too

I was even on T.V.

So how do you do

 

For creating loose pebble sculptures

On 44 beaches

One awesome journey

That's left me speachless

 

So heres to the future

And heres to the past

Thats if it happens

Or bloody well lasts

 

But the real truth is

If it happens to you

Your better of dieing

Outside creating whats new

 

Because the charities don't care

As long as they get their wage

To go home to their house

And turn a new page

 

So the homeless person

He or she has to cope

By themseleves

You might as well give them a rope

 

As we mix with the wrong people

And simply try to survive

The weather, the temptation

Just to stay alive

 

Yet the cold gets to many

So they turn to drink and drugs

Some don't want to be noticed

So they become thugs

 

Others have connections

And become drug dealers too

Why because the system

Has failed them too

 

So they are better of in prison

Oh by far

Learning rehabilatation

Hour after hour

 

But when they come out

What they gonna do

The only thing they know

Is how to survive too

 

For the big money is easy

And gives you a great life

But if you get caught

Well that's sacrifice

 

Which is all worth it

If you go down that road

Yet some of us want to change

Before we explode

 

So we do great journeys

To help others too

Yet we are the underdogs

Isn't that true

 

Well this is life

For the down and out

We are better off dead

We cry and shout

 

Because we live in hell

Looking for PEACE

Until we go to heaven

When we die at least

So some commit succide

By simply having a hit

Because its nice to have something

So death don't feel like shit

Because it isn't easy

Living on the street

So rest in peace my friends

Even I admit defeat

 

Stand be proud

Stand be proud of who you are

That may take you really far

Even if you have no car

Don't you worry words have power

Even if people rip you off

Keep on going you got the love

As you fly with the white winged dove

As you respect whats FREE LOVE

In a world of love and hate

You will help your fellow mate

In a way they will relate

No matter if your in a state



For you know what you have done

Oh yes my friends simply for fun

Because you know your no bum

And don't need the power of the gun

Yet paedophiles you do beat

As your anger shows your heat

And gives you power upon the street

For what you've done this I repeat

So stand be counted oh by far

And show the people who you are

Even though you've been behind bars

Your just really a shinning star

Who's done justice in your own way

And changed your life day by day

To rise up and make that play

With these words I love to say

For the world to understand

In a life that's not planned

Without money which is grand

To hurt paedophiles and be that man

Yet you can change and be free

But always remember the way to be

And that is help those just like me

For life is hard with no degree

Yet some will carry on to the top

Like Charles Bronson who didn't stop

And many people he did drop

Behind those bars chop, chop

So go on and live the dream

If you know what I mean

Stand be counted and be seen

For you know now that your clean

To do what you want to do

With the power of the words inside you

That will shock the world too

For many family's will love you

For they wouldn't like what they do

To happen to their kids too

So don't be scared of what you do

For your only human like me too

So stand be counted my fellow man

And be excepted on this land

Now live the dream I demand

So the world can understand

For your not bad you are good

For doing your thing in their neighbourhood

That probably no one else would

So their kids could grow up good

Hip Hip Hooray

Is what we all say

To these people every day

Even though you get no pay

At least our kids can simply play

So don't you think you ever did wrong

For you know where you belong

That is why I wrote this song

To give you courage to be strong

For your their heros oh yeah man

Who helped them out you understand

And you did your time in the can

Now join in and sing this jam

Hip hip hooray

Is what we all say

To these people every day

Even though they get no pay

All our kids can simply play

In a world of love and hate

This is something most can relate

And praise you all my fellow mates

For what you do is really great

So Hip Hip Hooray

Is what we all say

To these people every day

Who are real heros in many a way

Who deserve more at the end of the day

Fucked up

Fucking bitches and fucking cunts

Fucked up people on national hunts

Fucking bastards and fucking whores

Fucked up people wanting more

Fucking assholes and fucking twat's

Fucked up people taking that

Fucking governments and fucking M.P.s

Fucked up people with their degrees

Fucking terrorists and fucking gangs

Fucked up people going bang

Fucking guns and fucking bombs

Fucked up people going wrong

Fucking drugs and fucking drink

Fuck you up don't you think

Because your wasted and don't fucking care

Because we are fucked up people and we are everywhere

Brain Cellls Firing

Brain cells firing

On all fours

Smashing your head

Breaking down doors

Exploding minds

Like dancing boars

Bouncing to the beat

On many floors

As the artists head

Simply spins

Raging temper

Who dare wins

Facing councils

Here it begins

Its simply better

Than eatting from bins

Creating art

In the public eye

While living outside

To simply die

Yet your trying

And don't know why

To change your life

So you can fly

With the seagulls

In pure flight

Never giving up

Isn't that right

Burning fuel

In your flight

To help others

Fly alright

Burning bridges

In many a way

Looking for something

To brighten your day

Then you see an artist

Through what seems grey

Using colours

To see what you say

Bursting his balls

And sweating even more

Doing his thing

Right upon the shore

Building sculptures

Totally hardcore

While helping others

Oh what a bore

Even though

It generates a smile

So my efforts

Have been worthwhile

But I don't get paid

For this new style

That's made your day

In this world

That's vile

But I get hassle

For helping you out

On a miserable day

That's what I'm about

For like many an artist

We love to shout

How good we are

Yet we have nought

Only a talent

That makes you smile

In a moment

When nothings worthwhile

But think yourself lucky

For this is my style

To help out everyone

And go that extra mile

Yet when anger creeps in

And you don't know what to do

Because you feel

The world is against you

Because you've been homeless

And in the gutters too

Yet no one recognises

This life is hard too

So you want to give up

On what you really believe

Because you know

Others don't want you to achieve

Even if

You live or breath

Because they are out for themselves

With no time to grieve

Which pisses you more

And cuts to the bone

As some people want to change

And leave street life alone

Move on in life

Like the mobile phone

Become bigger and better

And not be on their own

To live in the gutters

And simply die

Because they give up fighting

And that's no lie

So they are better of dead

As I ask myself why?

Because only the strong survive

And the rest of us die

Feel The Anger

Feel the anger, feel the danger,

Keep it going, do not stop,

Feel the power, take you far,

Here we go, right to the top.

Feel the player, feel the slayer,

Cut you up, outside in,

Feel the magic, oh so tragic,

Here we go, through your skin.

Feel the Devil, feel his level,

And the stench, of his breath,

Feel him hot or maybe not,

Here we go, now that is death.

Feel the pain, Feel the brain,

With your hands so fancy free,

Feel them sticky, oh what a pity,

Here we go, deep in he.

Feel the liver, Feel it quiver,

As we go deep inside,

Feel his lungs, chew his tongue,

Here we go so full of pride.

Feel his hair, feel his stare,

With his fear that’s so divine.

Feel his blood in your gob,

Here we go all the time.

Feel the emotion, feel the explosion,

As his ribs just cave in,

Feel this master of disaster,

Here we go its evils sin.

Feel it yummy, feel it funny,

Through the Devils magic spell,

Feel it clever or maybe never,

As you all live in hell.

By Dr Geebers

Angery Thoughts

Taking the time to see what’s right

Everyday and every night

Until someone comes looking a fight

You know what now lays insight

Angry thoughts, angry times

People going around exploding their minds

Kicking and punching all the time

Until that person hurts so fine

Alternatively, maybe they will die

And meet their maker in the sky

For what they have done, let’s hope and cry

As life goes on and that’s no lie

Unless what happens is all wrong

For they didn’t know what’s going on

Now they’re dead the billabong

Isn’t that sad for the weak not strong

Then it happens to someone like you

They've done wrong and know it too

Like the pedophiles out of the blue

Hip, hip, hooray, here's what you do

While taking the time to do what’s right

Everyday and every night

Even though your always polite,

You'll show these pedophiles what's insight

By Dr Geebers