I don’t play basketball but I know about the rebound
When a chick needs that thick
And you know she needs it quick
She might come to you
Sobbing about some story
About a ‘well meaning’ punk
That means it’s your chance for Glory
It’s your time to dunk
You get in close and get a kiss
You aim for that hoop or you’re bound to miss
Cause that’s what she’s looking for
Unless she’s a bore
But that girl you’re looking for well she ain’t just a whore
But what I’m saying here
Is that it’s your time to score


Star Fux

My bro is Slippy Toad
He’s got a big fat chode
And When he fucks
Fucks those cucks
He blows a big fat load

Take that chick in your Arwing
fuck her to she starts to sing
Oh ah not so hard
You’re so much bigger than Picard

My bro is Peppy Hare
You know he doesn’t care
Cause when he blasts
Blasts that ass
He goes in fucking bare

Take that chick in your Arwing
fuck her to she starts to sing
Oh ah your stiff as a board
You’re so much harder than Starlord

My bro is Star Fox
He’s got two big fat cocks
He’ll take your chick
And fuck her quick
Then Chuck her in a box

Take that chick in your Arwing
fuck her to she starts to sing
Oh my such a sweet talker
So much smoother that Skywalker

My bro is Falco Lombardi
That fuck can really party
He’s such a goon
For that poon
he always has a hardy

Robot legs and cocks to boot
These dudes are ready to shoot
Feathers, fur and scales too
This is the crew that will fuck you

Leave me away

How do I still have confidence
Or metaphors about flames
Whips and gavels will declare
Me deceased, on a single plot
Alone as one asphyxiating
To never have truly breathed
Only ever sank into
A life I wish I had
Breathing better air
Relaxing in the sand
Away from the aches
Of asphalt and concrete

Away from your cold dead heart


A hole a hole a hole
Deeper into me
Where I found non existent
Feelings and memories
We the keys to getting Her
to love, we Missed that chance
Stumbled and fell
Each time we’d dance

Drink of love and appreciation
A simple knowing glance
To throw off our clothes
Wrestle for the top side
Those times I miss those
Fights we’d have day and day
Each time it goes
And goes and goes
To a hole so deep
You stopped looking

Loved for you

Is it normal to feel so much for lost loves
Ones I never had
To think about every day
Let fester in my brain
Of which step I missed
Of where I stumbled off course
To lose another

A gambler over his limit
Fight the disease
Flight from your worries
Till your legs break
And heart pumps so hard
It bursts for them
Rain down to remind them
You loved once
And it hurt so damn hard

Hungry, hurting

The blood rushing through your brain
Fuelling the regret
Giving the thoughts in your mind
something to feast on
Hungry and rampant
Ready to grow forever
You feed them ten times a day
Crunching down on the meal with no manners

You slave for them
They tease you for that
Tempt you with friends
Turn you towards a better time
Before throwing it in your face

Another feast to be prepared
You’ll never let them go
You can yell and scream
Call them mangy
call them mongrels
But you made them with your own malice
They laugh and snicker at threats and promises
Because they know you’ll keep them around
You beat and pummel them
Make them grow in size
Despise and hate them
Forever and always


to cure a blackened heart
Wash the tar away
New Waves open
And let you in home
Without you the place may crumble again
As the sea turns violent when left alone
Striking the beach to kill
But like the siren
you can calm
And choose what to do with me
I’ll stay open for you
As long as you bring hope