I don’t want to play football I don’t understand the thrill of the game I don’t want to play football I don’t understand the thrill of running, catching, throwing Taking orders from a moron Grabbing for the sweaty crotches Getting … [cont…]

Wandering alone on the ridge of a coast Lost to the world he had known as a boy He knows his lover lies south in the city Passing along and as sleepy as night Warm in the woods that conceal … [cont…]

I’m coming over in the wrong direction I only want to be the centre of your attention For long enough to show you I’m worth the trouble that you take I want to see the way that you portray A … [cont…]