In the beginning was the word; Lead us not into temptation: For the spirit is willing and flesh be weak. Yea, as we walk through the valley of the shadow of death, thout shallst fear no evil: for my rod and staff shall comfort thee. In the beginning was the word; and the word became flesh. Young and fresh in town, feelin’ lonely and down, gonna blow away a Saturday night? Well don’t sulk and mope, trust me, I know the ropes, getya strapped down for the ride of your life. Screwed blue and tattoo-ing my love into you, this old dog can teach you new tricks. Give me an extra mile ‘n’ your playboy style/smile, (I’m a d..)’madirty habit that you won(‘t)wanna kick. Gonna make you shake. Gonna make you ache. Gonna make you scream! Gonna make you sweat. Gonna make you wet. Gonna make you cream/bleed/plead! Gonna make you pray. Take you every way. Gonna make you squeal! Gonna make you moan. Gonna make you MOAN! You’re gonna remember me! BEAST – with two backs! Beast with two backs! Gaggin’ for some fun? Die pretty, die young! Don’t be shy – you’ll go down a treat. Comin’ thick-and-fast, with an itch to scratch, my reputation is the word on the streets. I make dreams come true, so form an orderly queue, I’m at your call day or night. No need to beg and plead, for my dirty deeds. Satisfaction guaranteed every time. Gonna make you shake. Gonna make you ache. Gonna make you scream! Gonna make you weak. Gonna make you squeak. Gonna make you cream/bleed/plead! Gonna make you pray. Make you cry my name! Gonna shoot to thrill! Fire in the hole! Gonna shoot my LOAD! You’re gonna remember me! BEAST – with two backs! Renounce thy wicked past, thine vestments aside cast, anointing oils doth thee cleanse. Revere His righteous path, submit unto His wrath, self-flagellation shalt thou flense. Immoral earthly sins, forever shalt relive, beseech me with thy virgin face. Confess thine dark desires or burn in all Hell’s fires. Flames lick eternal at thy flesh. (Your flesh! Oh ye-s) ©17.8.2012 Andrew Robert Chapman

Your radiance, like a spring sunrise, melts the cold of winter’s freeze. I can feel you in the summer’s rain, your voice whispers with autumn’s breeze. I smell your favourite perfume, your good taste lingers in the air. I miss nothing about you, just the fact that, you’re not there. And life’s not fair! And life’s not fair! Life’s so unfair! I can’t go on since you’ve been gone: Put me out, put me out of my misery. End my misery. I can’t go on. I can’t go on. Put me out, put me out of my misery. I picture you in my mind’s eye, my memories – are crystal clear. I can feel you all around me, close my eyes and see you here. I’ve wept a raging river, cried out my last despair. I miss nothing about you, just the fact that, you’re not there. And life’s not fair! And life’s not fair! Life’s so unfair! I can’t go on since you’ve been gone: Put me out, put me out of my misery. End my misery. I can’t go on. I can’t go on. Put me out, put me out of my misery. I see you smile – on a video. I hear your voice – on the answerphone. I can feel you tearing, tearing at my heart. I lie awake – every single night. I just don’t know how to put things right. I just don’t know … what went wrong (baby)? But I can’t go on since you’ve been gone: It’s the end, it’s the end of you and me. So end my misery. I can’t go on since you’ve been gone: Put me out, put me out of my misery. I can’t go on. I can’t go on. Put me out, put me out of my misery. ©20.2.2014 Andrew Robert Chapman

Blowin’ like a Force ten – (she) sucked me up in her vortex. Rushin’ in like a blind fool – she got me breakin’ my own rules. Livin’ life on the razor’s edge – half-cut ‘n’ defying Death. Thinkin’ I was flyin’ high – about to take a sky-di(e)ve … Mi amour, mi amour. The lady I adored, threw me overboard. I’m in free fall! Cast me aside, walked outta my life. I’m onna one way ride. I’m in free fall! Caught me off my guard, rent my beatin’ heart. I’m gonna come down hard. I’m in free fall! Got herself a new beau, I was the last to know! (so) Look out below! I’m in free fall! A real-life Goddess centrefold – she’d tempt Satan to sell his soul. Her nymphet-body ‘n’ adult-wiles – (spells) double-trouble in double-time. I know too well what happens next – another slow-motion train wreck. Teeterin’ on a thin cliff ledge – I shudda quit while I was ahead. Mi amour, mi amour. The lady I adored, threw me overboard. I’m in free fall! Cast me aside, walked outta my life. I’m onna one way ride. I’m in free fall! Caught me off my guard, rent my beatin’ heart. I’m gonna come down hard. I’m in free fall! I was the last to know! Forget damage control! Look out below! I’m in free fall! Finest figure you’ll ever see – flawless to the nth degree. Placed on my utmost pedestal – to prove her precious mettle. (But) She-Devil – no man is safe – got me diggin’ my own grave! Gallows trapdoor falls from my feet – a fall-guy again at breakneck speed. I’m fallin’ hard. (free fall) The world’s spinnin’. (free fall) Is this the end? (free fall) Or the beginnin’? (free fall) I’m fallin’ fast. (free fall) The world’s spinnin’. (free fall) Is this the end? (free fall) Or the beginnin’? (free fall) I’m fallin’ hard. (free fall) The world’s spinnin’. (free fall) Is this the end? (free fall) Or the beginnin’? (free fall) I’m fallin’ h-a-r-ddddddddd (free fall)(free fall)(free fall) (I’m fallin’ h-a-r-ddddddddd) I fell under her spell – fell head over heels in love. That lady was my downfall – but who is down need fear no fall. (Since she left me) I’m in free fall. ©8.10.2012 Andrew Robert Chapman

It seems – like a lifetime, all on my own. Livin’ in a place which I don’t, I can’t, I won’t call home. Time-to-time I get out to meet somebody new; but they all pale to my cherished, fond memories of you. On my own: Why should I, why should I continue? On my own: Without, without you. Another first date hears things which, I wanna hear myself. My smile’s not listening, I wonder when I’ll be my normal self. We’re laughing at nothing ‘cos, nothing’s being said. Mumbling our awkward goodbyes wishing we’d – never met. On my own: Got nothing but blues. On my own: A fool waiting to be rescued. On my own: Why should I, why should I continue? On my own: Without you. I’m gonna: Pick up the pieces of my shattered life, and make a brand new start. Gonna find someone who can mend my bleedin’ broken heart. Gonna: Make you a distant memory, a long forgotten part of me. Gonna: Leave this lonely life; break your spell, set myself free. On my own: A phoenix reborn, rising with flaming might! On my own: Spread my wi-ngs, gonna set the world on fire! On my own: I’m not missing y-o-u, I know I’ll be alright. On my own: Leaving the heartache in smokin’ ashes far behind. On my own: Forge my own fate, happiness, luck and nevermore On my own: By myself, but no longer on my own. ©13.1.2012 Andrew Robert Chapman

Thirsting for the chase, hungry with desire. One man’s poison’s one man’s good taste. There’s temptation and fear – in your eyes. White-lines. Out on the edge. Shiftin’ into overdrive. Natural-born – Painkiller. More effective than cocaine. Natural-born – Painkiller. Like pure morphine in your veins. A rush, a speed machine, hold on tight and feel alive. Sick/Sweet, savage, intense, extreme (and mean) The joy ride of your sweet/swift, short life. (Don’t fight.) Slip-slidin’. Roll after roll! Drifting outta control. Natural-born – Painkiller. Feel the splinter in your brain. Natural-born – Painkiller. Gonna take away your pain. Shot up. Too young to die! Can’t catch me ‘cos I’m flying high! Natural-born – Painkiller. More addictive than cocaine. Natural-born – Painkiller. Just like morphine in your veins. Natural-born – Painkiller. Yeah it’s drivin’ me insane. Natural-born – Painkiller. Come on blow away my brain. ©27.1.2015 Andrew Robert Chapman

Unmarked tawny body, perfect cat walking feline grace. Knows all the tricks, not just a pretty face. Hungry eyes, wild desires, sleek striking beauty. Each night fall her hunger calls, driving her right your way. Animal instincts, whet her appetite. Eyeing up the young ones ‘cos, that’s what she likes. (Cougar.) Cougar on the streets. Cougar. Cougar. Hunting for fresh meat. Cougar. Cougar. No plain pussy cat. Cougar. Cougar. A man-eater attack. She’s on the prowl, cats eyes burning bright. Sits and waits in ambush, you won’t put up a fight. Knows what she wants, gets what she needs, pounces on her prey. Goes straight for the jugular, takes your breath away. Animal instincts! Animal appetite! Eyeing up the young ones ‘n’ knows just where to strike. (Cougar.) Cougar. Sinuous and lithe. Cougar. Cougar. No grey cat in the night. Cougar. Cougar. Take your breath away with her first blow. (Cougar.) Cougar. But you young men won’t be told. Tears and strips the clothes you’re wearing. Feel her claw and feel her scratch. Sunk her teeth into your body. She’s a frenzied, (wild) wildcat …. (groowwwllll) You’re easy meat, easy meat, easy meat: She takes you down. (You’re easy meat,) easy meat, easy meat: Hear her purr and gro – wl. (You’re easy meat,) easy meat, easy meat: Tasty dish of the day. (You’re easy meat,) easy meat, easy meat: You’re real child’s play … (purrrrrrr) Gonna get taken out by a cougar. She’s on the prowl, she’ll hunt you down. (Gonna get) taken out by a cougar. ain’t no cat in gloves, ain’t no puppy love. (Gonna get) taken out by a cougar. Hungrily licks at your flesh and bone. (Gonna get) taken out by a cougar. Gonna get taken out! Taken down … … grrrrrooooowwwwlll … ©2.2.2012 Andrew Robert Chapman

Love is blind: But this girl’s outta sight! One double-take, make no mistake, she caught my roving eye. No lies to hide, cherry-red smile and playful flirtin’ ways. Her touch too much, sweet poisonous rush, this girl is half my age! (I’ve been) Stung! Sweet, innocent and young. (Stung!) No better star-crossed lover. (Stung!) One swallow made my, my Indian summer! I’ve bin Stung! She’ll spit me out when she’s done. (Stung!) Her father-figure of fun, (Stung!) but sting me baby, I don’t care just sting me! Oh! She’s got a sting in her tail! Bzzzzzzzz. Lust’s a sin! ‘n’ I guess that’s why she’s down on her knees ‘n’ I’m prayin’. This hot summer tease, just wants to please, (her) horny hourglass hips a-swayin’. No words said, just come-to-bed alluring jailbait eyes. (Oh) You can wrap me ’round your little finger ‘cos you’ve wrapped me ’round your thighs. Stung! Sweet, innocent and young. (Stung!) No better star-crossed lover. (Stung!) One swallow made my, my Indian summer! I’ve bin Stung! She’ll spit me out when she’s done. (Stung!) Her father-figure of fun, (Stung!) but sting me baby, sweet honey bee, you stun me! Weary the heart upon my sleeve, (I) got one foot in the grave. So much better to be an old man’s darling, than a young man’s slave! Old fools and their monies are easily parted, no legal tender no bail! Sticks and stones, just jump my bones. Baby blow me! (oh yeah!) Blow me outta ja-il! Life’s too short: To grab a granny my dear. That’s why I’m in, I’m in like Flynn, treading where angels fear. Cassandra pearls of infinite wisdom proved to be pretty good ‘cos I’ve come undone, but no regrets: What’s fun is dumb job done yeah I’ve been Stung! The best thing in life’s free! (Stung!) So just sue me! (Stung!) Down on ‘er bee’s knees. (‘n’) I’m hard to please. Real hard to please. (Stung!) Impulsive rush of blood. (Stung!) But what’s bad is just so good. (Stung!) Oh! She’s got MY sting in her tail now! Yeah, I stung ‘er! (Stung!) Stu-ng! (Stung!) Stung! Stung! Stung! Stung! Sweet little bee, y’wanna taste some o’ MY honey? Yeah! Bzzzzzzzzzzzz/Oh Baby BABY!! St-u-n-g! ©20.3.2012 Andrew Robert Chapman

The prettiest eyes have cried the seven seas of the world. The loudest laughter hides the darkest secrets and hurt. The kindest of hearts must endure the cruelest taunts and pain. Mmmm. The truest/purest of soul’s innocence faithlessly betrayed. Their wounded hearts: Bleed. While saddened eyes: Cry. Their tortured souls: Crucified. But they won’t stop the beginning of the end. Memories from my past long drowned by the tears I’ve cried. The truth buried deep under the weight of crushing lies. First I lost my rhyme, last I lost all reason ‘n’ found pain. ‘cos this one man’s loved and lost is another man’s gain. My lonely heart: Bleeds. My harrowed eyes: Cry. My tortured soul: Crucified. But I couldn’t stop the beginning of the end. There are always winners and losers, in the games of life and love. Poor beggars can’t be choosers, while the wealthy can’t get enough. Many just don’t see it coming, the rest hoping that they’re wrong. Left alone soothing their heartache, lose themselves in a sad love song. Spare me a minute of your time, stranger lend me your ears. Take a step back from yourself and look into my face full of fears. The troubles of the world weighing heavy compounding dejection. Mmmm. But are you sure when you stare in my eyes it’s not a reflection? You feel your injured heart: Bleed. Your pretty eyes: Cry. Our tortured souls: Crucified. But we can’t stop the beginning of the end. ©16.2.2013 Andrew Robert Chapman

Sweet! Hell yeah! Here she comes! Watch out boys! She’ll eat you alive! You have been warned! Some say this woman’s on the level, some think they’re seeing eye to eye, (haha) Before you know what’s going on, it’s too late! You’re mesmerised. She’s no dumb blonde, she can use her head mmmm… can you hear a scream? A shiver bolts blue down your spine. Is it pleasure? Is it fear? She’s: T.N.T., always lookin’ dynamite! Light up your life, like a – fork-lightning strike. High octane, pure adrenaline! Dangerous, exciting, beautiful and mean. Jezebel – a blonde bombshell. Jezebel – she’s sweet as hell. Jezebel – can’t you tell she is Jezebel – Jez – eb – el! Intoxicated by her hot lips, bewitched you’re in her spell. Ain’t no stairway to heaven, you’re on a highway to hell. Gonna have to slave and work hard to pay off all your debt, oh yeah! She ain’t bin satisfied, by anybody yet (‘cept me!) She’s: A U.X.B., tick-ticking in the dark. A venomous snake, a hungry tiger-shark. Russian roulette, a tsunami! Sin wrapped in a nightmare all inside of a dream. Jezebel – a femme fatale! Jezebel – she’s hot as Hell! Jezebel – whole lotta love to sell. Jezebel – Jez – eb – el! Left ya stricken with a tortured conscience: Confused, guilty and cold. The fallen Angel that slept by your side, flew silent with your soul. Oh! But in your heart of hearts you wouldn’t want it any other way. Unforgettable times with that wicked temptress and lived to tell the tale. (Yeah!) She’s: R.D.X., blow your mind apart. A parachute jump without a rip-cord. A run away train, high velocity! A dream wrapped in a nightmare – now you know what I mean. Jezebel – red hot hell’s belle! Jezebel – cries with a rebel yell! Jezebel – (she’ll) steal your heart as well! Jezebel – Jez – eb – el! ©19.11.2010 Andrew Robert Chapman

Like a disease – gone airborne, in my lungs – I breathe you in. Like a cancer – you’re eating me up, in my blood I got you under my skin. Like a night – of hard drinking. Like a day – on cocaine. You’re the rush – of a lifetime. A silver bullet for my pain. You’re so bad. You’re so bad. You’re so bad. You’re so bad. You’re so bad. It’s untrue. A high-fever – delirious trembling about to cry your name. You’re so bad, ‘cos you’re so good! A wild thing, that can’t be tamed. Another night – insomnia. Another day I’m dreamin’ ’bout you! My doctor says – I’m incurable. Got me thinking – it could be true. You’re so bad. You’re so bad. You’re so bad. You’re so bad. You’re so bad. It’s untrue. You’re so bad. You’re so bad. You got me tied up – entangled – in your web of lies. Inject your venom, hot-passion, with your sweet love-bites. You melt my heart – (‘n’) resistance – with those dirty eyes. You’re so bad – you’re wicked – can’t get you out of my mind. I kiss your lips ‘n’ taste – paradise. Outta-ma depth, I drown in your eyes. Time ‘n’ again you leave me breathless. Like a virus you’re – infectious. My muscles ache, my body sweats. Another great idea coming into your head. You’re bound to please. You’re all I need/my wet-dream. You’re expertise. It’s untrue. You’re so bad. You’re so bad. You’re so bad. You’re so bad. You’re so bad. You’re untrue. ©7.8.2014 Andrew Robert Chapman

I’ve seen the writing on the wall, a message for the tribe, posted proud for all to see, hidden in plain sight. I’ve seen the programmes on TV, subliminal blitz-vision, sub-subconscious, mind-manipulating, hypnotism. It’s too late to hide, it’s too late to run, the inmates are running the asylum: Plutocrats own our dictators, nation razing betrayers. When schools indoctrinate kids: then the writing’s on the wall and their parents acquiesce: then the writing’s on the wall. When religions kill and maim: then the writing’s on the wall, but only riff-raff are fair game: then the writing’s on the wall. Endless rules and regulations steal your life from cradle to grave. Every soul who believes they’re free is the best of slaves. Brainwashed minds repeating lies – despotic laws forbid dissent. You’ve got no rights. You’ve got no excuse! Doing nothing is consent! It’s too late to run, now’s the time to fight – “they” can’t control their Frankensteins! Fury stokes revolutionary hearts – “Nemesis” our call to arms! When fiat monies are debased: then the writing’s on the wall (and) Potemkin policies embraced: then the writing’s on the wall (‘n’) Governments bow to the Elite: then the writing’s on the wall and the Fourth Estate’s their mouthpiece … {… here is the national news …} When presstitutes whore their master’s views, sell propaganda dressed up as news. When politicians break their vows, deceive and lie and sell you out! When speaking the truth is labelled hate! When democracies dicatate! Yeah welcome to your fascist State! ©31.08.2015 Andrew Robert Chapman