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[Robert Neville]

A Likely Idea


The bombs drop down
And the food in the canteens
Finally gain some life
The gas surrounds
The people clench their
Fists and die
Well it was about time
Big Ben shows the wrong
Number, get in line
Marching soldiers
With earrings in their noses
Shoot their guns and destroy
Parliament, well whets the point
Children cry as the buildings
Turn to rubble
They see their school entwined
And suddenly they didn’t care
Until their lungs jumped from
Inside their body
And they slowly died
Everybody climbs in a car
And drives out
Just looking to survive
The eye comes tumbling towards
Earth, was that worth the money?
The Thames turns inwards
And waves engulf the rubble
Nothing remains except
Wet, wave soaked rubble
And we must question
London, would anybody miss it
If it wasn’t here?

 

[Reelaround]

So much for London, home of the brash, outrageous and free

You are are repressed but you're remarkably dressed

 

[Robert Neville]

Think About Yourself



You cannot stop curling myself around
Razor blades
And you don’t get attached
To the people you know
Only because the earth swarms
With people who are not worth talking to
And most people make you feel pro-nuclear
Dark feelings only reappear
When you think about yourself


You put up pictures of people
Who are smiling
Just so when the people you hate
See the smiles you hate
They can banter about what
They the artist is trying to say
And as they swarm away
Dark feeling reappear
Because you think about yourself

 

[Robert Neville]

Miserable Life



Time is dripping away
And its our fault
Time is dripping away
And its our fault
Time is dripping away
And its out fault


You know just what not to say
In your stylish casual way
But when you open your mouth
I run away
The sun is drifting slowly south
And when you said “come to bed”
Oh such a miserable life
You have infiltrated my mind twice
Twice you have
My pure innocent mind
And now I’m left behind
You say your room smells of despair
All I can smell is your dirty underwear
Such a miserable life
You want to see the outside air
But you can’t place your underwear
Such trouble and strife
But still I’d follow you
Right to the criminal world



A cup of tea would suffice
But you don’t look at me twice

A cup of tea would suffice
But you don’t look at me twice

A cup of tea would suffice
But you don’t look at me twice

A cup of tea would suffice
But you don’t look at me twice
Oh….


Take me wherever you go

 

[Wozzer]

Miserable Life



Time is dripping away
And its our fault
Time is dripping away
And its our fault
Time is dripping away
And its out fault


You know just what not to say
In your stylish casual way
But when you open your mouth
I run away
The sun is drifting slowly south
And when you said “come to bed”
Oh such a miserable life
You have infiltrated my mind twice
Twice you have
My pure innocent mind
And now I’m left behind
You say your room smells of despair
All I can smell is your dirty underwear
Such a miserable life
You want to see the outside air
But you can’t place your underwear
Such trouble and strife
But still I’d follow you
Right to the criminal world



A cup of tea would suffice
But you don’t look at me twice

A cup of tea would suffice
But you don’t look at me twice

A cup of tea would suffice
But you don’t look at me twice

A cup of tea would suffice
But you don’t look at me twice
Oh….


Take me wherever you go

A little The Smiths- influence here, eh? Nice pastiche of Miserable Lie.

 

[Robert Neville]

Seeing you



When I see you, it makes me want to cry
But only in the best way
Only in a good way
When I see you, I instantly turn shy
But only in for a moment
Only for a moment
When I touch, I don’t really
It’s a computer screen
Why is life so uncontrollably mean


Oh but seeing you
Make me feel so young inside
I hope you don’t die


The internet is a wonderful thing
I can see what you do whenever you do it
And it makes me miss you more
But that is what face book is for






I Can’t Help The Way I Feel




You may never understand
Why I don’t want to take a woman’s hand
And you may never understand
Why I love those boys in those bands
You don’t have to understand
You just have to accept that
I can’t help the way I feel
And it’s the hearts of boys
That I want to steal
I can’t help the way I feel
I don’t like to lay, I like to kneel
Please don’t blame me for the way I feel
Its only genetics
Its only genetics


And if you need further proof
Just look into my eyes
And see the truth
And see the truth




Hello mother


Hello mother, how are you
Could you take a seat
Because I have something to say
My name is Robert Neville
And I believe I’m Gay

Hello mother, don’t blame yourself
You raised me rather well
And why is there blame?
I’m still human
I’m still the same

Mother, I’m still your son
I just wont be able to produce one
Please don’t pack my case
Don’t say that
I’m not a disgrace


Mother, I feel like I’m swimming against the tide
I wish you would welcome me with arms open wide
Showing me your warm embrace
Please take the shame away from your face

 

[Robert Neville]

Under Attack




Here I stand, under attack
As I tell you I love you
And your retort?
Wit, it does lack
Just like your front door
You say “no junk male please”
But I could say the exact same thing


You only tell me you love
When you’re drunk
And I can’t wait
Until twelve in the morning
You can tell me you love me
But I loathe you
I physically loathe you

And you’re under attack
Watch you back
As I attack

 

[Girl-with-the-Thorn]

A Morrissey World

You talked to me about Jack Kerouac
And how much you loved weed and smack
You told me that Morrissey didn’t coin the phrase
‘Pretty girls make graves’
This you didn’t think I knew?
His face is on my t-shirt
His name is too
You say his voice hurts your ears
And I say “you have no taste my dear”

You said you hated William Wordsworth
And I ask why your mother had to give birth
You told me that my wit is witless
And I told you insults will result in no progress
This you must have known?
Morrissey looks down on you
And Marr does too
You say his voice hurts your ears
And I say “that space between must be clear”

Brilliant

Lonely On a limb



Taking advantage of all the opportunities
And still progressing sideward
Staring into space to look at luminaries
My body is still awkward
And I’m only made of sandpaper
Its all rough out here
Bad times I have all encountered
Lying inside of the frontier
Only wanting to just disappear

Its lonely on a limb
Its ever so lonely on a limb

So I tried to go for a walk in the rain
But I got absolutely nowhere
There’s nothing left to obtain
Somebody get me out of here
And I’m only made of sandpaper
Its all rough out here
Bad times I have all encountered
Lying inside of the frontier
Only wanting to just disappear

Its lonely on a limb
Its ever so lonely on a limb

I love this too much.

Under Attack




Here I stand, under attack
As I tell you I love you
And your retort?
Wit, it does lack
Just like your front door
You say “no junk male please”
But I could say the exact same thing


You only tell me you love
When you’re drunk
And I can’t wait
Until twelve in the morning
You can tell me you love me
But I loathe you
I physically loathe you

And you’re under attack
Watch you back
As I attack

RN, you are truly amazingly talented. Poetry is a hard thing to pull off, but you manage it astonishingly well. Like the subtle Moz references too.

 

[iamnicola]

Beautiful.

 

[Robert Neville]

Happier Than Now



I’ve seen pictures of you
That were taken before we met
And you looked happier


I’ve seen videos of you
That were filmed before we met
And you moved more freely


I’ve seen you look depressed
As I’ve tried to impress you
There’s no need to look so repressed


I’ve seen pictures of you
When we first met
And you looked happier


Happier than now

 

[Robert Neville]

Sexual Tips


Your advancements are tugging on my heart strings
And to you, to you, they don’t mean a single thing
Its just Saturday night, common practice for you
Its just your natural human thing to do
It’s not for me, but I thank you
I came here to stand on my own and leave on my own
And still you advance, I don’t want your dance
Your dated moves and your sexual tips
I’m still confused as to why when you kiss you have four lips


The advancements have turned to disillusion
I always knew you suffered from delusions
It’s Sunday morning, your not at home, common practice
I can tell you what your life is lacking
You don’t want me, I don’t blame you
You say you were only passing through
And still you advance, I don’t want your dance
Your dated moves and your sexual tips
I’m still confused as to why when you kiss you have two sets of lips

 

[Robert Neville]

You May Say That You Love Me



You say that you love me
But when you sleep, you never dream of me
I can see it and I know it

But I’ve never been loved
That’s why I sleep all day and night
You can see it and you know it

You’re so lovely, why don’t you love me
Me legs start to melt
We were lovers and I never knew

You may say that you love me
We were lovers and I never knew
You may say that you love me
We were lovers and I never knew
You may say that you love me
We were lovers and I never knew
You may say that you love me
We were lovers and I never knew
You may say that you love me
We were lovers and I never knew
You may say that you love me
We were lovers and I never knew
You may say that you love me


Help me…help me…. Hold me

 

[Robert Neville]

Kids

Hey girl, don’t you hate it when
They condescend to you
Hey boy, don’t you hate it when
They judge everything you do
You’ll never find your place
At this rate

Oh kids, I do feel so sorry for you
Oh how the Media want to paint you
And control you and your moves
Shame is your name

Hey girl, don’t you love being free
You have no idea what that means
Hey boy, don’t you love being free
Or are you brainwashed by the TV
You’ll never find your place
At this rate

Oh kids, I do feel so sorry for you
Oh how the Media want to paint you
And control you and your moves
Shame is your name

You could always go and earn a wage
In a distant land
And come back with one leg
And no hands

Oh kids I do feel so very sorry for you

 

[kyleleonard]

''You’re never find your place
At this rate''

 

[Reelaround]

Sexual Tips

Never go shagging around

 

[Robert Neville]

''you’re never find your place
at this rate''

argh!!

 

[Robert Neville]

Drugs And Metaphors



You get high off of rolos and skittles
Pass me my Ritalin and lemonade
And I’ll colour you in a different shade
You mended my broken heart
With heroin and a crack pipe
And you didn’t know where to start
I just thought that you might


Your drugs are like metaphors
What more do you have in store?


I’m getting high on cheese and crackers
You’ve got you toast and marmite
And that spliff you need to ignite
You broke my broken heart
And you didn’t even need words
Although they played their part
I don’t know what just occurred


Your drugs are like metaphors
What more do you have in store?
Your drugs are like metaphors
What more do you have in store?
Your drugs are like metaphors
What more do you have in store?

Oh I don’t have a clue
Do you?

 

[bogdana]

hi robert how you been?

 

[Robert Neville]

hi robert how you been?

I've been very well, yourself?

 

[bogdana]

pretty good, just busy, should be studying right this second but i got bored. anything new and fabulous going on?