Three In OneI am a British mongrelScotland vs. England made into manA battle ground lies within meWhere passion for a landFights with love of securityThose Highlands light a fire in my bloodA longing to touch the cold earthAnd have its cool waters douse the flameBut my accent always betrays meI hear English reserve pour forth from my mouthLike a verbal bowler hatMy two sides continue to fightA centuries old war for this land of legendsAnd everything seems all rightUntil the Jew in me joins in.
PhoenixEvery time I lose in loveI lose a part of my soul.And on this cold and lonely nightI am no longer whole.But I find it hard to cryFor the love I never knew.I wonder if you really cared for me.I know I cared for you.Despite my heart felt pledge of loveIt never did seem real.I find it hard to understandThe way that I now feel.Like a phoenix from the flamesReborn to love again.And though it may be better, brighterIt will never be the same.
BrainwashedThe T.V. burns brightly,Bombarding me with images of a perfect world.But I know their game,I know that happiness cannot be found at the bottom of a soft drink.I view intellectually,Refusing to accept the cultural imperialism of corporate America.I switch off,Finishing my Coke I slip on my Nike trainers.And leave,in search of fried chicken.
GrannyGrannyWhen I was weeShe earned my loveBy putting my socks on for me.Why does she nowTry to buyWhat I giveUnconditionally?