Tubes

TUBES or THE MOB or COUNTING

I was new at the job

Did not know what to think

Shocked when I saw the mob

Wearing suits dark as ink

Watching the quality

It was truly scary

Counting all live long day

Blood and sweat did I pay

The mob owned my whole soul

Quickly they took a toll

My task was to move tubes

Label as gold or trash

Dealt not with the large cubes

Waiting out for the cash

I thought I would be safe

Not end up like a waif

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‘Fore too long, o’er they came

My bones swiftly did break

Surely I would be lame

They tossed me into the lake

Pollution was their care

These green mobs must be rare

CHORUS

I barely made it out

Ne’er to work there again

The mob’s bad news no doubt

Run from dark suited men

I would not be the same

After playing their game

CHORUS (2x)

The Top

THE TOP or JUST LUNACY

The problems are laid bare

To be seen everywhere

The ones on top are blind

Only talk to their kind

For us there is no care

CHORUS
Why can’t they see

What’s so plain to me

No logic- just lunacy

Over and over again

Results with a blood stain

More layers are added

Someone’s pockets are padded

Adding to our great chain

CHORUS

If complaints they can hear

People they add more near

Less and less getting done

Soon we won’t see the sun

Try to last though the year

CHORUS

Steps taken to seal our fate

The time is growing late

Worse when the try to fix

Hear scratching of their Bics

Storms coming through the gate

CHORUS

Solutions are problems

With the top we’re no chums

Problems come from the top

When will the madness stop

We hear the Hangman’s drums

CHORUS (2x)

Twist Cone Karma

TWIST CONE or KARMA or TWO DELIGHTS

I loved the twist cone with my whole heart

Its absence would soon tear me apart

I partook all throughout childhood

Against karma’s great power I stood

Two flavors delicious when alone

United will cause karma to groan

Too much of a good thing the man said

Will end with you wishing to be dead

The man’s warning I blew off right then

It was now just a question of when

The twisted delight called me by name

My growing longing I could not tame

CHORUS

Monday I was warned, Tuesday brought storms

Appearing in many quite strange forms

Monday changed the path my life would take

Those two delights all should now forsake

CHORUS

After the cone I ate, things went wrong

The man’s words came true in not that long

After eating I was running late

I tripped and fell, it must have been fate

CHORUS

Life started to break into pieces

Due to a short moment’s poor choices

Life would never be the same again

Was the only thought in my mind then

CHORUS (2x)

Greatest Truth

GREATEST TRUTH or AGE-OLD ADAGE or THE PEN AND THE SWORD

The sword gleams in the night

A symbol of great might

Leads by bringing in fear

Threatens lives of those dear

An age-old adage

Used since times beginning

The pen is mightier than the sword

Earth’s greatest truth

The pen lies in the hand

Embodies the free land

Words strike the chords within

Silently a large din

CHORUS

Swords ripping things apart

Pens writing on the heart

The sword sheds bright red blood

The pen slings gross dark mud

CHORUS

The sword swings through the air

The pen strikes from its lair

The sword kills the writer

The pen’s words wound the fighter

CHORUS

The sword’s acts die with it

The pen’s work lives past it

The sword rends things in twain

The pen unites again

CHORUS

The sword is used for brawn 

The pen acts as its Don

Both items will be lost

One’s legacy embossed

CHORUS (2x)

Grey Mist

GREY MIST or PLUNGING or FORGE AHEAD

A grey mist lies before

‘We must forge ahead!’

Cries the leader once more,

Plunging past the remains of the dead

The path is unclear

Yet, the time is near

Put aside the fear

Step into the darkness

The future need not be aimless

But can make us breathless

A grey mist lies before

‘We must forge ahead!’

Cries the leader once more,

Plunging past the remains of the dead

Beauty is the unknown

Beyond what is shown

The crown on the throne

In our grasp, but so far-

Pushing to clear the bar

Yet somehow stuck in tar

A grey mist lies before

‘We must forge ahead!’

Cries the leader once more,

Plunging past the remains of the dead

The mist is breached

Progress is like a whale that’s beached

But, the goal was reached

The soldiers stop

They can’t handle being on top

Something, someone’s gotta drop

A grey mist lay before

‘We must forge ahead!’

Cried the leader once more,

Plunging past the remains of the dead

A grey mist lay before

‘We must forge ahead!’

Cried the leader once more,

Plunging into the remains of the dead

Breach in Sector 33

BREACH IN SECTOR 33

BRRR, BRRRR (Alarm noise)

Breach in Sector 33!

It was the middle of the night

The alarm started, a bad sign

All of us were in quite a fright

We knew someone had crossed the line

We ran towards the great Red Base

Unknowing of what we would find

On the ground was a black briefcase

Then a voice within my own mind

Breach in Sector 33!

Who knows what it’s done to me?

The Breach may cost us our lives

Breach in Sector 33

The voice sent shivers down my spine

I knew it’s words to be pure truth

Shadows became men, there were nine

I hoped the Breach was just a goof

CHORUS

We faced the shadows in the dark

In between us the briefcase stood

With no doubt, this would leave a mark

We tried that, which no one else would

Breach in Sector 33

We know what it did to you

We will honor your lost lives

Breach in Sector 33

The Loophole

THE LOOPHOLE or HAND HOLDING

The boy and girl were best friends

Always together it seemed

Hands were held when none could see

They were a great mystery

Her eyes saw steady dating

His eyes saw no ties fun time

He quit while she wished to kiss

He lost her perfect love bliss

Snuck out using the Loophole

Hand holding doesn’t equal dating

To him she was a good friend

To her he was another player

The story spread like wildfire

Reactions came a plenty

What insensitivity

Girls exclaimed Let’s break his knee

CHORUS

Guys sided with him always

She took it wrong they all said

They would be haunted too soon

Guys reps girls would lampoon

CHORUS

The boy was outcast by girls

No one would think to date him

Change was no where to be found

Anger did the Boy surround

CHORUS

All was done for The Boy’s love

She wanted him back too much

He went on to win more hearts

At his picture she threw darts

CHORUS (2x)