I'm at the tip of the top There's a pep in my step I got the hippity hop Winning all of my bets I’m hanging on a hope Met a special sort of friend I’m such a silly old dope Am I falling again? Gonna get a new start I’m so happy I could scream For the bounce in my heart And the sparkle in my dreams I’m hanging on a hope Met a special sort of friend I’m such a silly old dope Am I falling again? By Richard W. Bray
Please don't be crazy You got such a pretty smile Don’t tell me you keep critters To feed your crocodile Please don’t be crazy I’m trying to relate Please don’t slice me open And cut me up for bait Please don’t be crazy You’re so fun to have around Don’t fret and fuss and fight And make my life a battleground Please don’t be crazy When shoes begin to drop Don’t get up in my business Like a homicide cop Please don’t be crazy You got such a pretty smile Let’s take it slow and easy And just talk for a while Let’s take it slow and easy And just talk for a while Please don’t be crazy
by Richard W. Bray
Madly here we go again Making war to feel like men All the suffering in the world Inflicted on a little girl Everyone you boss around All the people you push down The hateful hunger to control Lord, it takes a mighty toll Disparage everything they do Cuz everyone should be like you That’s how a tyrant runs his home Cutting children to the bone Everyone you boss around All the people you push down The hateful hunger to control Lord, it takes a mighty toll Squeezing every single dime From their labor and their time That’s what production’s all about Plug 'em in and turn it out Everyone you boss around All the people you push down The hateful hunger to control Lord, it takes a mighty toll By Richard W. Bray
Your skin changes color
What a marvelous tongue
You warm me all over
When we’re sitting in the sun
Your nictitating membrane
Really makes me wanna sin
When you slither all around me
You know I always shed my skin
We could raise a brood of geckos
On grasshoppers and kale
Dig a hole for your eggs, dear
I’ll even grow a new tail
If you’ll be my little mamba
I’ll be a happy crocodile
Fending off a thousand vipers
Just to see your scaly smile
By Richard W. Bray
Life isn’t fair
Everyone agrees
Don’t put your angry on me
Sorry bout your temper
And your bonnet full of bees
Don’t put your angry on me
Take a deep breath
And have a cup of tea
Don’t put your angry on me
Journey to the park
And climb the biggest tree
Don’t put your angry on me
Watch a funny movie
And laugh until you pee
Don’t put your angry on me
Rage is a prison
Set your spirit free
Don’t put your angry on me
by Richard W. Bray
Bullies are angry
Bullies are mean
They gotta put you down
To empty their spleen
Bullies wanna conquer
Bullies divide
Spreading round the hurt
Cuz they’re broken inside
Bullies disarrange things
Bullies hurt your health
Every single bully feels
Sad for themself
by Richard W. Bray
‘Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand
When we with Daisies lie—
—Emily Dickinson, If I Should Die
Darker nights than ever
Hearts of shattered glass
Hefting laden caskets
Setting granite in the grass
They will come for all the bodies
Then they’ll come and take our homes
The machine keeps right on turning
And grinding up the bones
When disaster makes you richer
What could ever make you whole?
Is it just the love of Mammon?
Or the absence of a soul?
They will come for all the bodies
Then they’ll come and take our homes
The machine keeps right on turning
And grinding up the bones
by Richard W. Bray
a movie in the afternoon
with you
a walk, a talk, a Gershwin tune
with you
in a cabin in the hills
with you
in a field of daffodils
with you
snuggle on the coldest night
with you
feeling safe and holding tight
with you
everything is warm and true
with you
in a universe of two
with you
by Richard W. Bray
How’d you make the world
Collapse and disappear?
How’d you make your voice
The only thing I hear?
How’d you take my troubles
And tear them all apart?
How’d you know the song
In my heart?
How’d you know the song
In my heart?
How’d you patch me up
And nurse me back to health?
How’d you create a world
Where time was someplace else?
How’d you erase the past
And make a whole new start?
How’d you know the song
In my heart?
How’d you know the song
In my heart?
by Richard W. Bray
broken lives
and broken hearts and
foolish empty pledges
I’m rugged and I’m ragged
and sharp around
the edges
Don’t get too close
I’m booby-trapped
Broke from eating
Too much crap
There’s so much shit
When I explode
It’s gonna be
The motherload
all the lies
you swallow, they
never get digested
every segment
of your soul
will become infested
Don’t get too close
I’m booby-trapped
Broke from eating
Too much crap
There’s so much shit
When I explode
It’s gonna be
The motherload
by Richard W. Bray
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