The Bad Portfolio

Mine is a bad portfolio,
Occurs in my life’s strangest videos,
See me sing the shaman’s blue,
With all the lyrics of a low man too.
And I suffer with a bad portfolio.

Life is hate, I hate for me,
Hating one another is all I see,
They made me cry, made me die,
They bend my spine to the breaking point.

I can’t travel to elsewhere,
I’m stuck up in a nowhere,
They made me cry, made me die,
They made me realise that I have no friends.

I’ve become a function undone,
Derivation destruction,
Am riding on the flying death,
They made me cry, made me die,
They made me realise all I live is lies.

Did nothing when to be done,
Now that I’m undone,
I lie hear paralysed, completely disguised,
With no one to care,
And I pay all my undue fare,
So I carry me and my bad portfolio.

Boiled Egg

Have lost the world,
Don’t like anything bold,
m.fs create all frustrations,
Hell is around all the creation.

I couldn’t feel the care,
I couldn’t pay the fare,
I couldn’t make it bare,
I couldn’t break the door.

All the m.f people,
Crashing my minds down,
I wanted to be a loner,
To prove the sucking moaners.

All I could do is smash a boiled egg,
Yeah, smash a boiled egg.

Counted numbers from back to one,
Lest I would have won,
Sucking love came into existence,
The end of this fucking resistance.

19 she was

She was totally excited,
Now ideas were matured,
Cannot wait for the marriage,
Remembered the golden carriage,
It was a special day,
It was her birthday.

Global views, was the queen bee,
Wanted to be a teacher,
Always I was a preacher,
Dying to be a mainframe leader,
It was a special day,
It was her birthday.

She wanted to grow up,
Now could make a coffee cup,
Man, I gifted nothing,
All she wanted was me and nothing,
This was a special day,
It was her birthday.

I couldn’t resist,
As was a pessimist,
I liked her all the way,
She wanted to be at the bay,
It was a special day,
It was her birthday.

A/S/L?

She was a harassed mother,
He was an absent father,
Least to bother,
Kids were delinquent.
The archetypal dysfunctional family.

Chinese whispers made all way,
Chillicholorophyll for the food,
Back biting the man’s say,
Done by charm offensive, did that good.

Western calypso all night long,
No cue ball at his place,
Sang the disaster song,
Oh the dirty phase, ya the dirty phase.

All want to know, the origin of a man,
All have to know, the destiny of that man,
You have learnt, nobody’s changing,
And I have seen, blur in the family.

Why do we have to ask?
Why do we have to ask?
Make everyone sad,
Why do we have to ask?

Pusho-Mania

Why should we have a name?
Why should we share the blame?
Why should we grow?
Why should guys have ego?

Why is there dust?
When everybody enjoy lust,
Why should we study?
When people have to abuse, bloody,
Why should we wear?
When we are comfortable bare,
Why should we eat?
Why not jam up at some beat,

Why should we sleep?
Why should people weep?
Why don’t we smile?
Excuse me, just for a while.

We could do some little work,
Than just calling people jerks.

Ceremony To Obituary

Heyam a kamikaze,
Guys, just take it easy.
Did always this for all the money,
Gotto look at you, oh my honey.

Happily tied the knot,
But still wanted the gold pot,
Memories relished, & had all break,
To learn something all just for sake.

Had a call from the mission,
Jesus, u know had no ambition,
All that had a bit rough,
All could do just believed in tough.

Death for the cause you could think,
Close your eyes have a blink,
Have the wish,
Have the pray,
Have the zeal,
Have the zest,
So make a steal and f the rest.

By god’s grace everything is saved,
Hey, nobody could have behaved,
The manner my wife did,
All day & all day long,
She thought of me.
She thought of me.

Was packing bags from the warred world,
With some courage not very bold,
Just to find her dead, in the bed,
This was never in my head,
She was attacked by a disease,
Hey I was not at ease,

Hey was a kamikaze,
Guys, just don’t take it easy.

O.K. Tested

Seasons for me come and go,
Just like a train on a rail-road,
I have to play this and make my way,
Leading life in a usual way,
Follow some rules but still play.

I have tasted this life,
& finally I have tested it.
O.K Tested.

Spent my pre- quats in education,
Did all that with no dedication,
Never thought of the criticism,
Friends believed in vandalism.

Spent my latter making music,
The time when I never felt homesick,
Wanted all cracks and nothing,
All the music done was a bit something.

Now I sleep complete calm,
Enjoyed my life in the farm,
All have to do just the same,
Just for the little fame.
I have tasted this life,
& finally I have tested it.

Organisation For Stimulation

Am feeling low, am feeling old today,
Am missing the ones who were close,
Am missing the ones who were there,
Am missing the ones who left.

I know when you touch me,
You care for me,
I know when u kiss me,
You shower love upon me,
I know when I leave,
You miss our love.

I know, I know, one more thing,
That you are my organisation for stimulation.

Am feeling depressed, I cannot see,
Am missing the ones who were close,
Am missing the ones who were there,
Am missing the ones who left.

I know, when you work hard you carry the pains for me,
I know, when you feel bad you never want me know,
I know, when I rest in peace, you will sleep aside with me.
I know, I know, one more thing,
That you are my organisation for stimulation.