Kid Rock (explicit lyrics)

Now Detroit may be broken or so they say.
But we ain’t got no time to be sad today.
Because the beats are heavy and the licks are hot.
So come and play, baby, with the pimp Kid Rock.

He’s the mother fucking cowboy of rap and rock.
He likes southern licks, some soul and hip hop.
You can hear the kid rocking all around the block.
Try fucking with him and you can suck his cock.

He likes to rock. He likes to roll. Hip hop baby. Motown soul.
A little country. Some red-neck blues. He’s the MC. The Kid Rock dude.

We need some LA pussy for our Detroit crew.
They’ve been down and out now for so long, so fuck you.
We ain’t got no time to ask in a polite manner.
So don’t tell us we can’t touch it like MC Hammer.

So we’ll be rocking from east coast to the west.
Picking up ho’s and coke and the best of the best.
In a soft top Chevy and some torn blue jeans.
We’ll be fucking with your mind, the bad boys of your dreams.

He likes to rock. He likes to roll. Hip hop baby. Motown soul.
A little country. Some red-neck blues. He’s the MC. The Kid Rock dude.

He mother-fucking rocks and he mother-fucking rolls.
That pimp Kid Rock and his Detroit ho’s.
So bitches will be tripping if they think they’re safe.
From that bad mother-fucker from the Michigan lakes.

It’s time for reckoning, I’m reckoning, so give me a beat.
It’s time to meet the cheats, the deceit on the mean streets.
So pick up your feet, don’t retreat and you’ll see.
That Kid Rock, baby, doesn’t do defeat.

He’s gonna rebuild the city that made him what he is.
He’s got the faith to stay safe in world full of shit.
So don’t throw down your shovel, thrown down a rhyme.
And tell the world that it’s time to stop wasting dimes.

Don’t throw in the towel, don’t throw a fit.
Thrown in a couple dollars and we’ll get it fixed.
If all you’ve got is a pick and half a dozen strings.
Then throw us a little rhythm and fucking sick licks.

He likes to rock. He likes to roll. Hip hop baby. Motown soul.
A little country. Some red-neck blues. He’s the MC. The Kid Rock dude.

He likes to rock. He likes to roll. Hip hop baby. Motown soul.
A little country. Some red-neck blues. He’s the MC. The Kid Rock dude. He’s the MC. The Kid Rock dude.

The Vampyre: Canto Four – The Lord of Underland

The American Honky Tonk Wannabe Association

Deep within the mountains.
Many centuries ago.
Was born a man called Michael.
Our saviour we now know.

Born of what, you’ll find.
Is not what you may think.
Not demon, man, or monster.
His name ne’er writ in ink.

Travelling through worlds.
Keeping peace where he did go.
Friends he made along the way.
Many enemies also.

One beast in particular.
Took an interest in this man.
T’was the beast called Lucifer.
The Lord of Underland.

Scrutinise our hero.
Curiously, he did so.
Waiting for the right time.
To lure in his foe.

Until that time he left –
Young Michael to his task.
Of ridding worlds of evil.
And those of beguiling masks.

One day he found a young boy.
Crying by the river’s mouth.
He asked “Dear boy, what’s wrong?”
His hand, trembling, pointed south.

Michael led the way.
The boy followed close behind.
Anxiety building up.

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The Vampyre: Canto One – A Gothic Romance

Ok, I’ve just starting writing the final canto for The Vampyre, and to motivate me to get it finished by the end of the week I’m going to reblog the first four canto’s in back to back days, with the goal of having the final canto finished by the fifth day. Wish me luck!

The American Honky Tonk Wannabe Association

So, I published the incomplete version of this last night, luckily I don’t think anyone saw it before I deleted it – apologies if you did 🙂  Anyway, here’s take two!

My little homage to Stoker, Polidori, Le Fanu and Byron.

The Vampyre

T’was the evening of All-hallows.

The night that demons play.

Thick mist outside my window.

Plays cover to the fae.

Distant memories echo.

Like voices out of sight.

They beckon me to join them.

Into the cold, dark night.

The pull, I can’t escape it.

It draws me forth into –

A land unknown to mortal souls.

A land of wonder anew.

Curiously I follow.

The whisper in the wind.

Until I found myself lost.

To the song my temptress sings.

Reality or dream.

I could not tell you which.

For darkness doth conceal.

The evil demon’s trick.

Waiting in the shadows.

She continues her song.

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Dark Thoughts

I’ve been umming and ahhing about posting this for a week or so (you’ll probably see why if you read it), especially since I’ve been trying to lighten the mood on my blog 🙂 Although looking back at some recent posts (“Dead Bodies” anyone?) maybe I haven’t been too successful

 

Be warned, contains one use of very strong language, suicide theme, and implied sexual threat. Enjoy!

 

Do you ever look,

At your shaving razor,

Sitting there,

On the edge of the bathtub,

And think:

“I wonder if I could”?

 

Do you ever,

Look down from the overpass,

Way up high,

Above the screeching cars,

And wonder:

“Would it hurt?”

 

Do you ever,

Walk behind them on,

Dark lonely nights,

Short skirts and high heels,

And whisper:

“It would be so easy.”

 

Do you ever,

See him standing there,

King of the cunts,

Crisp shirt, pressed trousers,

And consider wiping,

The smug look off his face?

 

Do you ever,

See them huddled together,

Hoodies and cell phones,

Plotting their next move,

And wish you had,

A car for just one night.

 

Do you ever,

Just wish you could,

Do something about it?

Little Monsters – A Little Poem

Little monsters in my head.

 

Help me sleep and help me rest.

 

Catch me in the Sandman’s net.

 

Running circles around my bed.

You Belong With Me – My Re-write

This is my re-write of Taylor Swift’s “You Belong With Me”, which I wrote *cough* for no-one in particular *cough*. I’m not sure, legally, if I’ll be allowed to publish it in my next book, but I’m fairly confident it’s ok for a blog post. If not, I guess I’ll at least get to see Taylor in court 🙂

 

You’re in the club with your girlfriends all night long.

It’s not my scene but you know there’s nothing wrong.

Dancing round you just don’t care for the evening.

 

I’m staying home writing down what I’ve been thinking.

Praying that you’re ok while you are out drinking.

Check my phone every minute in case I miss you.

 

Because if you need me you know I’ll,

Be right there with you, with a loving smile.

There ready with my arms out to hold you tight.

Drive you home in my car, make love through the night.

 

Cause if you’d see that I’m the one who’ll always love you.

Be there when the world just falls around you.

Please see baby, you belong with me baby.

 

Out at the movies just watching your pretty smile.

Why can’t we do this more than once in a while.

Selfish thought, but, “I wish I was all you need”.

I’m not going to apologise for my greed.

 

But you’re with that guy who’s only after one damn thing.

You know you’re worth so much more than a quick fling.

You say you trust him but I don’t believe that.

Why do you carry on with jerks like that?

 

I don’t have money, I can’t buy you,

All that you deserve girl, this is true.

But I’m ready with my arms out to hold you tight.

Shower you in kisses, make love through the night.

 

Cause if you’d see that I’m the one who’ll always love you.

Be there when the world just falls around you.

Please see baby, you belong with me baby.

 

I can’t bare to be without you any longer.

When I’m with you I feel so much stronger.

Just see baby, you belong with me baby.

 

I won’t forget the night I walked you home, when I had something on my mind.

I wanted to tell you how I feel, but I cant, and I don’t know why.

If you give me one more chance, so I can tell you what it means.

I’ll live to give you all you need, I’ll give my life just for your dreams.

 

But you can’t see that I’m the one who’ll always love you.

I’ll be your world if life just falls around you.

Open your eyes and see, you’re my sweet baby.

 

I can’t bare to be without you any longer.

I’m feeling weak, with you I feel much stronger.

Just see baby, girl you belong with me.

 

Just you and me.

Poppy Covered Field – Happy Remembrance Day/Veterans Day!

Lest We Forgot

A blood red blanket.

A poppy covered field.

Memories of the fallen.

The heroes unhealed.

 

Fighting for freedom.

For hope and for love.

The honour of battle.

The waiting white dove.

 

Our warriors in green.

And their metal machines.

Evil Axis take cover.

Allied forces intervened.

 

So raise a glass to the boys.

Who chose to not yield.

Now it’s a blood red blanket.

Our poppy covered fields.

Speaking of war heroes: https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/05/04/grandad/

Halloween Countdown – Number One: Happy Halloween!!!

Take three. Don’t why this isn’t publishing properly. It’s a Halloween curse!!!

 

Halloween.

Vampire queen.

Apple bobbing.

And scary dreams.

 

Trick or treat.

Demons meet.

Nocturnal love.

Ghosts made of sheets.

 

Monsters march.

In the dark.

Hunt for candy.

Or rip out hearts.

 

Sugar mice.

And all things nice.

Jack ‘o’ lanterns

Give a fright.

 

Foggy park.

Teenagers lark.

Drunken antics.

Dance in the dark.

 

Ripper’s loose.

Hand-held noose.

Try to run.

But there’s no use.

 

Creeping up.

You better hush.

The axe-man’s here.

You’re out of luck.

 

Witch’s howl.

Werewolf’s growl.

Time to run.

Get out now.

 

It’s Halloween.

Hell of a scream.

Don’t close your eyes.

This ain’t no dream.

The Halloween Countdown – Number Two: My Friend Frankenstein – A Haiku

My friend Frankenstein.

Sewn together by a mad man.

Has bolts through his neck.

Halloween Countdown – Number 3: The Succubus

She comes to you just once, in the dead of night.

You think that you’re dreaming. Think that you’re all right.

She beckons you into her gentle, loving arms.

You hasten quickly forward, ignoring all alarms.

Her body, sheer perfection. A work of purest art.

You hope to be her lover. You won’t be her last.

Smooth long legs connect, to slim and slender hips.

Her torso flat and firm, full breasts and soft lips.

Eyes like glistening sapphires, blonde hair down to her waist.

Leaning in to kiss her, you’re aching for a taste.

Vehemently she pushes you, back onto your bed.

Her wicked smile turns your body into lead.

Straddling your naked body, her face twists and contorts.

One kiss is all it takes, to wipe away your thoughts.

A writhing knot of passion, you and her become.

Not one second, you’ll remember, of this erotic night of fun.

Your life she saps from between, your more than willing legs.

Continue, she does, relentlessly, until her hunger’s fed.

Finally she finishes, satisfied and sated.

She leaves your body lying limp, you memory now faded.

You wake up in the morning. Exhausted – unsure why.

Then glancing in the mirror, she smiles, with her blonde hair and blue eyes.