Running Down The Street

Running down the street
As fast as can be
This is not neat
With people chasing me

Making the wrong turn
What should I do
With no time to burn
As the tention grew

Climbing over a wall
Will I get away
Being on the ball
Living day by day

Then the sirens they come
A Flashing away
“Dam, dam, dam”
Is what I did say

Not a good move
No not at all
With nothing to prove
An no time to stall

With adrenalin pumping
Straight through my vains
Many feet stomping
And the rattling of chains

So I hid in a dustbin
To make my escape
Oh what a sin
YOU DIDN’T GET ME MATE

So after an hour
I made it back home
Jumped in the shower
All covered in foam

Got rid of my clothes
And jumped into bed
With a little red rose
And a banging head

Kissing my lover
In a passionette way
Under the cover
Where I longed to stay

By Dr Geebers

Its One Of Those Days

It’s one of those days
At the end of the year
Many people celebrate
Without any fear

Even with no money
Or very little food
Thet’ll try to enjoy life
In their own neighbourhood

No matter the weather
No matter their state
They’ll do what they can
To have turkey on plate

Some will get in debt
Some will have to beg
Because some live outside
Oh what a real drag

Yet some will steal
And some will rob
In times so hard
To get a job

To enjoy life
At this time of year
Even though they are lucky
To have the odd beer

Yet many will have nothing
No family no friends
No home of their own
For poverty never ends

With natural disasters
Taking their tole
And greedy people
Playing their role

Around the world
Oh yes indeed
So when you enjoy christmas
And have a good feed

Think of the starving
Think of the poor
And have a good year
With what will occure

For you are all lucky
To have a good life
While others have to
Make sacrafice

To enjoy christmas
If they can
Now that wasn’t
The devils plan

By Dr Geebers

I’m Down

Im down, down, down,
Feeling down,
And I need something,
To get me of the ground.
I don’t no what,
You have got,
But I need something,
Before I loose the plot.
Because its cold,
Law and behold,
And I need something,
To make me bold.
With frozen feet,
Upon the street,
I need something,
I repeat.
To forget this hell,
As I smell,
Because I need something,
Can’t u tell.
A life.

Br Dr Geebers