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  MICHAEL MICMAC MCCRORY (25/01/1954)
 
 
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  61.     

'Geography'

‘Geography’

Why study geography
When you got no place to go
The government has taken all your money
Telling you they need the dough

Why study mathematics
Totalling up amounts
When the government has taken
All your money out of your accounts

Why study English
When you know that the man
Is taking the whole broken country
And flushing it down the pan

I guess we’ll have to study geography
If we want to stay in the human race
When the government sinks this country
We’ll have to find our way
Out of this place

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  62.     

'Good Times'

‘Good Times’

I’m sitting in the dark
Thinking of the light
My light, my darling,
You are my light

You are an angel
A beauty to savour
A beauty to look at
A beautiful kind and caring person

Always looking after me
Always caring for others
I’m resting in your hugs and caresses
I’m drowning in your smothers

Your too good, too goody goody
I’m off to find a bad girl
I’m off to find happiness
You only wanted me Because

I am a bad boy
This bad boy
Plus bad girl
Are off to find good times

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  63.     

'Grew up too soon'

‘GREW UP TOO SOON’

You are having a laff ain’t ya?
Saying those things to me
Calling yourself me da
Ain’t seen ya since I was three
I am burying the only parent I’ve ever known
Look at the state of ye
Like somit out of the twilight zone
Go away, let me be
You walk in here and you honestly expect
To carry on just like before
But you ain’t got no respect
Get out and shut the door
She worked four jobs to keep things going
To keep the wolves from the door
The shame you left always showing
Go on; go back to your whore
Don’t contact me, don’t write or phone
Don’t ever show your face
I hope you die in pain and all alone
For putting her through disgrace
My mum was kind and loving; she had a mother’s heart
You even destroyed her faith in god
Leave now; go on, go back to your tart
Don’t ever show your face, you sod!
You are having a laff ain’t ya?
Saying those things to me
Calling yourself me da
Ain’t seen you since I was Three
Ain’t had a full time mum since I was three
You took my childhood away from me

MICMAC
 
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  64.     

'Growing Pains'

‘Growing Pains'

The fast flowing water
Swirling from side to side
Rushing busily forever
In the pompous brook
Tearing along speedily
Hurrying to grow into a river

The fast growing youth
Bobbling along the road
As fast as he can
Rushing to be important
Emanating airs and graces
Hurrying to grow into a man

Life's a lot faster
As I hobble along
Now I'm an aging man
Still, when the lassies go by
I dance pompously as a youth
Hurrying along, looking as important I can

Micmac
 
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