It doesn’t matter if your black or white <br />You wont be able to win the fight <br />Just ask Snowy White <br />He got his legs caught in the string of the kite <br />Forgot to hold on tight <br />Gary Moore <br />Was so sure <br />Of the never ending tour <br />The mythical war <br />A massacre for an encore <br />All sparks burn out in the end <br />The desire to push the bends <br />Often offends <br />Why can’t they comprehend? <br />They say you’re on the mend <br />From bucking the trend <br />Return to sender <br />Go on another bender <br />Snap the strings of that fender <br />Twin guitars in a blender <br />You forgot to turn it off <br />Fuck the toffs <br />With their collection of moths <br />Support the up and coming Goths <br />The Grand Slam was a blue man’s cough <br />Phyllis was never off <br />Look what the wind just blew in <br />More cures from the bin <br />Insecurity is a sin <br />You’re looking Thin <br />My name’s Phil <br />And I’m deaf in one pill <br />Just chill <br />Chris’ll pay the bills <br />Got this song for a steal <br />Someone’ll put it in the till <br />To get their fill <br />Attach it to mass appeal <br />And a bucket of zeal <br />End result nil <br />I don’t wear rose tinted specs <br />He enjoyed his sex <br />Never lived to see text <br />Would’ve invented that next <br />To prove he was the best <br />Dance and rock was the test <br />Got that off his chest <br />But not the phlegm <br />This man is condemned <br />The family should be ashamed <br />Get the cane <br />Now he just soaks up the rain <br />No more injecting his vain <br />His mother’s continual pain <br />Will never cease to change <br />Long live the name <br />The lord of the game <br />Associated with fame <br /> <br />Lynott is dead <br />The king of sound is dead <br /> <br />Lynott is dead <br /> <br />Copyright (c) Perry Barnes 2009 All Rights Reserved in All Media<br /><br />Perry Barnes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-rose-6/
