EADD Poetry, Spoken Word & "Rap" Thread

[monstanoodle]

Because EADD is the shizzle m'Nizzle.
Dem Words subforum dem got nothing on us

I posted this earlier but I'll do so again:

Strongbow Woes

I'm sittin here drinking those big bottles of strongbow,
My aim is to drown all my sorrows and my woe but we both know,
It's only gunna increase the negative feeling,
And we both know I should find another way of dealing with it,

Shit - If I had any money I'd go find Mr. Brown.
Jeez man he'd instantly help me calm down,
But I'm still just sweeping the feelings under the rug,
And I'd still just be acting like a total fuckin mug.


I've lost love, lost friends, lost my self respect,
And I don't know if they'll ever return - Not yet anyway,
Few want anything to do with me and they're smart taking that approach as I'm toxic and I'll prolly always be...


My sorrow is due to "good morning heart-ache",
It's my birthday soon and I'll have no cake,
I don't want anything, not even to wake
I've my friends who apparently care about me,
But I've not even had one call, y'see?
Just a load of virtual messages that don't mean nothing to me,

Might as well be drifting into a stormy sea,
I'm not Moses, I can't part the sea of Galilee,
So please - whatever you do - don't follow me...

 

[Acidtek]

Nice but dark monsta!

 

[monstanoodle]

Thanks man!
Even got a tune (or part of one, to go with this part of the lyrics) so - Hopefully! - I'll create something out of it.
I've sampled Billie Holiday's "Goodmorning Heartache" which fits rather well and aptly
And yea man, dark and sad feelings are rife in my mind right now.

Thankyou again Acid mate - Much love

 

[Acidtek]

Just try to remember monsta, there is always dark before the dawn! Hope you are feeling better soon mate!

 

[monstanoodle]

I do try... Infact, I don't, I just wallow in sadness. But it's all part of the process I guess (and have been told).
Love to you
Anyway!
Share yer shit yo

 

[Marmalade]

Patti Smith reading Piss Factory ... cut to 2.25 in to cut out the chatter if need be. it starts 2.30ish

had an audio perfect version of this on mp3 downloaded from Limewire back in the day .. wish I could find it now because it was spine tingling.

'song' version

Patti Smith – Piss Factory​

Sixteen and time to pay off
I got this job in a piss factory inspecting pipe
Forty hours thirty-six dollars a week
But it's a paycheck, Jack
It's so hot in here, hot like Sahara
You could faint in the heat
But these bitches are just too lame to understand
Too goddamned grateful to get this job
To know they're getting screwed up the ass
All these women they got no teeth or gum or cranium
And the way they suck hot sausage
But me well I wasn't sayin' too much neither
I was moral school girl hard-working asshole
I figured I was speedo motorcycle
Had to earn my dough, had to earn my dough

But no you gotta, gotta relate, babe
You gotta find the rhythm within
Floor boss slides up to me and he says
"Hey sister, you just movin' too fast,
You screwin' up the quota,
You doin' your piece work too fast,
Now you get off your mustang sally
You ain't goin' nowhere, you ain't goin' nowhere."
I lay back. I get my nerve up. I take a swig of Romilar
And walk up to hot shit Dot Hook and I say
"Hey, hey sister it don't matter whether I do labor fast or slow,
There's always more labor after."
She's real Catholic, see. She fingers her cross and she says
"There's one reason. There's one reason.
You do it my way or I push your face in.
We knee you in the john if you don't get off your get off
Your mustang Sally, if you don't shake it up baby."
Shake it up, baby. Twist & shout

Oh that I could will a radio here. James Brown singing
"I Lost Someone" or the Jesters and the Paragons
And Georgie Woods the guy with the goods and Guided Missiles
...but no, I got nothin', no diversion, no window,
Nothing here but a porthole in the plaster, in the plaster,
Where I look down, look down at sweet Theresa's convent
All those nurses, all those nuns scattin' 'round
With their bloom hoods like cats in mourning.
Oh to me they look pretty damn free down there
Down there not having crystal smooth
Not having to smooth those hands against hot steel
Not having to worry about the inspeed the dogma the inspeed of labor
They look pretty damn free down there,
And the way they smell, and the way they smell, and here I gotta be up here
You know I got to be up here smellin' Dot Hook's midwife sweat
I would rather smell the way boys smell
Oh those schoolboys the way their legs flap under the desks in study hall
That odor rising roses and ammonia
And way their dicks droop like lilacs
Or the way they smell that forbidden acrid smell
But no I got, I got pink clammy lady in my nostril
Her against the wheel me against the wheel
Oh the inspeed, oh the slow motion inspection is drivin' me insane
In steel next to Dot Hook. oh we may look the same
Shoulder to shoulder sweatin' 110 degrees
But I will never faint, I will never faint
They laugh and they expect me to faint but I will never faint
I refuse to lose, I refuse to fall down
Because you see it's the monotony that's got to me
Every afternoon like the last one
Every afternoon like a rerun next to Dot Hook
And yeah we look the same
Both pumpin' steel, both sweatin'
But you know she got nothin' to hide
And I got something to hide here called desire
I got something to hide here called desire
And I will get out of here
You know the fiery potion is just about to come
In my nose is the taste of sugar
And I got nothin' to hide here save desire
And I'm gonna go, I'm gonna get out of here
I'm gonna get out of here and I'm gonna get on that train
I'm gonna go on that train and go to New York City
I'm gonna be somebody and I'm gonna get on that train
Go to New York City, I'm gonna be so big
I'm gonna be a big star and I will never return,
Never return no never return, to burn out in this piss factory
And I will travel light.
Oh watch me now.

 

[Uncle Robert]

The only poem I've remembered from school (this and Benjamin Zephaniah's Talking Turkeys which I fucking nailed reading out in church)- Martin Niemöller, First they came


First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.

Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.

Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.

Then they came for me— and there was no one left to speak for me.

 

[Raasyvibe]

Lol@ marmalade killing this thread with "piss factory" 2 years ago