When I'm old

Deliciously honest I will become
That day when I'm old and almost gone
Deliciously mean I will shred kids' dreams
I will tell everyone how silly it seems
Santa Claus, God, any other fairy
I will kill them before it is time for the bury
I will walk on red lights as the cars honk their horns
I will sneak in to movies and play feminist porns
I will rob banks and buy trees in thousands
Plant them on fields where they grow cows and
Other animals full of antibiotics
And with help of the best hypnotics
I will put Nobel price winners in charge
Explosives in any unfair trade that's large
And when everyone is a part of my gang
I will go under with a bang

Man of the year

A man is not a person
When politics worsen
A man is not out of the year
A man is full of crocodile smear 

Holiday heat

The restless mind decided to cheat
To follow impulse in holiday heat
Filling bags with items on sale
Leaving a sweaty, anxious trail
Rushing to get the latest item
To add to his guilt, his tower and totem
Instead of building a lasting state
He could not resist but took the bait
Getting pulled even deeper out
Until there was nothing but starving doubt.

Bullet

He got some sparkling
For his darling
- I'd take a bullet for you
He pulled out the corkscrew
- A bullet? Where?
She said, staring out in the air
- What do you mean?
He looked at his queen
- Well, I'd take a bullet if it hit my finger
She said, letting words linger
- I obviously mean into my ... heart!
He said as she ruined it all with a fart 

Fanatics

Singing birds
Wipe off your words
Verbal acrobatics
Do nothing for
Brain washed fanatics 

Madame London

Everything looks so much better
Wrapped in a thick polyester sweater
Life is a blessing but this country haunted
the British isle by foreigners wanted
You squint or completely close your eyes
and heat up those half baked chicken pies
Praise the Lord for preservatives
And put your vote for conservatives
Chew those bones and ignore the taste
Then toss away package and other waste
Down in Thames where it hides pretty well
Then after tea, have a beer, oh how swell!
Your flooring is plastic but looks pretty good
At first glance it actually looks like it´s wood
Windows and walls don´t keep the winds out
unheard of that is, in this country of doubt
But you are so lucky, your door looks pretty
a room for rent aint cheap in this city
After all you´re ahead of times
With a husband that watches your kids sometimes
Mold in the carpets and water like shit
It´s sure a priviedge being born as a Brit
You know to behave and not say what you think
You cover it all with phrases in pink
Darling and sorry and please let me help
Then you´ll admit my head´s full of kelp
to the neightbour you´ll whisper, yes that is right
You´ll wait with opinions until I´m out of sight
You´ll dress your children in black shoes that leak
And keep them inside if they start to look weak
Sustainable clothing is ugly expensive
The important thing is to not look offensive
Oh, you are lucky- your facade is blond curled
Unaware Europeans describe you as third world

Results

White dressed
Sterile voices
Around messed
Lack of choices
Adjö, farväl och tack
The results came back
We had to open the ticking box
Replace the chicken pox
We are sorry to say
It's all slime and clay
From top to toe
You react too slow
There is something stuck in crania
But why such hurricania
In your chest?
Bless
Oh yes,
This does not look well at all
To be honest you are surprisingly tall
The spagettigus is way too long
It is hanging on a tread,
dingelli dong
Let's put you to bed
Your abnormalias is far too wide
We must increase that power glide
And implant the orange carotti
Turn up the Pavarotti