Archive for Idiots

Time Magazine, it is a Changing

Posted in Jonny Voices, Musings, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 3, 2010 by Jonny Voices

I guess if you were to say that this was roughly based on Bob Dylan’s – Times they are a changing, it may make more sense…  But it’s a kick back to the ridiculous Times Magazine ‘Most Influential People” list 2010.  To believe that in this world where there is so much sickening injustice and perverted sense of morals that some of these fuckwits are even in the list is wrong in the first place.  America, a note…  No!  The full list can be found here, look and cry.

Come gather round cretins explain this here poll,

And admit that you’re idiots and someone fell foul

And accept your opinions are that of pre pubescent girls,

If time magazine to you is worth reading,

And you better start learning or you’ll be dumb all your life

For Time magazine, it is a changing.

Come writers and morons who offend with your words,

And keep your mouth shut if you stay in your herds,

And don’t speak of this trash when once you stood tall,

And there’s no telling you I’m ashamed,

You were a winner back then and now you lose for this sin,

For Time Magazine, it is a changing.

You list senators, politicians below unheard ofs and a troll,

Don’t feed us this tripe, don’t drag us into your hole,

For he that reads on will be he who believes

Intelligence is at a premium,

They’ll soon rattle your rag and trust your dumb views

For Time Magazine, it is a changing.

Come mothers and fathers who birthed all these fools,

Did not you have morals you cannot recall

Your sons and your daughters should have learnt things in school,

The knowledge is rapidly fading,

Please understand or shut up if you’re this thick

For Time Magazine, it is a changing.

The Times might be new but you’re feeding the ill,

The smart wont survive when you force them this pill

As your president now influences less than most,

Our hope is rapidly fading,

And the important one now we’ll later forget

For Times Magazine, it is a changing.

Rapists of the Digital Age

Posted in Jonny Voices, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 2, 2010 by Jonny Voices

I took a picture of some shit

Typed Gordon Brown and Hypocrite

Its theme was anti-governmental

And I only used it as ornamental,

I intended it to scorn the state

To cause some pain in their prostate,

But then the labour got a hold

And turned it up against its mould,

They swapped the Brown for the Cameron

Never ask the fucking cam man

They said they didn’t intend to mention,

Nor inform of its new intention

They said that whilst we all slept

In the D.E act had crept,

Now our pictures could be whores

Thanks to one fucking clause,

43 is a dangerous thing to pass

A blatant kick in the fucking ass,

As long as you pay their licence fee

You can rape my pictures without me,

Or that was the their evil intent,

Till good campaigners said ‘get bent’,

They rallied against the fascist notion

Of government silence and no commotion,

They protested the digital economy

Said no to rape or imposed monopoly,

They said what’s ours is ours

The state can’t use it for a charge,

And civil liberties heaved a sigh

Another day not to die,

But we’re letting our freedom get fucking near

To something that you never hear

Soon the state will own your babies

Fend you off with ifs and maybes,

Sell that child to the highest bidder

Hippy spawn to fascist bigot,

I’m sorry I was too late to head the call,

Next time I wont let freedom fall.

Good work to the people who fought clause 43 in the digital economy act, as well as the act itself, it has been removed but the rest of the act which infringes on your civil liberties goes onwards…

Here’s a link to some of the literature available.

Stop 43

Pirate Party UK

Vile Tongue

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 24, 2010 by Jonny Voices

Vile are the lies
From government lips,
Their evil quotes
And sadistic quips,
Vile is the state
You’ve left me in,
Unable to afford
The innocent sin,
Vile is the ruin
Our once great land,
Driving stout patriots
To new shores and sand,
Vile is the control
In which we’re locked,
Disallowed freedom
Till your gun is cocked,
Vile is the time,
Mine you take,
Your greed consumes
Your lust to slake,
Vile is the point
That became unclear,
Only laid dying
Can I now hear,
Vile is the dignity,
I was deprived,
Naught for money
I had survived,
Vile is my poverty
A gift of your’s,
Cast down confused
These weary laws,
Vile is the legacy
Forged by force,
At my expense,
But of course,
Vile is your contempt,
As loyal subject
My life decaying
From your neglect,
Vile are your rules
Never twice the same,
Explained to foreigners
Behind my shame,
Vile is your crime
With tax i fund,
Yet i commit naught
And still i’m shunned,
Vile all you are,
One and last,
These new mistakes,
Once were past.
Vile is the sight,
when the old die young,
For young know fear
Of your vile tongue

Bad Boys Evil ploys

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 9, 2010 by Jonny Voices

For fucking years we’ve called them pigs

Spat at cars and gave snide digs,

The radicals gave them fuck

And Irish armies blew them up,

The blacks in Brixton beat them blue

Steeled themselves when they heard woo woo,

The football boys, the firms and thugs

Make them get their shields and clubs,

And my mates who smoke some blow

Get harassed by the cops they know,

And all the while those M.P nuts

Praised them for their work and guts,

And while the most protect and serve

And they’re all good now, take my word,

There are ones who are fucking bent

And up the river they should be sent,

I’m thinking of that slimy cunt

Ali Dezaei, the metro runt,

An Iranian muslim home office dream

Allegedly loved cash, whores and green,

In 2k op helios came along

But 2k3 said he’d done no wrong,

But in 2010 we now discover

He really was a nasty mother,

For all the charges that hadn’t stuck

And all his lawyers, they meant fuck,

And now this nasty criminal nark

Has got 4 years for his crazy lark,

Misconduct, perverting justice

But there were many who never trusted,

But now this copper is safe in nick

And we just have to worry about the next bent dick.

NO4ID

Posted in Jonny Voices, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 4, 2010 by Jonny Voices

The day the labour raped me of my civil liberties

Was the day the nation gave up and sank upon its knees,

The day the I.D card got the go ahead for use

Was the day the country gave up and said we want to lose.

You’ve always got a choice son you gotta keep on fighting

We’re the Gods to this government, we should do the smiting,

Stand inside their office when they ask for biometrics

Ask how many politicians details were collected

Coz I can guarantee you that nothing would be done

When Iraq I.D’s Tony Blair with his smoking gun,

The truth of the matter is we’re all the proletariat

And we’ve got fuck all rights and that’s what I’m swearing at.

I’D cards and database and pictures of your lovely face

Innocent or not you’re run through every coppers dodgy trace,

And why do we have poverty and death upon our lands

When 5.4 billion pounds would help a lot of hands,

And the thing is we paid for this and we paid for it in blood

Coz not enough of us stood up and said “Fuck you, M’lud”

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Politics Destroyed Utopia

Posted in Jonny Voices, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 3, 2010 by Jonny Voices

I feel so much compassion,

Passion forcing action

I feel all this hate

For this fucking nanny state,

Children are left dying

Empty tears and hollow crying,

Victims of the ill informed

Ill educated unreformed

Abusive system of oppression

Whom demands no confession,

Dictators fascists rulers who

Spit upon each and every you,

Murder invade plunder

Send all to eternal slumber,

The policy of politicians

Destroying hopes, beliefs and visions

They all call me paranoid

But utopia’s been destroyed,

I saw it with my own two eyes,

Evil politicians,

In a faux,

Helpful,

Guise.

John Terry?

Posted in Musings, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 31, 2010 by Jonny Voices

John Terry’s looking fucked

Because he spread his dick around,

But I don’t give a damn

Just coz he plays in a football ground,

I hear Fabio Capello

May take away his captains job

Don’t listen to the press,

You stupid idiot fucking knob,

I really wouldn’t care

If Pinochet played centre back,

Gaddafi on the right-wing

Saddam Hussein picks up the slack,

The Manson family,

Could all play 5-a-side

And Kim Jong fucking Il

Is breaking rather wide,

I don’t give a fuck

If Satan played as goalie

Coz I already know

That footballers aren’t holy,

So fire all the doctors

Who’ve looked at other birds,

All the fire-fighters

Who’ve said some dirty words,

Shoot all the lousy  journos

Who’ve ever told a lie,

Let’s put this shit to bed,

And wait for it to Die.