Calm Carl
donate to Carl Chamberlain



Pardon this intrusion in your mind but it's confusing and I find that if I talk to u, you don't mind. The confusion is this if I’m talking to myself and not to you than who the hell am I?

Words have power, change the course of every hour, for hours we will scour for the right one, keep momentum, keep 'em jumping, make their bodies keep on pumping, fill those holes with something, keep the instrumental complementally to the rhythm of the beat, move your feet, dance on, that's odd, words keep on changing rearranging, just as long as they are saying what we want to, as long as they move their feet to the rhythm of the beat. There's no difference can't you long as they move their feet.

Everybody knows about the thing called E,

makes you dance make you feel ire

go into the party feeling well sexy

open up your mouth and I’ll pop one in it

swallow super T like a beautiful tonic

take one to your friend and beg them to pop it

watch how your pal fumbles with his pocket

his jaw gone crazy eyes jump out of sockets

girl win' up an' down you got cock like a rocket

spar gonna clear a table so you can build up on it

one draw 'pon the spliff an' you reach another planet.

Dark Star

There is a dark star that glows within me, I say glows, I mean dwells, lives, feeds off light, waits for light, listens for promises to break, love to ignore, laughter to choke.

It lays in wait to see smiles to smash, the look of love, to laugh at it and beauty to defile.

It sucks in feelings of joy, peace, contentment and future desires.

It crushes the hand that touches in gentle love, bites the lips that kisses and repels the hugs of hope.