Biography of Roger Bewman
Was born in Virothiom during the Hicus Pocus days. Gulliver was the king of Googleland and I was a wanderer in life's supersonic wavelengths and gravitational ways.
At the age of 6 I was lost in Budapest and found by philoarty paintress named Dolores. Till the age of 16 tryin' to escape her remote hideaway with no mirrors, through the motorway. But the trick was to go through the forest. Met a homeless girl called Alice and helped me to get back to Virothiom. The journey took 13 years or so, cause she was a spy spider of Dolores. Now here back in Virothiom everything has changed. Even my face looks rippled.
Somehow I miss Dolores...
Roger Bewman's Works:
Well not as far as I know. Maybe ''Galvio Sinorioum''.
Roger Bewman Poems
20 Women And A Monk
20 women lookin’ at him they didn’t realise he was drinkin’ Jim Beam they twisted his beliefs
2 Cups Of Depression
Trapped in this field of sonic agression Unable to distinquish rhythm from rhyme
Why does the song have to be sad? Suddenly you'd think it was ripped out of your heart and this moment that I am filled with happiness crept up to my lips and drowned me
3 Ways To Leave Your Lover
While in love blink your eye she will smile, it's time to kiss her goodbye cause she will know it's all a lie
2 Whiskeys And 1 Packet Of Nuts
Two whiskeys and one packet of nuts isn't the future to your guts Leave the pub and go home
1 Fake Smile
Smile for one more mile boat cruisin on river Nile Smile hold your thoughts
A Side Story?
The song remains the same people change and the tranquillity becomes a game Down beneath the crowded catacombs clowns rush into the battle of the mobs
3 Ways To Love Your Leaver
While leaving share one last kiss you will smile and she will miss miss your red hot chilli lips
Afraid Of Alfred Hitchcock’s Movies?
Afraid of Alfred Hitchcock’s movies? How come? Afraid of your partner?
Friday Night Booze Flight Ba2345
Pi: Hey dude! Pa: Here’s your rusty nail. Pi: Cool amigo Pa: So what’s up with you and that beautiful lass?
Adam The Dog Part-I
Once upon long time ago little Adam came to life like Look who’s talkin Black and white he was like a Charlie Chaplin movie Smart, lively, social like James Bond You were my third brother, son and best friend like the Blues Brothers
I could walk but I couldn't see all those people running to be free. When the sky turns to blue I'll decide what to do with you,
Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde foolin around playin seek&hide Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Hunter's huntin are all beech they delet all things with bleach with their theory of leech they'r sackers droolers spooks
A Story Of The Wanderer
Days go by
The sea is blue
The autumn breeze
The gut feelin' that
I don’t belong
Soon this someone will be somewhere due
Notes dispersing in the moon’s highlighted sky