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Mikey Jackson. Freelance writer. Scriptwriter for TV, radio, film and stage. Novels, gags, short stories, comedy sketches. Available for commissioning.
Mikey Jackson writer for TV, radio, film, theatre and more.
Mikey Jackson writer.

Original Song Compositions
Although I am primarily a writer, I also write songs of various styles. I would like to get into writing theme tune songs for TV and radio shows.
If you would like to use the songs below in any way, or if you'd like to discuss hiring me to write songs, please get in touch

All I Want For Christmas Is A Marijuana Plant (Comedy)
Written by Mikey Jackson. Vocals: Mikey Jackson. Acoustic guitar: Pauline Golds.
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I don’t want a present that is giftwrapped in a box
And I don’t want no underpants and I don’t want no socks
You may think I’m fussy and you might think that I’m strange
But to get a present that I like would make a fucking change

Oh, all I want for Christmas is a marijuana plant
My Daddy couldn’t care less, but my Mummy says I can’t
She says I’m being naughty and it might distress my Aunt
Oh, all I want for Christmas is a marijuana plant

I don’t want no chocolates or another shaving kit
And I don’t want no aftershave that makes me smell of shit
The Great Escape on DVD ain’t gonna make me high
And don’t you think of sending me another fucking tie

Oh, all I want for Christmas is a marijuana plant
My Daddy couldn’t care less, but my Mummy says I can’t
She says I’m being naughty and it might distress my Aunt
Oh, all I want for Christmas is a marijuana plant

I don’t want a jumper that is twenty times my size
Something on my Christmas list would make a nice surprise
Coz all I want for Christmas is a little bit of grass
If you can’t supply the goods then you can stick it up your arse

Oh, all I want for Christmas is a marijuana plant
My Daddy couldn’t care less, but my Mummy says I can’t
She says I’m being naughty and it might distress my Aunt
Oh, all I want for Christmas is a marijuana plant
Oh, all I want for Christmas is a marijuana plant


Roll A Fat One (R&B/hip hop/comedy)
Written by Mikey Jackson. Vocals: Mikey Jackson and Kate Cassidy.
Music: Mikey Jackson. Guitars and additional percussion: James Langdon.
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Hey you, how do you do
I’m-a feeling hot, I’m-a feeling horny
I feel the need to smoke the weed
You gotta roll a fat one, enjoy the party

Hey, you in the corner, you know you oughta
Live life a little
You know I’m talking to you, why do you look so blue
The problems of the world are weighing down your shoulder
Making you look older than what you really are
(Roll a fat one)
Why do you worry so much about the things in life
That you can think about another day
Are you hearing what I say
Breaks my heart to see you like it
Just cross that bridge when you come to it
Think about it, you’re still young
So live a little

Hey you, how do you do
I’m-a feeling hot, I’m-a feeling horny
I feel the need to smoke the weed
You gotta roll a fat one, enjoy the party
Hey you, how do you do
I’m-a feeling hot, I’m-a feeling horny
I feel the need to smoke the weed
You gotta roll a fat one, enjoy the party

So what you gonna do, you know if I were you
I’d start to live my life the way I wanna
You gotta do it girl
You gotta pick yourself up, you gotta lighten up
Coz you know you’re still young
(Roll a fat one)
You gotta skin up with me
And then you’ll see that you can live your life
Without no worries and be free
Believe me, I’ll show you how it can be
You’ll be free
You know you’re still young
So live a little

Hey you, how do you do
I’m-a feeling hot, I’m-a feeling horny
I feel the need to smoke the weed
You gotta roll a fat one, enjoy the party
Hey you, how do you do
I’m-a feeling hot, I’m-a feeling horny
I feel the need to smoke the weed
You gotta roll a fat one, enjoy the party

She Knows (Rock/pop)
Written by Mikey Jackson. Performed by Dave Lindley.
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She knows how to cry
When her love says goodbye
She’s waiting all day for tomorrow
She walks by the pier
Knows she must shed a tear
She knows life’s too short for sorrow

So she throws down her rings
And she packs all her things
In a trunk that she keeps by the window
She’s leaving today
For a land far away
She’ll get by ‘cause she knows the lingo

She knows that her love
Wasn’t quite strong enough
And now she must conquer emotion
It may take a while
To emerge with a smile
There are more fish in the ocean

So she throws down her rings
And she packs all her things
In a trunk that she keeps by the window
She’s leaving today
For a land far away
She’ll get by ‘cause she knows the lingo

She knows how to cry
When her love says goodbye
She’s waiting all day for tomorrow
She walks by the pier
Knows she must shed a tear
She knows life’s too short for sorrow

So she throws down her rings
And she packs all her things
In a trunk that she keeps by the window
She’s leaving today
For a land far away
She’ll get by ‘cause she knows the lingo