I haven't done any decent stuff since I was sacked from Tesco. I deserved to be sacked though, I mean how fucking dare I nearly be killed in a head-on car accident.
(,
Fri 8 May 2009, 12:07,
archived)
then birds would hear them coming
(,
Fri 8 May 2009, 12:05,
archived)
Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep
He can't hang around
(,
Fri 8 May 2009, 12:01,
archived)
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep
He can't hang around
not a clean and inbetween
the sheets holywater death
not a famous-last-words
peaceful out of breath death
When I'm 73
and in constant good tumour
may I be mown down at dawn
by a bright red sports car
on my way home
from an allnight party
(,
Fri 8 May 2009, 12:02,
archived)
the sheets holywater death
not a famous-last-words
peaceful out of breath death
When I'm 73
and in constant good tumour
may I be mown down at dawn
by a bright red sports car
on my way home
from an allnight party

