get thee to the sewage farm,
plain and boring but we can pretend your full of charm,
strong versus the weak,
suit versus the freak,
same in same out,
i have no doubts,
that you need
a hawkwind tattoo on your arm,
its a big night down the local rock pub,
oh the owners run off with all the takings,
is this some sort of joke?
£16 on the door ticket price,
think i''ll enjoy a frozen pint and curry,
weather the spoon comes for free or not,
you remind me of everything that i drop,
smashed.
well thats rock and roll, or so we were led to believe,
it definately wasn't, your turned us all over,
delinquent son or two, but didn't you once book the who?
on no that was someone else,
funny that you seemed pretty sure when you told me,
the only option could possibly be, none of it was true,
anti social behaviour orders,
bored and angry kids got problems,
a nice pint or two, can be good,
everything in moderation,
like good music on the radio.