Exhausted itchy eyes
Been pumping it
Caffeine yeah
Back on top
I’m here for you
You are all around
Bumping hanging
sitting round bottoming
Wrinkled beards and big finger rings on the sunny bench
Where Tennents Super sits
proudly in distinguished blue
Need a top up
Eyes glide past racks of coloured fruit and veg
Dreams like this at age seven
2001 Jupiter flight over infinite perspective lego
landscapes
Ever evolving and randomly propagating
This high street yeah
You can sing its song
Voice your thoughts aloud to an Irish folk tune
Do its memory justice
Leprefuckinggamblingchauns on the window of
What was Biddy Mulligans
Now a Ladbrokes for broke lads
I get my morning bananas from a bowl
In front of me the men and women get blue bags
Filled with cans of brew
Breakfast with a bang
I get served ahead of them, give the worker his healthy fruit
You wasters can wait, show the worker some respect.
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the cry on the street today is not spare change please - it is a desperate "buy me some fooood!"