A child of breaking tendencies
I grew up on ‘mols & ‘phens
See me? See ma Ma’
Then the Lord grants me a Benz
Come rain or shine
Come again
Come right on time
Come on the five, or on the ten
You simply must make tea.
There’s no two ways about it.
Come full circle, marmalade accomplice
Contrarily; I doubt it.
Come rain or shine
Come again
Come right on time
Come on the five, or on the ten.
I get a little mad at them as,
They step into my night time.
Cuppah-OJ-Weet-a-Bix-Get up and walk the line style
I, mean while..
Come rain or shine
Come again
Come right on time
Come on the five, or on the ten
What’s your story, multi faceted.
All MOD cons, no knickers.
Bit bitter for strippers..
slip of the tongue.
Slip of the tongue.
Come rain or shine
Come again
Come right on time
Come on the five, or on the ten
Sit down Fat Larry
for I’ve known you a long time.
Furlongs of time, for long is a long time.
But little white ones tire, bore even like minds.
Come rain or shine
Come again
Come right on time
Come on the five, or on the ten
Brightest of boys but must try harder.
There’s no account for this misorder.
House of Lords. House of Strangers.
There’s no ‘Lords’. There’s no saviour.
Come rain or shine
Come again
Come right on time
Come on the five, or on the ten
Hold your horses soldier
Take one step back and wave.
Now sling your nose up over your shoulder
And keep walking, dickhead.
Going to be trying to illustrate bits of this for my final major project, and bring it together as a short, looped animation.