Innis & Gunn, Edinburgh, Scotland
Patent leather shoes
Black is the seasons colour
Could I have another beer please
It was always going to be this way
Always that turn to self indulgence
Landscapes, seascapes, rock
Formations, rivers in full flow
Sparkling sunshine in the afternoon
Ok their dog chased the sheep
And they looked a rough sort
But hey, we are the visitors
His bald head, and long beard
Could be what attracted the spiky
Haired girl with tongue piercings; she
Wanted the hound, he had no control
It was always going to be this way
Always her need for complete devotion
Either that or not to care at all
For bright lights and fireworks
Jazz bands and ragamuffins
Candelabra and silver set earrings
Here and now he studies the hotel menu
Before speaking, speaking in a foreign accent
