Edgy

That bloody nervous twitch
I’m sure it comes from me stutter
It gets right on me bloody nerves
Just like having to do
That climatic withdrawal

Given half a chance I’d have the snip
But yer know what mothers are like
She’d go barmy, soft bugger
One day all this will be mine
Then I’ll make ‘em pay

Pay for everything...

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Streetwise

But this is
The language of the streets
Isn’t it
These days

And it’s not only the boys
Heaven knows what the young girls are after
What with their half-undressed...

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Cleverness

An don’t let 'em think
That we’re not as clever as they
I’ve read me books
And done the sums
What with the dole
And the social
Boy o boy...

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Roughness

Of course you see them as rough sorts
Their words are coarse words
Yet it was never like this
Back in your chapel days
Or in the Sunday school
Or at home with the children...

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Worthiness

But don’t think I’m not worthy
I’m worth any two of them soft lards
With my body I can carry an ox
I can pull a sheep
From off them bloody ledges
Up on the scar
Carry ‘em all the way home
If needs must
An that’s not through...

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