Pub Talk

Come on, let's go down Weatherspoon’s
Go an have some fun
These boots
They’ll scare the shit out of them weeds
Look at the buckles
And the leather...

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Goodness

Still
You know they are good lads
In their hearts
You know that don’t you
If only the government
Could find them something to do
It’s work, don’t you think...

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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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