Saturday, October 1, 2011

Training

The Rain Drops Flow Away From Me
My Backs To Home In A Dirty T-Shirt
Was A Rough Night And Rougher Morning
I Feel It Stop In My Throat As A Warning
How They Love Drama Up Here
Girls Trading Wickeds For Tears
Thanks Jack For Taking The Edge
As The Kids Say Your Some Lege

But Two Freckled Fucks Argue Beside Me
Where Is There Mother
Off Stretching Seamen By The Seashore
Or Some Other Housewife Chore

Then There's That Old Man Who's Flying Low
He's Drippling But I Think That He Knows
He's Staring And Ball Bearing At
Two Seats Across And I've Forgot Her Name
Siobhan? Sarah? Siorsha? Their All The Same
Sally? Who's Named Sally These Days
Screw It Was Only A Shift During My Emo Phase

She Gives A Wink Just For Shits And Gig T-Shirts
That Catalouge Her Nights
This Slayer One Sings Of When
Her Boyfriend Fights
Giving Me Cuts And Bruises
As She Uncrossed Her Legs As A Randomer Begs
Pockets Cigarette Square And Fingers Do Itch
Holding Her Pen Like She's Marlboro's Bitch
Strangeways, Here We Come
There She's Got Some
She Would Smell The Cocaine
But It's Not For The Pain
Home With Two Kisses Goodnight
The Bed Sheets The Only Thing Tight

Fuck I Should Stop Staring
I'm As Bad As The Old Jit
Without My Johnson Banging
In The Wind And Not Giving A Shit

Fuck School Books To Be Read
I'll Just Put Down My Head
Till Some Alarm Rings And Wakes
Now I Don't Feel The Shakes
As We All Start With Breaks
I Am Now A Roman In Rome
Beimid Ag Teach Go Isteach Home

CK

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