Yes back in the fold
And I’m feeling real old
It’s not raining but no sunshine neither.
A cup of old chastity
Will help my procrastiny
I’ll sit here and just take a breather.
With chocolatey flavours
(Not counting the quavers)
I’m drinking a brew from Moldavia
It came with a sarnie
I’ll start with a barny
And maybe I’ll find a good saviour.
There’s too many mommy’s
All dressed up as honeys
I’m sitting here sporting a semi
But soon I must go
Coz I’m starting to show
And resembling that crossroads cunt Benny.