Friday, 25 July 2014
Oi!
What's with all the pessimism
when you know full well
we're awesome together?
You're nuts if you think you're not the greatest
The bees knees, top banana!
Together we could do BIG STUFF...
e.g. start a famous rumour,
an organic food company,
or campaign for better bread.
We could leave murals in funny places
like office ceilings
in the night, like paint-ninjas.
Run the streets like children
Water fight psychology
Arts & Crafts and bongo drums
and finding out where Lucan went - OH!
WE COULD CURE ALL THE STUPID!
Yeah, big job.
But we'd be King and Queen
You'd teach me how to read again,
I'd learn you how to talk proper.
And we would think that every day
was a bit better than the last
until we ran out of teabags.
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