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SOL
A mile and a half on a bus takes a long time
DO
The odour of old prison food takes a long time to pass you by
DO
When you've been inside
SOL
Day upon day of this wandering gets you down
DO
Nobody gives you a chance or a dollar in this old town
SOL
Hovering silence from you is a giveaway
SOL
Squalor and smoke's not your style
"I don't like this place"
DO
We better go
SOL
Then I compare notes with your older sister
SOL DO
I am a lazy gett, she is as pure as the cold driven snow
F#..i think..tell me what it is if you know it
SOL
What did you learn from your time in the solitary
SOL
Cell of your mind?
SOL DO
There was noises, distractions from anything good
DO
And the old prison food
SOL
Colour my life with the chaos of trouble
SOL
Cause anything's better than posh isolation
DO
1 missed the bus
DO
You were laid on your back
FA
With the boy from the arab strap
SOL
With the boy from the arab strap
It's something to speak of the way you are feeling
To crowds there assembled
Do you ever feel you have gone too far?
Everyone suffers in silence a burden
The man who drives minicabs down in Old Compton
The Asian man
With his love hate affair
With his racist clientele
A central location for you is a must as you stagger about making free with your lewd and lascivious boasts
We know you are soft cause we've all seen you dancing
We know you are hard cause we all saw you drinking from noon
Until noon again
You're the boy with the filthy laugh
You're the boy with the arab strap
Strapped to the table with suits from the shelter shop
Comic celebrity takes a back seat as the cigarette catches
And sets off the smoke alarm
What do you make of the cool set in London?
You're constantly updating your hit parade of your ten biggest wanks
She's a waitress and she's got style
Sunday bathtime could take a while
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