IF YOU BORE THE GRIM ETERNAL OF MY GALLERY AND JOURNAL;
THEN SURELY YOU WILL HOLD NO GOD-DAMN DOUBTS!
ABOUT THESE ROTTEN; MEAN; INFERNAL JERKS!
...THOSE BLOODY GREAT SELL-OUTS!!

UNLESS YOU ARE RETARDED, I WOULDN'T GET ME STARTED;
COZ SADLY THEN YOU'D GIVE LITTLE CHOICE.
I WOULD TELL YOU ALL MY STORY AND OF WHO IT IS REGARDED...
THE FUGGERS WHO SOLD ASTON, JAG AND ROYCE!!!

THEY SOLD MY FAVOURITE CARS AND TRUCKS,
THEY CASHED IN AT THE BANKS!
THEY TRADED QUID FOR LOUSY BUCKS!
THOSE SELFISH HATEFUL WANKS!
THEY DIDNT GIVE TWO FLYING FUCKS!
THEY SOLD THEM TO THE YANKS!

SO I WENT ON DOWN TO LONDON TOWN,
AND BEFORE I PULLED THE STOPS;
I KNOCKED A COUPLE OF PHONE BOOTHS DOWN,
AND GOT BLUDGEONED BY THE COPS.

I HUSTLED FREE AND FOUND A ROYCE,
T'WAS GLISTENING BY THE SIDE.
I DISREGARDED MY LITTLE VOICE,
AND TOOK A DUMP INSIDE.

BY THEN IT WAS DARK AND RATHER LATE,
SO I BARGED INTO SOMEONE'S PLACE.
HE YELLED "WHO THE FUG ARE YOU ,YOUNG MATE?"
THEN I CHINESE BURNED HIS FACE.

WHEN I GOT HOME I HAD TO SING,
MY WORK WAS ALL COMPLETE.
I UNPACKED EVERYTHING I THOUGHT TO BRING,
LAID BACK AND HOISTED MY FEET.
ALTHOUGH ,YES, I HADN'T ACHIEVED A THING,
I MUNTED ONE WHOLE STREET!!!!

SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I AM BORED AND MAD?
I DO THESE STUPID RHYMES....
ALTHOUGH YOU MUST THINK I AM BLOODY SAAAD...
ATLEAST I HAD GOOD TIMES!

...love you!!!

(MUM, BRING ME MY SEDATIVES)

*THUD*