The Bare Cupboard
Swish swash goes the jaw
waiting for the hooded claw.
Cowering beneath a paper pile
Listening to gombeen men
utter meaningless bile
Water this water that and the big fat cat
Crying from afar his contract up and on the skids.
Nothing in the cupboard nothing in the fridge so turn off the tap and take away my kids.
Paper paper everywhere and not a single penny to spare.
Swish swash from the man from tipp
As long as hes alright the rest can go take
A trip
to the penny dinners to the darkest place
im so disheartened with the human race.
