I wouldn’t drink this If I wasn’t so drunk he said He collapsed on his bunk He was dead The

What a life Swimming around and around In a bowl It’s enough to make you Want to sell your soul

I know you think I’m lucky And I’ve got the perfect girl But you should try her sometime You should give her a whirl She’s not content like most are

You were wearing An extremely short skirt That night you first walked in To the showroom of my local My immediate impression

He never writes about the flowers Or the field or the trees, or the… He wants more than rhyming or desc… To emerge from his written words So he writes about ordinary people

No doubt if I asked you You would say the truth never lies But if I proved you wrong Would you truly be surprised? Could you speak?

When the lights go out And it’s as black as ink Does your imagination wonder? Does it make you think? Of ghosts an ghouls

When was the last time? I told you that I love you You can’t remember, can you? But I do People often don’t say

Look there he is He’s just arrived He’s stepping off that cloud I never thought he’d have the nerv… Did you?

I watch your little face patiently Like a hawk watching its prey I’m determined this time I’m determined to you today You’ve fooled me once too often

Pick up your cigarettes Sit back relax You’re never alone With a packet of fags Cough, cough louder

Alan was very good at it Everyone knew how good he was At ‘it’ Better than most actually Better than anyone around here

I say I didn’t They think that I did Or I would have If I could have But I probably did

The man said to his wife You loathe me why? She was startled, she denied it She cried Her love for her husband

You’re a friend A companion, a confident too You’re my mistress, my lover And I’ve grown to need you You are everything I had expected