Tug of the hoodie, up and at em’ boy
This is a setback; hell, the nights still younger than we are
Huddle for the cuddle, group shot, 3 quick clicks, done
Red eyes removed at the touch of a button
And I’m tumbling homeward, bottle clenched in sweaty palms
Whilst the world is spinning faster than I can take it
Off the ride, face down, hard ground, out for the count once more
The phrase ‘utter disgrace’ loops the brain
Wheelchair legs finally go as he’s
Kicked to a curb, soft and embracing to
This booze hound clown who’s had his day
Pack up your show, lights down, it’s over, pass it along
To the angry young men, their shatter bands breaking
The glass that holds us, ripping me to ribbons on the pavement
The pain is excruciating
As cast iron guts are melted down for scrap
20 pack cancer burns a hole in the pocket
But who cares? Numb tongue on tap
Had me going unto the breach once more
Hit the floor, this T-shirt’s ruined
Remember your name son?
It’s all gone blank.
Torch to the eyeballs, but no-one’s home
Keep walking sir, it’s nothing to see.