It
should
be
meSaid
man
number
oneI’ve
been
here
from
the
startIt
should
be
meSaid
man
number
twoI’d
never
break
her
heartIt
should
be
meSaid
man
number
threeI
see
her
playful
sidePlease,
stop
arguing
boysShe
saidYou
couldn’t
handle
me if
you
tried!
Does My Bum Look Big In This?
If
I ask
you a
question
She
said
Do you
promise
to tell
the truth?
Yes
He
lied
‘Going Anywhere Nice This Year?’
What an
embarrassing
position
it is
In
which
we have
been put
To
live
our
lives
For
this
fucking
long
Without
a haircut
The Mutual Appreciation Society
Pour
yourself
a drink
And come
sit with me
Let’s tell
each other
stories
Of how we’re
meant to be
Head Over Heels
She
once
asked
Have
you
got a
light?
Then
she
never
went
home
again
After
that
night
Xxx
(Not So) Happy Hour
Drinking
beer
When
it’s
just
you
Is
not
as
fun
As
drinking
with
two
99 Bottles
The
only
way
I know
That
the
weekend
is here
Is to
put
on my
favourite
record
And
sink
a crate
of beer
Old Faces
I
loved
talking
to you
so much
tonight
It
bought
a tear
to my
eye
It seems
there’s
no one
else I
want to
sit with
And
watch
the
world
go by
Food Of The Gods
How
do I
love
thee?
Let me
count
the
ways
It’s a
lot more
than
spaghetti
But
not as
much as
bolognese
‘Bloody Awful Poetry’
You only
wear
that
leather
jacket
To
give
you
somekind
of mystery
But I
can see
straight
through
you
After
all,
we
share
a history
The 27 Club
So this
is hell
then,
is itWho
knew
it would
look like
this?I
reckon
I’m going
to like
it hereBut
first
I need
a piss
The Train Home
Why
can’t
it be
like that
all the
time
Talking,
laughing
and
drinking
wine
It
always
feels
like
such a
crime
When I
have to
return
to this
life of
mine
The Scene Of (Too) Many Crimes
They
say it’s
good to
be back
And
for once
this time
it is
Reliving
all of
those
memories
Really
is
such
bliss
Just
to be
sitting
here
tonight
Delighting
in who
I was
then
Makes
me so
glad I
got the
chance
To
come
back
here
again
‘Drink Me’
I
really
should
just stop
now
I am
totally
out of
control
It seems
I have
well and
truly
fallen
Down the
proverbial
rabbit
hole
Honourable Discharge
You
don’t
win
the
battleBut
it is
an
advanceOn
winning
the
war
(Un) Fit For Human Consumption
It was
exactly
one
year
ago
today
That I
entered
into
this
WordPress
fray
Thank
you to
everyone
for bringing
me such
happiness
Despite
all
of my
unrelenting
crappiness
Swipe Right
How’s
about
itJust
us
two?Fancy
a
walkVisit
the
zoo?Get
a
beerEat
some
food?Spend
the
nightBeing
terribly
rude?
Chit Chat
“Going anywhere nice on holiday?”
“Oblivion, hopefully”.
St Valentine’s Rebuke
It’s that
time of
year
again,When
love
is in
the air.But so is
chicken pox,
TB and flu,
you moron.So please
take your
bullshit
elsewhere.
If Only…
“Is that a gun in your pocket,
or are you just pleased to see me?”
Bang.
Never A Truer Word (Unspoken)
“If you haven’t got anything nice
to say,
don’t say anything at all.”
Silence.
Legless
Play that song
one more time
She
said
And pour me
another drink
I want to
feel something
She
said
And I don’t want
to have to think
Stood At The Urinal
Do you
ever
think
there’s
more to
life
than
this?Fuck
knows
to be
honest
mate –
I only
came in
for a piss
Hippy Bullshit
When
one
door
closes
Just
open it
again
That’s
how
doors
work
You
fucking
idiot
Wings
Fuck
this
shit
Said
the
moth
To
the
flame
It’s
never
going
to work
It’s
your
fault
Said
the
flame
To
the
moth
For going
so fucking
berserk
Forty Two
As cold as the sun,
As warm as the snow.
As loud as the silence,
As high as the low.
This could be
the meaning of life,
For all I fucking know.
Business As Usual
After
enjoying a
carefree
weekend
awayBoth
sadness
and misery
resume
today
Portent
There’s no reprieve
For those who venture outside
As on All Hallows’ Eve
There’s nowhere to hide
Indiscretion
It was
what
it wasAnd
whilst
we
had
funNow
it is
what
it isAnd
the
guilt
has
begun
Drunk
Looking in
the mirror
gives me
a fright,
But I think
I had a
good time
last night.
I don’t
remember
much or how
I got home,
Thank
fuck I’ve
woken up
alone.
Angels & Devils
Good men
do bad things
And good
women do too
If I was ever that way
inclined again
I’d do bad things
with you
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