Friday, March 28, 2008

le papillon



got the soundtrack stuck in my head so i'd post it here anyway, the movie is certainly worth watching if u dig french film.

it is a routine, u see

i wake up when i want to
except for certain days where i have to wake up so much earlier,
where i get rudely awakened by the alarm clock.
accustomed i was a frequent late comer,
looky in the mirror and snicker.
have a cupa horlicks and think about leaving the house, early.
toast in the morning makes me wanna shit,(bon appetit)
smoky meself a fag making me wanna shit more,
looky in the mirror and snicker,again.
put me trousers on, a fredy and top it all off with a self made "crombie".
slipped on me old rags,
grab the bag, and scamper,
not forgettin to lock the door of course..
only to realise later, that i left some stuff back at home.
and..bobs your uncle! u have a perfect morning. =D

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Sunday, March 16, 2008

lambretta





Sadly a lambretta is scarce here and even if there is one for sale, it will be around 20k or more. Unless u're rich, all u can do is watching them taunt u in this video. (They're prolly singing we are the champions, no time for losers in italian)

Thursday, March 13, 2008

you spoilt brats

what more do you need
when your bed is made
butter and bread
a wardrobe of threads

what else do you want
son of a gun
darjeeling and biscuits
for your lousy cunt.


sometimes its better to listen before you speak because u might not know if your mouth stinks of curry.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

serving the nation

a day,
when i was younger than today,
we were many,
superior,
aint like any other ticket.

a day,
when i was younger than today,
we grew smaller in number,
but still we aced,
fookin great aint it.

a day,
when i was younger than yesterday,
we had casualties
but we survived despite,
the first of the gang who died.

a day,
when i am older than yesterday,
i was left alone in the cold.
looking at what had become
a lonely street.

that fateful day

sad





sukiyaki

something i kept thinking of


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dear stella.

hello stella, i wish u were here today but oh well.
just when i wanted to show u the world, u flew, far away.
when all i asked for was a minute, or so.
and i really didn't mean to bring you down.

summer's over seaside town.
rain down on me.
so where have u been?
if only u were real.
i would show u the world.