Hellhole Ratrace - Girls
I work to eat and drink, and sleep just to live
Feels like I’m never getting back what I give
I’ve got a sad song in my sweet heart
And all I really ever need is some love and attention
Hellhole Ratrace - Girls
I work to eat and drink, and sleep just to live
Feels like I’m never getting back what I give
I’ve got a sad song in my sweet heart
And all I really ever need is some love and attention
Check out my latest post, on avoiding being critical of Margaret Thatcher and not avoiding being critical of the BBC.
Force the door, momentum is on your side
Rip it back with the crowbar and step within
The fire exit shines green, a stupid sign
This screening will have my tagline: you can run but you can’t hide.
Clicking like the tuts of a disappointed mother,
Copper and Flesh.
But this will all be…
It’s modern life that’s the bane of me. The perennial impatience, the thirst for movement – anywhere but up. The rush to flush the toilet before you’ve finished pissing. The constant clock watching; you don’t want to be late for the date with your virtual friends updating Facebook as if you’re a…