Hard slap and confident
Contemplating an sent email
Stooped shoulders and an arrogant
Newcomer, this is not the plan
Smiling faces, they get on my nerves
Trackin', this surprises me and
Puts me in my place and will
Ultimately have me lost
I don't care and
I do
I require change anyway
At this point
Just to check the video night
I trust you
Two birdies
Two souls
Two hands in two pockets
I confess to my one and only
Night in the cells
Is this paint the right pain?
It is if I say so, so
Ei...i...go
Hey ho
The clouds is low
I ain't gonna' turn this torment down
The gay flick
Transforms into engines
And tommies
I remember the aggression
Dear, dear customer, I was wrong
About that and many other scores
Oh God, I have found a resting place
Stuff 'appens, you know
What it's like, fruit and veg
I thought you were a banker
I thought you would ask me less questions
Keep looking, keep furnishing
You have been a rock, despite Oslo
Neither of you can put a foot wrong
Unfortunately
Leave and lead a sub-standard life
Walk all over me...je sais
Hey Ringo, photograph the surface of hot drinks
Laugh at and curse your workplace at
The same time, look eastwards
We are on top of our game
We are in the company of trans-gender
They only say hello on their terms and
When they are becoming savvy
Savvy savvy savvy
When they are
Standing on the fertile grounds where
Olive trees compete
Red berets and Fathers...Fathers
Intimate with their sons
It's becoming more difficult to see
The goodness these days, yet at
The same time
Yet at the same time...
I am beginning to see the point
You have been a rock
You must hold the police helmet aloft and
Remember, remember...Jesus Christ...her eyes at zero point
Zero eight seconds

Anyway, the guy
Is bent down
I feel fine with myself
My eyes are good
My soul is diseased
No passing traffic here
You loser
Can easily turn nasty
Sorry an' all that
Mobile phone conversations
Are always so much louder...even now
In the final hour
Hot chocolate, you are just a
Scumbag these days
These days
Return
Chuffed and jealous
We'll disconnect for a start
My goodness
You're leavin' me
Drinkin' to excess
Gill could be Tanya
I, I am sharing with these, my fatigue
My staring staring eyes
My Mister Doctor
My protection of revenue
And of the people I love
And of the people I love too much
Return
Protection is still sought
This is a bigger story about the
Americans
Sad fact of life
Another's hand on your lap equals
Ownership
This is quite quite tough
A place to go
Boots up in the air
Great to be liked
Great to be liked
Is it?
Return
Top boys on the right
Projection straight ahead
Brothers
Laughter
Intimidation
Intent also
The heart seems better
But I didn't tell you that
Hard of hearing leave
Jammin' songs and playthings
Decipher is not easy and people smile
When it is safe to do so
They talk and make comments on
Disasters involving beetroot
A girl will always follow her Father
Especially one on horseback
I command this table
Empty hands
Empty gestures
You are back...but for good?
Hiccup
Shudder and shake
Surprise yes yes
When a rattle walks into this cage
Into this Prince Charming
Fucking return

Pure filtered water, strong arms
This time last week, I was signing on
This time last year, old man
Every so often I connect
Poland to England and back again
Manifest
Hi-vis vest
Just where is the chock?
Experts for the printing industry walk
Hands in pockets, they look sensational
This is for the short-term but still, I will
Require more burn
Much more
I need feed
Fresh and life-giving
Ya man...this is the
Call from the Czech busker
Life is a struggle, the joy from the bad boys
Is rife, is rusks soaked in soya
Milk, wild with the trigger...why
Not?
Are you sure?
They are all dead, this can lead to
Allsorts
Allsorts of things and stuff
Shadow boxin'
Red of the retina
High points, there are not many
And they always, official
The moist, stunning jawline is what we say
Give it twelve or so days, heck...
Benutzer hat zuviele Mails auf dem Server
This is very frustrating for me
As is this pursuit
It does not dissolve the loneliness
This sad
Sad
At, at...thank you for something technical
Formularised
This is my time
This is never my time
Juanita
In the loveshack

Dancin' with a beauty from
Barcelona, this really cost me
He's not possessive...enough
University
Go up in flames
This is fifty odd quid according to the
Coventrians who manouver
Yorks
Is it cold enough for yer?
Great rain songs
I am not eligible, thoughts
On the back of insurance
Documents, paranoid
Time after time, this was
The other one
Great rain songs
This ticket will be the making of
Me, bovver girl
Me, outrageous vatican hoodie
Me, vatican outrageous
Mine eyes
Crossed out
Mine eyes extreme
Mine eyes supreme
Bounce between the two and go
Go somewhere else, bitch
I'm barred from the railway
My hands are bleeding
Go home
Loud music
Thai specialities
The new retail outlet's
Carrier bags, made of paper now
Seem smaller
It is a house after all
Quite unique
Associated with all the wrong things
Seventy five years of the world service has done
Nothin' for me
Nothin'

After long and mundane chicane, all together
Now, calmer
What was this used for?
This fragrance?
Friends of Palestine
Energetic and banter
So pleased to see us, in my time
As a deputy, we swap
Email addresses
Nothing will emerge from
This, a grimmace results from the chairs
That are floor-scrapers
Tortillas and chips
Tonight will be your very last night
To be more South of Italy
Time after time
When she yawns, he doesn't mind
Don't lose this
Don't lose this
Don't lose that
For once...EVP as a visual thing
A c'mon from Paul
The thing is
Hey!
Listen...Majorca and other tracks go down well
It's quite alarming
A heart that beats and hands
That move...still
Try and write
Can't believe his luck
Timin' as ever...awful
As a family...we don't get much time
Opinionated, squiggly lines
Who's sub-letting in Margaretting?
Not ordinary, just plain ugly
Commercials and living life differently
Entitlement
No such luck
Side side side dice
Strut, this makes me feel justified
Does this strut, in undertaking at high speeds
Men
Playthings, toys, gadgets
How embarrassing
Some people's voices just disappear
Blend into a graphic equaliser

Two watchers, Japanese or Korean?
Probably neither, alumni...what?
What is this?
I am looking at diesel caps all day
What do you expect?
Scorpion?
Canary?
Venice?
Wherever...you will find me
Deleting Scottish postcodes
I am fitting in...for once
And it ain't comfortable
More trembling left legs, for all of that burnt energy
Stocky is...still apt?
Indent
Stet
And other useful scores
Men do what they want
Whatever they want
Wimmen are so so so insecure
Aurora Borealis is caused by Stockholm’s Christmas lights Reflecting on the midwinter sky
And I never knew de-icer could
Bring so much happiness
Warm cockles, hot even
The gay gets approving big laughs
Remember him?
The house is on fire or if it 'aint
I'll make sure it damn well will be
Extraordinary...a word I
Have never uttered
A picture before we leave
A memory of this departure
To be framed
To be stored amongst debris
And Lime and Soda
And on behalf of hand-ballers
Invisible men
Pass the fucking parcel
Scousers are made to wait
Twist cap sisters all
Three stripe or three strip
Heavy gesture
You ask but don't wait for the answer
Dear Jason
I know someone else like this
What the newspapers said
All the honeyz are in the next room
The incontinent woman is visibly so
Wearing tight light grey trousers

Hell make a rose
Dead insecure
Nightworkers
The best
Safety in members
What is worse?
Ethanol?
Or Schmethanol?
Only bootmakers know this
This is the first time in a long time
A very, very long time that I have
Been unable to remove a smile from my face
A cracking of cracked lips
Funny that isn't it?
We are happy to be back there
Just admit it
Just confess
I work hard
I select the roots
To and from
They seem the same as it happens
I am hard work
American defence, manifest into gum
Diseases, really not bothered
Gay couple and bundles of joys
Maybe it's...fine, this can of beans
Perhaps that soul on a...contact
Is as happy as the one who shares cakes
Finished inside
Incomplete outside
Bays
Slots
Windows
It's all the same
I am all-embracing so it seems
So I walk home alone
In a hundred years' time, who will?
Who will?
Who will?