Thursday, 17 November 2011

LOOKING UP FROM BELOW

I WANT TO BE APATHETIC
BUT I JUST DON'T CARE
I WOULD HAVE A POLITICAL VIEW
BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO
I COULD GET A JOB
IF I WASN'T A SLOB
I'VE MADE UP MY MIND
TO SIT ON THE FENCE
I WANT AN OLD CAR
WITHOUT ANY DENTS
I WENT INTO THE LADIES
INSTEAD OF THE GENTS



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