Nina Simone, occupying ears singing about bed and dressers.
Sparsely populated
young couple
Interrupted by saying amusements.
Only two stops
I know where to get off

I knew to mind the gap
I'm a responsible citizen
Voter with a valid railcard
Only two stops
Purchased a ticket
Only two stops
I can not throw up in that time

I can not clear my system of over-priced beer
A niche in the market
Exploited in the name of money Making let's just raise them
let's charge extortionate rates for an autoimmune disease

Paying to support a normal drinking culture embedded into the narrative
Growing by in the western world Listening to Nina Simone
Only one stop now you'd never know what life would be like

Without loud pop charts entertaining a few leaving the others yearning the return of ABBA when times were simpler and people cared about Eurovision and illegal music was your own

“Tickets please”
He seems awfully jolly for a late night ****-shift on Arriva Trains Wales
Who's making him work and why's he So ******* happy about it
Real extra effort! Soul sapping in my opinion
Last stop gotta get off.

Im dressed in rags but I'm made of riches, promise
I'm the insurance man, a timetabler
Wake me from my slumber,
I'll give you a tenner, doctor, mother,
Double pain relief, those blasted tablets
****** liqueur sent me to sleep.
Chemically numbing,
My dad's never hugged me you know
Old time copper threw me
In the lock-up for stealing liquor.

I'm the self fulling prophecy
Hoping for childish deliverance

Some like it hot I like it cold like a copper coin dropped into my pocket.

I am the danger,
The insurance man, a timetabler.
Give me a tenner, Mother
Some like it hot
I like it cold like copper coin
Dropped into my pocket.

Rail, tracks, interrupted delight.
Dawn, a constant drunk, waving to move modernism.
Purple slumber nights, the mind strokes windows, head in rags.
Stumbled sky, hanging and occupying figures that push plague.
Condensation outside hugged in damaged and breathless clots.
Close scenes depressing taste, wake Bonaparte, incandescent seagulls are screaming as they fly, scattered, singing dreams.
Interrupting the closing of yesterday, hoping soul-bruise rates sit low tonight.
Danger plays, paths, fields, bedsheets, house.
Strange death amusements meet tender eyelids.
Numbing the pipedream special, the destination freshly yellow and late,
Colour pretty and clear.

Empty garage lot, barren, regular stop.
1-10 but can't see that far
Later parts hidden by aggregous dark.
Rattle Rattle stay away from that bush
Rattle Rattle stop smoking that kush
Rattle Rattle have a look at yourself
Rattle Rattle you're bad for health, clean up that bad act.
Animal house, screaming down the corridors.
Carefree or ignorant, when you up at morning? Beautifully respectable obnoxsivity, chemical melodrama kitchen scenes, easy-speak blood-rise conversations.
Empty garage lot, barren, regular stop.
1-10 but can't see that far,
Later parts hidden in isolation dark.

Mug Book Mug Can Glass Gel Can
The wire strap is carpet and a cup of crumbs
Bottle Bottle Bottle Wire Stain Plastic
Can the glass be coated in ricket gel
In the ******* bin that tissue towel, didn't last five minutes
Towel Bag Plug Crisps Cup Boot Strap Jacket
Mug printed slapped on book, stalked by dead-set dead-eyed mug
Leather Carpet Crumbs Bin Mess
Warped wicked paper coin
Hanging beyond absolute uselessness