They work you until you drop
and when you stop
they dock your pay

I'm working today
it's a bit of a *******
if you ask me
but
they never ask me
they only work me to death.

and then
when the dust settled.

oh
clarity
what did you do for me?

ignorance is preferable
when
you don't need to know.

But you did
didn't you
hid your light
under a bustle
oops sorry
bushel.

but I spied you
and
cried out to you

do you
want me
to tell it all?

Do you remember that grin
when he looked at you
and you smiled at him
well
he's still here.

Oh
Jesuus and Joseph he thinks
that he's Moses
taking more than his fair share
of tablets
and
look at them grin
when
they think that they're in
with the in crowd.

Miles and miles
broken by
and lit up by
your smiles.

Journeys are and will always be
full of joy or anxiety.

I played top-notch hopscotch
to pass the time
waiting for that moment when
we became ours and mine
was that pronoun for the singles bar
oh
and that didn't rhyme.

bussing a swerve
and
that hit a nerve
must remember to take it slow
go where the verses go
be led to the spring
drink in everything
think on most things
and
see what tomorrow brings

meanwhile in Morecambe
the cockles are thriving
some believe
it's the place to be alive in
and
mostly they're the ones who are
skiving
off work.