I'm thinking about buying a shipping container and shipping it to Saltburn-by-the-sea
I could make it quite habitable or comfortable and good enough for me and at high tide, I could go off floating to end up in the place called Shanghai or it could be I go off to that other place where containers go when they die.

Dreaming Spires don't make this no Oxford
but dreaming of you makes it right.

Self
corruption, destruction,
must believe in the self.

If I'm going to hell
I'm taking the detour.

Sunday and the prophets arrive
but
only nine to five and
double time too.

It all has a price
and it's sometimes so nice
how can I refuse?

They'll not be happy
until we're living in tents down on
Hackney Marsh,

Cold Weather payments?
not a chance
harsh
but true

and even when we're lined up for our nightly gruel
they'll not give us any fuel for our fires.

We've been ejected, evicted, victims of a scam.

There's never a minute goes by
when I don't wonder why
the minutes go by
as they do,

clockwork?

If someone forgets to wind up the universe
we'll be stuck in this moment forever.

A sea horse gallops
beneath an arch of anemones
as turtles march slowly
along the line of the shore.

Okay
bedtime
work early
no play
Sunday
is not a day
of rest.

Deep woe and sorrow
yes
I'm working tomorrow
but only if
I can borrow an Identity card.

life is hard and some
and sometimes you got to run
from the law,

Border control?
no control at all,
see
they're not on the ball
people will come and
more people to run
the law has fun
keeping people under the gun.

If this is where I want to be
even with a foreign identity
I don't see the problem
but I see that you
have a hard time
accepting
what washes in
with the tide.