When the bough breaks
the team disintegrates,

He
who hesitates
loses.

Have you guessed it's Monday?
a time to run day
make a quick getaway day,

Nobody
wants to play anymore.

In Stratford they're sleeping in
the old shopping arcade,
are they waiting for the sales to begin?

Grin and bear it
curse and swear
it must be an aberration,

Oh
what a fine nation
where some dine from
the dumpsters at the rear
of the station.

Westfield?
a bit left field
if you ask me.

It's harder to get jobs
when employers are
just knobs who are trying
to be nobs and dying to be
' his nibs ' on *** hill,

but you'd better believe
these are the *******
that thieve
the money from out of
your pockets.