I empathise
going into their heads
and imagining how it feels
waking up to  half-baked chipolatas
every morning and knowing its there forever
Heck, man that's a big deal about such a small thing

Ya, were it me I would forever feel disadvantage too
as it is, any trace of sadness disappear swiftly
no self-pity for I wake to a banger
hot sizzling fulsome ready to go
so I understand their angsts
always a letdown