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Spent the last year motivating everyone else
While I should have been motivating myself
I’ve hardly moved or got off the couch
In my house

I’m so tired, I’m feeling so upset
Although I’m so tired, I’ll have another cigarette
And curse Sir Walter Raleigh
He was such a stupid get

I could be a genius
if I just put my mind to it
And I, I could do anything,
if only I could get round to it


Late night
Come home
Work sucks
I know


So I’m a wrinkly, crinkly, set in my ways
It’s true my body as seen better days
But give me half a chance and I can still misbehave



So that was the first big weekend of the summer… Starts Thursday as usual with a canteen quiz and again no-one wins the big cash prize. Later I do my sound bloke routine by approaching Gina’s new boyfriend to say that he shouldn’t feel that there’s any animosity between us and then I even go and make peace with her. I shouldn’t have bothered. Then on Friday night we went through to the Arches…

There was only one car going, so some of us had to get the train. We got through quite late. Then we went to a pub to take the gear. There was no problems getting in - we saw some others waiting down the front of the queue so we skipped in. It was a good night, everyone was nutted and I ended up dancing with some blonde girl. I thought she had been quite pretty until last night when Matthew informed me that she had, in fact, been a pig. When the club finished we wandered the streets for a while until we got to this 24-hour cafe but I didn’t like the look of it so we left and got a taxi back to Morag’s flat. I couldn’t sleep, so I sat about drinking someone else’s strawberry tonic wine and tried to keep everyone else up.

Then at ten o’clock in the morning we went downstairs to buy some drink. We had intended to watch the football in the afternoon but we’d passed out by then and slept right through it, awaking to find that England had won two-nil. Then we went to get the train home and had a few in the Station bar. We had some stuff left from the previous night’s supplies so when we got home we decided to go down to John’s indie disco. Same story as Friday - lots of hugging, lots of dancing etc. etc. I couldn’t sleep again so went up the park to look at the tomb, taking a detour through the playpark. To get in we had to climb over a ten foot steel fence, which resulted in severe bruising of our hands, legs and groins, but we had a good laugh on the stuff, especially the tube-slide, which probably doubles up as a urinal for drunk teens. Then we walked through the woods to have a look at the tomb. It was a big disappointment, but the mist on the lake was cool.

Sunday afternoon we go up to John’s with a lot of beer in time to watch the Simpsons. It was a really good episode about love always ending in tragedy except, of course, for Marge and Homer. It was quite moving at the end and to tell you the truth my eyes were a bit damp. Then we watched these young girls in swimsuits have a water fight in the street. “Taping this, aye?” We went up to the pub about ten. It was busy for a Sunday night, lots of people we know, including my first ever girlfriend who I still find very attractive, quite frankly, but I didn’t really speak to her. She’s probably still a bitch, anyway. Her friend Gillian was there, I had a chat with her, she was still quite pleasant. At the same time I watched Malcolm make some terrible attempt to try and chat up a girl we know called Jo. He made some remark about her skirt that was barely there the previous night or something. I couldn’t sleep again that night, thanks to some seriously disturbing nightmares…Matthew says I should cut down on the cheese.

“Went out for the weekend, it lasted for ever, high with our friends it’s officially summer.”

I got some sleep eventually on Monday afternoon. It was a beautiful day, and later that evening Malcolm introduced me to the power of Merrydown - £1.79 a litre, 8.2% - mmmm… Judith and Laura came round later and we sat in my back garden and drank. Then Matthew came round and we went up the town. It’s officially summer.


Mmh, yes
Then I’d taken the kiss of seedcake back from his mouth
Going deep South, go down, mmh, yes
Took six big wheels and rolled our bodies
Off of Howth Head and into the flesh, mmh, yes

He said I was a flower of the mountain, yes
But now I’ve powers o’er a woman’s body, yes

Turn left up the street
Nothing but grey concrete and dead beats
Grab something to eat
Maccy D’s or KFC
Only one choice in the city
Done voicing my pity now lets get to the nitty gritty
Tune reminds me of my first e
polite, unique, still sixteen and feeling horny
Point to the sky feel free
A sea of people all equal smiles in front and behind me
Swim in the deep blue sea cornfields sway lazily
All smiles all easy where you from, what you on and what’s your story
Mesmerizing tones rising pianos this is my zone so stop cloning
Pick paper scissors or stone
Cause me and you are same i known you all my life i don’t know your name
The names European Bob sorted anyway
Gonna have dance now see you later please to meet you
Likewise a pleasure

We were just standing there minding our own
And it went on and on
We all smile we all sing
The weak become heroes then the stars align
We all sing we all sing all sing

The night slowly fades and goes slow motion
All the commotion becomes floating emotions
Same piano loops over
Arms wave eyes roll back and jaws fall open
I see in soft focus
Chattin to this bloke in the toilets
Dizzy new heights blinded by the lights
These people are for life its all back to his place at the end of the night
They could settle wars with this
If only they will imagine the worlds leaders on pills then imagine the morning after
Wars causing disaster don’t talk to me i don’t know ya
But this ain’t tomorrow and for now i still love ya
Hours fly over sail round diamonds and pearls never seen so many fit girls
Discover new worlds look at my watch can’t focus
Last two hours i lost every move fills me with lust
All of life’s problems i just shake off
Mad little events happen things map out and a few blue maddens alight the toilets
Big beefy bouncers out to reveal us geezers on e’s and first timers kids on whizz darlins on
All come together for this party
All races many faces from places you never heard of
Where you from what’s your name and what you want
Sing to the words flex to the fat one
The tribal drums the sun’s rising we all smile we all sing

Then the girl in the caff taps me on the shoulder
I realize five years went by I’m older
Memories smoulder winters colder
But that same piano loops over and over and over
The road shines and the rain washes away
The same Chinese takeaway selling shit in a tray
It’s dark all round I walk down same sight same sounds new beats though
Solid concrete under my feet
No surprises no treats the world stands still as my mind sloshes round
The washing up bowl in my crown
My life’s been up and down since i walked from that crowd

Out of respect for Johnny Walker,
Paul Okenfold, Nicky Hollaway, Danny Rampling,
And all the people who gave us these times,
And to the government I stick my middle finger up
With regards to the criminal justice bill,
For all the heroes I met along the way

The weak become heroes and the stars align
We all sing, we all sing, sing,


Got a spot on the top of my head, begging for a new toupee
And a tire on my gut from sitting on my
But they’re never gonna go away
Sometimes I get this crazy dream
That I just drive off in my car

Boo hoo I’m so sad
Look at me
i’m a dick.

Cheery bunch in here

this line always does me.

might start calling myself European Bob


I drove my tractor through your haystack last night
(Ooh ar ooh ar)
I threw me pitch fork at your dog to keep quiet
(Ooh ar ooh ar)
Now somethin’s tellin’ me, that you’m avoidin’ me
(Ooh ar ooh ar)
Come on now, darlin’, you got somethin’ I need

'Cause I’ve got a brand new combine harvester and I’ll give you the key
Come on now, let’s get together in perfect harmony
Oh, I got twenty acres and you got forty-three
Now I’ve got a brand new combine harvester and I’ll give you the key


So tired
Tired of waiting
Tired of waiting for yoooooooou

The “you” in this context is the fucking auditors.

I am the eggman




Getting older makes it harder to remember
We are our only saviors
We’re gonna build something this summer

Mine is now this

On account that I’m eating some peanuts.