Pea pea pea S.

Pea pea pea S

I was walking through my home-town
whistiling in my hat
singing some songs
because well i fancied that


three guys and a girl were talking back chat
talking bout this geezer who werent there
so he couldnt answer back
i did a few steps
and i took off me hat

then one of the mateys said
look at this guy hes on crack

i thought wait a cotton picking minute
i aint from out out of space
were standing on the same street mate oi
respect
direct it to my face
so i turned around
and adressed the group of four
with a little ditty i invented on the spot
you know of the top of me head like
why do crack
when you can do mushrooms
why do crack when you can do mushrooms
why do crack when you can do mushrooms
mushrooms mushrooms mushrooms are way better than crack
the blonde girl agreed
fair play although i didnt even care
about preferences on drugs
oh i much prefor sticking a needle in me arm before listening to a track
do you know what i mean its like the difference between listening to a tune out of some dusty old a cassete player with hardly any batteries compared to some (insert felix's recommendation of high qulaity speaker here) pumped full on electric
pling pling pling pling
what i really would have loved was for any of them to have sung back
why do mushrooms when you can do crack
why do mushrooms when you can do crack
why do mushrooms when you can do crack
crack crack crack crack crack?
as its got a way better flow
instead i fucked up going through a door
didnt read that it said push or pull
to be fair though my latest charachter in this story im writing is illetarte
fuucking brilliant
who needs words when you can draw
bullet bullet bullet holes
yeah i been shot
retard
catch you lator inter stellar alligators
oh yeah i got a message
hats back on
i aint on mushrooms i aint on crack
i aint on dope i aint on smack
im living freely
just living off air
ps
if you want a bit of bugle
up your hooter
join our club
pps
bring your own bugle
unless i found some bugle in which case

mate all the cokes in suitcase with the words noting to declare on it - dont you ever fucking listen i cant fucking read can i, sheeat - perchoo perchoo - two gun shots, fuck harry's been shot...

have it!

ppps
drugs every single mother fucking last one of them should always be free
do yah get me
do yah get me