We laughed and we sang
and drank a barrel of Ale
For our lot in this world
had been ordained
before we were born
our numbers were marked
on silly crumbling painted
doors that lead to an early
grave.
So we farted and twisted till
we fell and moved like snails
We danced once again
when the wind rose at dawn
and jumped through the hoops
of our dreams bought with
pennies from cheap run down shops
And guess what and this is a big surprise
we hid from the cops
Oh yes, deadly shadows
richly painted
a world of plenty we had not
Thanks.
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