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Ant: The car parks empty and the grass is gone,
There’s nothing round the back apart from a dead swan
There’s a man on the roof who likes shooting birds,
Singing songs and using nasty words
In our quiet, middle of nowhere SR shop.
Sometimes Tony comes out to play
This is what he had to say today:
“The RSPCA are on our tail
I can’t see why - it’s only a whale”
The homeless guy sleeps on Snuggly’s car
He swears and drinks and smell like tar
In our quiet, middle of nowhere SR shop.
The staffies give the Teenagers free beer
Apart from the manager, but he’s just queer
Across the road is a burned down chippy,
It’s now being used to home a hippy
In out quiet, middle of nowhere SR shop.
Brad is busy stealing games,
Schroeders’ lunch and window panes
Darkus teaches little kids to swear
And says that if they don’t, he’ll feed them to a bear
In our quiet, middle of nowhere SR shop.
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Ant: The car parks empty and the grass is gone,
There’s nothing round the back apart from a dead swan
There’s a man on the roof who likes shooting birds,
Singing songs and using nasty words
In our quiet, middle of nowhere SR shop.
Sometimes Tony comes out to play
This is what he had to say today:
“The RSPCA are on our tail
I can’t see why - it’s only a whale”
The homeless guy sleeps on Snuggly’s car
He swears and drinks and smell like tar
In our quiet, middle of nowhere SR shop.
The staffies give the Teenagers free beer
Apart from the manager, but he’s just queer
Across the road is a burned down chippy,
It’s now being used to home a hippy
In out quiet, middle of nowhere SR shop.
Brad is busy stealing games,
Schroeders’ lunch and window panes
Darkus teaches little kids to swear
And says that if they don’t, he’ll feed them to a bear
In our quiet, middle of nowhere SR shop.