Oyster

I remember when the bus was one pound forty
Leaving the city
Just as things are getting naughty
Nostalgic dreams about getting ripped off
aND Opening windows that trigger a cough
I also remember when the bus cost me 40p
Not for long mind, 'cos we were only sixteen
But that is inflation baby
Money and time
Give him a dollar, he'll give give you a dime.
I also remember when pissing was free
Caught short at the station and that's twenty pee

Shitting by candlelight

The scrumpled up coat on my living room floor resembles the body of a dead man
The body of the man that occupied it last
I've had enough of this place, Gotta get out of it fast
Shitting by candlelight
Sounds ridiculous right?
Well that's just the state of play here at the moment
No money for comfort
As mist clouds gather over my old school
Nothing to do but just sit here and poo.
No money for lightbulbs
I need toothpaste and tea
Too disillusioned to pull myself from the sofa today.
I need some of those lightbulbs that save energy.

Breakfast on Chowpatty Beach

Breakfast, on Chowpatty Beach. So much more relaxed. As we drew a crowd of locals circled and watched

Storm clouds circling, we take cover as the rain comes.