CHRISTMAS

Did you all have a nice Christmas? Yeah? Yeah? I didn’t.

I didn’t eat turkey, and I didn’t eat geese.

I gave them both up for the working class obese.

Have you seen them?

They hang around in stairwells and they smoke fags,
 And in the army they call them the Catterick Slags.

I was staying in a town with a fucking awful smell

Like the BNP and the EDL.

Got a friend named Jim.

They spat on his face because of the colour of his skin.
 Out the back of that pub there’s CCTV,

You know, that prying eye for those too dumb to see.
 Two young lovers went there to pitch and woe

And the fuckers in the pub turned it into a big screen show.
 What can you do? What can you say?

This is England in the present day

And some vile peasant sickness that won’t go away.
 This is the home of those I love

And they say nothing feels better than blood on blood.
 But the things going on here, they made me feel awful queer,
 So I took my feelings down to the weir.

Now the river comes fast just around the bend

And water over rocks have always been my friend.

It was there behind the hedge back in 47,

I was just kid, but we were living close to heaven.

The words came now like a toxic shock

As I think back to the garden and the house behind the rock.
 Ah, it was just a moment, a glimpse into time,

Back with mummy and daddy when everything was fine.
 There’s some other things you don’t need to know

So let’s forget about them now and go on with the show.
 Then tell me,

How the fuck did you let this happen?

It’s like some kid that you’re always slapping.

That stuff that goes on inside your mind,

Is it suffering of the human kind?

Do you remember days among daisies,

Nights out with the crazies,

A time when the world was new

And a future waiting there for you?

Is that all over? Party ended?

Has your past life been defriended?

Its like you’ve been holding so long

Since you’ve come out of the nest

To something buried deep in your chest.

And your weight and your nature

They scorn timeless treasure

And this feeling of lack, it will bring you right back

To a small nowhere town

Where the only road goes down.