Geezer

Think of you girlfriend
In her liquid stockings
Can of Stella
Fag on, watching Richard and Judy
On the creaky settee

Who's she seeing?
Is she staying true?
Has some geezer with fallen arches
Jumped the coitus queue?

Is he a geezer?
Is he a geezer?
Is he a geezer like you?

Mister pride and prophecy
On another Tinder date
Past the cigarette adverts
And the Luftwaffe debris
In the eye of the Underground archer
Past the blitz of vacui (wakey wakey)
Pope Urban sent us out again to fight
She wished me luck as she waved me goodbye

Pause as I leave the station's light
Sure is a shame on a nice cold rainy night
I must have been dreaming but the good fire woke me right up

'Cause I'm a geezer
'Cause I'm a geezer
I love it, I love it
Geezer