Green Glass Chippings
Well I’ve fucked up so many times
But that’s not one of ‘em
Doubts put boots on, wake me up
But that’s not two of ‘em
I’ve been off the rails in my time
I see three of ‘em
Left mistakes in John O’ Groats
Can someone send them south
Before I’m on my last pair of slippers
All my logic gone
With a marble headstone, plastic flowers
And a layer of green glass chippings. Job done
On the spectrum of mental health
Jingo’s one of ‘em
I won’t flinch if its found in a ditch
Covered in a layer of unicorn piss
There’s things you won’t achieve
Death’s not one of ‘em
Play a tiny violin, or you can get stuck in
Before you’re on your last pair of slippers
All your logic gone
Marble headstone, plastic flowers
And a layer of green glass chippings. Job done
There’s things you won’t achieve
Death’s not one of ‘em
You can moan and you can whinge, or you can get stuck in
Before you’re on your last pair of slippers
All your logic gone
Marble headstone, plastic flowers
And a layer of green glass chippings
Before you’re on your last pair of slippers
All your logic gone
Marble headstone, plastic flowers
And a layer of green glass chippings
To every one of ‘em
Goodnight, good work, job done
