Its a new morning and the house is empty
My endless quest begins again anew
I haven’t got a place where I should be
So here I journey to find things to do
I walk alone with no one to help me
But I have company so all’s not lost
Just me and my videos and CD’s
Emerged from laziness I’ve paid the cost
My credentials are but a laughing stock
Built with little effort by lazy hands
So should this bleak future come as a shock?
Come on kids, come and laugh until you weep
Come on and meet the king of the trash heap
24th May 2003
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