live radio session version of as yet unrecorded new song

Lyrics

Not now mummy’s jogging dear

Eyebrows don’t lift for a corn or a bunion
But he felt a sudden urge to peel his cock like an onion
I know it’s no excuse but I need to put it out there
Every - thing has to come out somewhere sometime

I know it’s no excuse but in his defence
You’ve got to shove it sometimes where it makes no sense
But I know what your thinking you filthy fucker slimes but
No It wasn’t me a but friend of a friend’s friend of mine

You have to land down in the dumps once you’ve flown so high up above
And right at this moment I’d accept even your cupboard love

If I’m being honest with you now then before I must have lied
But fame and fortune oh what a waste of time
It matters not a jot if you believe what I say
But like Peter Green I know I’d have to give it all away

I was there with my own eyes yes I saw it for myself
Well did I say that I was there well I meant somewhere else?
But the fear in her eyes was so convincing when
I got it first hand from the friend of a friend of a friend

Cry for attention over here not now mummy’s jogging dear
You have to land back in the dumps once you’ve flown so high

All those Scottish groups turned guitars into bagpipes
All the young dudes started off just like magpies
Laughter tears and rage send your cancer back to hell
The lines may draw themselves but its immigrants who colour in the world

To tell you the truth what does that imply?
Just that everything else I have said was a lie
The prostitute tranny tale from every stag night
Well I know that’s true because it happened to friend’s friend of mine
I know that’s true because it happened to a friend OF a friend of a friend
A friend of a friend’s friend of mine

You have to land down in the dumps once you’ve flown so high up above
And right at this moment I’d accept even your cupboard love