iCooper Clarke

yet again fucking rush i’m fucking late

‘cos i got drunk stoned shagged on a hot date

in a tiz i’m going fucking beserk

spilt me cuppa all down me fucking skirt

forgot to iron me crap fucking top

that fucking says i fucking work

from nine to fucking six o’clock

in quidland

me fucking wholemeal toast is fucking burnt

me fucking hangover’s banging proper fucking hurts

the fucking radio’s a moronic drone 

can’t recall where the fuck’s me fucking phone

me keys me keys shit where the fuck’s me keys

now me brain’s got a memory disease

just as well i ain’t paid to think

just look cute act like an air hostess

in quidland

the fucking boss thinks it’s a bit of fun 

to lay his sweaty paws upon my bum 

all fucking grins when brushing passed my tits

i’ll fucking slap the pervy git 

i’ll fucking kick ‘im in his nuts

i’ll fucking tell me fucking bloke

who’ll fucking mash ‘im to a pulp

all fucking blood and fucking guts 

‘round the back

of quidland

this fucking place ain’t worth a fucking poke

the fucking pay is one sick fucking joke

you can fucking stick this shit fucking job

i’ve more than had e-fucking-nuff

i just don’t give a fucking toss

when i walk out it’s quidland’s loss

i’ll get a job

in top shop

© 2009  iDrew

First published by  Work  19/02/18