A’ve come tae apply tae ye again
Cause the Fringe is slowly creepin’
An’ a’ dinnae want tae be left weepin’
Cause the vision that god pit in ma brain
Drives me insane, a’ wish it wiz, the soond ae silence
In this dream a’ve walked alane
Which has brought a load ae pain
Livin’ in a flat wi’ major damp
Given a chance a’ cuild be a champ
But their necks a’ grab when they talk a load ae shite
Noo a’m a blight, an’ a’ clutch, the soond ae silence
At their conscience a’ dae gnaw
At aw the ken aw’s a’ dae roar
Arseholes spoutin’ wi’oot readin’
Fannies flaffin’ wi’oot listenin’
Dumb cunts wearin’ thongs but nae yin ever cared
They’re no’ superb, they disturb, the soond ae silence
“Twats,” a’ said, “Ye’s dinnae ken
Ain’t nae virus, ya bell ends
Hear ma wurds, a’m tryin’ tae get through
Watch the videos that a’ send tae yoo”
But ma rants, like silent truth bombs, fell
Aw a’ heard back wiz mare silence
An’ so the pricks turned me awa’
Cause a’ caw a’ spade a’ spade
The comic greats are noo in mournin’
Free speech is no’ conformin’
An’ the boss man said, “The words of the wannabees are prewritten
in their subconscious walls and government halls
And you can whisper in the sound of silence”
Ye kin aw get
Ye kin aw get
Ye kin aw get
Ye kin aw get
Ye kin aw get
Ye kin aw get
Fucked!!
Cheers!
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