Turmoiled tongues
Class-dressing fun
Priviledge loads guns
I was too young
A western slum
Rats and crumbs
They've called me high strung
She's out of place
Heads in space
We're always so fucking late
So are Mike and Kate
But Dave and fanny
Are desperate to manage
Or maybe to handle
Hide like a scandal.
The rusting strapnel of a family
Ticking clock
Liquor with locks
Nikeys n slut drops
Beats that go bop
Is that meant to be a top
You've got to stop
Adam and Jo
Adam and Stella
Come on now
Please be clever
We always knew this was never
a possible
forever.
This one's called: 'She's class isn't she? '
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