I am sitting outside work
Cars drive past that perp
It is not at me or the tree
It is at the people that pee
For the fee of three pounds and thirty-three
My mum is on her way
It has been a long but lovely day
Eating, sleeping and feeling gay
But not in that way
The old fashioned kind
That sticks in your mind
I have had a weekend that has made me want to find
A piece of mind, away from the blind
That drive in loud noised cars
A'stumbling into bars
On a Tuesday eve
Don't get me wrong I'm not trying to weave
Something that sounds like I don't believe
In people
Because I do
Believe in me
And you
And the others
Also.