Today I shaved my head

I get dragged out of bed, by the over whelming urge
To be just like every one else,
Go to work, chat to some other wage slave
About shit foot ball results, and other things I don’t care about
To pass the time of day, plan new ways to kill my boss
And make the great escape

Coz to day I shaved my head, I gave up trying to be
Every other mong that I see,
And all the pansy, jelled up twats I could be.
I gave up the hunt for cunt,
Well I never pulled when I looked like Jedwood
Spending 5 hours on my hair, creating new holes in the ozone lair

Man this look is rad, but pretty cold as it’s November
Eat meet and ride my bike, I don’t want to look like Moby
And love less pity fucks, no thanx it’s just not ME
And paying for sex?
That would piss off feminists, reducing humans to pieces of meet!
But that’s all we are, disposable nappies to carry the shit
In this life, just to take it to the next.

So I don’t do god, and I don’t work,
I guess I’ll stay in bed, and get my opinions
From watching chat shows, and outher day time shit
And tell my self
Man this is the life, yeah this IS the life
Oh man this ain’t a life.
I shaved my head, coz I didn’t know who the fuck I was.
And I guess I never will.


©Monday, 11 January 2010 Alex Kyriacou