You know you’re not in high finance, considering second hand underpants.

Counting coins on the counter of the 7-Eleven
From a quarter past six till a quarter to seven

The manager, Bevan, starts to abuse me. Hey man I just want some muesli.

Eh?

🙂

So you think, “Maybe I’ll be a prostitute…”

No one cares, no one sympathizes
You just stay at home and play synthesizers

Landlord’s on your balls, “Have you paid your rent yet?”

I thought it was Leonard’s on your balls for ages. Not sure which is funnier 🙂

Inner city pressure!

inner
inner city

*Is pleased with how thread has developed*

You pawned everything, everything you own
A toothbrush jar and a camera phone

out of sequence but it needs to be finished!

“…to pay for your lessons, you’re learning the flute

Ladies wouldn’t pay you very much for this, maybe you’ll never be a concert flautist”

What I’d do is think “what would I do?” and do that.

Old Kent Road / Bakerloo – Fliberterygiberty card played

All the songs are on spotify

Too many men, too many boys
Too many misters not enough sisters
Too much time on too many hands
Not enough ladies, too many mans