Daytime

Half two on a Tuesday afternoon Drunk in my room like a buffoon Skipped databases for cheap booze Four cans from CK’s, can’t lose

Trying to fix NFS while pissed Every mount point that I’ve missed Sun’s still out, that’s what’s mad Daylight drinking, feeling glad

Started at eleven, “just one can” Now I’m bladdered with no plan Still can’t get the bastard working But the lager’s got me smirking

Rhodri knocked and brought more beer Now we’re fixing fuck all here Mam would absolutely lose it Three grand a year to sit and booze it