Dusty Jones dustman moves.
Hanging 'round a touch on
The roughest dealers in
East London, Fook Uff
Beautiful chastity..I grant you may know me..sweet nectar of innocence, swirling around the brain
so wrong in
my concept of Wellington.
Theres nobody on the playing fields
Except for dogs and crows
Gentlemen..you are automatically disqualified as soon as you step into the third class carriage.
Take the charcoal with the bone,
Rough with the smooth,
melancholy with the ebouilliant.....