Friday, 13 March 2009

33 - M I L E E N D

"I know this place off Burdett Road"
It was on the fifteenth floor
It had a board across the door
It took an hour to prise it off and get inside
It smelt as if someone had died
The living room was full of flies
The kitchen sink was blocked
The bathroom sink not there at all
Oh, it's a mess alright -Yes it's my pad

And now we're living in the sky!
I never thought i'd live so high.
Just like heaven if it didn't look like hell
The lift is always full of piss
The fifth floor landing smells of fish
Not just on Friday, every single other day

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