You do know I'M BUSY, don't you?
No furlough I cry
No furlough I cry
No furlough I cry
No furlough I cry
Cause I remember when we used to sit
In my leafy yard in Southend
Observing the hypocrite
Tweet with the good people we scam
Bluetickers we have, oh, Squiggles we have lost
Along the way
In this great future,
You can't forget my past
So flow your tears, I say
Go Patreon I cry
Go Ko-fi I cry
Little smol one, my shed is clear
Go fund me I cry
Said I remember when we use to sit
In my leafy yard in Southend
And then Cooper would make the fire lights
I say, mouses burnin' through the nights
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge
Of which I'll share with you Christ, no
My poor, ouchy, broken in a thousand places feet is my only carriage except for rail ones, obvs
And so I've got to push on thru,
Oh, while I'm gone
Nothin's gonna be alright
Nothin's gonna be alright
I'm on my Twitter for the whole damn night
Wanting my Patreons to treat me right
To Patreons I lie
To chopped livers, bye bye
Kid say 'More jam Mama'
I'll shed fake tears
And #thankyou #fuckoff, bye bye.
