OAF LOAFING

Posted by Admin on 1 March 2008, 12:00 am

I am bored, man, y’ see,
with the juke-box and caff;
join a youth-club? What, me?
Like for squares? – that’s a laugh.
They won’t wear that you make-
with-the-love with the chicks:
who in hell wants to take
the old ping-pong for kicks?
To the flicks, man? We’ve been,
me and one or two beats;
some old bird got real mean
when we ripped up the seats.
In the park, out of hours,
(that’s for me and my doll)
it’s great bashing flowers,
and the benches and all.
On the road we had fun,
beat the cops for a cert.,
when we crashed at a ton,
only twelve kids got hurt.
Oh, the bloke had his chips,
and the coach was a mess;
tore my best suit to strips,
just a dead loss, I guess.
Now I’m off, I’ve a date
with the P.O. – a fud.;
get a moan if I’m late,
so – be seeing ya, Bud.