
push push push
breathe breathe breathe
out of her out of sight
where's that teat, what's that light
here we go got to grow
big and strong like the song
crawl around and suck on stuff
cow and gate can't get enough
pretty soon it's off to school
who's a swot who's a fool
learn to count and learn to wing it
learn to say it proper innit
don't you know that education
is just learning elocution?
tic tacs jumping jacks
beans on toast, fries, big macs
hop that scotch, jump that rope
you don't know you have no hope
she loves me yeah she loves me not
broken hearts, tears and snot
down a shot try some speed
need is want and want is need
tattoo scoobydoo
shave your head shave your pubes
are you a punk a queer a nerd
a goth a jock one of the herd
what you on you in, you out
throw up on the roundabout
get a car change your gear
don't talk to me don't want to hear
faster faster don't slow down
drive us further out of town
bob bob get a job
climb them hills and pay them bills
kiss some arse top of the class
corner office fancy gems
soon you're making more than them
fun run number one
always working nice one son
buy a house a wedding ring
have some kids and lose the zing
longer hours more bling bling
way more stress what a mess
got to get me out of here
cannot face another year
breathe breathe breathe
no time to breathe
push push push
push that sale cannot fail
another cliched straight white male
you're not dead yet wake up dick
she looks gorgeous take a lick
have a fling just don't cling
feels so good to be alive, -live, -live
splash some cash smoke some hash
all the girls love your new tash
watch out for your wife of course
now she's filing for divorce
got an itch life's a bitch
every day you see more grey
aches and pains and ankle sprains
when the grandkids come to stay
out of breath, cannot play
rain rain go away
more prescriptions every day
bleeding hearts bleeding gums
leaky eyes and leaky bum
the kids are on the dog and bone
they want to put you in a home
how do they dare so unfair
the bell is ringing calling time
the end is near close to the line
here's the reaper at the door
you know who i've come here for
you've had your time you chose to run
you were always number one
since you never stopped to breathe
now it's time to stop your breath
bye bye jack
heart attack
About the Creator
Bryan Allen
Global citizen.
Lived in six countries, speak about six languages.
Working as a freelance proofreader.
Passionate about the environment, equality and self-expression.


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