Gorrup this morning, knackered!, with a poundin’ ead,
I wunt get pissed agen, that ciders lethal stuff,
Guz down okay when drinkin’ it,
But shit! next day yow’re rough,
I gorra job on too, fixin up a gaff,
Me an our kid are doin it, the money’s flippin naff,
I’ll ring him in a minute, and see if he is fit,
He ad a skin full too, last night,
I bet, he’s feelin shit.
Now where’s me bloody mobile, I don’t think I took it out,
I ope I ent lost it, without it we got nowt,
The number and address is in it, shit! This as done my ead,
Sod the job and sod the rest, I’m guin back to bed.