razorblades

No mystery
No sugar in tea
It’s all man made
It’s all man made
I should know I’m 43
I will buy you razorblades

Stopped in my tracks
By a sullen stare
Whilst dutifully exercising my flair
For window (smash)
Shopping (grab)
I was struck by the dearth of fashion accessories
In this piteous day and age
In this hideous day and age
In this perfidious day and age
And I determined then and there
To invest
In a silver Lurex handbag
Rife with sequins all hand made
Cool as fuck and all the rage
A place to keep my razorblades

No way not me
Sex all day
I watch TV
Nothing token
Fucking crude
Plastic hair and high heel shoes
Farming diary
Slimming
Aids
Handy hints and cheap hairsprays
Latest news of new decades
What to do
With razorblades

Goodbye cruel tea
And john
I’ve gone
Gone to have my final shave
I leave you with a morbid wave
It’s cool as fuck and all the rage
Thank you
For the razorblades


p.s. I don’t mind sex actually
Just as long as it’s cold.


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