Town Centre by Finlay Miff
Down in the city,
Listen,
Go to MacDonalds,
Go away,
Down in the toilet, |
Tears at Bedtime by Finlay Miff
You broke my heart,
It's raining inside,
Your dirty great spiders,
The pigeons are knocking,
Now here I am, |
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A Christmas Carol By Finlay Miff
"Another year over,
Now it is Yuletide,
I could not help it,
Please do not blame me,
I can see Santa,
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Love and Hate By Finlay Miff
I really do love you,
Your hair’s nice and silky,
You play me those love songs,
You promise to make me,
I’ll still say I love you,
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Pleasure and Pain by Finlay Miff
Dying gerbils,
Wind the handle,
Big blue skies,
Rings on my fingers,
Rainbows and harps,
That big green tarpaulin,
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The Bogeyman By Finlay Miff
Looking up at the moon,
"Listen," they say,
I wander over,
Clutching the branches,
"Piss off, you mad bastard,"
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The Garden by Finlay Miff
I couldn't hear,
Now they are whispering,
I can tell they don't like me,
The whispering spread,
The light is now fading,
No-one can hear me,
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The Chase by Finlay Miff
The man was asking,
I said, "Not me,
He looked at me closely,
I clenched up my fist,
I punched his lights out,
It was at that moment,
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I Don't Like You, Right? By Finlay Miff
I don't like you, right?
Your face it is ugly,
I don't like you, right?
Your face it is ugly,
I don't like you, right?
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I Don't Like You, Either By Finlay Miff
I don't like you, either,
You're dull and unfunny,
I really can't stand you,
You sit next to me,
You really are tiresome,
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God Botherer By Finlay Miff
Knock Knock, at the door,
“I have some fine books,
“Please no, not again!”
“Oh no you haven’t!”
Now I was frightened,
“That’s good,” said the Botherer,
And now two days later,
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Stalker By Finlay Miff
As I got off the bus,
I could see him quite clearly,
I'd gone out to go shopping,
He beckoned me over,
I’m not exaggerating,
I got a bit pissed off,
I went to confront him,
“Stop following me!
“Oh, sorry my friend,"
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Farmhouse Kitchen By Finlay Miff Feeling restless, With nothing to do, Just for excitement, I make a beef stew. Careful now, With that chopping block, Juggle with giblets, And make chicken stock. Lettuce and cabbage, Lemon and lime, Stuffing a turkey, Passes the time. Melt some butter, Put it in a cup, Feeling thirsty, I drink it all up. Bread and butter, I'm thinking of you, Make a big sandwich, Just like Scooby Doo. Try some of this, Taste some of that, Jamie Oliver, Is a slow ugly twat. People next door, All they do is bitchin', Get out your pans, people, And play in the kitchen. |
Too Dark Park By Finlay Miff Playing outside, On my own in the park, My mum always told me, "Be home before dark." Sitting on the swings, In a dark orange glow, I didn't notice the sun set, Where did the time go? Shuffling in the bushes, Shadows grown long, Where's everyone gone? Something looks wrong. There's a pair of legs, Sticking out by a tree, The legs are not moving, Thank God that's not me. I get up off the swing, And I feel all alone, But a slimy hand grips me, 'Round my ankle bone. "AARRGGH!" I scream, And then I pass out, And the last thing I see, Is the old roundabout.
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That's Entertainment By Finlay Miff, John Lennon, Bette Davis, And Vera Lynn, Superman, Spiderman, And Errol Flynn. X-Files, Crossroads, Look North West, Two Ronnies, Bagpuss, A drunken George Best. Play Your Cards Right, Blakes 7, Doctor Who, The Hair Bair Bunch, And the New Schmoo. 3-2-1, Crackerjack, Kolchak: The Night Stalker, The A-Team, The Goodies, And Annie Walker. The Kids From Fame, And Rusty Lee, The Dooleys, Paul Daniels, And Debbie McGee Elvis and Tiffany, The Doors and The Who, I Love Lucy, Why Don't You? |
Contradictions By Finlay Miff I can see sunshine, |
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Good and Evil By Finlay Miff A fine sunny morning, A nice cup of tea, Noel Edmonds on telly, The shit-soaked North Sea. Squirrels and sparrows, Old Motown hits, Uncooked bacon butties, Gut rot and the shits. Letters and postcards, From hot lovely places, Those things in my wardrobe, With their deadly white faces. Roses and buttercups, Dolphins and whales, A whore and a tramp, With dirty fingernails. Buttered cream scones, Toffee Haagen Dazs, An old rotten cucumber, Forced up my arse. The world's full of good things, But there's bad things as well, Is it truth or lies? You never can tell. |
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Naughty
but Nice By Finlay Miff Come over here, |
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My Name is
Finlay By Finlay Miff My name is Finlay, |
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