Canteen Plums

	Dancing as their chance passed
	Promoting national trust
	And goose the tunnel for the ditch
	Your jokes are ??swelling whining tracks??
	It's a sign of the times
	On sudden outburst radio
	Feed our egos getting our fill
	With the everything i want pill
	And andy paper it is time?
	He's frozen up there on the slips
	And so the minors collapse
	They waste no time lacking guts
	Throwing ashes on the fire
	Cause everybody's a star
	Manifesting hypocrites
	In fifty blows, it's quite relaxing