by Nevs Coleman

One Man Less

The crazies

The fuck-ups

The junkies

The queens

The whores

Who’d seen better days

They sing to you

When you think you are through

We know your pain, brother,

We know what’s it like

Being second best, mate

Being told, get on your bike

So we’ll see you in the morning

The world’ll  be one man less

We’ll see you in the morning

When you’re on your last legs.

This city

Will giggle, and chortle

And laugh when you cry

This city

When your lady love leaves

And doesn’t tell you why

This city

Uncaring, unloving

It won’t care when you die

We know your pain, brother,

We know what’s it like

Being second best, mate

Being told, get on your bike

So we’ll see you in the morning

The world’ll be one man less

We’ll see you in the morning

When you’re on your last legs.

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